Martial Arts Overlord

Wow ...

On the competition stage, the sound of water impact sounded. .

As soon as Qin Yue acted, he was judged as if they were two people. The blue sword was out of the sword, twisted, twisted and twisted, like a monster in the water, unpredictable and unable to capture it with the naked eye.

"So weird swordsmanship."

Luo Feng's eyes flashed different colors.

He Qin stood by Luo Feng's side, and Jian Guang reflected in his cold eyes, introducing:

"This is the flowing water swordsmanship of Bishui College. It is well-known for its variety. It is rumored that there are ninety-one changes.

Luo Feng nodded, not very worried.

Qin Yunxiu and Bing Ruolan are not equal, their victory depends on whose swordsmanship is higher, and Bing Ruolan's swordsmanship should not be defeated.

Huh!

Strange sword energy, extremely fast, blinking, seeing the stab towards Bing Ruolan's left shoulder, suddenly changed, straight Bing Ruolan's right hand.

This series of changes, electro-optic flint, unexpectedly surprised many people.

Although Bing Ruolan was not shocked, he moved his wrist and held the blue sword against him, which just blocked Qin Jun's weird blow.

Qin Yanmei's eyes froze. I didn't expect Bing Ruolan to respond so quickly, and she was just about to continue attacking.

However, Bing Ruolan's sword was not just defense.

"The clouds flow over the peak!"

Blocking Qin Yue's blow, Bing Ruolan's wrist moved, holding the blue sword, graceful figure flew out.

Bing Ruolan's figure is light and agile, mimicking a flowing cloud between the cliffs of Foshan, passing Qin Ying's sword, and Zhan Lanjian pierces straight out.

Qin Yue was not surprised that Bing Ruolan even fought back in despair.

"The rapids retreated!"

A bit on the toes, the figure of Qin Hui receded, and the blue sword laid a curtain of sword in front of him.

Bing Ruolan naturally would not let go of such an opportunity, Jianguang gathered, and the fastest star-chasing method of the Xingjian Sword was to catch up with the moon.

Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding ...

In an instant, the two swords fought a dozen times, bursting out countless Mars, dazzling.

The two beautiful swordsmen fought, albeit fiercely. However, he did not feel the slightest intention of killing, but it was pleasing to the eye, and everyone could not blink.

At the summit, Qin Hui was already a little-known kendo genius. Bing Ruolan was just a rising star. Many people were more optimistic about Qin Hui.

However, it was unexpected. The two had confronted each other more than ten times, but Qin Yue gradually fell into a disadvantage.

Luo Feng watched the two men fighting fiercely on the competition stage. Laughing: "If Lan wins."

He Qin nodded slightly, the swordsman confrontation, the victory and defeat are often instantaneous.

Bing Ruolan's desperate counterattack just now took the lead, which is enough to determine the outcome of this matchup.

With the confrontation, Qin Yun's face became more and more dignified, Bing Ruolan's sword realm was stronger than her imagination, and matched with the body. Flowing and agile, fast-moving like a wind, her Liuyun sword method is known to change in a variety of ways, and still can't keep up with the other party.

Huh!

With a sword, Qin Hui and Bing Ruolan pulled away, condensing:

"If this trick can't help you, I'll give in."

The voice did not fall. Qin Yue's wrist jittered sharply, and the cyan sword groaned and disappeared into the void.

Brush brush brush brush ...

Jian Qi did not dissipate, gathered frantically around Qin Yue. It seemed like a cyan mist.

The blue mist was getting bigger and bigger, wherever it passed, the air was immediately torn apart silently, and Bitai became scarred and scraped a foot lower!

"How many swords are there!"

The students nearby looked at the blue mist-filled contest, and all felt numbness in their backs. Take in the air.

Bingruo Landai's eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and her sapphire eyes were a little dignified, holding her sword quietly.

The cyan mist swelled sharply, and two or three breathing times had already diffused a small half of Biwutai.

At this moment Qin Qiang's forehead was sweating with sweat, his face was pink, and his breathing was short. This was obviously a huge drain.

Suddenly, there was a piercing sound from the contest.

"Liuyun Yingyue!"

Qin Yue's figure flickered, and a sword pierced, flashing like lightning, incredibly fast.

Uh ...

Almost at the same time, the cyan mist turned into more than a dozen Qin Yuan virtual shadows, and at the same time attacked Bingruo Lan.

"Good weird swordsmanship, flowing water and reflecting the moon, this is the highest state of flowing water swordsmanship. These figures are all transformed by sword spirit!" Some of the appraisal students who watched the battle exclaimed.

Luo Feng looked indifferent and smiled: "If Lan, I'm afraid I will use that trick."

"That trick?"

He Qin asked.

And at this moment, on the contest stage, the mutation suddenly emerged.

"Dream Phoenix Dances!"

Seeing Jian Qi fell on Bing Ruolan, a sudden bright Fengyin sounded on the platform.

Bingruo's blue skirt dances like a flying phoenix flying for nine days, and every step will leave a figure in place, all of them are lifelike, the sword in the hands is cold and the expression is different.

For a while, the whole contest was full of Bing Ruolan.

Uh ...

Jian Qi tore a few figures, but they were all illusions, and even a figure suddenly attacked, which almost hurt Qin Yue.

After several times, Qin Yue suddenly converged and said, "I lost."

Her swordsmanship was not comparable to the opponent's body style, she continued to stand still, and she had no chance of winning.

"Assign."

Bing Ruolan appeared three steps to the left of Qin Yue.

