Banished Disciple’s Counterattack

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"That's the six-pulse supernatural power." On the one side, Chu Xuan'er whispered, "Take the energy of the six veins and turn the gas into a sword in your body. According to what you see, it is indeed a mystery that hurts others first, but Its power is overbearing. "

"Why is this?" Ye Chen frowned again. "It hurts people and hurts themselves first. Over time, it must turn into a road injury.

"You think wrong." Chu Xuan'er smiled slightly. "The six-pulse magical power was created by the Xuantian Taoists, and Duan Yu is the descendant of Xuantian Yimai. The world thinks that practicing this kind of hurting people first hurts them. Mystery can damage the foundation, and it can also evolve into Tao injury over time, but this is not the case with the mystery of the Six Veins Supernatural Powers. "

"I don't understand." Ye Chen looked at Chu Xuaner in doubt.

"In the early stages of practicing the Six-pulse Excalibur, self-injury is essential, because this secret technique is indeed overbearing, but once it is on the right track, the so-called self-injury sword gas in the body becomes a secret method for tempering the meridians of the skeleton. For example, your own skeleton meridians are like scrap iron, and the self-harmful sword is like a hammer that beats iron. After hardening it, you can cast steel bars. This is different from your Heavenly Burning Body. wonderful."

"So it is." Ye Chen flashed a hint of enlightenment in his eyes, and he couldn't help looking at the battlefield again.

Fei Lei Jian Jue!

Six-veined Excalibur!

With two soft beeps, Han Jun and Duan Yu have already performed their work at the same time.

On one side, Han Jun ’s Fei Lei Jian Jue is the dazzling and powerful sword.

On one side, Duan Yuyi pointed out that the Six-pulse Sword Jianmang was humming, the sword was overflowing, and it had unmatched power.

lb!

In the spotlight, the two swords collided together, and the dazzling light burst suddenly, making it difficult to compete for a while.

"Duan Yu actually blocked Han Jun's Fei Lei Jian Jue. It's really not easy." There was a sound of surprise in the four parties. We must know that Han Jun's strength is far above Duan Yu's confrontation.

"The power of the Six-pulse Sword is really not weak, but Duan Yu's kid should be uncomfortable!" Someone has looked at Duan Yu and saw that Duan Yu's mouth had already overflowed with blood.

"It hurts people to hurt themselves first. The mystery is too bad." Someone shook his beard and shook his head.

"Six-veined Excalibur is truly extraordinary." Ye Chen couldn't help but exclaim.

You know, Duan Yu's strength is far inferior to that of Han Jun, but he does not fall behind in the secret combat. This has shown a problem, that is, the power of the Six-pulse Excalibur is definitely better than Feilei Jianjue.

Huh!

In the discussion, Han Jun's flying thunder sword was bright, occupying the upper hand, crushing Duan Yu's six-pulse sword mang.

puff!

The blood piled up, and Duan Yu's body was penetrated on the spot and fell down the battle platform.

"Brother." Situ Nan hurriedly got up and brought the severely injured Duan Yu back.

"Zheng Yangzong Han Jun, wins." On the stage, Wu Changqing's voice was exceptionally high-pitched, saying that he had not forgotten the drama and glanced at Heng Yuezong's direction.

"Heng Yuezong has lost three games." The Quartet forces also cast their pity on Yang Dingtian.

"This is only three games, and there are four games in the back." Shangguan Bo Shangguan Bo booed, "Nine true disciples in the first round of the knockout round will be brushed down to seven, Heng Yuezong may not be able to reach the final and will be full The army is gone. "

Hey!

Feeling the sympathy and ridicule of the Quartet, Yang Dingtian only had a helpless sigh.

"Zhengyang Zongji Ningshuang and Heng Yuezong Yang Bin, came to the showdown." On the stage, Wu Changqing's words sounded again.

As soon as this word came out, the argument was instantly annihilated. All the people in the room except the Zhengyang Sect flashed a light in their eyes, and even the old man Zhuge who sat on the chair and sat slightly upright, Bi You aside, suddenly opened his eyes.

