Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

In the western part of the desert city, in a courtyard of the government house, it has been covered by the beast and the left.

The tables and chairs in the courtyard were placed neatly, and more than two hundred people who passed the second round of candidates were gathered together from different empires.

The Tang Dynasty is with the Tang Dynasty, and the Chu State is with the Chu State. After all, the talents of the country are the most familiar.

There will inevitably be competition between geniuses, and the local warriors will gather together, and here is equivalent to being a group.

Nearly 300 people from all over the world, the warriors of Qin State were slightly embarrassed, except Duanmu Qing, Hua Yunfei, Qi Chengxue, Ji Changkong, four people, plus some of the leaders from the emperor, the number is only a dozen people.

Compared with several other countries and dozens of people, the gap is very obvious. Even if it is added, Xiao Chen and Chu Chaoyun, who have not yet arrived, can't break the number of 20 people.

When the eyes of several countries around the country swept their eyes to Hua Yunfei and others, their eyes flashed from time to time.

From time to time, whispered, let a few people in Daqin feel embarrassed.

In fact, the Qin country is rare, and it has been in the bottom of the four empire for a long time. There were no even those who broke into the top 100 in the last five-nation tournament.

Unfortunately, there are provisions in the five-nation hegemony, and the royal family can't participate. Otherwise, there is no pressure to win the top 20 at least.

The royal family of each country is self-contained, and it is reported that they can directly communicate with the upper bounds and have their own good fortune.

Therefore, the invitation letter of this ancient tower is also the same as the five-nation competition, and will never be sent to the hands of the royal families.

"Liu Yong, I haven't seen you for three years. I have a rare meeting this time. I wonder if your sword will still be able to win."

At this time, Zhou Wei, a warrior from Xia State, was full of momentum and said to a son of Tang.

This gathering, to put it bluntly, is a process in which everyone explores each other before the war.

There are countless acquaintances in the field, and I want to know how the other party is progressing, and then estimate their strength and how much chance to get 20 places.

There are so many people coming, half of them are looking at the face of Zuo Mo, and the other half is more important of the 20 places.

Liu Yong of Tang Guo, got up and chuckled: "I have this intention. I can defeat you a year ago. After one year, I can still defeat you."

call out!

With the derailment of the two, the voice of the discussion in the field immediately stopped, and the eyes gathered in the past.

In the battle of Fujian and Taiwan, everyone may be an opponent, able to understand the strength in advance, and reasonable evasion will save a lot of effort.

Hey!

In the courtyard, the sword was swaying, and the two quickly fought together, and all kinds of swords were constantly being used.

The scene is quite different. For a time, no one can help. Liu Yong has some unexpected words: "One year, I can’t think of you successfully comprehending the sword meaning, and even more trained to the sword, 30%, not simple!"

Zhou Wei swayed his sword to the extreme, and he was slightly proud of his words: "One year's time is enough to change a lot of things. If you do this, then you will meet me in the battle, but you will admit defeat early."

boom!

Zhou Wei’s sword in his hand suddenly trembled, and a more powerful sword was sprayed out, and even the sword gas became a bit more fierce.

Hey!

Between the swords and the wielding, Liu Yong forced a few steps back, and the advantage on the scene suddenly began to think Zhou Wei tilted.

"This is a 50% sword!"

The warrior who watched the court outside, whispered softly, and the sword became the sword. It was already the peak of the sword, and as long as he passed this hurdle, it was the sword of Dacheng.

The ordinary swordsman, so old to reach 50% of the sword meaning, is already very powerful, it is no wonder that this dare to challenge Liu Yong.

It turned out that with such a sigh of relief, it was relieved.

Liu Yong's face is also slightly changed, but it quickly returns to normal, a faint smile: "Fifty percent of the sword? I have already reached it six months ago, you should have just reached it."

boom!

The sword was also up, and the momentum immediately pulled back, and the mastery of the sword was better than Zhou Wei.

In addition to comprehending the artistic conception than the other side, the moment has occupied a comprehensive advantage, Zhou Wei does not know when it can only resist hard.

After one hundred strokes, Liu Yong looked at the condensed eyes and found a flaw. The long sword stabbed the other side's face. The sword was fierce and fierce.

Zhou Wei was shocked and quickly took the sword back to resist. Who knows that Liu Yong is just a sham, and at the moment he receives the sword, the sword slams forward.

Hit him on the wrist, immediately scratched a scar, the sword came out, Liu Yongzhen took the step forward, the cold sword was placed on Zhou Wei's neck.

"Acceptance, Zhou Xiong, it seems that you have been practicing this year. It is best not to encounter good battles in the battle against Taiwan."

Liu Yong laughed and took the sword back to the sheath, and all the words Zhou Wei told him were returned to the other party.

Zhou Wei was somewhat frustrated and returned to his desk. Several friends next to him immediately comforted: "Don't be discouraged, your sword is 50%, and the artistic conception of the wind has also realized that Xiaocheng has reached the peak. Take twenty. The quota is still a bit hopeful."

Zhou Wei smiled bitterly: "It's okay, just let me see myself more. I thought that although I was not the top few people, and the wind, Jiang Zimo, Chu Tomb and other people can't compare, but the top 20 still More than enough."

