Deity of the Cursed Sword

Chu Tian walked down the ring with a warm cheer, smiling. The female disciples of Xiaozhufeng rushed forward to wipe the sweat, took the sword, Chu Tian was surrounded by the girls, and slowly away ...

"Heaven--!"

The disciple named Xu Hu burst into tears and burst into tears.

He has been more than half a year old, and now he hasn't even touched the girl's hand. Chu Tian's momentum makes him feel so good!

The white-haired elders in the ring came down and patted Xu Hu's shoulder, and said meaningfully: "Be patient. The history of Qingyunmen's bachelor has begun a hundred years ago. Sad, more than you One person ... "

The gray-haired old man shook his head, but he was helpless with the desolation of his bachelor.

Xu Hu nodded tearfully, sad ...

…

Chu Tian's first game was over.

Originally, he was the lord of the imperial prince, and the man who sat on par with the old man Dao Xuan, how could there be no momentum? From the perspective of Chu Tian, ​​the cheerleaders of Xiaozhufeng are purely normal.

So, the next day, a disciple of Longshoufeng met Chu Tian, ​​also in a panic, Chu Tian was knocked off the ring, and wept again ... The reason for crying was not because of failure, but because of envy that Chu Tian could live in Xiaozhu peak!

Then, on the third day ...

The game entered the third round.

After the end of this round, you can decide the top eight of the seven pulses.

At present, after two rounds of elimination, the only ones who can stay are the nearly a thousand disciples of Qingyunmen. 16 disciples went to each ring to compete in the top eight.

…

"Gen" is the ring.

Chu Tian stood on the ring platform, covered with spring breeze.

The female disciple Xiaozhufeng under the stage cheered all the time. Chu Tian also walked to the edge of the ring from time to time, playing with some female disciples, laughing and joking.

"Heaven! Yes, I secretly went down the mountain to buy you grapes!"

"Well! It's delicious, it's delicious!"

Chu Tian took a bite away, the grapes were in his mouth, a look of enjoyment.

The referee standing on the edge of the ring was almost frosty.

Where did this guy come to play! Obviously come to pick up girls!

After clearing his throat, the referee said: "Okay, let's start the game!"

Chu Tian then greeted the women, turned around, and looked at his opponent. It doesn't matter if it doesn't look, at first glance, Chu Tian is really stunned!

He is thin and thin, his face yellow and thin, and he holds a root to eat souls. Isn't this Zhang Xiaofan?

Because he claimed that the world was invincible, what kind of battle table, Chu Tian never looked, unexpectedly, actually faced the protagonist in Zhu Xian. Zhang Xiaofan is binocular now, a cowardly and cowardly look. The cheers of Xiaozhufeng's female disciples made the timid Zhang Xiaofan suffocate!

Chu Tian clenched his fists: "Xiaozhu Feng, Chu Tian! Please enlighten me!"

Zhang Xiaofan froze for a moment, and then he recovered, saying, "Big, big, big bamboo peak, Zhang, Zhang Xiaofan!"

A dark-skinned burning stick held in his hand, Zhang Xiaofan's momentum seemed so weak. But Chu Tian is very clear. Taiji Xuanqing Dao Yuqing's four levels of cultivation, together with this anti-sky burning stick, Zhang Xiaofan has been able to compete with Yuqing Jing Bazhong's masters.

Chu Tiandao: "Brother Zhang, start."

Zhang Xiaofan nodded cautiously, but he still looked a little bit stubborn.

Chu Tian waved his left hand at random, and a Taiji figure appeared. Although Zhang Xiaofan's behavior was scum, but the soul eater was a reluctant magic weapon. Chu Tian raised a little interest.

Taiqing is booming, as if the fire is burning. With Chu Tian pushing gently, Tai Chi figure rushed towards the opposite Zhang Xiaofan! The burning flame grows in the wind, and in the blink of an eye, it turns into a raging fire, covering half of the ring in it!

All the disciples suddenly opened their eyes!

In the first two contests, Chu Tian won by one stroke, and it is unclear how powerful he is.

However, now with a wave of his hand, the exquisite combination of Tai Chi and Fire Department Taoism instantly made all the disciples stupefied. They are far behind the perfect control of the fire!

