Advise Qingshan

Ye Zhuo was only stunned for a moment, then came back to his senses, saluted Zhu Bai Shiran, and said with a smile, "I am Ye Zhuo of Xiaquan Palace, and I would like to compete with Your Excellency."

The basic etiquette before the competition is to exchange the names of the masters, but Zhu Bai only glanced at him, then turned his eyes away, without any intention of greeting his opponent.

All the disciples couldn't help being surprised, "Is this from a long boat crossing the moon? Why is there no etiquette at all?"

Ye Zhuo's original intention was to lure him to say a few more words, and he didn't really want to fight, but Zhu Bai shouldn't, so he had no choice but to continue to procrastinate while his opponent treated him like nothing. Should you also have a word with me before?"

Zhu Bai still didn't respond, his black pupils spun mechanically, then focused on Ye Zhuo, and repeated, "Start?"

Ye Zhuo suddenly felt a bad feeling.

Sure enough, Zhu Bai didn't speak any more, Ye Zhu didn't even see his movement of drawing the sword clearly, and in a hurry, he took three consecutive photos of the power-strengthening talisman on his right arm, and the horizontal sword was drawn forward, and the whole person turned to the right side, barely brushing past The incoming sword,

Zhu Bai's sword missed, and he didn't stop, the sword energy swept the ground directly, and directly wiped out a palm-deep slit.

There was an exclamation on the field.

This ground is exclusively used for the Three Realms Grand Competition. There are countless spells on it, and it is not an ordinary mountain. In the previous countless competitions, even if it is Qingwan's cultivation, it has not hurt it at all.

Wen Xing suddenly stood up from his seat.

Zhu Bai obviously has a very high level of cultivation, it wasn't just a head-on collision, but just touching the edge, the already shocked Ye Zhuo's mouth was numb, he covered his sight with the big sleeve of his toga, quietly twisted a piece of magic movement with his left hand, and turned around Sweeping away Baizhang, after confirming that Zhu Bai couldn't attack so far, he smiled and said, "The little Daoist didn't even mention the teacher's inheritance, it's not good."

The Guangquzhai people snorted coldly, "His master is me!"

As soon as Guangqu opened his mouth, Zhu Bai stopped moving.

Ta Ling also sneered, "Your apprentice? You were still playing an ass when you were following Xianjun, shameless."

"Don't worry about that old man." Ye Ju kept turning around, keeping a distance from Zhu Bai, "Did you see which sword he used just now? It doesn't look familiar to me at all."

After all, sword spirits are sword spirits. There are swords first and then there are spirits. Sword spirits naturally reject other swords except the body. If you use other swords to fight, serious spirits will feel burned.

Ta Ling squinted his eyes, "I saw his sword. It's a black one. It doesn't seem to have any spiritual power. It's just like the one made by the blacksmith at the entrance of the village."

He paused, "Not only that, I think the sword moves are also like those taught by the blacksmith uncle, they look very clumsy."

There are countless seven swords of different lengths in the world. They turn around each other to form a sword formation to defeat the enemy. Each of them is clean and elegant, and the sword moves of Guan Guan have nothing to do with bulkiness.

Ye Zhuo said, "I'll take off his robe, and you can take a closer look at what happened."

Ta Ling frowned, "Take off his robe, you can't even enter his body."

"Hi," Ye Zhuo said, "No matter what, I'm still a swordsman."

The next moment Zhu Bai used the dust to cover up, and slashed upwards from the aura. Ye Zhuo's body swayed while his left sleeve fluttered, and swung a half-circle with the body shape symbol as the center, passing directly over Zhu Bai's head , He patted Zhu Bai's shoulder with his hand, turned over in the air with his strength, hooked his fingers around Zhu Bai's fox fur, and pulled off the cloak directly.

Zhu Bai didn't seem to notice it, he turned around like lightning, Ye Zhuo put his legs on the ground, retreated more than a hundred steps, but heard the commotion of the audience.

