I don't know when, the fainted aunt Xie Huayu has woke up, her eyes staring coldly at the figure on the stage, for some reason, the calm and peaceful heart lake suddenly has a little ripple.

As for Zhou Xiaoxian, she sighed, and at the same time, the jealousy in her heart continued to flow, why the boy ’s Kendo cultivation was so high, you know, she did n’t even realize the sword!

On stage.

Huatian wiped out the blood on the corner of his mouth, but his face had a bitter bitterness, and he said to Song Yi: "I used to be proud and arrogant. I didn't expect you to defeat me.

After saying this, Huatian staggered off the ring.

"Is there any man at war who can fight?"

Song Yan's eyes fell on Xiong Wudi and Ouyang Cheng.

"I'll fight you!"

Ouyang Cheng stepped forward, staring fiercely at Song Ye.

"You are not my opponent!" Song Yan shook his head. Although this Ouyang Cheng is more powerful than Huatian, it is not much better.

"I didn't know if my opponent had played before!"

Ouyang Cheng flew up and landed on the platform, but in his hands he had a transparent long sword exuding an endless ice-cold atmosphere.

The experienced spectator shouted in shock: "The sword in Ouyang Cheng's hand is Wupin Lingjian!"

It was said that everyone was in a stunned mind, and the fifth-grade magic weapon could at least increase the strength of the warrior himself several times, and then Huang Liang could be defeated.

"You go for it!"

Ouyang Cheng raised the long sword in Yang's hand. Suddenly, a cold air spread around, freezing the entire platform.

"it is good!"

Song Ye was not polite, then raised his hand and stabbed a sword.

However, his body did not move half a step, the sword came out, no sword qi broke out, and even the slightest spur was not excited. It looked like a stab in the hand and could not see the slightest power.

"Well, since you don't cherish the opportunity to shoot first, let's die!"

Ouyang sincerely saw this and could not help but cut it out with a sword.

However, his sword was only half waved. There was a sudden tingling in his mind, and the tingling was so abrupt and too strong that he couldn't help but make a snoring sound, and then stepped back in a slow pace.

The figure flickered, and the cold sword's tip was already touching his brows.

"I said, you are not my opponent!"

"What the **** did you use?"

Ouyang Cheng held back the pain in his head and asked with his teeth.

Song Yan shook his head: "No, that's swordsmanship, but your level is too low to understand!"

Offstage, the young girl shook her father's arm again, and asked Jiao Jiao: "Daddy, what sword technique did Huang Liang use, why did Ou Yangcheng lose out?"

The people around them raised their ears again.

But a embarrassment flashed on the father's face: "I don't know!"

the other side.

"Dash, the kid must have used tricks to conceal Ouyang Cheng!" Outback hated.

In the eyes of Xiong Wudi, there was a thick color of doubt, and he did not understand why Ouyang Cheng suddenly lost his combat power.

On stage.

In the face of Song Yan's sarcasm, Ouyang Cheng's face changed for a while. Finally, he bent over and gave Song Yan a gift, saying, "Can you tell me how I was defeated by you, I don't want to lose out!

"Well, for your sincerity, I'll tell you!"

For a while, I did not know Ouyang Cheng made a hearing, and even the ring became very quiet around the ring, and the needle was heard, because they all wanted to know the answer.

Song Kun opened his mouth and explained, "The sword I just stabbed seemed to have no sword air and no sword awn, but it did not mean that there was no attack, just that you didn't see it!"

"Is it an invisible attack? What is it?" Ouyang Cheng asked.

"My sword is called soul assassination. It has no shadow and no shape. It will directly affect your soul. Just now, I only used 10% of my soul power. Otherwise, you will not only have a headache, but your soul will die directly!"

Upon hearing Song Yi's explanation, Ouyang Cheng could not help breathing in his air, and his heart was filled with fear.

The power of the soul is invisible and invisible, and what is it to resist?

"Okay, I'm convinced I lost it!"

Ouyang Cheng worshipped Song Yan again, and then went to the ring.

"Bear invincible, you come up too! Let's end today's contest!" Song Yan's eyes fell on Xiong Invincible.

But unexpectedly, Xiong Wudi did not come on stage, but shook his head: "On the meaning, my sword intention is similar to your sword intention level, but I am higher than you, and you should have the upper hand. But your soul assassinates me and cannot stop it, so I confess! "

"How can you admit defeat!"

Outstanding Tiger roared unwillingly at Bear Invincible.

"Not an opponent, don't admit what you're doing?" Xiong Wudi said lightly, then turned and left. Others were afraid of the elder Aohu, but he was not afraid because he was the disciple in charge.

The Qingweimen cheered with joy.

The martial arts, which is impossible to win, actually won, not only retaining the five sacramental orders, but also the five sacramental orders sent by the emperor.

That night.

Elder Hu and Elder Wang called Song Yan to their room.

"this is for you!"

Elder Hu smiled and handed Song Yan a storage ring.

"What is it?"

"Just look at it!" Elder Hu smiled mysteriously.

This is a storage ring without a master. After Song Ye recognized the master with blood, he penetrated into his heart and found that there were large stacks of high-value silver tickets. Under the count, there were actually 50 million.

In addition, there is a bottle of five-grade broken Dan, ten medium-grade spirit crystals, and a six-grade spirit sword.

"Elder Hu's things are so precious, I can't accept them!"

Song Ye quickly returned the storage ring.

"Take it away, you deserve it! The five emperors sent by the emperor ordered us nothing. These are their compensation!" Elder Hu said with a smile: "This time, you set the door for us. With great achievements, not only did we keep the five holy martial arts orders, but we also earn a lot of money for us. "

"The disciples are afraid, as a member of Qingweimen, all the disciples should do!"

"Well said, Elder Oriental really did not read you wrong!" Elder Hu said: "I have reported this to the head through the Flying Eagle Book. The head has written back, waiting for you to be promoted to the late stage of the Grand Master. The door will directly promote you as a core disciple! "

Wen Yan said that Song Ye could not help but be overjoyed, because only the core disciples are qualified to compete for the position of head.

"Thanks to the head, to the two elders!"

"Well, let's go down and rest, but don't say anything about this!" Elder Hu waved.

"Yes!"

After Song Yong left, Elder Hu talked with Elder Wang.

Elder Hu said with a happy face: "Oh Pharaoh, I see, the opportunity for our rise of Qingweimen is coming!"

"You mean that kid!" Said Elder Wang with a smile, apparently in a good mood.

"It's not who else he is. At a young age, he realized the sword's meaning to this level, not to mention his assassination of the soul is even more invincible. I am afraid that even if the master accidentally cares, he will be recruited. It will be destroyed, I am afraid that the emperor ’s faction will not stop there! ”Elder Hu suddenly appeared worried.

Elder Wang smiled disapprovingly: "Hey, they have no chance. This time on the way to the Holy Spirit Island, despite the crisis, there are secret surveillance by the masters of Shengwu Academy. At the Shengwu Academy, the emperor faction has no chance! "

[Author off topic]: Thanks [Chen Hong] for the great reward

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