"I declare that in the first round of today's sword test, Zhongtong Pavilion Yan Xiaolong wins."

On the high platform of the sword test field, a middle-aged man shouted, this person was Qiu Tian.

"Well done, Senior Brother Yan"

"Senior Brother Yan is awesome..."

Under the stage, one by one Zhongtong Pavilion disciples shouted

"Cough cough cough... everyone be quiet," Qiuda Tian said after coughing dryly on the stage.

The square that was noisy just now fell silent for a moment, waiting for Qiu Tian's next words.

"Our Divine Sword Sect has been developing for more than a thousand years, and now has nearly ten thousand elite disciples. This is the time when our Divine Sword Sect is at its peak. Therefore, the elders have decided to change the original test on one machine to multiple tests on multiple machines tomorrow. Okay,

I will stop talking nonsense and continue with the sword test." After saying that, Qiu Tian retreated to the elders' table.

"Junior Brother Tian, ​​it's your turn to go up. Don't embarrass our brothers. I heard that the opponent you won this time is Senior Brother Mu from Lishuijian, so be careful." Yan Xiaolong said brightly.

"Senior Brother Tian, ​​be careful with his sword." Li Tianluo's dark eyes took a deep look at the man standing on the stage.

Tianxuan chuckled: "I know, thank you, Junior Brother Li, for reminding me. It's not like some people want to see me embarrassed when I am defeated." After saying this, Tianxuan glanced at Yan Xiaolong next to him.

Yan Xiaolong also looked embarrassed and smiled bitterly.

"I'm Lishuijian Mu Shaoqing, may I ask what this senior brother's name is?" the man asked

"Senior Brother Mu really has a good memory, I'm Tianxuan." Tianxuan responded to the man rudely.

The man curled his lips and said, "It turns out to be Junior Brother Tian. Haha, I haven't seen you for a few years. Junior Brother Tian has improved a lot."

"I asked you why you are just like the Yan ladies. You talk so much nonsense. If you want to fight, just fight and wait and see..." Tian Xuan raised his hands to the sky and a green fairy sword came out and attacked Mu Shaoqing.

Mu Shaoqing's eyes turned cold, he looked at the approaching giant sword and shouted coldly: "Looking for death..."

I saw Mu Shaoqing's body turned into afterimages, easily avoiding the green giant sword, flying to the sky above Tianxuan, and instantly flying down with a murderous aura. Then he summoned with one hand, and a silver sword appeared.

In the hands of Mu Shaoqing.

"Reflection and Streaming Light Thorn".

Mu Shaoqing dodged the giant sword attack again and shouted coldly;

I saw two sword shadows stabbing at Tian Xuan who was controlling the giant sword with lightning speed.

As if he had long expected that Mu Shaoqing would use this move, Tian Xuan smiled secretly and instantly disappeared into the void. Two sword shadows darted around on the high platform like headless flies.

"Hmph, the dazzling poisonous dragon blade..." Tian Xuan snorted coldly in the void, and a green light slashed at the two sword shadows. With a "bang...", the two sword lights instantly turned into powder.

At the same time, the giant sword was divided into three, tightly surrounding Mu Shaoqing. Swish, swish... the three giant swords mercilessly killed Mu Shaoqing in the middle.

Mu Shaoqing held the silver sword in his hand, took a step back, and using the sword as a guide, he quickly formed a layer of light curtain to block the three killing swords. He said gloomily: "It's a small skill, it's not enough, let's see how I can use it."

You cut it off…”

In the center of the light curtain, Mu Shaoqing was seen throwing the sword into the air, making seals with his hands, and silently speaking;

In mid-air, the silver sword shone brightly, like an immortal soldier coming to the world, giving people a feeling of wanting to worship. Everyone present was shocked. Their expressions varied, some felt pity, some were secretly worried, and some were gloating.

.

"Hey, although my apprentice has made rapid progress in recent years, I don't want to meet Mu Shaoqing's Mo Yang so early. If I want to win, it's difficult... Junior Brother Qiu has really taught some good apprentices, haha..." The elders sat at the table

, leaning on the breeze and looking at Qiutian, he couldn't help but say

"Although Tianxuan's defeat in this round is certain, his future future will be limitless. I'm talking about you, senior disciple, your great disciple Zhao Qi. In this sword trial, he is one of the disciples who has the best chance of becoming the leader of this sword trial. And

Why should you be humble?" Qiu Tian stared at the battle situation on the stage and said slowly.

