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Chapter 1014 On Me(1/3)

There are many forms of sword competition system in Xuanziju. But I don’t know if it’s because of the good luck in Mohua, or it’s not very good. So far, the competition system he participated in is not just a beheading competition, but also a melee competition.

He has never played other game systems, such as offense and defense, demon hunting, escort escorts, etc.

This game of sword competition with Xiaoyao Sect is just a basic melee game.

Only by "killing" all the opponent's disciples can you win.

Of course, at this point, no one of the monks watching the game cares about the "competition system". They only care about one thing:

Who is it that can kill the ink painting?

Who can make this despicable and shameless ink painting die last time in the sword contest?

Who can use the "blood" of ink painting to wash away the shame of a group of geniuses!

Just kill the ink painting once.

They don't care about winning or losing.

In other words, as long as you can kill ink paintings, it is the "winner" in everyone's hearts.

This simple and strong desire permeates the entire Lu Dao Mountain,

The atmosphere of watching the battle was like a stove, making people's blood boil.

The one who is most highly anticipated for this sword contest is the genius of Xiaoyao Sect, who is handsome and dressed in white.

Feng Zichen, whose sword energy is as strong as the wind.

Not only the elders of the Feng family expect so much.

Most of the land of cultivation that is watching the battle are so looking forward to it.

Looking forward to Feng Zichen, he slaughtered the ink painting with one sword.

And soon, the sword contest began.

After a simple investigation and marching, the disciples of Xiaoyao Sect and Taixu Sect met each other and instantly caught fire like wind and thunder, and the sword light shook the sky and strangled together.

There are no fancy tactics, only pure fighting.

And ink painting naturally bears the greatest firepower.

Until now, anyone with a discerning eye can see that there are two people in the Taixu Sect who cannot let go.

One is Linghu Xiao.

If Linghu laughs, he will be killed by the true energy of Chongxu Jiejian, and he will definitely lose.

The other is ink painting.

If you let ink paintings go, you will be disgusted to death and you will not be able to win either.

The importance of ink painting is under Linghu's smile.

But he had too many grudges, and that handsome little face was ridiculed.

Therefore, there are so many more people who want to kill him than those who want to kill Linghu Xiao.

What's more, this sword competition has accumulated the experience of several previous sword competitions in sects and condensed the wisdom of the elders of Taoism in various sects. Xiaoyao Sect has the means and determination to "kill" ink painting, and its offensive is like a long rainbow. .

The body movement is like the wind, the sword energy is like a shadow, and it comes and goes freely. The fierce attack has pushed the Taixu Sect to pay the left and right.

The ink painting even had to flee.

The audience was filled with excitement.

Elder Feng was also very comforted.

"The inheritance of Xiaoyao Sect's sect is Xiaoyao Fengying, and the body technique is Fengying step, and the Xiaoyao sword control technique is practiced. Therefore, the disciples of the sect practice more "fast sword"——""

"Not only is the body skill good, but the sword is also fast. When it comes back and forth, the sword energy follows the wind, and the murderous intent is at the forefront, breaking people's throat and killing people's lives."

"The wind-based body technique and sword technique are combined. The faster the body technique, the stronger the sword technique."

"Xiaoyao Sect is a unique skill that can surpass several twelve sects and one of the eight major gates of the road in the past."

Elder Feng told the story to the eldest elder of the Zhang family, and then said happily:

"And the genius of my Feng family, Feng Zichen, is the leader of Xiaoyao Sect. His skills and sword skills are obtained from Xiaoyao Sect, but his body skills are also integrated with me on the basis of Xiaoyao Sect's Feng Step Step

The Feng family is unique, the gossip travels with Fengshou.”

"The free and easy step on the wind step, plus the Bagua Wind Step, two unique body techniques are integrated into one."

"If you talk about sword skills, Zi Chen may not be the strongest. But if you talk about body skills, almost no one can compare to the entire sword competition."

"The sword technique of Xiaoyao Sect relies heavily on body technique. The stronger the body technique, the stronger the sword technique. Therefore, Zichen's Fengzhi Sword Technique is invincible when used-..."

Elder Feng looked proud.

Elder Zhang looked at the screen and saw that the five disciples of Xiaoyao Sect were all quick and their sword moves were continuous, like the wind.

The leader is the faster body movement.

In the white clothes fluttering, people and swords are united, coming and going like the wind, free and sharp.

Especially his body movements, his speed and flexibility of walking on the wind step, and his agility of walking on the wind step, are extremely exquisite.

"good!"

Elder Zhang praised his head, but he couldn't help but envy him.

Their Zhang family is also known for their body skills.

The family-born steps of falling flowers and passing water are also extremely exquisite. But compared with the eyes of the free and easy steps of wind and the Bagua Wind Walk, it is a bit inferior.

What's more, among the Zhang family, no disciple can practice these two types of body techniques to the point of perfection.

Not to mention, they can compete with the Feng family leader in the sword contest.

Comparing people with others is so annoying.

Elder Zhang didn't say anything, his expression was not obvious, but he still felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

On the field, Feng Zichen led the Xiaoyao Sect's children and began to show his power.

The sword energy swept across, like a strong wind raged.

However, for dozens of rounds, the formation of Taixu Sect was cut by the fast sword of Xiaoyao Sect.

Once the formation is chaotic, the ink painting will lose its protection.

Everyone in Xiaoyao Sect immediately rushed towards Mo Hua with sword energy like the wind.

Mo Hua really couldn't stand it, so she could only urge her to hide and disappear in front of everyone.

Feng Zichen had expected it, so he immediately took out a five-element breaking contact lens, looked at it with his head, and illuminated the ink painting into his hidden figure, clearly and clearly.

The outfield was in an uproar, and everyone stroked their hands and praised:

"Broken!"

"Wonderful! Great!"

"This kid's hidden technique was finally broken! I see where else would he hide this time?"

The crowd was filled with joy and the voices were booming, but Elder Zhang didn't understand very much.

Elder Feng explained:

"Brother Zhang doesn't know that this ink painting is proficient in concealment. Moreover, his concealment technique is inherited from unknown places. It cannot be seen with the naked eye and cannot be seen by the spiritual consciousness. Even if he uses ordinary hidden spirit weapon, he cannot break it. It's really difficult."

"But this is a magical magical world in Ganxuezhou, with a long Taoist tradition and countless inheritances. How can there be a magical magic that cannot be broken?"

"So, after the elders of various sects of Taoist Dharma, they planned and discussed day and night, and finally they could see the foundation of this hidden technique and find the restrained spiritual mirror."

"Now, once this Five Elements Spirit Mirror is reflected, it is difficult for this child to hide."

Elder Feng's tone was quite "heart-wrenching".

Elder Zhang looked silent, and he couldn't help but think:

A bunch of elders from large sects gathered together and stayed up late for a meeting, breaking the hidden art of a disciple—

Is it really worth being so proud?

But this sentence is a bit rude, and Elder Zhang has no nerve to say it.

Moreover, when Elder Feng looked proud, the monks around him also looked happy. In this atmosphere, Elder Zhang could not speak even more.

"This child's body is average, and he depends entirely on hiding and saving his life."

"If he breaks his hiddenness, he will die without a burial place!"

Elder Feng asserted in a deep voice.

Not only Elder Feng thought so, but this was almost the consensus of most monks watching the battle around him.

Before, they were all watching the sword contest every scene, so they naturally knew what the body skills of Mo Hua were.

Among the crowd, only Zhang Lan looked shocked.

He had no idea what Elder Feng and others were talking about.
To be continued...
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