Under Zhu Bai's cloak, there was actually a snow-white robe, which was also tight from head to toe, not even showing the skin of his fingertips.

If the big cloak at the beginning was a fear of the cold, then this robe is too deliberate, but the Three Realms Dabi is upright, and Zhu Bai is a direct disciple of Changzhou Duyue who came forward to guarantee, so there is nothing worth covering up.

At that moment, an elder looked at Guangqu, frowned and said, "Brother Guangqu, this..."

Guang Qu took it easy, "It's not that I don't want him to show it, it's just that Zhu Bai doesn't want to show it, this child is lonely and young, and accidentally fell into the fire pit, burning beyond recognition, he just doesn't want others to see it."

Ye Zhuo frowned, "Fire pit?"

Ta Ling continued, "A spirit body of this level, what kind of fire can hurt him?"

Ye Zhuo said, "I don't know, and I can't make anything out, so I'll admit defeat."

However, just as he was about to admit defeat loudly, his throat was suddenly choked, as if he had been strangled by something, and he couldn't say anything.

Taling "Xianjun?"

He didn't wait for Ye Zhuo to reply, but he heard the commotion in the audience, Ye Zhuo's pupils shrank, and from the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught sight of Dongfang Daliang. It turned out that thousands of sword lights suddenly rose into the sky. point.

Ye Zhu seldom exploded, "I/day, the sleeves are divided into five months."

Numerous phantoms of sword light rise and fall one after another, like five huge semicircles trapping Ye Jue, the long sword rises and falls, and the air flow of the sword rises like the sun and the moon. From a distance, it looks like five full moons waving from the sleeve.

Duanxiu stood up abruptly, and blurted out, "Who is this son? This is clearly the formation I sent Immortal Chongning!"

Wen Xing frowned, and was about to break into the formation with his sword in hand. However, the arena was protected by spiritual power, and no one could enter without admitting defeat. He raised his hand and pressed the air wall, and before the air wall could shake, the formation had already It suddenly took shape.

Ye Zhuo is in the formation, the formation has just formed, and the spiritual power is roaring to isolate the outside world, and he can't tell if he admits defeat. Seeing Zhu Bai raising his hand to form the formation, Ye Zhuo's pupils shrank, and he didn't know where to go. A dirty word.

"You pig, this is the formation I taught him, and he uses it to deal with his own father?"

However, Guan Guan probably can't be a filial son and grandson anymore, he held his long sword empty, and his technique was as elegant as a Buddha's grasping a flower. With a smack on his head and face, Zhu Bai held his sword to pick it up, but Ye Ju turned sideways, slammed the clothes around him, and pressed three more magic moves on the hem of the clothes.

He already had two cards in his sleeves, and with the addition of these three cards, there are five cards in total. The speed is comparable to that of a mad dog. In addition, Zhu Bai obviously doesn't know how to use spells, and he is completely defenseless, and he is wrapped up in an instant. It was about a hundred feet away, just like a firecracker, with a bang, the formed sword array was smashed open a huge mouth.

However, Ye Zhuo looked out through the little exposed gap, and outside the sword formation, it didn't seem to be a crowded stand.

Taling hurriedly said, "Xianjun, the formation of Saitai has changed!"

Ye Ju lowered his head slightly, and unexpectedly saw a floor of greasy green bricks.

At this time on the platform, everyone could only see countless sword shadows shining like the scorching sun, Duanxiu frowned, but Wen Xing seemed to feel something suddenly, he stood up suddenly, ignored everyone's eyes, and left the field directly

Ye Zhuo landed on the mossy ground with a slap, and he stroked his forehead. He has fallen into a fairy for many years, and his physical fitness is not as good as usual. Just now, he was thrown to the ground. He was dizzy for a while, and there were many dark shadows in front of his eyes.

In a drowsy state, Ye Zhu heard the anxious voice of Ta Ling and the ding-dong sound of bumping steps.

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This counts today, there should be another update tomorrow morning