This martial artist just wants to be an official

Chapter 309 The first appearance of the artifact

The leader of the Qishan Sect, Wu Zixu, had an ashen complexion, and his eyes were filled with red bloodshot eyes as he stared at the green sword in Bai Qingying's hand opposite him.

"The leader's sword..."

In the audience, the disciples of Qishan Sect exclaimed.

The long black sword in Wu Zixu's hand was covered with broken lines, as if with just a slight blow, the long sword that had traversed the world for countless years would be broken into pieces.

"The Bihong Sword of Lingshan Sect is indeed extraordinary..."

The eyes of many people in the world were also staring at this place, and they were secretly shocked.

The sword in Wu Zixu's hand was not ordinary, but after colliding with the Bihong Sword, it was difficult to succeed.

Seeing this, Bai Qingying breathed a sigh of relief in her heart. During the fight just now, Wu Zixu put too much pressure on her.

If he hadn't been concentrating on it, I'm afraid that the sword just stabbed his heart instead of his left arm.

Bai Qingying, who had survived the disaster, did not dare to neglect at this time. She naturally knew in her heart that taking the upper hand was the most important thing in a battle.

So her phoenix eyes widened slightly, and the Bihong Sword in her hand came forward like a swimming dragon.

Even if she was only at level 8 and couldn't match the level 7 opposite, she would still try her best.

"Hook-hand sword!"

Bai Qingying scolded, and the green sword had already stabbed Wu Zixu, the leader of the Qishan Sect, in the eyes.

Wu Zixu saw this trick clearly and cursed secretly without caring about anything else:

"Vicious!"

Wu Zixu, who had no time to think about it, casually held the long sword in front of him, preparing to take down Bai Qingying, who was already at the end of his strength after the blow.

"Ding!"

Unexpectedly, after a sharp collision, the long sword in Wu Zixu's hand suddenly turned into countless black fragments and scattered in all directions.

But Bai Qingying's offensive did not slow down at all, stabbing Wu Zixu in the face.

In a hurry, Wu Zixu had no choice but to retreat.

Rao was prepared in his heart, and Wu Zixu did not expect that the swords of his previous masters of the Qishan Sect would be so ineffective under the Bihong Sword.

Fortunately, he was prepared and retreated immediately when he realized something was wrong.

Seeing this, Bai Qingying's eyes lit up slightly, her offensive continued unabated, she quickened her pace, and the Bihong Sword continued to stab Wu Zixu in the face.

But no matter how fierce the attack, it will always be exhausted.

After a while, Bai Qingying's steps were no longer as fast as they were before. Wu Zixu also seized the opportunity at this time and felt the gap between Bai Qingying's attacks. He moved his feet in an instant, and his whole body fell back nine times. Ten degrees.

Immediately afterwards, Wu Zixu's eyes became extremely determined. He exerted force on his waist and gently turned his left hand to face the ground. With a twist and turn, his body was out of Bai Qingying's attack range.

"Master Bai has good tricks..."

After leaving Bai Qingying's attack range, Wu Zixu had time to speak, with lingering fear in his heart and a hint of danger in his eyes.

In the fight just now, his exclusive sword, which had been the leader of the Qishan Sect for generations, had been buried in the ring.

"Master Wu, be careful."

When Bai Qingying saw Wu Zixu's eyes that wanted to eat his own flesh, her heart trembled slightly. She didn't dare to be distracted and focused on Wu Zixu.

With that said, Bai Qingying came forward again.

With the blessing of the Bihong Sword, Bai Qingying's attacks always put Wu Zixu in danger.

As the long sword in Wu Zixu's hand was broken into pieces, Wu Zixu had no weapons at his disposal. With Bai Qingying taking advantage of the attack first, he was obviously a little stretched.

Under the ebb and flow of one another, Bai Qingying quickly achieved results. Her Bihong Sword was a rare formation weapon in the world. When activated with her breath, there was a sword Gang Han three feet away from the sword. mango.

The two figures soon separated again.

Everyone in the audience looked and saw that Bai Qingying was obviously much better than before.

Wu Zixu, the leader of the Qishan Sect, had a foot-long gash cut open on his left shoulder by the Bihong Sword. At this moment, blood was dripping down Wu Zixu's arm.

At this time, Wu Zixu's face was extremely ugly. His eyes looked at Bai Qingying's pretty face and he wanted to eat its flesh and blood.

He really lost his wife and lost his troops. Today in the competition, not only the sword was destroyed, but his body was also injured by the Bihong Sword.

The reason why the Bihong Sword is so famous is not only that it is extremely sharp, but the most important thing is that after being blessed by the user's breath, it can destroy the sword gang. After the sword gang hurts someone, it can also distinguish the user. The breath spreads to the victim's body, destroying the meridians in the victim's body.

