Chapter 1276

"Middle class holy ware?"

There was a cry of exclamation from the spectators.

One after another burning eyes, one after another gathered on the sword in Xiao Yi's hand.

The sharp sword with cold white swords is obviously a powerful middle class holy ware.

It's a treasure that can't even be possessed by the emperor.

Not to mention that it is a sword sacred weapon now, and its breath is obviously much better than the ordinary medium-sized sacred vessels.

On the competition stage, Xiao Yi holds the sword indifferently and ignores the exclamations around her.

Indifferent eyes, looking at the three judges on the edge of the competition platform.

The three referees nodded and came forward.

Looking at Shi Jingtao, who has fallen into biwutai, he said in a high voice, "in this battle, heiyun studies and teaches, Xiao Yisheng."

Xiao Yi nods slightly, takes back the sword and turns to leave.

The reason why he pulled out his sword was that the stone Jingtao was built along with the rocks.

Along with the mountains and rocks, they are very good at defense.

Wuchi academy is one of the five university palaces, ranking second only to tianzang Academy.

All of his disciples are Tianjiao.

Shi Jingtao is also one of the most powerful disciples of Wuchi academy, only inferior to the leader of Lichi.

One body cultivation, to achieve eight levels of the holy king.

That is to say, this person is not only powerful, but also surprisingly defensive.

If he doesn't use sword or martial arts skills, it will be more difficult for him to fight with this person slowly.

After all, in addition to all means, his true cultivation is only the six levels of the holy kingdom.

What's more, if you can fight with this person, if you can gain something, you won't.

Therefore, Xiao Yi did not waste time and drew his sword directly.

And he took advantage of the sword, and only two, one is the blizzard sword, the other is Lengyan sword.

Blizzard sword is just the best weapon. It can't even compare with the sub saint.

For Xiao Yi's strength now, Blizzard sword is almost useless, so he can only take out Lengyan sword.

But Lengyan sword has absorbed a lot of blood before, and it is much stronger.

Therefore, Xiao Yi is just a sword Qi, and then the stone waves out of the competition platform.

According to the rules, when the opponent falls down and loses directly, the three referees directly announce the victory or defeat.

Xiao Yi turns to leave.

Behind him, but suddenly burst out a exclamation.

"I remember, this boy didn't hurt elder martial brother Jinhu with a sword on the head of Wuling peak a few days ago?"

At the head of Wuling peak that day, after all, many college teams did not feel the tianzang Academy.

And even at that time, most of the disciples who were present at that time probably only put their thoughts and eyes on the disciples of Jinchen academy, as well as Chu Rou and others.

Not many people pay attention to Xiao Yi and Qinglin.

Even if finally Xiao Yi suddenly injured Jin Hu, attracted attention.

But those attention is only put on the sword in Xiao Yi's hand.

Naturally, until now, only gradually some of the spectators recognized Xiao Yi.

At this time, there was another exclamation.

"I remember that this son was the abandoned disciple of tianzang academy two years ago?"

"On that day, he was also holding the sword, and easily defeated Wang Yue, the eighth disciple of Tongtian peak."

"This guy can't do anything else. He's very lucky. He's got a medium-sized holy vessel."

"Oh, it's amazing to have a medium-sized sacred vessel in hand."

One after another of the voices, in the spectator seat sounded.

Xiao Yi turned a deaf ear and went back to the black cloud teaching seat.

Under the competition stage, Shi Jingtao can react from the fall failure.

Cold eyes, looking directly at Xiao Yi.

"What is the ability of heiyun to learn and teach, and defeat me by the power of the sacred vessels?" Shi Jingtao roared angrily.

Xiao Yi doesn't pay attention to it. She has already returned to her seat. She sits down lightly and has a nap.

Around the spectators, there was still a lot of discussion, but more about Xiao Yi's middle-class holy ware.

But these comments soon dissipated with the cheering of the three referees.

"No. 57, Wuchi academy, Linghu forget, come on stage."

"58, QianChuan academy, Tang qianliu, come on stage."

Whoosh Whoosh

The two figures jumped on the competition platform in an instant.

"It's Linghu forgetting senior brother." There was a sudden burst of exclamations from the spectators.

Moreover, this kind of exclamation is more violent than any before.

With the eyes of worship, almost all of them focus on the indifferent figure on the competition stage at the moment.

Linghu forgets that he is a disciple of Wuchi academy, the chief of sword maniac disciple, and also the chief of Wuchi.

At this time, on the black cloud study and teaching seat, has been pale Mo you, suddenly eyes a narrow.

"The sword fool makes the fox forget." Mo you said to himself, a war spirit flashed in his eyes.On the competition stage, Linghu forgets not to pay attention to the exclamations around him, but turns his head and looks directly at Mo you.

"Forget the worry sword, don't worry about it." Linghu forgot to say a, the same in the eyes of a war.

"I heard that you chose almost all the top Tianjiao in the west, and even Jinchen was defeated by you."

"I'm looking forward to fighting with you if I have a chance."

"Yes." Mo you nodded.

Linghu forgets the sight, moves from Mo you body, looked to one side is sleeping Xiaoyi.

"Your cultivation is still weak. You have to practice hard."

"Since you are practicing sword, you should know that sword is life."

"Your sword is very strong. I hope you don't let it be shamed."

Xiao Yi pretended to sleep and did not speak.

One side of the green Lin is curling his lips, "take care of yourself first. I hope you are just a sword fool, not a fool."

"Well?" Linghu forgets to look at Qinglin, with a sharp look in his eyes and looks at Qinglin directly.

"Hiss." Green Lin's eyes and it's a stabbing pain.

One side of Xiaoyi, suddenly opened his eyes, indifferent eyes, directly look at Linghu forget.

Under the indifferent gaze, Linghu forgets to change her face slightly. She has to take back the sight of Qinglin and turn to look at Xiaoyi.

Two eyes, collision in the air, one sharp, one indifferent, actually not give in to each other.

Xiao Yi's indifferent words, slowly sounded, "I think, before you beat me, you have not the qualification to teach me how to treat the sword."

"At least, it's not enough to be a king's peak."

It's true that Linghu forgets is the peak cultivation of the holy King's realm, which is only one step away from the holy emperor's realm.

"Good." Linghu forgets to smile lightly and takes back his eyes.

The fight on the competition platform starts soon.

On the black cloud school teaching seat, Xiao Yi looked at Qinglin and said, "are you ok?"

"No Qinglin shakes his head and blinks his prickly eyes.

"This guy, very strong."

One side Mo you said, "don't mind, two younger martial brothers. This makes fox forget that he is a sword maniac. He loves sword like life. He just said a few more words."

"These people are not malicious."

"Well." Green Lin nodded, "but it's just a sword maniac. Younger martial brother Xiao Yi, if you encounter this guy in the competition later, be careful."

"Oh." Xiao Yi smiles faintly and does not agree.

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