Inheritance of Endless Martial Spirit

Chapter 50 Sword Competition, Sword Competition, You Come Together
Today's welcome peak was unprecedentedly grand, and all the disciples recruited by the Qijuezong within ten days gathered here. Each of them was a genius selected from ten or even one in a hundred. With unique skills and amazing talent.

And when these thousands of talented disciples stand side by side on the Yingke Peak, pointing the country with high spirits, it can be said that everyone is like a tiger, and the momentum is shocking!

These disciples seem to be divided into three factions: one of the factions is headed by Fuying Tianjiao Dog Fire and Liaoyuan Sword Monarch Duanhong, who have already attracted 600 people, accounting for more than half of the civilian disciples. , there is a great momentum to unify the commoner disciples; in contrast, four to five hundred scattered warriors are temporarily uniting at this moment to resist the annexation of the Tianxia League.Although their total energy is not too inferior to the Tianxiameng, but they lack a truly charismatic leader, and it is difficult to concentrate their forces against the Tianxiameng, but they have fallen into a disadvantage at this time.

As for the third-party forces, they are the so-called noble disciples such as Ji Jing and Tiemu who directly use the Qijue Order to worship the Qijuezong. Most of them look down on these lowly commoner children in their hearts.At this time, each noble disciple led ten of his subordinates to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight, just like watching a play, wishing that the situation would be as chaotic as possible.

"Brother Ji Jing," Tie Mu looked very respectful in front of Ji Jing. After all, his family's family background and power were not enough in front of the Longmen Ji family, and the gesture was courting death. "You said, if we do this, can we Lure Shen Lin out? I'm afraid that if this guy shrinks back, it will be difficult."

"Hehe," a sneer sneered at the corner of Ji Jing's mouth, and he played with the jade pendant in his hand, "Hold back? If that's the case, it's better! Wait for the untouchable disciples of the Qijuezong to be in the hands of Inuhuo and your subordinate." Here, I will slowly control the power of the noble disciples, and for this session of the Qijuezong, don’t we have the final say?”

"That's right!" Tiemu's eyes lit up, "In this case, we can do whatever we want to deal with Huang Ge, that fat man and Shen Lin, just put on any thief hat, get some personal evidence, and deal with him Well, even Liu Chen can't say anything."

"Well," Ji Jing nodded slightly, with a hint of sternness in his eyes, "Now it depends on your subordinate and Inuhuo's ability to help the barbarians. If the two of them work together, at least Shen Lin must be destroyed!"

"Of course," Tie Mu said with a flattering smile, "After three days of guidance from Senior Brother Fei Lian, Duan Hong has now reached the peak of the second-rate, and even learned the three-style Flying Sword from Senior Brother Fei Lian The tactic is enough to compete with a master who is half-step master, and he is not lost to Shen Lin at all, plus the dog fire who is as famous as Shen Lin, the two of them work together, enough to deal with Shen Lin."

"That guy, Gouhuo, is too arrogant and too ambitious to be controlled." Speaking of Gouhuo, Ji Jing frowned slightly, and a hint of sternness flashed in his eyes, "This is a disobedient dog. Wait until Shen Shen gets rid of him." Lin, let Duanhong find a chance to get rid of him too, so as not to cause trouble in the future."

Tiemu's body trembled, he quickly lowered his head, and said respectfully: "Yes."

The story is divided into two parts. At this time, the conflict between Inuhuo Duanhong's Tianxiameng and other commoner disciples has begun to heat up sharply. Inuhuo is wearing the costumes of the disciples of the Seven Unique Sects, with a cloth-wrapped samurai sword on his waist, looking like a dragon and a tiger. He took the lead and walked towards the scattered disciples.

"Yue Lingfeng, do you still want to resist?"

"Gouhuo, don't bully others too much. We are not interested in your Tianxiameng. Being kind to others is also kind to yourself. I hope you don't go too far." A slightly calm voice sounded, but it was from a man with curly hair At the mouth of his mouth, his clothes fluttered, his hair was tied in a bun, his eyebrows were straight, and he was young, but at the age of 15, he was already quite elegant.

This is Yue Lingfeng, another monstrous Tianjiao in the disciple recruitment conference, ranked second in Tianjiao, only ranked fourth under Broken Rainbow.Because he is good at using swords, he is ancient and warm-hearted, and he has the style of an ancient gentleman. He is called "Meng Changjian" by this class of disciples, and he is also quite famous among this class of disciples.When the alliance in the world was powerful, it was he who took the initiative to stand up, integrate many disciples, and jointly resist the dog fire Duanhong and others. He can be described as a rare hero with both wisdom and courage.

"Haha, Yue Lingfeng, who do you think you are?" Quan Huo is five feet tall, which is considered short even for a 15-year-old man. Standing in front of Yue Lingfeng right now, he has to raise his head slightly to meet him. Yue Lingfeng looked at each other, but this did not affect his arrogant aura at all, "Don't forget, I am the No. 1 in this year's newcomer disciple recruitment conference. I want to integrate this year's commoner disciples and establish a world alliance." , what's wrong? Why do you block me? In terms of martial arts cultivation, I can defeat you with one hand."

