Sword God

At the Qiankun Terrace of Qiankun Garden, all forty Tianjiao invited were all immersed in the wonderful taste of fine wine and could not help themselves.

I don't know how long in the past, someone still drank the wine in the bottle, and his face was full of contentment, and then it seemed as if he thought of something. The complexion suddenly changed, full of loneliness.

"How can you drink these fine wines today and other drinks in the future ..."

As soon as the words came out, other people also raised their hearts.

Chen Zong also felt the same.

Really, this kind of fine wine is imported. If you do n’t drink this kind of fine wine in the future, drinking other wine will be like drinking water.

At this moment, there seems to be a strong wind sweeping along with the rich wine, and a figure appeared at the corner of Qiankuntai.

The first thing that came into my eyes was a giant gourd made from ancient jade. The gourd seemed to be filled with smoke, like wine, in and out of the ancient jade gourd.

On that huge ancient jade gourd was an old man in a plain robe. The old man's hair was scattered and looked a bit shaggy, but it didn't feel dirty.

The old man held a jar of wine in his arms and looked drunk.

"It's the senior of the respected wine."

"The junior gathers glory, see seniors of the wine respecter."

"The younger Guo Yunlian sees the elder supreme."

Suddenly, one by one got up to salute.

"Well, start now." The respectful wine said rudely, interrupting everyone's salute.

He has always been so.

"Fortunately, I have been invited by the Supreme Master of Wine. Now, in front of the Supreme Master of Wine, I will present my ugliness first." A young man jumped up, standing on the Qiankun platform, standing tall with his waist on his waist. The long sword was hanging, the momentum was compelling, and the eyes twinkled with sharp sharpness, swept across: "Which one comes with me?"

The so-called Tianjiao Wine Tasting Conference is naturally not that simple, and everyone is a cultivator, who is based on strength, and naturally wants to compete, otherwise, it is a literary talent to do it.

Ju Rong stood up and stood waiting for his opponent.

"So, Lin Xiong will come to be your opponent." With a long cry, the wild young man jumped up with a magnificent momentum, and fell like a meteorite.

With a sound of trembling, Qiankuntai shook slightly, and a ripple of dust spread from the feet of the wild young man Lin Xiong.

These two belong to the genius of the rising star. They are not the middle class on the list. They are also a bit of a trick to attract attention.

"Brother Lin, pick me a sword." Ju Rong didn't make nonsense either. When the voice started, the sharp sword on the waist came out of the sheath, a sharp sword light sprayed out, and the forest cold filled with a stream of assassination.

The sword was as cold as autumn water and fast as lightning, and stabbed Lin Xiong through the air in an instant.

"Good time." Lin Xiong laughed loudly, his hair fluttered, and with the wave of his palm, there was an amazing power condensed in it, like a thunderous billowing vibration, and a mountain-like majestic vigor. Out.

The cultivation of these two people are both intermediate and semi-sacred, their strength is not weak, and their foundations are magnificent. They are not too old. They belong to the genius-level practitioners.

The respected drinker seemed to carelessly while drinking, but in fact he saw everything clearly.

"Both of them have good strength, stronger than the ordinary middle-level semi-holy level, but still not as high as the unusual high-level semi-holy level." Chen Zong secretly said.

The two men fighting on the Qiankun stage can only be regarded as generals, or quasi-Hou, on the level of genius, but not on the level of real genius.

Even if their cultivation achieves a high-grade semi-holy level, it is much more powerful than the ordinary high-grade semi-holy level, but it cannot be included in the list. There is still a gap.

However, no matter whether it is Lin Xiong's palm or Jurong's sword, it is very clever.

The battle was fierce, the sword light was rampant, and the palms were like mountains.

Lin Xiong's palms are wild and magnificent, with a magnificent and magnificent momentum. In the face of Ju Rong's swordsmanship, he has always been steadfast in fighting non-aggressive and a little bit of his power.

Ju Rong's swords are sharp and fast like lightning. The speed of one sword and one sword is astonishing and powerful, but it is constantly resisted by Lin Xiong's palms, which can't hurt the slightest.

Unconsciously, Ju Rong's power was continuously consumed, but it was still difficult to break through Lin Xiong's defense.

After half a quarter of an hour, Ju Rong's sword gave a slight meal, Lin Xiong's eyes burst into an astonishing spirit, and a violent breath rushed out, blasting out like a dump of Foshan Yue.

Under this palm, it seems that the mountains collapsed.

Jurong's face suddenly changed, and he quickly backed away, while at the same time transporting his sword like a fly, but was blasted away by Lin Xiong's palm, the other palm quietly stretched out, only to approach Jurong's palm suddenly spit out, terrible power Killed out.

This palm instantly made people's eyes bright.

It turns out that this Lin Xiong not only has a vigorous attack, but also a delicate attack, which makes it more difficult to prepare for.

This palm repelled Jurong, and at the same time disintegrated the power of Jurong, Lin Xiong's offensive continued, his palms were like mountains, and he flew like a butterfly.

Boom boom!

Continuously, and lost the opportunity, Ju Rong was continually bombarded, looking pale.

