Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman Chapter 95: Who can catch it?

In Cao Potian's words, there is a trace of undisguised ridicule and ridicule.

The three giants of the Third Academy frowned slightly at the same time.

But no matter how upset they are, they can't use their elders to embarrass a teenager.

Han didn't bear to take a step forward, frowning his brows tightly, looking more distressed, and said, "How do you want to try?"

Cao Potian showed his palm.

The light flickers.

A dark red invitation appeared in his hand.

He has a storage treasure on his body.

Seeing this scene, the Big Three and the teachers were slightly shocked.

The disciples of Baiyun City are covered in treasures.

The crystallization of this kind of mysterious alchemy technology is rare because of its high technical content. Only the rich and powerful have one or two. It is rare in ordinary people. Even the senior teachers of the Third Academy have not seen it. There are such treasures.

Bai Haiqin really loves Cao Potian.

"It's very simple, as long as you can accept this invitation, you are eligible."

Cao Potian looked at Han Bubu, smiled contemptuously, and said, "But, you can't."

Han Bubu said indifferently: "What nonsense, you can post it."

"The frog at the bottom of the well is beyond its capacity."

Cao Potian sneered, a flash of words flashed in his eyes: "That's what you want."

Hey!

The red invitation card in the palm slowly flew out.

The speed is slow, but there is an eerie cracking sound.

Han lived up to three steps forward, reaching out and pinching towards the red invitation.

He didn't care, his profound energy had reached its limit, his feet took root, he stepped on the ground firmly, and there was a faint flow of profound light on his fingers, which was a sign that the profound energy was about to be released.

The first genius of the third year of the Third Academy showed a very cautious attitude.

Even if it was a siege crossbow coming from across the face, he had the confidence to follow.

But the next moment...

Boom!

A bang.

"Ugh..."

Han Buwan's right five fingers exploded at the moment when the invitations touched, and blood spurted out.

As if he was hit hard, he flew upside down for more than ten meters and fell to the ground with force.

Not good.

The third-year director Pan Weimin moved, caught Han Bujin in mid-air, and landed on the ground. Profound energy was injected into his body, suppressing the injury, and his eyes flickered as he looked at Cao Potian.

"It looks like you don't deserve this invitation at all.

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Cao Potian said indifferently.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, the red invitation swirled and flew back, landing in the palm of his hand.

In the Sword Grinding Hall, the oppression is getting lower and lower.

The first genius of the third grade, Han Bubu, who had high hopes, was defeated in one blow, and he didn't even catch a single invitation.

The expressions on the teachers' faces are ugly.

“Who else?”

Cao Potian looked at Lin Beichen intentionally or unintentionally.

Lin Beichen did not speak.

Han Bu's strength is not lower than himself.

As the chief genius of the third grade, being able to enter the main competition of the Tianjiao Championship shows that his strength is absolutely strong, but he was unable to catch that thin invitation. It should not be Cao Potian's cultivation base. How terrifying, but the technique of throwing invitations contains special power, similar to some kind of combat technique.

If I pick it up rashly, I'm afraid it will inevitably repeat the same mistakes.

So, just outsmart it.

Just as Lin Beichen was thinking about it, Cao Potian smiled slightly, and suddenly had an idea in his heart, saying, "Why don't you try this beautiful female classmate."

The voice falls.

The red invitation slowly floated out for the second time, the speed was extremely slow, as if it was floating in the air, but it made an elite sound of breaking the air, attacking Yue Hongxiang.

Yue Hongxiang's face froze, and with a clanging sound, the long sword around her waist was unsheathed.

Shhhhhh!

The sword light flashes.

Nine sword flowers appeared in an instant, like a snow lotus blooming in the void, the silver was bright and dazzling, and the petals were one by one, as if alive, to swallow the invitation.

Ding!

The sound of gold and iron symphony sounded.

The sky is full of stars.

Irregular bursts of broken metal blades.

The long sword in Yue Hongxiang's hand broke into dozens of pieces, and the whole person flew out. When Chu Hen caught it and dropped it, strands of dark red blood had already overflowed from her mouth.

And the red Pleasete flew back again and landed in Cao Potian's hands.

"It seems that neither can you."

Cao Potian smiled lightly, making no secret of his sarcasm.

Lin Beichen saw that there was blood on the bandage wrapped around Yue Hongxiang's right wrist. It was obvious that after accepting the invitation, the old wound on her wrist was shaken and the wound reopened.

"The strongest genius of the Third Academy seems to be nothing more than that."

Cao Potian held the invitation in his hand and shook his head gently, as if disappointed.

Lin Beichen was about to speak.

"I will."

In the cold and tender voice, the first-year chief genius Bai Zongyun suddenly shot, with a very fast body, jumping up and grabbing the invitation card in Cao Potian's hand.

"Humph."

Cao Potian hummed lightly, his palms moving slightly.

The invitations fluttered and flew directly towards Bai Zongyun's palm.

Seeing this, Bai Zongyun gave a soft drink, and fell to the ground. His thumb and **** gently squeezed the invitation, his arms were drawn like flowing water, and his body was spinning like a top. With the help of the dark energy of the rotation, he wanted to unload Power in invitations.

Liu Qihai's eyes lit up.

This is an extremely smart choice.

Be proactive.

Using force to unload.

Bai Wuyun has shown great fighting intelligence.

However, a sneer appeared on Cao Potian's face.

The next moment——

Whoosh!

The figure of Bai Yanyun flew out in the high-speed rotation.

Liu Qihai is about to help.

"No."

Little ice and snow loli drink.

She still held the invitation card desperately in her fingers, and finally slammed into the wall of the sword grinding hall, spewing out a **** arrow from her mouth, and the arm holding the invitation even put an arrow on the wall. The dent, on the fingers as white as jade, drops of blood ooze out.

But the invitation, at the end, was still held in the palm of the hand.

"I took it."

Bai Wuyun slowly slid down from the wall, looking pale but stubborn.

Everyone was moved.

This is a desperate attempt to keep this invitation in the Third Academy.

Cao Potian's complexion also changed slightly, and then he said lightly: "Hehe, I didn't expect that the third college would finally stand up to a little girl, hehe, although you took a trick, but in the end it was true. If you hold the invitation, even if you pass the border, this invitation belongs to you."

Bai Yanyun heard the words, his expression loosened, and then his figure swayed, his eyes darkened, and he passed out.

The owner of the first grade, Liu Qihai, immediately supported the ice and snow loli and held it in his arms, with a look of pity on his face.

This girl has an excellent talent and an excellent temperament. She is the best in the 50 years of the Third Academy.

At the beginning, in the school's internal selection and admission evaluation, the grades given were high, three or four times higher than others. It was just because he was still young and the training time was short, so the frontal combat power was not as good as that of Han Buwan and other senior grades. However, given time and good training, he will definitely be the next Lin Beichen-level arrogant.