So at this time, although Wu Zixu appeared to be injured on his arm, in fact, Bai Qingying's aura had entered his body.

However, Bai Qingying is only an eighth-grade warrior, and her aura is far inferior to that of Wu Zixu, a seventh-grade warrior, so Wu Zixu can barely suppress the alien aura in his body at this moment.

"Master, take the sword!!"

At this moment, a young man wearing Qishan sect costume came onto the stage from the stage with a sword on his waist...

After Wu Zixu heard this, he reacted quickly. He came to the edge of the stage and firmly caught the thrown sword in his hand.

Lu Yuanzhi looked at the Taoist boy on the stage.

Isn't this a violation? ?

The Taoist boy didn't say anything and just looked at it calmly.

Seeing this, Lu Yuanzhi was surprised. It seemed that the rules of the Taoist competition were not too strict. It was normal for the fighters to use their weapons on the stage like this.

But this has little to do with Lu Yuanzhi. After all, he is just here to maintain order in the Taoist sect. The competition is not the main task for him.

After getting the weapon, the look on Wu Zixu's face gradually improved. Even though the new sword was not as good as the treasure in Bai Qingying's hand, it could be regarded as reversing his situation.

Thinking of this, Wu Zi stopped hiding. With a cold look in his eyes, he rushed towards Bai Qingying with his newly acquired long sword.

It all happened in the blink of an eye.

From when Wu Zixu received the sword to when he rushed towards her, Bai Qingying didn't even react.

However, she has muscle memory from practicing martial arts for many years. The long sword in Bai Qingying's hand turned slightly with her wrist without any explanation, and then she sliced ​​off the hilt of the long sword handed over by Wu Zixu.

It's just that Wu Zixu has already suffered a loss from the Bihong Sword, how could he suffer a second time?

Without thinking, he turned the long sword in his hand and avoided Bai Qingying's sword. Then he stepped forward and lightly crossed the sword in his hand to gently swing away the Bihong Sword that Bai Qingying had cut.

"Ding……"

There was a slight sound, and Wu Zixu used a move of four or two to move a thousand catties.

Once you have a method in your mind, you can easily face those unknown fears.

This was the case with Wu Zixu.

Following this small sound, Bai Qingying's expression changed. After his Bihong Sword was swung away, she subconsciously wanted to attack Wu Zixu with another sword, but since Wu Zixu already knew how to deal with her, how could he Let her attack him?

Before Bai Qingying could reverse the wrist attack, Wu Zixu continued to move forward along the same step he had just taken towards Bai Qingying. At this time, he was less than three feet away from Bai Qingying.

"Hmph, stop it!!"

Wu Zixu's eyes flashed with a deep sneer, and then he slightly raised Bai Qingying's hilt with his sword. Bai Qingying's wrist could no longer bear the force and subconsciously let go.

The Bihong Sword in his hand was about to fall to the ground.

Seeing the opportunity, Wu Zixu simply stretched out his sword and picked Bai Qingying's sword back into his hand. The moment he got the Bihong Sword, his expression was filled with ecstasy. "What a good baby!!"

Looking at the Bihong Sword in his hand, Wu Zixu just waved his breath slightly, and the sword flashed with green light, and an extremely sharp sword beam came out from the sword.

How could he not be happy that the treasure was in his hands?

"give me back!!"

When Bai Qingying realized that her sword had fallen into someone else's hands, she felt anxious. Looking at Wu Zixu's unreserved greedy eyes, her heart sank slightly.

"Since ancient times, treasures belong to those who are capable. Since Miss Bai destroyed my Qishan Sect's handed down sword, how about replacing it with this one?"

Wu Zixu was not in a hurry at this time, and there was greed in his smile.

The sword is in his hand, so naturally he can take it as he pleases. It's not him who has the final say whether to give it to Bai Qingying or not? ?

"mean!!"

Seeing Wu Zixu say such rogue words, Bai Qingying felt a surge of anger spreading from the soles of her feet to her mind, causing her breathing to be a little rough, but she could not say anything at this time.

Wu Zixu's words are true. If he breaks someone else's sword, what compensation will he have to pay? ?

But that sword...

How could it be given to him so easily? ?

"Of course the girl can be taken back from me again."

Seeing Bai Qingying's face with clenched silver teeth, Wu Zixu calmly put the sword that his disciple had thrown up to him back into its sheath, while the Bihong Sword that he had snatched was held in his hand and played with gently. , just like an owner petting his dog...

Bai Qingying was furious, but she didn't dare to act rashly at this moment. Others didn't know how powerful the Bihong Sword was, so how could she not?

