Chapter 138

Other people are silent, strong young people are too strong, even the 11th ranked Su Song is defeated, is it really necessary to rank the top 10 talents to make a move?

The other side is just a disciple who just started this year. If the top ten talents are mobilized in the early cultivation of martial arts master Jiuchong, even if he wins, he will lose face.

From now on, there will be no prestige in the four courtyards.

Just ask, the genius on the bronze list is trampled on by a new disciple of Qilin Academy. What kind of prestige is there?

If a new disciple of the Qilin list doesn't come out, he will be afraid of it.

Today, unless it is a great victory, the bronze list is doomed to lose face.

Step on it! Step on...

step out one by one, and everyone's eyes are fixed.

It's skyward. Is he going to do it?

Walking in front of the strong youth, his face was cold and said: "you are not my opponent, change people!"

Even in the face of the disciples of Qilin academy, Lingkong is still domineering.

"Ha ha, it's ridiculous. You'll know it after the war!"

Strong young people laugh and breath.

"Younger martial brother, your blood has broken out. It's too bad to fight him. Let me come."

Sword dust-free smile, a few steps forward.

"Ha ha, elder martial brother Jian, are you going to fight? I thought elder martial brother Jian didn't have much interest in this rubbish!

the strong young man said with a smile.

Jian Wuchen showed a disdainful smile and said: "they still have some lucky hearts. They still want to fight with us. I'll defeat them completely and let them have a clear understanding of themselves."

"Ha ha, what elder martial brother Jian said is very good!"

The strong youth and the knife holding youth both laugh.

"Bullshit, strength is not blowing out by mouth, relying on real skills, let me see what you have in the end?"

The body began to make a click sound and began to expand rapidly.

It's a big ape. It's big and big.

At the beginning, he displayed the pitiful formula in the air.

"Take it!"

Roaring in the air, the thick iron bar whistling, sweeping towards the sword.

After sweeping the iron bar, the space seems to vibrate. Obviously, in the past few months, the fighting power in the air has improved.

"A little bit of work!"

The sword Wuchen didn't pull out the sword. Instead, he put his two fingers together to form a sword and cut it out.

A sword Qi, congealed as substance, as crystal clear as emerald, was cut towards the sky.

"How can it be possible to condense gas into soldiers?"

People watching the war around were shocked.

Condensing Qi into a weapon is the only means that a great martial arts master can have. The sword without dust is just the top nine of the martial arts master. It's terrible that he has been able to use the means of the great martial master.

When!

The crystal sword spirit intersects with the iron bar in the air, which makes an amazing roar.

Touch! Touch! Touch! ...

then, he snorted in the air, and then he stepped back seven or eight steps before he could stand firm.

"What? A sword will be the strongest state of the air back seven or eight steps away

They were so shocked that they could hardly believe it.

The sword is dust-free and doesn't even come out. It seems that it's just a sword cut at will. Is this too strong?

"Oh? It's true. It seems that the bronze list is not all rubbish

The sword is matchless.

People are even more surprised. The sword just now is only four success forces? How is that possible?

"No way!"

Roaring in the air.

The other side didn't even pull out his sword and his blood didn't break out. He said that he only used 40% of his skill, which was hard to accept in the air. He thought that the other side said this on purpose, which depressed their morale.

Boom!

With one step in the air, the huge body, like an angry monster, pounces on the sword, and the iron bar roars down. Even a small hill will be smashed and exploded if the stick goes down.

"Then 60%"

The sword steps out without dust and stabs forward.

A green sword Qi suddenly cut out, as if through the space, flash away, and again, has reached the air in front of the body.

"Not good!"

The face of the air changes greatly. It's too late to take back the iron stick to resist. It's only possible to break out all the genuine Qi and hard resistance.

Poof!

The blood splashed everywhere, the shoulder was pierced in the air, and the body retreated dozens of meters, leaving a bloodstain.

If you are defeated, the sword will come out without dust. It is not only extremely powerful, but also incredibly fast.

"You can't do it with brute force, next!"

The voice full of disdain came from the dust-free mouth of the sword.

There was silence.

He was defeated by two moves with his fighting power in the air. The other side also said that he only used six successful forces. Although he didn't know whether it was true or not, his strength was unfathomable and terrible.Now, only Duan Gang, bu Xingkai, and Zhang Muyun are left on the field.

Duan Gang's strength is similar to that of Lingkong, and he is certainly not a clean sword opponent.

The remaining two are Zhang Muyun and bu Xingkai.

Today is the day of Zhang Muyun's engagement. Is it difficult for Zhang Muyun to do it in person?

Bu Xingkai frowned, he did not want to move, but today's situation, he had to.

It's not a matter of which court alone, but of the whole bronze list. It's hard for him to stay out of it.

Finally, bu Xingkai stepped out of the crowd.

"Is bu Xingkai going to make a move?"

There is a glimmer of hope in people's lives.

After all, bu Xingkai ranked fourth. Compared with Duan gang and Ling Kong, bu Xingkai is still a little higher than Duan gang and Ling Kong. People hope that he can defeat him. Even if he is defeated, he can also force out all the strength of the other party, so that Zhang Muyun can grasp more.

"Next, Xingkai, a disciple of the white tiger Academy. I don't know your name, elder martial brother."

Bu Xingkai holds his fist.

"Who cares what your name is? Don't try to get close to me. Don't think I'll do it lightly. "

The sword waved his hand at will, but he didn't care about Bu Xingkai.

"You..."

Bu Xingkai's words were blocked, and his face was gloomy.

He was also the first time to see a disciple of the Qilin Academy. He was shocked by the strength of the other party. He had intended to make friends with him, but he didn't expect that he was sticking his hot face to the other party's cold buttocks. He was ridiculed in public, and his face was lost.

The storage ring on his hand glows, and a long gun appears in Bu Xingkai's hand.

"Look at your virtue, it's not so strong. Come on, or you won't have a chance to do it."

The sword has no dust road.

A cold light flashed in Bu Xingkai's eyes. Even Zhang Muyun and Duanmu Yunyang had not seen him so small.

Boo!

Step Xingkai hands, spear through the air, toward the sword dust-free to kill.

The sword has no dust, a faint smile, still did not pull out the sword, with the sword finger to meet.

When the sword was directed out, the sound of hissing was incessantly heard, and the continuous emerald sword spirit burst out.

Ding Ding Ding...

the intensive cross percussion sounded, and then Bu Xingkai retreated again and again, obviously falling behind.

"Dragon drill!"

Bu Xingkai drinks softly and uses his unique skill.

The spear whirled rapidly, like a poisonous dragon, and flew toward the sword without dust.

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