The Green Gourd Sword Fairy

Chu Shi swept his gaze downwards, nodded with satisfaction, and then listened to him loudly:

"This Luohe Competition is led by our four sects, Qishan Sect, Blood Sword Sect, Wenxiang Sect, and Shui Jingge Sect. The purpose is to encourage the Qi refining disciples of the Zhao Guoxing Sect to improve their cultivation and learn from each other. Chu is deeply honored for the enthusiastic participation of various schools!"

"In addition, the responsibility of supervising the competition this time is shared by me and the three daoists on the stage. Next, I will ask Wu Ye from the Blood Blade Sect to tell you about the rules of the competition."

As soon as Chu Shi's voice fell, the scarred man beside him nodded and took a step forward, saying loudly:

"This Luohe competition, a total of 32 people participated in the school divided into five rounds, of which the first three rounds have all been compared today, the top four of the conference will be decided, and the last two rounds will be held in the back."

"At this competition, there is no limit to magical powers, but only one-to-one contests. People outside the field are not allowed to intervene. If you find a loss, you can voluntarily surrender and surrender to prevent loss of life. , Don’t hurt people’s lives maliciously."

After scaring the man, the people underneath only talked a little bit before making any more noises. Obviously, before coming here, they had already understood the rules of the Douhui.

Upon seeing this, Chu Shi stepped forward and said: "Ahem, since everyone is clear, then I announce that the competition will officially start. Now, please come to the stage to draw lots."

Seeing that a group of Qi training monks came onto the stage one after another, Liang Yan followed the crowd, and drew a bamboo stick on the high platform.

At the bottom of the bamboo stick, there was a "thirteen" written impressively.

"Thirteen? So my opponent is No. 14?" Liang Yan looked at the bamboo stick, shrugged indifferently, and went back to the stage to close his eyes and calm down.

But within a few moments, someone had already jumped into the pit and started to fight. The two in the first game were a fat middle-aged man and a brawny man with a fierce face.

The white and fat middle-aged man drove a yellow stone plate, which was both offensive and defensive. And the strong man was holding a mace and bullying him, actually taking the path of physical cultivation.

The two were inextricably fighting on the stage, and it was fierce, and there were constant cheering and cheering from the same clan below.

Only with Liang Yan's current strength, this little trick is difficult to get into his eyes.

Therefore, he has been closing his eyes to rest in the audience, and he is lacking in interest in the dazzling series of battles on the stage.

After a long time, suddenly someone shouted in front of the high platform:

"On the thirteenth, player Hao Chou from Xiangzong, please enter!"

As soon as this remark came out, all the people who had been talking about it immediately quieted down.

This silence didn't last long, I don't know who couldn't help it first, and let out a chuckle. This smile seemed to ignite a good fire, and everyone in the audience held their stomachs and laughed awkwardly.

You Yang: "This person is really hard to find for thousands of years. I guess he has cultivated the stinky method, breaking a hundred tactics with one stinky method, and defending against the enemy with stinky smell!"

There is another Yang: "Hao Chou has never heard of this before. Is there really no one in the smell of Xiangzong? He actually sent an unknown person to participate in the competition. This is to laugh and generous!"

After all, Liang Yan was still a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy. At this time, he heard a nameless fire, and secretly cursed Li Song with blood.

However, he did not intend to turn his face against everyone on the spot. Instead, he stood tall and silently jumped into the battlefield Zheng.

Liang Yan waited on the spot for a while, but there was a person opposite Shan Shan Chu Li. Wearing a white robe and carrying a long sword, he looked like a handsome brother.

He leaped forward lazily and unsheathed his sword in mid-air, bringing up a frosty sword light.

Then the toes were a little bit in the air, and the figure was raised a little bit higher, while the long sword in his hand danced wildly, writing the two characters "Yue Chen" in the air.

After the two characters were written, the talent fell into the competition arena lightly, and said to everyone on the sidelines:

"Hehe, in Xia Yuechen, he is the inner disciple of the'Return Mountain Sect' and the 14th contestant of this competition. I will show you your ugliness!"

Although he "presented his ugliness" in his words, such a fancy opening and the smug expression on his face all told the arrogance in his heart.

At this time, there were a lot of applause from outside the field. The female cultivators of some sects were also whispering to each other, discussing a lot, and even more, they had secretly sent off to them.

When Yue Chen saw this, the smug color on his face became thicker. He glanced at Liang Yan on the opposite side, and saw that he was in a gray coat, unremarkable, and he couldn't help but smile:

"This fellow Hao... smelly Daoist. I think you have a long sword on your waist, do you know how to use a sword?"

Liang Yan nodded blankly and said, "Understand a little bit."

"Oh, he seems to be a fellow man!" Yue Chen laughed loudly, standing on the stage and stroking his long sword, his face arrogantly said:

"Don’t worry, Daoyou Hao, although you and I have different sects, I, Yue Chen, teach you nothing, and I will definitely point you to one or two in the next move. But you have to keep it in mind. You must know that sometimes a few words can lead you to it. Entering the Tao is worthy of your own years of hard cultivation."

By this time, Liang Yan's patience in his heart had really reached its limit, and he wrinkled his brows and shouted coldly:

"Are you a dog? There is a lot of nonsense, barking and swords, hurry up!"

After Yue Chen heard this, Chunfeng's proud face immediately became gloomy.

"Son, I think you are looking for death, today I will show you the power of sword repair!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he stepped forward with a swish, and at the same time he drew the long sword from his waist and stab at Liang Yan.

Seeing Yue Chen's sword, Liang Yan suddenly remembered a sentence from Zhuo Bufan that day:

"It's just a cultivator who makes swordsmanship, not a sword repairer at all!"

He secretly smiled bitterly. Even if he was himself, he could only barely step into the sword at this time, and he did not dare to call himself a true swordsman.

Unexpectedly, this man was not ashamed, but with a sword-like spirit weapon, he dared to use a sword to repair himself, really sitting in a well.

Seeing that Yue Chen's sword was full of momentum, Liang Yan just shook his head slightly, and suddenly his right hand stretched forward, the golden light on his palm was flourishing, and he caught Yue Chen's long sword with his bare hands under the eyes of everyone.

"you!"

Yue Chen was stunned ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ wanted to withdraw the long sword, but found that Rao on the opposite side was like a steel bar, and he couldn't pull it anyway.

In the golden light of Liang Yan's right hand, there was a faint black sword qi surging, suddenly he heard a bang! With a bang, that Yue Chen's long sword was torn apart, turned into a pile of debris, floating in the air in Zheng

Liang Yan kept his right hand stretched forward, and directly slapped Yue Chen's face with a slap.

That Yue Chen stared at the gold star, was fanned and flew upside down, his body crossed the competition field of Bidou, and landed directly on a poplar tree in Shilipo.

He was hanging upside down on the tree, half of his cheeks were already red and swollen, and the whole person lost consciousness, but he was swaying back and forth in the air as the branches swayed.

"It hurts!"

These are the two words that everyone in the audience thought of in their hearts.

Green Gourd Sword Fairy