"Is this disciple of Xijianchi actually direct to challenge the four Daokui?"

With the beginning of the Kendo exam, there was an unexpected scene on the sword stage. No one expected that the courage to be the first to be on stage and the most promising disciple of the Xijianchi, the first thing was to Four Daokui challenged.

"Don't they know it before and have old complaints?"

"Or is this Si Daokui's reputation too high, which makes this disciple of Xijianchi unhappy?"

Countless people secretly guessed at the same time, at the same time, they have countless eyes looking at the Sendai where Chishui Danxi is located. In fact, even if there is no provocation by this disciple of Xijianchi, everyone is very concerned about this issue... …

Will have won the blue robe of Si Daokui, will he continue to participate in the Kendo exam?

After all, everyone bet a lot of money...

But what people did not expect was that there was no sound for a long time above the Sendai where Chishui Danxi is located.

Fang Yuan looked at his nose, looked at his heart, and sat quietly. He didn't mean to step down, but he didn't mean to answer anything.

Although no name was given, everyone knew that the disciple of Xijianchi was talking to him, but he didn't seem to hear it.

The silence of the void, and I don't know how long it was quiet, before the voice of everyone's argument quietly sounded.

"Does he really plan to take this Kendo exam?"

"It should be, otherwise it would be unreasonable to be provoked in person, and still so calm..."

Some people even looked at Jiantai, and then looked at Sendai where Chishui Danxi was located, and sneered: "But then, this disciple of Xijianchi has already done too much, they gather the talents of swordsmanship in the world, Who has the ability to compete with them? And in this green robe, the others are Zhen, Fu, Dan, and Qi, they are obviously not good at martial arts, they challenge others, and their faces are dull!"

"Yes, Si Daokui, already a talent of the world, why bother to fight for the reputation of the sword sword?"

"In this world, after all, there are no perfect practitioners!"

In the discussion, some people sighed: "It's a pity that the spirit that the old man took out..."

"..."

"..."

In the other compartment, in addition to the sword-sinking pool, another one gave Fang Yuan a sense in her heart. On the Sendai covered by mist, someone was talking softly: "Young Master, the news you got before That’s right, it seems that the disciple of Xijianchi really can’t see him, and wants to provoke him to fight, but he is so determined that he refuses to join the war, otherwise, it would be...”

"Oh, that's simple. If he doesn't participate, will he force him to participate?"

Another faint voice sounded, seeming to disdain.

"Young Master, do you mean..."

"Oh, just use the simplest method..."

"..."

"..."

"Ha ha!"

Seeing that Fang Yuan did not answer, or did he mean to step down, the disciple of Xijianchi also smiled in a low voice, withdrawn his gaze, and sat on the sword platform gently, as if preparing to sit all the way to Kendo It looks like the end of the exam.

The other people watching around started to focus on other reference people.

"Disciple of Xijianchi, has already been on the stage for the first time, what about others?"

Some people looked at the practitioners around Jiantai and whispered, "Does anyone have the courage to take the stage?"

And around the Jiantai, the practitioners are also looking around, not knowing how to choose each other.

"Oh, do you think the better the stage, the better?"

At this moment, the Xiaoyueshan Lord gently shook his folding fan and smiled, "You are all wrong, but there are ten seats on this sword stand that can stay, that is to say, everyone must fight for this Ten seats, the one who came to the stage first, and the seats, you can stay without having to compete with others, but those who came to the stage later, you have to hit the next one to stay, and after staying, you will immediately Because of the scramble by other people, this time the Kendo exam is different from the past. The sooner it is staged, the more it will take advantage..."

As he spoke, he chuckled softly, and stepped towards the sword platform.

The people around them listened, looked at each other, and did not know that the person was telling the truth, or just disturbing the minds of others.

However, just above this little Yueshan master preparing to take the stage, there was a black shadow flashing beside him. A man in red armor wearing a **** cloak raised his spear and went up to the sword platform, and then walked to wash with him. The disciple of Jianchi was in a relative position, holding the spear in his hand, and stood there coldly, as if waiting for others to come forward to challenge, but it was Zhao Xuanque, a martial art arrogant.

"This man... grab me the limelight?"

Lord Xiaoyueshan stayed for a while, smiled helplessly, and went to another place to stand still.

Now there are three people on the stage, and there are seven left in the top ten, but it attracts the monks around a little stunned.

Turning around, more figures rushed to the stage at the same time, each standing their position, but before the sword stage, there was a riot. After a long time, the messy figure on the stage became quiet, and everyone grabbed the position and stood, then Staring at the audience.

But at this time, someone from the audience suddenly pointed to the stage and cried out: "Look, look, there is one more person..."