"Junior Brother Tian is in danger. As soon as Mo Yang comes out, all the evil spirits will slay him... Mo Yang was the famous sword of the elders of Lishuijian back then. Huh? Why didn't Senior Uncle Qiu hand Mo Yang into the hands of Senior Brother Song? Instead, he gave it to Senior Brother Mu.

What?..." Yan Xiaolong asked doubtfully

When Li Tianluo heard what Yan Xiaolong said, he couldn't help but look at the people on the other side of Li Shuijian. A tall man with a height of nine feet and an upright face stood majestically in the middle. He stood out. It was Li Shuijian.

Shuijian's eldest disciple Song Yi saw an inexplicable anger in his eyes at this moment.

Perhaps feeling Li Tianluo's gaze, Song Yi turned his head slightly, his eyes facing each other. At that time, the two of them smiled and looked at the high platform at the same time.

There was a dense white light, Mo Yang was shouting, and on the high platform, Mu Shaoqing was sometimes making seals with his hands, sometimes making secrets, his eyes were slightly closed, and he was shouting "Bang" at the same time.

Mo Yang flew out of the light curtain and knocked away the three giant swords. At that time, Mu Shaoqing's eyes suddenly opened, full of ferocity, he looked into the void and sneered: "Under Mo Yang,

All concealment methods are useless. Come out to me..."

Mo Yang emitted white light and stabbed towards where Mu Shaoqing was looking. Everyone heard a muffled groan, and a figure fell down from the void. A silver sword was inserted across his left arm. It was Mo Yang's Divine Sword. At this time,

Although Tianxuan's mouth was bleeding and his left arm had lost its fighting ability, his eyes were full of fighting spirit, which was unyielding, exciting, and fanatical.

But in the eyes of everyone, this is a kind of overestimation. Everyone thinks that Tianxuan will be defeated, including his good brother Yan Xiaolong. But Yan Xiaolong knows that Tianxuan at this time is the most terrifying and difficult

No one knows Tian Xuan better than him, who has fought with him several times. But even though the two people on the stage are equally matched in strength, Mu Shaoqing, with the help of magical weapons, is almost invincible.

Therefore, Yan Xiaolong is not optimistic about this competition.

"Although the divine weapon is difficult to defeat, it is ultimately a dead thing. I think this person relies too much on the divine sword. As long as you can repel Mo Yangjian, you will win this battle." A young voice said in Tianxuan.

Ringing in the ears.

Tianxuan looked at Li Tianluo with confusion. Li Tianluo smiled slightly and continued to transmit the message: "Senior Brother Tian, ​​listen, close your eyes and take a breath. I will use your body to send out the sword intention to scare Mo Yangjian."

Retreat, when the sword intention enters the body, there will be a feeling of skull cracking. Do not use your power to resist at that time. Remember, remember..."

Although Tianxuan has extraordinary talents, he has no fear and even some fanaticism when facing the magic weapons, but he is not stupid. He knows that he will lose, but he just doesn't want to lose too much. At this time, he heard that Li Tianluo can help him scare him.

Withdrawing the Mo Yang sword, he was doubtful and worried, but now he can only die and become a living horse doctor. At that moment, he secretly sent a message: "Junior brother really has such magical powers?"

"Senior brother, just listen to me. I won't harm you. Please look into my eyes, senior brother." Li Tianluo responded.

Tianxuan couldn't help but look at Li Tianluo's eyes without whites. At this moment, he felt that these were not eyes, but two bottomless pools that could swallow up his soul at any time.

After he finished thinking, in an instant, he felt a black light enter his brain, his skull was about to crack, his body shook uncontrollably, and he almost fell to the ground, but he was prepared.

Li Tianluo stood still in the audience. Now he has completely controlled Tianxuan's body. It can also be said that he is Tianxuan.

At this time, Mu Shaoqing was holding Mo Yang Sword in his hand, standing on the high platform with a proud face, looking at Tianxuan with contempt: "Why, you are scared, hahaha, you'd better go down early, so as not to be touched by me later."

It was hurt by Yang, but I didn’t act in a measured way.”

"Have you said enough, idiot..." "Tian Xuan" said calmly

Mu Shaoqing raised the corner of his mouth, and he was already murderous. You must know that when it comes to sword testing, life or death does not matter. He immediately became furious and said, "Looking for death." He sent out the Mo Yang Sword with one palm, and shouted: "Huntian Sword Dance!"

At this time, the hearts of everyone in the audience were in their throats.

"No, he is really coming. Junior Brother Tian's life is in danger, Junior Brother Li..." Yan Xiaolong looked at Li Tianluo next to him in panic. Yan Xiaolong, who was about to come to the rescue, was looking at Li Tianluo.

