Legend of the Swordking Chapter 721: Knowing advance and retreat, Ming Shili
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"Keng——"
With a blast, white waves of air flowed around the fairy bone sword, bursting like silk threads one by one, which shows how strong the blow was, and Ning Daofeng was shaken by this force. After retreating once, a ray of blood flowed from the hilt, and the sword actually shook his tiger's mouth.
Sure enough, scale transformation is already considered a superior method of true dragon art, and the power is definitely not comparable to the initial methods such as true dragon fist seal.
Wielding the Fairy Bone Sword, attack dozens of swords in a row, turning back and forth instantly!
Although Ning Daofeng's sword wind is bitter, he has no power to fight back. He will lose it for a long time. With a "pouch", a bloodstain was cut on his right shoulder, just a ray of sword energy from the fairy bone sword. It was enough to hurt him.
Obviously, Ning Daofeng did not expect me to be so strong, let alone that the Fairy Bone Sword would be so sharp, and in front of the important figures of the gate lords, he was traumatized by a man from the lower realm in the early stage of the king realm, and he became angry for a while. , Shouted in a low voice: "This is what you asked for!"
He suddenly raised his hand and patted the sword box behind him, and the glow of light suddenly rose.
"Keng Keng Keng~~~"
The white sword aura burst out from the sword box, turning into a tangible sword intent, wrapped in a billowing thunder. It was a swordsman magic weapon with a terrifying aura, and it was actually about to use its trump cards!
Zhongzhou Dabi does not prohibit the use of magical weapons. After all, magical weapons are part of their own strength and heritage. Ning Daofeng seems to be fighting with me.
Under the platform, Zhao Yin squinted his eyes and sneered: "What a Zetianyuan, he actually gave the Ziyun sword box to Ning Daofeng. Is it because he is expecting this person to win the Zhongzhou Championship?"
Mu Yinfeng smiled faintly: "As soon as the Ziyun Sword Box came out, White Slash was dangerous."
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"Chish--"
The wisps of light came chasing and killing from behind. Sword Dao Tian looked at it, and only felt a tingling pain in his eyes. This kind of sword intent is at least the essence of the masters of the elemental spirit realm. It can’t be hard to face, otherwise it may be Lose your life!
Suzaku's body skills are urged, coupled with the extremely fast eruption of the king's skill every six seconds, constantly changing positions in the air on the battle platform, and becoming very embarrassed for a time. There are more than ten streams of light sword intent in the Ziyun sword box. It was as if a kendo master was manipulating it, attacking quickly from different angles. If it weren't for the speed of the king, I am afraid I would have been beheaded.
"Puff..."
There was a sudden pain in his left arm, which was penetrated by the sword intent, and the blood flow continued.
Ning Daofeng roared and urged the Heaven Wind Sword Art to strike, as if he wanted to end the duel as soon as possible. He had already murdered me. This person's mood was really narrow, and he would go shopping in a few words.
The Wang Li in his body was consumed rapidly, and he was already out of breath in just a few dozen breaths. He could only use half of his strength, but now he is still being chased by the Ziyun Sword Box, which is terrible!
If you don’t fight, there will be no chance!
Suddenly turned around, I gave a cry, and the whole body Wang Li burst out instantly. The arms hidden under the sleeves were covered with golden dragon scales, and he completely entered the realm of true dragon technique transforming scales, holding the fairy bone sword tightly with both arms, urging strength. Moving, struggling to stir the sword intent in the space rules ahead, suddenly seemed to stir a river of autumn water, forming a fiery kendo vortex in front of her eyes.
"His..."
The flowing light sword intent refined by the Ziyun Sword Box Sacrifice wanted to struggle, but after all, it was only a magic weapon, and Ning Daofeng had obviously just obtained this treasure, and could not exert real power at all. There were more than a dozen flowing lights at a time. The sword intent was engulfed by the vortex, and was trapped in the vortex. At this moment, Ning Daofeng yelled, the sword light revealed the vortex, and the sword aura evolved from the three Heavenly Wind Sword Art.
"Puff puff puff!"
Three bloodstains appeared on my abdomen and legs, and a fiery pain came. Ning Daofeng really wanted to kill me!
The Xian Bone Sword swept across suddenly, rushing towards Ning Daofeng with the whirlpool!
"Go away!"
More than a dozen streams of light sword intent also blasted out, directly smashing Ning Daofeng’s bodyguard gas, vomiting blood and flying out, without stopping, directly hitting the battle platform barrier, touching Rules, lost!
The stream of light swept through the sword intent, and he suffered from the evil consequences. In an instant, Ning Daofeng's chest was penetrated with a few bottomless scars, blood flowed to the ground, and he continued to cry.
"White cut, win!"
The defender shouted.
At this time, a Zhuoran figure fell on the viewing platform of Tianfeng Academy, and the Xianfeng Dao bone, it was Li Kongbai, the principal of Zetian Academy, who raised his hand with a few sword fingers to seal Ning Daofeng’s At the main point, Li Kongbai glanced at me, frowned, shook his head, and then wrapped Ning Daofeng with one hand to heal.
I slumped down on the battle platform, and my injury was very serious. Ning Daofeng’s relentless three sword qi was very fierce and damaged my three meridians, and it took a while to recover from the injury. After sitting down for a few breaths, he stood up with the Fairy Bone Sword and walked off the battlefield step by step. As far as his eyes were, the two young kings showed their respect, while Mu Yinfeng and Zhao Yin still looked cold and calm.
Looking up, there is still no one at the center of the observation platform of Tianfeng Academy in the distance.
Where did Li Qingyin and Su Yan go?
