The daily life of the villain and the protagonist [Quick Transmigration]

"Old devil, does he know something?" Su Yi asked in the sea of ​​consciousness: "The reborn?"

【Roughly the same. 】The old devil said vaguely: 【You can figure it out yourself. 】

Su Yi kept this incident in his heart, and planned to meet this fellow after solving the demons.

The guests and hosts had a good time eating this hot pot meal, and after they were full with wine and food, Taoist Ming Yuan formally proposed a competition between the two of them.

Sword Master Haoran before he had no demons was a fighting maniac, if he heard this request, he would be very happy to agree, but now Sword Master Haoran waved his hands after hearing it, "No, no, I don't like fighting now. "

He even persuaded Taoist Mingyuan in turn, and said earnestly: "It's not good to fight and kill. If you get hurt, you still hurt your feelings. Don't you think so?"

Daoist Mingyuan said coldly: "As a sword cultivator, you don't even want to pick up the sword. What do you look like?"

No matter how the other party cheats, he will not be moved.

Sword Master Haoran said all he had said, and did not persuade Taoist Mingyuan. Seeing his friend's firm attitude, he could only sigh helplessly: "Okay, okay, this is the last time."

The two agreed on a time to meet at the fighting arena early tomorrow morning.

After making an appointment, Su Yi and Daoist Ming Yuan went to the head of the Cangkong Sword Sect to tell the secret about the demons, and explained in detail the process of eliminating the demons.

The sect master, who understood the seriousness of the situation, immediately summoned several elders in the sect to discuss, and Su Yi finally met Daoist Ming Yuan's uncle, the Great Elder. He was a very elegant middle-aged man with a calm temperament. Dao Zun looks a bit like him.

Everyone unanimously decided to escort Bidou tomorrow so that Su Yi can get rid of the demon.

The next morning.

Sword repair is a genre that requires actual combat, so the Cangkong Sword Sect has not only many fighting arenas, but also very large ones. The fighting arenas are scattered like a star dotted around the fighting arena.

These combat platforms are made of special materials, which are extremely hard and can withstand most spells and sword attacks. Many different formations are engraved on them to protect the onlookers from being overwhelmed by martial arts. hurt.

As a militant sect, the fighting arena is basically never empty, but today there are extraordinarily many people.

It is rare to see a competition in the stage of transforming gods. After hearing the news that Taoist Ming Yuan of Tianji Sect was going to fight with Haoran Sword Master, many sword cultivators even came to the martial arts arena in the middle of the night, just to occupy a good position to watch the battle.

So when Su Yi and Daoist Mingyuan arrived at the fighting arena, they saw a dense crowd.

"Here we come!" The sword cultivators shouted when they saw the Lord coming.

Su Yi came to the stand specially prepared for VIPs, and watched the battle with the master and the elders.

The fighting platform thousands of meters away was astonishingly large. Daoist Mingyuan and Sword Master Haoran stood opposite each other, standing on the empty fighting platform looked very small.

But the aura of the two was full of oppression, the audience was silent, and everyone was staring at the two.

Daoist Ming Yuan and Sword Master Haoran bowed to each other, and drew out their swords respectively. In an instant, two sharp sword qi surged majesticly from the fighting platform.

Su Yi set his sights on Sword Master Haoran, and the other party changed his previous sloppy look, his expression was serious, and he finally looked like a sword repairman.

His sword aura is straight and sharp, and that kind of indomitable momentum seems to be able to poke a hole in the sky, it is unbelievably firm.

Daoist Ming Yuan's sword aura is another feeling, cold and almost cruel, like the most impartial judge, full of a sense of selfless rules.

From the sword energy of the two, Su Yi could see their respective Dao. In comparison, the level of swordsmanship was not so important.

But when Sword Master Haoran made his move, Su Yi immediately overturned this idea.

Without him, it's all because Sword Master Haoran's swordsmanship is really amazing. He has seen many people's swordsmanship in several worlds, but he has never seen such a swordsmanship. It is obviously a simple move, but it is incredibly complicated, as if It is the return of tens of thousands of sword techniques to the original, and each move and style of the sword is inconceivably mysterious, and even resonates with the heaven and the earth, with strands of dao rhyme flowing in it.

That is no longer the category of swordsmanship, but an existence that is extremely close to the Tao. This extremely amazing swordsmanship made Su Yi finally know what it means to be close to the Tao.

