"How can it not be used?"

Yang Mei pouted, very dissatisfied, and shouted, "Brother, don't listen to him!"

Zhu Dashan also helped, "You can use it if you say it, but you don't allow it, Hong Yuan, your character is terrible!"

Li Aojian also had a lot of ridicule in his eyes, "People are genius disciples, can't they have some privileges? Rebelliousness is also a very necessary ability."

Hong Yuan's face became more swollen, he glared fiercely at the stage, turned around and looked at Zhou Shu, "I don't care about the others, but this thing is not useful!"

Zhou Shu didn't say much, stretched out his hand, and took the giant eagle back into the Feng Lingshi.

It turned out to be Golden Feather Eagle, and there were three other methods, which were very good, and he was quite satisfied.

He doesn't care about whether Xiaojin is used here or not, and he doesn't need such a big fanfare with Hong Yuan, and in this way, Hong Yuan's mind is very unstable and defeat is set.

Hong Yuan's expression was slightly calm, and his hanging heart was relieved a lot.

But at this time he felt that something must be done to save face, otherwise even if he wins, he won't lose a good reputation, and his image will be destroyed.

He looked at Zhou Shu and was very angry.

He is a genius. He has been held in the palm of his hand since he was a child. The pill is constant. On the first level of the refining realm, 289 qi veins have been opened. Three magic weapons were presented, among them there was even a third-tier middle-grade blue wind sword!

Dare to ask the cultivator of the foundation level, how many can have a third-order magic weapon, or is it middle grade?

Although with his cultivation base, using the third-order magic weapon is still very difficult, but this is enough for him to complete the task that the senior brother could not complete several times. even. He practiced hard for half a year. With the help of the magic trick that comes with the Qingfeng sword. Actually comprehended the solitary wind sword intent!

As a result, his reputation is growing, and many uncles believe that he is the strongest in the early stage of the foundation stage, and it is easy to leapfrog challenges, even as long as it is not in the coagulation stage, he has the power to fight.

And now he has broken through the middle stage of foundation building!

Hong Yuanzhi was so proud, he felt deeply. Except for a few big brothers and sisters in the inner door, no one else would be his opponent.

But someone challenged him!

It turned out to be just △↓dǐng△↓diǎn△↓小△↓, .◆.∨os_(); an unknown outside disciple, it is ridiculous!

This is simply an insult, an insult in broad daylight.

Whatever you say to deceive the wind, you obviously want to beat yourself to sensationalize, but you will never give him this opportunity!

But unexpectedly, this kid actually took out a terrifying spirit beast like the Golden Feather Eagle and insulted him again.

Is tolerable. Which is unbearable.

Hong Yuan cleared up his mood and ignored Zhou Shu proudly. Three fingers stretched out, one by one, "Zhou Shu, I will let you do it first, three moves."

He knew very well that if he didn't humiliate Zhou Shu in this way, he couldn't show his strength, couldn't extinguish the anger in his heart, and couldn't calm down the ridicule of him.

Although he knew that the cultivator's battle could determine the victory or defeat, he had absolute confidence in the face of Zhou Shu who had no spirit beast.

As soon as this statement came out, there was a clamor from the side of the stage.

"It's too much for Zhou Shu to do it first."

"The cultivator often decides the victory or defeat when he makes a move. Brother Hong dares to do so. Obviously he has great confidence in his own strength. This battle is bound to be won."

"That's not necessarily true. Maybe Zhou Shu beat him down in one go."

"Fart, what **** are you talking about? Without that weird eagle, what would he do against Senior Brother Hong? Even if Senior Brother Hong didn't do anything, he shot him to death with a sword intent!"

"As expected of Brother Hong, he has a demeanor, and he must be a great person in the future."

Hearing these words, Hong Yuan finally showed a smile on his face, and his eyes on Zhou Shu became even more disdainful.

Without that eagle, I see what you do!

Can you break my defense? It's ridiculous, but what I wear is the third-order magic weapon Lingjia, a hundred refining jade armor!

The tourmaline jade that had been refined with a third-order different fire for a hundred times was finally forged into armor. It was extremely tough, and the second-order magic weapon could not break its defenses. He slashed with his Azure Wind Sword forcefully without leaving any traces.

Now, in Hong Yuan’s heart, there is only one thought. After being humiliated, he must turn it over again, humiliating Xu Mu twice, letting him down to despair, and piercing him with another sword, nailing him permanently to the pillar of shame. Let him know himself for the rest of his life, "I am Hong Yuan, the opponent you will look up to all your life! It is impossible to challenge me!"

Watching Hong Yuan, Zhou Shu only shook his head indifferently, "Three tricks, ha ha."

Hong Yuan stood with the golden sword, the tip of the sword pointed downward, "Come on, let me see your skill!"

Zhou Shu's divine sense bypassed Hong Yuan's divine sense defenses. He had seen Hong Yuan thoroughly from head to toe. The hundred-refined jade armor behind the vest naturally could not escape his detection.

But it is tourmaline jade, which is far short of Mo Xiu jade.

This Hong Yuan seems to look highly upon him, he is not an opponent himself, he actually has to make three moves, and the same-level cultivators even make a move in a battle. I really don't know how to write the dead words.

In this way, it will fulfill him.

But be careful, the bullying on his body can't be broken, and the attack must be precise.

Zhou Shu glanced at Hong Yuan and made a decision.

"Why don't you dare to do it?"

Zhou Shumai took a step forward, and the Black Star Sword was slowly handed out, turning into a thick black light, piercing towards Hong Yuan.

"Such a slow sword..."

Hong Yuan had contempt in his eyes, but in an instant, the contempt turned into panic and horror.

He suddenly noticed that the Black Star Sword brought an extremely stagnant pressure~lightnovelpub.net~ He seemed to be in the extremely thick silt, and he felt like he could not evade or move.

"How is it possible, sword intent? What kind of sword intent is it? Why do you feel that I am going to be crushed with the sword?

His panic expression solidified on his face, and he raised the Qingfeng sword in his hand, trying to block it.

But it was a bit late, the Black Star Sword seemed slow, but it was not slow.

The jade and stone are burned, with a never-returning mood, never stop without hitting the opponent.

Shot is a trick. Zhou Shu tried this sword many times, but he didn't expect it to be used in this way.

Arrogance is indeed the greatest sin of the cultivator.

Shen Wen's expression changed, his closed eyes suddenly opened, and a flash of light flashed, firmly locked on Zhou Shu's sword.

Tier 3 sword intent? Do you want to stop?

But soon, he closed his eyes again, showing a mysterious smile.

Bang!

The sword light blasted down, like a black long rainbow falling from the sky, completely enclosing Hong Yuan and Zhou Shu in it, and no one could see the situation inside.

"What happened, what happened?"

"This sword is so powerful, is it also sword intent?"

"Zhou Shu also understood the sword intent, how could it be possible, he just built the foundation soon!"

"Even if there is a sword intent, since Senior Brother Hong is willing to let him take the shot first, he is definitely not afraid. I am optimistic, and Zhou Shu will definitely fall to the ground next time."

"That's right. Senior Brother Hong has a very powerful inner armor. Even with sword intent, it is difficult to break the defense. And I can see clearly that the moment Zhou Shu Jianguang fell, Senior Brother Hong also shot. Zhou Shu, lose. Up."

Everyone in the audience talked a lot.

Their eyes were fixed on the black beam of light, and they didn't want to move away.

And Yangmei, her eyes closed tightly, she didn't dare to look again, her little hands were cold. (To be continued.)