"Acceptance." Seeing to accept, Lin Xiong did not continue to attack, but arched.

"Assign." Ju Rong also knew that after missing the first opportunity, he fell into the downwind. If the other party did not stop and attacked continuously, it would be difficult for him to find the opportunity to fight back.

A moment of loss is nothing, Ju Rong quickly adjusted his mentality, and sat quietly on the roulette of Qiankun, while recalling the fighting just before, looking for his own shortcomings, and improving it so as not to repeat it in the next battle. One side is waiting for the next battle.

Now that you are here, if you want to get Qiankun Sun Moon Wine, then you must show yourself well, so that the wine respecter can see his ability, so that it is possible to get it.

Otherwise it will be completely reduced to the audience.

Therefore, immediately after the battle between Ju Rong and Lin Xiong, someone leapt on the Qiankun platform and fought again.

Forty people were invited, of which there were not many on the list, only nine. There were four who were on the list, and the remaining twenty-seven were more famous among the younger generation. Yes, it is a rising star, and some even have the potential to be ranked on the bottom line.

Of course, it's just potential, and whether it can be ranked in the bottom line is still unknown.

After all, potential is not equal to strength, it's just hope and possibility.

The battle was fought one after another. In front of His Holiness, everyone showed their true ability, but they would not intentionally hurt the other party, basically the point was reached.

How sophisticated is the Supreme Master of Wine, it is natural to see whether it is high or low.

Another battle is over. Basically, everyone will only fight one battle, or one shot, and then wait and see.

This battle is not just brutal, but also has to pay attention to some strategies.

"I am Zhao Yuan." The proud young man leapt forward, fell on the Qiankun platform, glanced, and immediately pointed at Chen Zong: "Mixed Yuan sword Chen Zong, I heard that your sword defense is very strong, Lin Heming both I ca n’t break it. It just so happened that my knife is broken. Come up and let me see. Is your sword blocking my sword or my sword breaking your sword. "

Chen Zong was a little speechless at first.

Mixed Yuan Sword!

He was even called this title, but he didn't say anything.

Many titles are taken by others, and often the title is related to ability.

When he and Lin Heming battled, he showed that he did not break the sword circle and that he did not break the yuan.

Chen Zong didn't care too much, and his title was more than this one.

For example, the vertical and horizontal swords, mind swords, etc., now there is a mixed sword, that's nothing.

The title of "Mixed Yuan Jian" is not uncomfortable. If it is an uncomfortable title, Chen Zong will not accept it.

The provocation of being named and surnamed is also on such an occasion, if you don't do it, it really won't work.

In this case, let's do something, and let the wine respecters see their own skills to see if they can win the sun and moon wine.

Standing up, Chen Zong stepped forward, his body flashed, and appeared on the Qiankun platform.

Chen Zong was ranked 105th in the Ming Ranking, replacing Lin Heming. He was a rookie on the Ming Ranking, and everyone was curious about him.

Although there is some information about the origin of Chen Zong, it is too simple, and his ability is just a battle with Lin Heming.

Now you can see for yourself.

On a roulette wheel, a young man with narrow eyes in a purple robe was disdainful, while the eyes of a fierce wolf in a black robe with a grim look flashed with a hint of murderous power ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ staring at Chen Zong.

Chen Zong was the culprit that led to the failure of the operation of Sirius Gate. He also killed many people in Sirius Gate, resulting in considerable losses in Sirius Gate. This revenge must be reported.

Now, let's take a look at the strength of this person.

Zhao Yuan's cultivation is actually not very high. The intermediate and semi-holy level is the same as the cultivation shown by Chen Zong's disguise.

The Supreme Master of Wine only glanced at Chen Zong and Zhao Yuan, and continued drinking, still a drunk state.

"Take me a knife." Zhao Yuan sneered with a sneer, and drank suddenly, and immediately, the long sword came out of the sheath, and a slick of snow fell like a landslide. The power was amazing.

A thunderous rage was terrifying.

This sword showed more power than that of Lin Xiong.

"There is no ordinary high-grade semi-holy level of strength." Chen Zong secretly said, it seems that Zhao Yuan itself is a Hou class genius, no wonder he has such confidence.

However, just the strength of the high-ranking semi-holy level will provoke oneself, it is really a little ignorant.

The other party has not seen himself fighting with Lin Heming, otherwise he would not be so arrogant to challenge himself.

This sword came as if beating like a thunder, and seemed to split Chen Zong.

Zhao Yuan's merciless stab also made Chen Zong look cold, and his eyes were cold.

The heavy dragon sword came out of the sheath, the dark sword light tore through the sky, and instantly shattered the opponent's Xueliang sword light. At the moment of the sword's confrontation, a terrible force was sent from the heavy dragon sword. The power was fierce and uncast, Like the outrageous Foshan flood, Zhao Yuan was directly repelled.

"Why don't you defend?" Zhao Yuan was repelled, shouting a little by surprise, and responding to him was a dark sword light.

The sword light is as strong as a mountain, and if the rapid disease is a thunder, it kills instantly.

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