"Xuan Ling's body must be stunning Quartet." Cheng Kun on the high seat, leisurely turned the thumb on the thumb, glanced at the Quartet playfully.

On the seat of Zhengyang Sect, Ji Ningshuang has slowly got up, her clothes are fluttering, the three thousand blue silk is flowing like water, windless and automatic, entangled with Guanghua, she is just like an ordinary fairy.

In the spotlight, Ji Ningshuang lifted his jade foot lightly, stepped down, and was already on the stage.

"Only in this way, no one can reach the three true disciples." The sounds of astonishment from the Quartet continued.

On the seat of Heng Yuezong, Ye Chen looked at Ji Ningshuang, and Xianlun's eyes could not help but narrow his eyes.

However, what surprised him was that he couldn't see Ji Ningshuang through her. It seemed that there was a mysterious power covering her body, not even his fairy wheel eyes could be seen.

Ye Chen frowned. Although Ji Ningshuang didn't have the slightest spiritual fluctuation, he could really feel the pressure. Her depth was unfathomable, mysterious and powerful.

Compared to him, Liu Yi, Nie Feng and Nangong Yue beside him also frowned.

"Even if I was at the peak, I was still inferior to her." Liu Yi said the first.

"I'm obviously a person. How do I feel like she's a big mountain, which makes me a little breathless." Ye Ruxue frowned.

"I think she looks like a deep abyss, bottomless." Shi Yan couldn't help but say a word.

"Looking at the three disciples, I'm afraid no one is her opponent." Duan Yu with a pale face said solemnly.

"Very strong, outrageous."

Of course, the most ugly face of them is Yang Bin, who is ranked seventh in the true biography, because he is Ji Ningshuang's disciple. Even Liu Yi said that the peak period was far worse than Ji Ningshuang, let alone him.

"Go try it!" Yang Dingtian glanced at Yang Bin.

Although timid, Yang Bin nodded his head, slowly got up, and jumped onto the stage with a scrutiny.

"Fuya, talk about it, that little baby called Yang Bin can support several rounds." Dong Huang in the void said with interest.

"That's it!" Fu Ya gently scratched his beard and groaned for a moment before he said, "At least three rounds! The worst is to support two rounds. Dangheng Hengyue passed the seventh, and it is impossible to lose one round. Come on! "

"Then how about we make a bet, I bet he can't survive a round."

"I bet three rounds."

At the time the two laughed, Yang Bin on the battle platform had taken out the spirit sword, his eyebrows lingered, and summoned his own destiny. Also, his palms were still sweaty.

Looking at the opposite Ji Ningshuang, she looked indifferent and said nothing, but just slightly moved away, sitting cross-legged in mid-air, less than a foot above the ground, and flicking the jade hand, took out a prime piano.

Her move surprised the Quartet spectators for a while,

Do you want to play the piano?

Uh ...!

When the Quartet was surprised, Ji Ningshuangyu flicked her hand and gently struck the strings.

Then, the sound of the piano sounded, and I came from Jiuxiao.

Ji Ningshuang's jade fingers were light and she moved the strings. She was like Jiu Xuan Nu, moving Jiu You Xian Qu.

There are no other noises here, some are just piano sounds.

A voiceless voice lingered around my ears, like snow fluttering, swaying like the wind, plucking sadness, groaning with desolation.

Everyone was attracted by the sound of the piano, and their mood was immersed in it. Many people subconsciously touched their faces and felt wet, only to discover that it was tears.

Below, in the seat of Hengyue, the disappointed Ye Chen shook his head and recovered his sobriety. He turned and glanced at Situ Nan. They were still immersed in the sound of the piano and looked confused.

"So terrible piano sound." Ye Chen frowned.

"Now you know how terrible Xuan Ling's body is!" Chu Xuan'er whispered. For a person like her, her mood would not be disturbed by Ji Ningshuang's piano sounds, otherwise Ji Ningshuang would be really psychic.

"Unsound mind, it will suffer chaos." Chu Xuan'er said lightly.