"I didn't expect to have such an ending, I am making progress, others are making progress!"

In the field, several people came to each other to discuss each other. Among them, Jiang Zimo, Chu Tomb, and Muxin Yatian Palace were the three young masters.

There is also a battle between Yan Shaoxuan and Xia Xiyan, and the match between Dingfeng and Laojia’s Zuo Mo is the most eye-catching.

The strength of these people is recognized by all as the best in the field. After a big battle, people have become more determined.

Even after Liu Yong saw the competition between Dingfeng and Zuo Mo, he shook his head and sighed slightly: "I am not as good as him. If I run into him, I will admit defeat immediately, saving my energy and coping with the next battle."

Hua Yunfei and others in the Daqin side of the country looked very ugly, and thought that even with people from other countries, the gap would not be so great.

At least it is still a bit of a roundabout opportunity. After a few big battles, I shook my head and sighed. The dark road was really sitting in the sky.

boom!

A warrior from the Imperial Capital of the Great Qin Dynasty was kicked out by a swordsman from the Tang Dynasty. His mouth was covered with blood stains and his face looked very painful.

The swordsman shook his head and said: "The military of the Great Qin State, the strength is still not good, sorry, I should not find you a challenge."

This is a good story, but it can be heard in the ears of Hua Yunfei and others, but it is even more uncomfortable than shame.

"Don't go, I Huayunfei challenges you!"

Hua Yunfei’s face was gloomy, and he stood up and held a **** sword and slowly walked toward the swordsman.

The swordsman glanced at Hua Yunfei and solemnly said: "You are stronger than him, I accept your challenge!"

boom!

The two fight together, Hua Yunfei knows that the other party is not able to cope with it. When he is on the court, he will kill the sword and the sword will be the best. The sky will be full of red light and the blood will smash.

The swordsman did not change his face, stepping back step by step, resisting the continuous offensive of Hua Yunfei.

When you can't retreat, you stop and shake your head. "It's a very powerful martial art. Unfortunately, you can't even comprehend the sword. It's a waste of martial arts, and it's defeated!"

The sword was rushing, and the swordsman's momentum suddenly rose sharply. The swordsmanship became soaring. Only one sword swayed Hua Yunfei's attack. The long sword left a faint blood mark on his face.

Then the sword quickly flew back. If it wasn't for the mercy, Hua Yunfei was under this sword and was killed on the spot.

Ji Changqiu rises up and looks at the humanity: "Ji Changkong, can you teach you a good move!"

The swordsman had not answered yet. A knife friend next to him, got up and smiled: "Two games in Lien Chan, can I help you block?"

"Yes, Shi Yong will give it to you!"

The swordsman nodded and agreed. When he returned to his seat, he closed his eyes and raised his mind. He did not care too much about winning two games.

In his view, the person who won the big Qin State is not worthy of his pride.

Yu Cheng Xue whispered: "It's good, it's a full-scale battle, so you can lose your heart."

Shi Yong smiled and said: "Don't say big words make people laugh, win it and talk about it!"

call out!

Ji Changkong preemptively launched an attack, the star swordsmanship, waving out, and the stars linger in the whole body.

But the knife cutter, but did not care too much about the other party's vision, shouted, and directly smashed the past.

He was repaired to be taller than Ji Chang, and with the overbearing knife method, it was enough to crush the other side.

Hey!

After several hard fights, Ji Changkong’s arm was shocked by numbness, and the chest was even more painful. Knowing that the vitality was worse than the other party, it was a little worse.

Not hiding the strength, combining his two swords and swords, finally recovered a little disadvantage.

The knifeman smiled and said: "It's a bit interesting, but the sword of 20% is impossible to see here, you still lose!"

Above the blade, suddenly blasted a gust of wind, this knife customer finally made all his strength.

Hey!

Ji Changkong has three swords in the end, and finally he can't resist it. The long sword in his hand is flying directly, flying fast toward the outside of the courtyard.

Underneath also thought that he had a sacred soldier, how much can make some of the limelight into the snow, watching Ji Changkong directly swept away the long sword, his face changed slightly.

Drinking tea with a bow, when you don’t see anything, it’s a complete heart.

"Let's accept it, Daqin's aura is not enough, and the competition is not big. Even if the days wait for each other, it is much worse than the geniuses of other countries."

"In the era of the burgeoning of this warrior, you are destined to be a supporting role." Shi Yong said with a blank expression.

Ji Changkong was unwilling, but he had to admit that the other party did tell the truth.

Hey!

At this time, outside the courtyard door, suddenly a melodious sword screamed, creaking, crisp and bright.

Everyone quickly turned their eyes to the past, only to see the door, a knife in a white robe, with a finger holding a long sword.

The strength of the long sword is great, but the knife is only two fingers. Randomly gripping the tip of the sword, the blade is unable to advance half a point, and trembles in the air.

Shi Yong's face changed slightly. His last three fears were all-powerful. It was his most devastating killing. He was so clear that he was so powerful.

The long sword that he flew, at least his peak hit, half the power.

If you avoid it, it is not unusual. After all, the speed has slowed down, but this person only uses **** to clamp the tip of the sword, and it is blocked at will, which makes people a little unbelievable.