After swallowing an elixir, sit down and heal the wound. He must heal the wound as quickly as possible, defeating and severely inflicting Ning Daofeng. I have already offended Tianfeng Academy. No one knows how many more. crisis.
Perhaps, it's time to find a backer.
……
On the platform, the defender of the platform stretched out his hand, and the name on the battle list changed again. He whispered: "The next round will be one person, and the seventh battle platform will be for nothing!"
Obviously, he is helping me and giving me enough time to heal, otherwise there is no chance of winning even if I advance to the next round.
"No need."
I looked up at him and said: "I give up the next round of competition and am willing to give up."
His eyes were a little more admiring, and he nodded and said: "Okay, know how to advance and retreat, Ming Shili!"
I smiled bitterly, what about entering the next round? Now I can only use half of Wang Li’s cultivation base, unless I no longer hide my strength in the next round and release all the cards of Jianxin Tongming, Zhenhai, Longyu, Kaitian, etc., so that it is possible to compete with Mu Yinfeng, The powerhouse at Zhao Yin's level competed for victory, but he obviously couldn't.
On the viewing platform, a group of Immortal Pavilion warriors clustered around one person. From their chat, you can tell that this person's identity is transcendent. And his surname is Luo, maybe it has something to do with Luofan. If I show my true strength, The sword heart is transparent, the true dragon technique is perfect, and the sword heart of all things of the first grade is so easy to guess who I am.
Luo Fan goes to the Lower Realm and never returns. The Immortal Pavilion in the Upper Realm will definitely think of what happened. Once I reveal my identity, the first one to kill me is the Immortal Pavilion, not to mention the Immortal Pavilion. There are Bahuang Buildings, and Bahuang Buildings are all over the upper realm. They belong to a neutral force and are strong. Even Tianfeng Academy is not willing to offend, obviously I can't afford it even more.
I can only forbear, wait for the time to make a comeback!
A round of competition was carried out on the battle platform. As expected, the other four kings lost one after another. Finally, Zhao Yin and Mu Yinfeng competed for the position of the first young king in Zhongzhou. In the end, Mu Yin Feng is slightly better, winning the first place as an alien race.
"Wow!"
A battle list was opened in the sky, and the top ten kings’ names were listed on it, and my name was ranked seventh. It would be good to have this ranking. If the people in Bujia Village knew that I won seventh , Must be ecstatic, after all, their original goal was only the first ten thousand, but their small pursuit has resulted in such a brilliant record!
……
After a long time, a young girl holding a golden scroll stepped onto the battlefield. She was dressed in the costume of a court lady. The soft water-like clothes outlined her graceful and undulating figure with charming curves, and Her strength is not weak, a pair of star eyes looked at a group of young kings under the battle arena, and said: "The top ten Tianjiao, please be here, waiting for the major sects to choose!"
Zhao Yin snorted and walked over first.
The other two young kings smiled at me and said: "Bai Zhan, let's pass too!"
"Um, good."
Along a stone step to the front, where there are a lot of superb powerhouses. At the end of the stone step is a temple. In front of the temple sits a beautiful woman about 30 years old, full of The rhyme of fairy wind and Taoism, a flowing cloud skirt radiates radiance, the whole person is completely invisible, her eyes seem to contain everything, covering the entire universe.
"Who is she?" I asked in a low voice.
The young king on the side lowered his voice: "Hush, keep your voice down. She is the city lord of Zhongzhou City. The owner of the whole Zhongzhou is called Brahma. People call her the Lord Brahma. You don't even know her?"
"I am from the lower realm..."
"I'll go, then you should keep your voice down..."
The first ten young kings stood in a row on the stone steps, standing ten feet away from the master of the Vatican City. At this time, you can finally see the people coming from each gate. In the closest position to the master of the Vatican City, there is a seat The familiar figure is Li Qingyin, dressed in a white dress to win the snow, kneeling there like a firework without cannibalism, looking at us with bright eyes, looking at us one by one, even when he sees me, I can't afford it. A wave of waves.
The saint of Tianfeng Academy has a very high level of cultivation.
Across from Li Qingyin, there is the middle-aged strongman named Luo from Immortal Pavilion, followed by people from Longwu Mountain, Bahuanglou, and Daluo Jianyu, and sitting side by side with Li Qingyin is also an extremely beautiful girl. Wearing a white dress with golden patterns embroidered on the neckline, it looks very beautiful. The whole person looks as spotless as a lotus, and his cultivation is as unfathomable. Even my kendo eye can’t see through it. It should be a person from Bailu Academy, otherwise it is not qualified to sit with the saint of Tianfeng Academy.
……
"Everyone."
The Lord of Vatican City opened a pair of beautiful eyes, his eyes squiggled, and smiled: "The ten young kings in Zhongzhou have appeared in the past ten years. If you want to attract, you can send tokens separately."
The old man in the Bahuang Lou raised his hand gently, and suddenly a golden token flew towards the first Mu Yinfeng, and a misty voice came with the wind: "Mu Yinfeng, you can enter my Bahuang Lou Jin Jue Tiewei!"
Not only him, the people of Immortal Pavilion also gave out a silver token and handed it to Mu Yinfeng. In a blink of an eye, there were seven or eight tokens on the plate in front of Mu Yinfeng, all of which were given by top, first-class celebrities. Olive branch, however, Mu Yinfeng remained motionless, but his gaze turned to Li Qingyin's direction, as if he wanted a token of Tianfeng Academy.
Li Qingyin's eyes are as clear as water, staring at the floating pattern on the table in front of him, it seems that there is no image of sending a token at all.