Do we really have to admit defeat today? ?

Bai Qingying was unwilling to give in. At this moment, an extremely gentle voice came into her ears.

"Miss Bai, don't panic, try it with the knife below."

This familiar voice made Bai Qingying's beautiful face startled slightly.

The owner of the voice had just had a chat with her last night, how could she forget?

Just when she was stunned.

"Miss Bai, take the knife!"

Lu Yuanzhi leaned his chair gently on the pillar under the ring, with a smile on his face, and gently sent the narrow knife in his hand to the area.

Everyone heard this voice and looked towards Lu Yuanzhi.

After seeing the black brocade and white jade shirt on Lu Yuanzhi's face, his expression changed slightly.

Everyone in the field now knows that Lu Yuanzhi flew to the east of the field alone and captured the red-dressed emissary of the Demon Sect.

The message that he is a high-quality warrior has spread throughout the audience.

Does he want to protect Qingying? ?

When did Bai Qingying meet such a distinguished person? ?

Doubts emerged from the hearts of these people in the world.

Seeing Lu Yuanzhi hand the narrow knife to Bai Qingying, Wu Zixu, the head of the Qishan Sect on the stage, also turned green and green.

For a moment, Wu Zixu felt that the Bihong Sword in his hand was very hot...

How could this girl know such a distinguished guest? ? ?

Such a noble person is actually willing to let Bai Qingying use his sword? ?

In the eyes of Jianghu people, weapons are their lives, and they are closer than their wives. Wifes can be used by others, but weapons cannot.

Because your wife may betray you because of some interests, but the weapon will never betray you from the day it follows you. .

Wu Zixu looked at Bai Qingying in confusion.

At this time, Bai Qingying looked at the black narrow knife floating in front of her eyes with a confused expression.

The shape of the knife is indeed a bit rare. It is much narrower than the common knives I see, and the handle of the knife is one foot long. Counting the handle, the knife is four feet long, narrow and long...

She hesitated for a moment, then stretched out her hand to the knife, took a gentle breath, and slowly pulled out the knife.

"sulfuric acid!!"

As the knife was pulled out, the face of the narrow knife was revealed, and Bai Qingying trembled slightly after seeing the blade clearly.

She is not ignorant.

The Bihong Sword is a sword of excellent quality, just because there are formation patterns on the sword body, and there are three formation patterns!

It is already a rare treasure in the world.

Can……

The knife in front of me has dense formation patterns all over the blade! !

Although there are many formation patterns, it does not affect the smoothness of the entire knife at all. On the contrary, because of these formation patterns, the appearance of the knife looks more mysterious and simple, which people dare not despise.

As the whole sword was unsheathed, the scabbard floated out gently, and finally fell into Lu Yuanzhi's hand under the ring.

The knife was still in Bai Qingying's hand on the ring.

Bai Qingying quietly felt the feeling after taking the knife.

The knife was not heavy, but the handle was very long, requiring her to hold it with both hands.

The moment she held the knife, her beautiful eyes suddenly opened wide, her face full of disbelief, and even her rouged red lips opened slightly.

Her voice sounded so shocked:

"God...artifact!!"

Just now, she felt the emotion coming from the knife, which was an unspeakable emotion.

An emotion that only the person holding the knife can feel.

It was a feeling of great dissatisfaction.

It seems that he is dissatisfied with being used by such a weak weakling...

Fortunately, her voice was not loud, and Wu Zixu, who was closest to her, did not understand what she said.

"Even if there is a great master behind you, you still have to make an explanation for our weapon..."

When Wu Zixu said this, his confidence was obviously lacking.

Bai Qingying had a magical weapon in her hand to help her, so naturally her momentum would not be weakened. Her face returned to coldness, she looked at Wu Zixu opposite her and said:

"Don't worry, Mr. Bai is not a bully, and the relationship between me and that person is not enough for him to take action for me. And didn't you just say that it all depends on his ability."

Hearing Bai Qingying's words, Wu Zixu felt a little more at ease. It seemed that he was overthinking it. It seemed that the grand master was just looking at the weak girl on the stage without weapons, and lent her the weapons out of a sense of justice.

"In that case, let's get started!"

Wu Zixu had the Bihong Sword in his hand to help him, and his whole body became energetic. He looked at Bai Qingying like a cat looking at a mouse.

Bai Qingying, on the other hand, was ready and her hand holding the narrow knife tightened slightly.

The next moment, Wu Zixu stood up and attacked Bai Qingying...

But the black narrow knife in Bai Qingying's hand started to tremble, and a surge of excitement flowed into her heart along Bai Qingying's hand.

(End of this chapter)