Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman Chapter 930: Indeterminate Flying Sword

Facts have proved that Lin Beichen did not worry too much.

"Your Excellency's swordsmanship is superb, and I am invincible."

Only after fighting for three times, the son-in-law of the Hai clan backed away without hesitation, without turning his head, he said: "I admire you, I admit defeat."

Before the words were finished, the person had already flown away from Lunjian Peak.

Li Zailin, the Fourth Elder of Wuding Flying Sword Sect, didn't even react immediately.

That's it...

Win?

He had a dull expression on his face.

He looked at the Wuding Flying Sword floating in front of him, and there was a way to pull back Ding Sanshi who had already flown back to the pumice seat in Baiyun City and fight for another 300 rounds.

On the surrounding pumice stones, the major participating kendo forces and the spectators who came from all over the mainland were in an uproar.

This is the opening match of the Sword Discourse Conference.

Didn't it be because of the **** battle that shocked everyone with skills, which caused a frenzy of ratings for the entire Sword Discussion Conference?

What's going on now?

Three strokes are over?

Lin Beichen also looked confused.

Old Ding, you thick eyebrows and big eyes... No, you sly brow and mouse-eyed guy, unexpectedly... Sure enough, a showy operation happened.

Now Lin Beichen is not surprised why Lao Ding can hook up with Princess Xihai of the Shanghai family and provoke a swordsman genius like Lu Guanhai to act-this old guy's routine is really showy.

"Shameless."

Chu Yunsun, the lord of Baiyun City, looked at Ding Sanshi who had fled back, with contempt and contempt in his eyes.

This battle really disgraced Baiyun City.

Ding Sanshi held Yuan Shouyi, his mind was restrained, his eyelids were lowered, and he didn't even look at him, just like an old monk in meditation.

Chu Yunsun snorted coldly and stood up.

He wants to do it himself.

"For this battle, Xiao Ran, please take the lead."

Lu Guanhai suddenly said.

Xiao Ran, the head of the School of Discipline and Discipline, slowly stood up and said, "I obey."

With a flash of his figure, he turned into a stream of light, swept up from the pumice, and landed on the irregular cross-section ring of Lunjian Peak.

His opponent is still Li Zailin, the Fourth Elder of Wuding Flying Sword Sect.

According to the rules of the Sword Discussion Conference, the so-called team battles are not five one-on-one matches.

It's about two teams fighting on Lunjian Peak until all members of one team are completely defeated.

If Li Zailin can single-handedly sweep all the five sword masters in the entire Baiyun City team, it means that the Baiyun City team will be eliminated, and Wuding Feijianzong will enter the next round.

"Baiyun City Discipline Academy Xiao Ran."

Xiao Yuanshou is majestic, with a handsome appearance, bowing his hands and saluting. Compared with Ding Sanshi, his appearance is much better: "Elder Li, please advise."

"Please."

Li Zailin's arms were hanging on the left and right hips, with five fingers spread out.

Finger movement.

Ding ding ding ding!

A series of densely packed sparks shine brightly on Lunjian Peak.

Following the little finger, middle finger, and ring finger of Li Zailin's left and right hands all moved, the six Wuding Flying Swords laid out layers of sword curtains in front of him, and finally made Xiao Ran's strongest sword, within a distance of him. At ten meters, I finally exhausted and lost my momentum...

"Poof."

A **** arrow shot out of Xiao Ran's mouth, and he staggered to the ground.

Not only was the sword power broken, but he was also disturbed by the counter-shock force from the opponent's sword screen, which disturbed his profound energy and hurt his internal organs.

With the 【Liuyun Sword】in his hand leaning on the ground, Xiao Ran gasped for a few quick breaths, suppressed the blood from his throat, and said: "My skills are inferior to others... If you lose, you can do it."

With a movement of Li Zailin's fingers, Wuding Flying Sword was urged to shoot back, the ten swords merged into one, and instantly landed in the scabbard behind him, saying: "You are more than a hundred times stronger than that Ding Sanshi, He can be regarded as a real swordsman, but it is a pity that he was born in Baiyun City, even a flood dragon can hardly fly... I will not kill you, you go back."

This elder of the Wuding Flying Sword Sect is also a very personable person.

Xiao Ran's breath gradually became even, and he said, "Thank you."

Go back with your sword in hand.

Chu Yunsun, the lord of Baiyun City, looked gloomy and unhappy.

Lost again.

But Lu Guanhai stood up and said, "Thank you, Chief Xiao."

"Don't dare, I can't win, I am ashamed."

Xiao Ran bowed and saluted, with a grateful expression on his face, then sat aside and began to adjust his breath to heal his injuries.

Lu Guanhai thought for a while, looked at Wei He, the honorary elder hired from the Central Empire, and was about to say something...

Chu Yunsun said angrily: "Okay, don't you feel ashamed enough? They are all a bunch of trash. I will personally take action in this third round. Otherwise, the majestic Baiyun City will be eliminated in the first round." Already!"

After speaking, his figure flashed, as if he had teleported, and appeared on the Lunjian Peak a thousand meters away.

Lu Guanhai had no choice but to apologize to the honorary elder Wei He.

The embarrassment on the latter's face subsided.

On Jianfeng Peak.

"Let's make a move."

Chu Yunsun has wisps of dark red sword intent radiating around his body, and dark red strands of light like hairs are flowing in his eyes, step by step, his expression is like a bloodthirsty monster, appearing strange and yet gloomy.

An indescribable terrifying coercion pervaded around Chu Yunsun.

"I only give you a chance to make one move."

Chu Yunsun said arrogantly: "So, you'd better go out with ten swords at once, let me experience the rumored "ten swords out, ghosts and gods lose" Wuding Flying Sword move, otherwise, hehehe, you I will never have another chance to draw a sword in my life."

A trace of anger flashed in Li Zailin's eyes.

Crazy junior.

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