The Immortal Taoist

"I didn't expect that, in the first test, it was our turn to be a sword!"

Duan Zhenghui's face was heavy, and two of the five forces were chosen. The probability of the sword of the slashed sword was not great. Unfortunately, they were not lucky. In the first test, they chose the Sword of Heaven. If the slashing sword is defeated, then the first round is the bottom of the sword.

The sword fight conference is better than luck and luck. Poor luck, poor strength, live the last one. In the past, the swordsman of the celestial sword was counted first, because both of them were bad. I didn't expect this time to be even worse. In the first game, there was a cracked sword.

The disciples of Xuanwu Jianzong are a look of excitement. On the epee gate and Anshan, they will lose. They are not sure about the swords of Zhenwu. However, they are confident in the swords of the Upper Skull.

After they have decided to fight, the next match will be without them. In other words, if Xuanwu Jianzong wins the Sword of Heaven, then they are at least the third, not the fourth. The next match is to choose two from the other three forces that did not participate in the test.

"It seems that this year's first round of the test, we can only get a fourth sword." Fortunately, there is a cracked sword, so the psychology is balanced!"

The disciples of Zhenwu Jianzong are extremely unsightly. The split-day Jianzong and Xuanwu Jianzong are all in the first test, then the next object they are trying to test will only be the Epee Gate or Anshan. Whether it is against Shanganshan or the Epee Gate, the Zhenwu Jianzong will be defeated.

"The garbage of the cracked swords, I am waiting for you on the sword platform, who will go first?"

A disciple of Xuanwu Jianzong went directly to the sword table. Xuanwu Jianzong also has five true disciples who are coming to the top. The first appearance is naturally weak. After all, the strongest, definitely stay at the end.

The first one to play, the most disadvantaged, the test on the sword table can have no rest time. Defeat one and the second will play soon. Even if it is stronger, after several battles, there is certainly not much left.

"Who are we going first?"

Huang Fuer, Luo Zhener, and Hao Ran, Zhuo Bufan looked at each other. The first one to appear was definitely one of them. Among them, there is no doubt that Lingdao’s strength is the strongest.

"The wicked Xuanwu Jianzong disciple, I will go up and teach them!"

Suddenly stunned, but it was first on the sword. Whether it is Duan Zhenghui or Zhuang Xin and others, they all looked at the past. Suddenly and the Xuanwu Jianzong disciple, it was the first battle of the Fighting Sword Conference.

"You are not my opponent, don't waste time, hurry up the sword!"

The Xuanwu Jianzong disciple sneered a sneer, and then he took out the steel sword. He looked scornful, and he didn't look like he was in the eye. It’s just the age of blood and blood. When you see this attitude, it’s natural that the sword has attacked the past.

"Look at the sword!"

The awe-inspiring sword is good, and it is okay to deal with people with poor strength. To deal with the strength and his similarity, it is somewhat reluctant, and the strength against him is stronger than that. He is not the kind of sage gentleman who cares about the world. Naturally, he can't be trained into a true heroic sword.

"The disciple of the sword of the cracker, the strength is really bad! Give me a defeat!"

After dozens of rounds of the war, it was obvious that some could not hold it. The Xuanwu Jianzong disciple laughed aloud, but he was attacking the attack, and a sword followed a sword. It was only a moment, but it was an unstable figure and was eventually swept away by a sword.

In the first battle, the slashing swordsman’s sorrow was defeated, and the Xuanwu Jianzong disciple won. Suddenly, his face was defeated, and he shyly walked toward the place where Ling Dao and others were. He was the first to appear, but he did not expect to be defeated.

"Where are the ones from the **** of the sword?"

The victorious Xuanwu Jianzong disciple is actually a little tired, but his look is extremely excited. Huangfuer snorted, but pulled out the steel sword and walked up toward the sword.

"I come!"

The voice of Huangfuer has just fallen, it is a strong shot. Her swordsmanship turned into a major wave of impact. If the Xuanwu Jianzong disciple does not have the previous consumption, he may be able to defeat the emperor, but unfortunately it is impossible now.

However, Huang Fuer also spent a lot of effort to defeat the Xuanwu Jianzong disciple. The swordsmanship of Xuanwu Jianzong is itself based on defense. Although Huang Fuer defeated his opponent, he did not have the ability to continue fighting.

"Next, let me go!"

Zhuo Bufan strode to the sword platform, his opponent is another Xuanwu Jianzong disciple. The two have no more words, and they are directly out of the sword. Zhuo Bufan's sword is good, but unfortunately this Xuanwu Jianzong disciple is more tyrannical than the one just.

After a quarter of an hour, Zhuo Bufan’s gasping gasp was no longer able to beat his opponent. The Xuanwu Jianzong disciple launched a more violent offensive, and Zhuo Bufan hit the sword.

"It seems that I can only be on!"

Luo Zhener bit his teeth, but he stepped onto the sword. Her fog sword is strange and unpredictable, but now she faces a Xuanwu Jianzong disciple, but she is a headache. After all, her attack is not strong.

This is a war of attrition, and it took half a hour. Whether it is Luo Zhener, or the Xuanwu Jianzong disciple, they are all tired and can't stand up. In the end, they all bite their teeth and fight to the end. Both of them have no strength to continue fighting.

Up to now, the slashing swords have already dispatched four disciples, and Xuanwu Jianzong has dispatched two disciples. There is only one Lingdao in the Sword of Heaven, and three disciples are left in the Xuanwu Jianzong. No matter how you look at it, the Sword of Heaven will be defeated.

"Split-day Jianzong is still a cracked sword, and every year participates in the sword-sword conference, the role is just the bottom!"

"I thought that the sword of the **** could be ashamed and brave. I didn't expect this time of the sword fight, and the sword of the **** still had to bottom out!"

Under the sword, everyone discussed it. Now everyone thinks that the sword of the **** will be defeated. Xuanwu Jianzong is definitely the winner. Then, the first round of the test, the cracked sword is the last.

"Duan Zongzhu, thank you! If you don't meet your cracked swords, we can't really win the Xuanwu Jianzong, hahaha..."

The voice of the Xuanwu Swordsman was very loud, and many people were heard. He deliberately satirized Duan Zhenghui, who deliberately made Duan Zhenghui ugly. If there is no Lingdao, Duan Zhenghui will definitely be angry, but now Duan Zhenghui is sneer in his heart.

"After waiting for Lingdao, you probably won't laugh!"

Duan Zhenghui silently said to himself, in fact, he did not absolutely grasp, only can choose to believe in Lingdao!

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