Qin Yan glanced in surprise, she didn't even notice when Bing Ruolan appeared on her side.

With a bitter smile, Qin Yi said: "It's a good posture, I'm willing to bow down. By the way, congratulations on your entering the Wu Kuibang list."

Bing Ruolan raised his eyebrows: "It is now the seventh round."

Qin Yun has a free-spirited personality. He didn't care too much about winning or losing. He inserted his sword back into the scabbard and laughed:

"Since you won me, no one in the eight groups is your opponent. Including Zhen Shan Hu He Wu."

Bing Ruolan smiled, but Qin Yue had something to say.

With Bing Ruolan winning, after a short silence on the court, a warm applause burst out.

Just after the war, the ups and downs can be described as thrilling.

At the same time, many people began to re-examine Bing Ruolan. Kendo and light body martial arts are so outstanding. Martial arts talent is naturally outstanding.

"Brother, this woman is not weak, you must be careful when you wait to meet her."

Xie Xuantong said to a juvenile with his back.

This teenager is Zhen Shan Hu He Wu, and he looked at Bing Ruolan with a glance. Slightly nodded:

"Thank you Brother for reminding me that I will definitely defeat her!"

Luo Feng's victory over Bing Ruolan is not surprising.

After experiencing the mermaid's illusion that night, Bing Ruolan's magical phoenix sky cloud dance has been completed, and his performance is only slightly worse than him.

In the eighth round, Luo Feng, He Qin and Bing Ruolan were all selected.

He Qin and Bing Ruolan met the opponent. The strengths are all unusual and easy to win.

Luo Feng's opponent is a late warrior with a heavy circle. Seeing Luo Feng as his opponent, he changed his face and conceded.

If you only have luck at one time, losing one enemy twice in a row is by no means an explanation of luck. Rather than be defeated by one move, it is better to admit defeat and retain some face.

In this regard, Luo Feng did not care. He saw Xu Tao, who had seen a few broken waves.

The opponent of Xu Tao is the youngest master Liu Xiangyi without a shadow Ye Siyi.

Luo Feng had some understanding of Xu Tao's strength, and thought he could support a few moves.

However, as soon as Xu Tao had boarded the contest, he was defeated by Ye Siyi with a clean sword. Not even the sword could be pulled out.

"It really is strong ..."

Looking at Ye Siyi who calmly walked down to Biwutai, Luo Feng's eyes flickered.

Xu Tao is the first master of Lanyue University, and his strength is still above Shi Fei's Xue Fei. He is well-known in the entire South Six collars, but he still can't stop Ye Siyi's sword.

However, Luo Feng knew that Xu Tao was not defeated. It's about degree.

Ye Siyi is too fast, like a shadow, unpredictable, and those who fight with her often fail before they have time to shoot.

"Xu Tao was defeated by one sword. Who will be Ye Siyi's opponent."

"Ye Siyi's light work is terrible. Eyes can't keep up, perception can't keep up. How can you fight her like this?"

"It seems that this time the list of Wu Kui is likely to be her. Only Yi Wuxue has a little hope of competition."

Everyone was shocked by Ye Siyi's amazing light work, and there was a lot of discussion.

"When it comes to degrees, the top ten young masters who can be compared with Ye Siyi should only have dove-eye and Korean stars." An assessment student looked at the seventh contestant.

Luo Feng is also observing the seventh competition platform at this moment. There is a young man with a golden long bow in his hand and sharp eyes.

"It's a bow repair, it's rare ..."

Looking at the boys on the competition stage, Luo Feng frowned.

He Qin approached and heard the words and fell on the young man holding the bow. "This person is called Han Xing. He Yunyun is a student of Tianfeng College, and the students of Tianfeng College are all Xiu Xiu. He ranked seventh at the Southern Six Leaders Summit. , Arrows are innocuous, known as dove-eyes. Once in a few miles, one arrow shot to kill a heavy martial artist in the spiritual circle! "

"This person is amazing!"

Luo Feng nodded.

Han Xing's opponent was a Tsing Yi swordsman. He obviously knew Han Xing. Once he was on the battlefield, he immediately drew his sword and approached Han Xing. He wanted to take advantage.

Surprisingly, Han Xing saw the Tsing Yi swordsman approaching, but did not evade. He sneered at the corner of his lips, and instead greeted him with a bow.

Seeing this scene, the Tsing Yi swordsman smiled confidently, fighting close-handed, he obviously has an advantage!

Huh!

Sanchi Qingfeng continued to stab left and right, and the four sword lights covered the key points of Han Xing's body.

Han Xingdu continued to rush into the sword.

suddenly.

The Tsing Yi swordsman looked shocked, his eyes widened, his face unbelievable.

In front of him, Han Xing was standing three steps away, the long bow in his hand had been pulled into a full moon, and a cyan yuan dart pointed directly at the forehead of the Tsing Yi swordsman.

The tip of the arrow is only one inch away from the forehead.

"you are dead."

Han Xing said indifferently, and put away the longbow.

Slap!

A drop of cold sweat fell from the nose of the swordsman in Tsing Yi. For a moment, he really felt the death threat.

"It really is a dangerous person."

Luo Feng narrowed his eyes and looked at the back of Han Xing.

Soon, the eighth round was over.

So far, only five people have a record of losing one enemy.

They are Ye Siyi, Yi Wuxue, Liu Changfeng, Xie Xuantong and Luo Feng.

The ninth round starts.

"Nine groups, Luo Feng fights against Xu!"