At the same time as the sky fell, his brain was shaken and dizzy, especially his eyes as dark as a deep pool, which made Yan Xiaolong take two steps back, not daring to look into Li Tianluo's eyes.

Mo Yang's sword exudes white light. Although it is not as good as Xiaoyu's Falling Yin, which makes people unable to open their eyes, it can't help but create an invisible pressure. I can see that the divine sword can transform into hundreds, hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands, or even the afterimage of the sword's light.

It slashed towards "Tian Xuan" like raindrops.

Tianxuan stood motionless on the spot, quietly watching the thousands of sword lights coming at him.

"Damn, why isn't he hiding? Is he waiting to be pierced by ten thousand swords?"

"It's not like you were frightened by this formation, right?"

The two disciples in the audience murmured.

Mu Shaoqing was also stunned and thought to himself: Are there really people who are not afraid of death? Huh, no matter what tricks you have, under Mo Yang, you can only become a soul sacrificed to the sword.

Just when the shadow of the sword was about to pierce Tianxuan's body.

The audience was instantly screaming, and all the female disciples were seen covering their eyes with their hands, not wanting to see the bloody scene.

But at that moment of screaming, those tens of thousands of sword lights stopped directly in front of Tianxuan, only missing by a millimeter. Tianxuan still did not move. Yan Xiaolong in the audience stared at Tianxuan closely.

There is a vague feeling in my heart that the current Tianxuan is not Tianxuan, especially his eyes, there is a similarity, but I can't tell where I have seen him before.

On the elder's table, Cang Hai's hands shook slightly, this is... "Sword Intent..., is it God who wants to establish my Divine Sword Sect? Now there is Luoyin Xiaoyu, and behind me there is Sword Intent Tianxuan, haha, interesting, interesting. I think so.

Let’s see how many disciples there are that can surprise me in this sword test.”

All the elders were concentrating on "Tian Xuan" who was using his sword. Naturally, they did not hear Cang Hai's excited voice.

Wang Dahai's heart was slightly shocked, and there was a vague idea in his heart that Tianxuan was not Tianxuan, because Tianxuan's eyes at this time were very similar to his apprentice Li Tianluo, that kind of eyes, with a calmness.

Reluctance, there is despair hidden in unwillingness, and despair is full of perseverance.

Thinking of this, he glanced in the direction of Li Tianluo again and found that Li Tianluo was standing there completely. He secretly thought that he was overthinking it, but that look in his eyes clearly gave him a familiar feeling.

"Ah... my young disciple actually realized the meaning of the sword in a desperate situation at such a young age. Haha, it's my sect's blessing, my sect's blessing..." He leaned against the breeze and stroked his beard and laughed.

"It's just a useless sword. I dare to show off here. Go back..." A faint voice broke the silence. The owner of the voice was "Tian Xuan" who stood before Wan Jian.

Thousands of swords shook together, and the face of the sword's owner, Mu Shaoqing, turned red and white. No matter how much he controlled it, he couldn't stop it.

I saw the thousands of sword lights slowly dissipating, "Ding dong..." A silver long sword fell heavily to the ground, its light dim, as if its divinity had been wiped away.

Mu Shaoqing stood there stupidly, constantly muttering to himself; "It's impossible... My Mo Yang Sword is invincible, this is not true..."

Under the stage, Li Tianluo gradually withdrew his sword intent, glanced at Tian Xuan who was replying to him, and said through a message: "He is in a confused state of mind at this time. It is the best time to defeat him. Fight quickly to avoid unexpected changes..."

Tianxuan chuckled and took a deep look at Li Tianluo. He didn't say anything more, but everything seemed to be unspoken.

Just as Mu Shaoqing was talking to himself, a deafening shout woke him up, "Wangxian will be mercilessly chopped." The green giant sword appeared again, but it was more powerful than last time. The giant sword roared and whirred.

The sound of breaking through the air instantly struck Mu Shaoqing.

As soon as he reacted, he saw a huge green sword slashing towards him. Mu Shaoqing hurriedly made seals, only to hear

With a 'bang', Mu Shaoqing was hit a hundred feet away before he landed. There was no good spot on his body, and he fell unconscious immediately.

"Hey... Junior Brother Li, why are you looking so pale? What's wrong?" Yan Xiaolong asked.

Li Tianluo suddenly smiled: "It's okay, it doesn't matter, something went wrong during yesterday's practice, so today... poof..."
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