"Hehe, but don't forget, there is still a first place in this recruiting conference!" Yue Lingfeng smiled slightly, "Senior Brother Shen Lin, who is a master of both swords and swords, is a hundred times stronger than you in terms of talent. I may not be able to stop you." You, but if he goes out, you will definitely fail."

"Eight Karma!" Quan Huo scolded angrily. This sentence really hit his sore spot. Regardless of the factor of inner demons, Shen Lin is indeed far superior to Quan Huo in terms of martial arts talent alone. Quan Huo said angrily, "Shen Lin You still want him to be your backing, that turtle with a shrunken head? Just a guy who can't deal with demons, his achievements in this life are just like that, how can he compare with my Tianjiao from the Great Fuying Empire? ?”

"It's good if he doesn't come, but if he does, I'll snatch his Heiyao Armor to go with my Shiquan Saber," Inuhuo was saying, with the samurai sword out of its sheath in his hand, attacking Yue Lingfeng. Go, actually used the way of sneak attack, completely disregarding the rules of the world, "Now, you should worry about yourself!"

The Shiquan samurai sword in Inuhuo's hands are all Fuying's high-level martial arts with wide opening and closing. , combined with Inuhuo's height which is lower than that of ordinary people, and specializing in the three ways of attacking people, this kind of martial skill is more vicious and difficult to guard against.

"Despicable!" Yue Lingfeng shrank his pupils, leaned back, and landed on the ground with one hand. The Shiquan knife had just been cut from the tip of his nose, and the cold air made all the hairs on his body stand on end.Yue Lingfeng's pupils shrank, and the three-foot green peak around his waist came out of its sheath, and in the blink of an eye, he made a move of Yungui Hongyuan, which narrowly avoided Quanhuo's knife, and at the same time pushed himself up with his palm.

However, in this way, Yue Lingfeng also messed up his body skills, but for a moment, Meng Changjian Yue Lingfeng, who had lost his chance, was already stretched to the limit by the dog fire, and the sword's momentum became chaotic, and he was about to lose soon.

At the top of Yingke Peak, Liu Chen looked at what Quanhuo was doing, and frowned: "It's against the original spirit of martial arts for such a villain to join my Qijuezong, Senior Brother Fei Lian, let such a person take charge of the Tianxia League , is it really appropriate?"

"Hehe," Fei Lian stood facing the wind with a three-foot green peak on his back, facing Liu Chen far away, "The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit, and the history books are free for the strong to write. Brother Liu Chen, if you don't have the heart of a hero, you'd better hide from the world and practice. Come on! Don't participate in this power struggle."

"Hehe," Liu Chen smiled slightly, "Senior Brother Fei Lian is very confident? Are you sure that Quan Huo and Duan Hong can control this class of disciples?"

Fei Lian said indifferently, "Whether it is possible or not, we'll just have to wait and see. Senior Brother Liu Chen doesn't need to think about meddling, otherwise, Junior Brother, I would like to pay for the humiliation I suffered three days ago."

The atmosphere was at a stalemate, but the two great talents once again confronted each other.

"Hehe." Suddenly, the corner of Liu Chen's mouth twitched, breaking the deadlock, "I won't make a move, because I don't need to intervene."

"Shangzhi Ritiao," Quanhuo yelled, the Shiquan Dao in his hand could barely see the light, it was as fast as lightning, and it was picked on the long sword in Yue Lingfeng's hand, and with a clean and sharp cut, it directly killed Yue Lingfeng. The Wenxin sword in his hand was lifted up into the air, and at the same time, his right foot flew up, trying to kick Yue Lingfeng out.

"Stop!" With a stern shout, a stern blue light came through the air, and with great force, it slashed at the dog fire. It was a precious sword, Leng Yue.

"Baga!" Quan Huo looked at the murderous, merciless throwing knife, and knew that the person who threw the knife would have no hold back. If he didn't resist this knife with all his strength, he might be pierced through the heart, and his soul would fly to the sky. outside.

In the end, Inuhuo stopped his figure, retracted the Shiquan Saber in his hand, and slashed at Qingguang Baodao.

"Clang," a clear and crisp sound of strikes sounded, Inuhuo retreated three steps, and just stopped the retreat, only to feel a huge shock in the tiger's mouth, almost bursting, and looking at the Shiquan knife, there was a bean-sized gap in the blade, obviously , in the confrontation just now, Leng Yue Baodao completely defeated Shiquan Dao.

"I'm here." On the other side of the Yingke Peak, a man in a blue and white gown walked slowly. His shoulder-length hair was disheveled in the wind, showing a different style. He wore a blue waistband. Zhu Xiao walked slowly, like a banished immortal, with an extraordinary demeanor.

"Competition of swords?" Shen Lin's eyes moved away from Gouhuo and turned to Duanhong, his tone was indifferent, as calm as water, and calm, "Or is it a competition of swords? Or if you all come together, if you can't win within ten moves, you will be defeated." Count me as defeated!"

[Hot-blooded, hot-blooded, [-]v[-], domineering declaration. 】

(End of this chapter)