A disciple in the audience immediately shocked: "Not good! Can Dazhufeng's disciples stop it!"

"Yeah! Dangerous!"

"..."

Everyone thought that Zhang Xiaofan would also be like the first few people. When he fell off the ring, Zhang Xiaofan stubbornly erected a soul eater.

At the top of the soul eater, the blood-sucking beads emit a faint, cold breath, which is completely different from the raging fire. Zhang Xiaofan actually didn't expect to be able to stop this trick at all, he just wanted to prove that he was not so good.

Above the Soul Eater, a Taiji gossip figure slowly emerged. The cyan light collided with the flame-

"boom--!"

Sparks were shining, and a splendid glory lit up on the ring. Zhang Xiaofan's blue light collided with Chu Tian's flame and stepped back step by step, but Chu Tian's flame also slowly weakened.

Slowly stalemate, when Zhang Xiaofan retreated to the edge of the ring, he finally blocked Chu Tian's move. Sweating, Zhang Xiaofan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Actually, blocked."

Zhang Xiaofan couldn't believe it himself.

Looking at the burning fire stick connected to his blood, Zhang Xiaofan took a deep breath and looked at Chu Tian again in the distance.

Chu Tianzheng stood with a smile, the wind roared, and the robe was flying.

I just stood there and didn't attack. The expression seemed as if no one in the world looked at it. In Zhang Xiaofan's heart, there was a sudden anger!

Brilliant light appeared on the soul eater, as if echoing it!

By what! Why does everyone look down on him!

Why can't he!

By what!

With a loud roar, Zhang Xiaofan's soul-eating came out and rushed towards Chu Tian in the distance. The realm of exorcism, especially for Zhang Xiaofan, who has a soul eater, is simply a qualitative rise in strength!

Because, there are soul eaters!

The little stick quickly flew towards Chu Tian, ​​leaving a blurry shadow in the air. Chu Tian looked at the Soul Eater with a smile, and said in a faint way: "Barely."

The right hand stretched out, a ray of light shining. In front of Chu Tian, ​​the soul-eating bloodthirsty force was not enough to watch. Chu Tian gave a light palm and patted it.

"boom--"

Soul Eater slammed and fell to the ground, completely dimmed with a single blow. Chu Tian shook his head helplessly.

Although the magic weapon is strong, the user is too weak.

Chu Tian's body flickered and flew towards Zhang Xiaofan like lightning. Among Zhang Huangfan's illusions, he quickly recalled Soul Eater. Holding it tightly, in front of Zhang Xiaofan, the sudden emergence of Taiji Xuanqing Dao again.

Chu Tiandao said: "Hey! Miscellaneous but not pure, strong foundation, but poor use!"

A blue light floated on Chu Tian's hand, and his right hand was suddenly embedded into the Tai Chi picture from a certain point in a very clever rhythm, without any hindrance!

Even a slight flaw can become a breakthrough gap!

With a slight twist of his finger, Chu Tian grabbed Zhang Xiaofan's Soul Eater. The Soul Eater seemed to be suppressed. The blue light circulated on it. Zhang Xiaofan was also shocked, and the inexplicable anger suddenly disappeared again.

"The magic weapon, it's not used like this." Chu Tian said suddenly and forcefully!

Seeing the scene where Chu Tiansheng was winning the magic weapon, all the disciples under the stage were crazy!

It ’s enough to take away the magic weapon. It ’s such an understatement. And many female disciples suddenly burst into thunderous applause!

"Chu Tian! Must win!"

"Chu Tian! Must win!"

"Chu Tian! Must win!"

"..."

A huge cheer appeared instantly behind Zhang Xiaofan. Zhang Xiaofan was hazy and confused. Under the loud noise, a sudden agitation, his footwork was unstable, and he took a step back—

Zhang Xiaofan, who had no way to retreat, stumbled over the low fence, and suddenly fell down.

"Boom!"

The scene was silent for a moment.

The referee was dumbfounded, and Chu Tian also froze. Actually, scared ... fell down?

Several female disciples of Xiaozhufeng spit out a small tongue at Chu Tian with embarrassment and smiled gleefully.

The referee thought for a while and then said: "In this game, Xiaotian Zhu Chutian won!"