Everyone's eyes were fascinated, and Su Yi was also dazzled. Even the old devil in the sea of ​​consciousness couldn't help but praise him.

Sword Master Haoran's swordsmanship is astonishing, but Dao Master Ming Yuan is not weak at all. After being trained by the inner demon, Ming Yuan's Dao Heart is complete, his cultivation level has improved to a higher level, and there is even a faint tendency to break through to the middle stage of transformation.

No matter how fierce Sword Master Haoran's attack is, he defends airtightly, without leaving the opponent the slightest flaw, as precise as a machine.

Between an attack and a defense, the battle situation gradually became stalemate. It seemed that Sword Master Haoran had the upper hand, but Su Yi saw his decline.

Not only Su Yi saw it, but also other people in the stands.

The Great Elder shook his head and said, "Hao Ran is about to lose."

The sect master of the Cangkong Sword Sect turned his head and smiled at the great elder: "Congratulations to Hanguang, Mingyuan has grown a lot, a blessing in disguise, the road can be expected."

The Great Elder said modestly: "It's a fluke, a fluke. It's a pity that Haoran's Dao Heart is damaged, otherwise Mingyuan won't be so easy to win."

As for the reason for the damage to Dao Xin, everyone now knows, and everyone's eyes are vaguely on Su Yi.

The sect master of the Cangkong Sword Sect cupped his hands to Su Yi and said in a low voice, "I'll have to trouble Fellow Daoist Su later."

This is the most potential seedling of the Cangkong Sword Sect, so they can't help but be careless.

Su Yi hurriedly returned the gift, "I will definitely do my best."

Sure enough, the battle situation on the martial arts platform changed after a while. Sword Master Haoran's sword power was no longer as domineering as before. Sword Master suppressed it.

After that, there was almost no suspense in the situation. Daoist Mingyuan suppressed all the way, and Sword Master Haoran retreated steadily, and finally lost.

At the moment when the winner was decided, all the Cangkong Sword Sect disciples present were silent, as if they had seen their idols fall.

Seeing the long sword knocked to the ground by Daoist Ming Yuan, Sword Master Haoran was in a trance, his fingertips trembled, his heart was empty, and he couldn't tell what it was like. Scenes of himself practicing sword hard flashed in front of his eyes. I feel that the scene in front of me is a little unreal.

I lost?

I lost like that?

He thought he would be calm, but at this time, he found that he could not accept the result of the fighting at all.

Sword Master Haoran tried his best to suppress the turbulent waves in his heart, and wanted to laugh, but he could only show a distorted arc on his face, pretending to be relaxed: "Congratulations, you have won."

He slowly bent down to pick up the sword that fell on the ground, and said with a smile, "Now, you are the number one sword in the cultivation world, just right, I can completely relax."

That way, I don't know why it looks a little bleak.

Daoist Ming Yuan couldn't bear seeing his friend's distraught look, and hated the demons a little more.

Suddenly, he took advantage of the moment Haoran Jianzun picked up the sword, and swung the sword in his hand towards the opponent's neck.

Sword Master Haoran was defenseless against him, and he had just experienced the blow of defeat, and he didn't react at all when he lost his mind, and was directly knocked out by the sword spine.

"what's going on?"

"Why did Master Uncle suddenly attack Sword Master?"

"Is Master all right..."

There was a buzzing sound from the audience, this sudden change stunned everyone, everyone was clamoring, and some disciples of the Cangkong Sword Sect even wanted to jump into the fighting platform to check the situation.

Even the people in the stands broke out in cold sweat. After all, Daoist Ming Yuan's sudden slashing of the neck with a sword just now was too horrifying.

Only Su Yi on the side remained calm, because this was what he had discussed with Daoist Mingyuan long ago. For a powerful sword cultivator as powerful as Daoist Haoran, only the moment when he lost his mind would he have a chance to subdue him.

"Quiet!" The sect master of the Cangkong Sword Sect spoke in time to calm down the restless disciples.

"You don't have to worry, Daoist Mingyuan made a sudden move to prevent Haoran from being damaged. This is the end of today's fighting, so let's disperse." After he explained the reason, the great elder held Haoran who had lost consciousness. Jian Zun helped him up, and brought Su Yi and Ming Yuan Dao Zun back to Qingyun.