The people who have been on stage are looking at each other. There are one more people on the stage. Ten people stand on the stage. Their positions seem to be measured by a ruler, and they are not closer to anyone. , Not far away from anyone, only the place on the far right end, the two stood together, and everyone looked at the two of them together, their looks suddenly awkward.

"Uh!"

One of them, with the fastest response, pulled out two scimitars directly behind him and slashed towards the other.

And the other was not willing to be weak. He roared, and a black steel whip was held in his hand. When it was stirred in the air, there were Dao whirlpools in the void, directly facing the man with a double knife and smashing it in the past. Then, there was a "buzzing" sound.

"Uh..."

The two of them haven't got a victory or defeat, and the people around them also looked at them, but at this time, the audience suddenly rushed up, the power of the mountain was strong, and they hit **** that earlier. Standing on the back of a person on the stage, the man only felt that he was occupying the position, and his mind was slightly divided. Unexpectedly, there was a flying disaster, a spit of blood spewed out, and the whole person fell.

But in this instant, only people below the stage, like migratory locusts, swarmed onto the stage, and immediately countless people joined hands.

Those who had been on stage before did not have any advantage, because the stage was already in chaos, like a whirlwind. Someone kept falling from the stage, and more people rushed to the stage. Going up, for a time, the vast sword stands of a hundred feet square seemed to be a little crowded. There were scuffles everywhere, strong wind and sword light.

And in this scuffle, it immediately showed everyone's height.

Rumble!

The Tianjiao, who was called Qin Shanjun, turned a huge axe, with a fierce fierceness, and his body was rampaged. He knocked down a piece of people and came to the sword platform. The person was so arrogant that he killed all the people around him. After that, there was no one. Dare to confront head-on...

But Xiaoyueshan Lord walked by, and passed by a monk who had fallen off the stage. He whispered something in the other person's ear. When the other heard it, his face changed, and he nodded again and again. Then he rushed behind him, and he did it in the same way. In a short time, he had gathered more than a dozen people, but he formed a strong force and rushed around on this platform.

But Zhao Xuanque, who was holding an iron gun, dragged his spear backwards, looked around, and soon appeared a four-man, still a strong man with more than enough, and there was a sneer on his face, and suddenly He flew over and fought with the strong man. Before the triple play, the strong man was swept off the stage by him with a single shot, then he moved again and rushed towards another strong man.

In a mess, eight immortals have crossed the sea, each showing their magical powers.

It was only the disciple of Xijianchi who couldn't sit still, and within three feet of him, no one was close.

"My God, why are you fighting so fiercely?"

"Look, look, see blood..."

"Ouch, Xiao Tianjiao of the Wu family was actually cut off with one arm..."

The fighting was fierce on the stage, and the audience was terrified. They all looked shocked and happy, excited.

At first, after listening to the weird rules of the black robe exam, they thought that this time the six major exams were destined to have nothing to watch, and they were disappointed, but they did not expect that this battle was so fierce, it made people have Feeling overwhelmed.

"Do you really not go in such a lively scene?"

Next to Chishui Danxi Sendai, Li Hongxiao, who was wearing a red robe, looked at the chaos above Jiantai with a smile, sighed slightly, and turned his head to look at Fang Yuan. It seemed a bit ridiculous in his eyes.

Fang Yuan shook his head and said, "Why don't you go?"

Li Hongxiao smiled faintly and said, "After all, I am a charming girl. What kind of system is it?"

Fang Yuan nodded and said, "It makes sense!"

Li Hongxiao laughed and said, "Do you know that disciple of Xijianchi?"

Fang Yuan didn't answer, and he shook his head gently for a while.

Li Hongxiao said: "But he has been watching you as if he has been waiting for you to enter!"

Fang Yuan no longer spoke, but also looked up at Jiantai, then frowned slightly.

He naturally also felt that the disciple who washed the sword pool was the first to board the sword stage, but until this time, he had not shot, and no one dared to provoke him, so he sat indifferently. On the stage, there is nothing that looks like nothing. Only occasionally~lightnovelpub.net~ He will look up and look at the Sendai where the Chishui Danxi is located. In his eyes, there seems to be a sword edge gently crossing... …

Not only him, even on the Sendai where the sword wash pool is located, behind the sword fog, there seems to be someone staring at himself...

"Are they all waiting for me to shoot?"

Fang Yuan thought to himself secretly: "In this way, they recognized me long ago, but if they really regarded me as a genus of a demon, why not come directly to me, but wait for me Take the initiative?"

"What did Xianmeng say to them?"

While thinking about it, he gave a glance to the misty blue Sendai side: "Someone there is looking at me too, and my eyes are very uncomfortable. It seems that they are not good intentions. Who are they?"

　　

　　Genius site address:. Mobile version reading URL: