"Wang Lu, what is this?"

On the cloud platform, the elder Lingjian, who was the referee, frowned and asked.

Wang Lu looked down at the flattering little thing, looked up and replied calmly: "Dog."

“…nonsense, I’ll ask you what it means to bring a dog up?”

Wang Lu said: "Of course I participated in the competition, but it wasn't the wild game I gave it to you to taste."

When the stupid dog heard the word "wild game", he trembled all over: "Wang?"

Liu Xian asked: "You want to bring a dog to you?"

Wang Lu asked back: "The rules do not prohibit the carrying of spiritual pets, right? Although this dog is a little stupid, it is a spiritual pet that has exchanged contracts with me, and the grade will definitely not exceed the standard, so please rest assured."

"Well." Liu Xian turned his head and sought the opinions of another referee.

Yuan Chaonian was also quite surprised. He had never heard of the Spirit Sword Sect's inheritance that was good at controlling beasts, so Wang Lu brought the dog to the stage to the stage to make it look strange. However, there were souls connected between humans and dogs, and the identity of the Spirit Pet was correct.

In general, players will not be prohibited from carrying spiritual pets - of course, there are strict restrictions on grades - otherwise it will be too unfair to sects such as the Beast-Driving Sect.

"Okay, since this disciple intends to show us the magical beast-controlling technique of the Lingjian Sect, we will wait and see."

Liu Xian smiled bitterly in his heart. As the elder of the passing of martial arts, why don’t I know that the Spirit Sword Sect has a magical beast-controlling technique? But he still nodded: “Then, the competition time is coming soon, so please invite the players from both sides to the stage.”

After both sides were in place, the two elders began to check the status of the monks.

Including the use of external secret techniques to enhance cultivation, the props and elixirs with grades exceeding the specified level, and the forced dismantling of high-grade spiritual treasures... Of course, for the current two-sect competition, it is just a formality.

After all, there are a group of old monsters who transform into gods and Nascent Soul here, and no disciple has tried to cheat without eyes.

Liu Xian glanced at Zhao Jiangyuan briefly and nodded to show that he was qualified. Yuan Chaonian also sensed with his soul, but saw something in Wang Lu's mustard bag, which surprised him slightly... However, it was not an illegal thing.

So he nodded and let go.

So, amid the cheers of the audience, the two monks stood opposite each other on the Yunlu rooftop and made their final preparations. Zhao Jiangyuan held a Ruyi and a bronze mirror in his hand, silently chanting the mantra in his mouth.

A white mist appeared from the seven orifices to cover the whole body, making the yin energy appear chilling and chilling.

An older spiritual sword monk from the stage said: "It's indeed witchcraft, but the great rise of the witchcraft in Tiannan Prefecture is still the thing before the Dharma-Ending Age. Now witchcraft should be on the verge of extinction... It's worthy of being all things."

The Immortal Sect can even find such a partial skill.”

Another laughed and said, "It's better to say that even those who are qualified to practice witchcraft can find it. This is really not easy. I don't know if Wang Lu can handle it. This witchcraft is weird and unpredictable. It's hard to defend against it. I don't know that there is no form.

Is the function resistant?"

"Hehe, it is said that the fifth elder is a defense master, and the martial arts she taught should be good... However, Wang Lu's cultivation level is a flaw."

While the people below were talking, Wang Lu ignored the Tiannan witchcraft and was holding a piece of fat and tender pork belly in his hand and teased the dog with interest. His posture was almost provocative.

So the elders didn't wait much: "Start"

Almost at the same time, Zhao Jiangyuan disappeared from the spot, his body was like wind and lightning, and he instantly drew out a series of afterimages and rushed forward. The bronze mirror and Ruyi, which clearly had magic weapon levels, were thrown away by him.

Next, replaced by a stunning sword.

"Sword Cultivator?"

In an instant, countless people in the audience exclaimed in their hearts. Since the exchange activities of this sect, Zhao Jiangyuan often looked like he was ridiculous, and his words also showed that he had a profound study of witchcraft.

Some people speculated that the core technique he practiced was witchcraft. However, they did not expect that all this was just to cover up his true abilities.

He is a sword cultivator who is good at close combat, uses his strength to defeat skill, and uses his sword to defeat all kinds of tricks with one sword.

If you think he will slowly deal with his opponent with witchcraft and corrupt his opponent a little bit, you would be very wrong, because Zhao Jiangyuan did not intend to fight a protracted war with Wang Lu at all, as analyzed before the war,

To win is to be in the first round.

As a sword cultivator, Zhao Jiangyuan is best at this beheading tactic. The sword technique he practices is the immortal-grade Senluo sword. He can capture all the details of his opponent in an instant, find flaws everywhere, and break through them in one fell swoop. It is a first-class one

The skill of breaking the enemy, not to mention that his magic power is far superior to his opponent, and he is also superior to King Lu in terms of strength

The body is like a flash of lightning, and the heart is like a calm water... Zhao Jiangyuan pointed his sword directly, and the five senses and souls had firmly locked the opponent. Even the subtle movements could not escape. In an instant, he saw too many flaws.

This sword will penetrate you

At the same time, Wang Lu just threw the pork belly in his hand forward, trying to cover Zhao Jiangyuan's vision.

Zhao Jiangyuan was unmoved, his mind was locked on Wang Lu, without any distractions, and he didn't care about the pork belly that blocked his vision. The spiritual sword in his hand thrust out. Under the impact of this sword intent, any

The debris will turn into ashes in an instant - together with Wang Lu behind the debris

However, the next moment, the mutation suddenly broke out, and Zhao Jiangyuan suddenly felt a sharp pain in his wrist, and the magic cycle suddenly interrupted. The Senluo sword that was accumulating momentum was unsustainable.

When he was stunned, Wang Lu's Kunshan Sword arrived again, and he pointed out with one sword. The mysterious sword intent of the Wuxiang Sword Technique forced the Senluo Sword to retreat just right. Zhao Jiangyuan staggered back, and his chest felt annoyed.

When I came to my senses, I saw blood dripping from my wrists, and two rows of tooth marks were deeply imprinted on it.

"Borrow objects and transform into shape?"

Zhao Jiangyuan's eyes were cold. He had already seen the tricks Wang Lu played. It turned out that from the beginning, the pork belly and the mixed dog were reversed by Wang Lu's means of transformation. Dogs are meat, meat

It was the dog that threw out pork belly, which seemed to be blocking his sight, but in fact it was just letting the dog bite people. When Zhao Jiangyuan urged the Senluo sword, his mind was completely poured on Wang Lu, and he didn't notice the opponent's tricks at all. The dog

It is also a heterogeneous spirit beast. It looks not of high grade, but it is sharp-toned and sharp-mouthed. It actually bit the wrist wrapped by the sword intent in one bite, which hurts the body that is easy to cleanse the marrow after building the foundation... This misogynous dog is of real grade

Didn't it exceed the standard?

However, the more important question is that the other party was confident when drawing the sword, and obviously had already planned his own methods to wait for his work. However, his identity as a sword cultivator is not well known to everyone in the Immortal Sect of All Dharmas, so how did he do that?

See through?

On this trip, there were guarding elders such as Yuan Chaonian. The disciples would not be seen through the reality of the disciples with their souls. Zhao Jiangyuan was confident that the identity and skills of the sword cultivator were hidden very well, and there was absolutely no flaw. What...

…

Wang Lu would not tell him that although he was hiding very well, even the elders of the Lingjian Sect did not see the reputation, but a certain chef could see through the truth at a glance. At that time, he smiled at Wang Lu very lightly.

Said: "Look, there is a sword cultivator over there."

Therefore, Zhao Jiangyuan's biggest trump card has failed from the beginning. As for his confident thunder strike, it is even more impossible to achieve success. However, if he failed to hit the attack, Zhao Jiangyuan was not discouraged. Instead, he took the lead half a step forward.

Luo Jianyi spread out, locking Wang Lu even more deadly.

"Hey, Senro Sword is amazing? Come get closer and get closer, because you think the closer you get, the less you see."

Wang Lu said, slowly dancing the Kunshan sword, urging the Wuxiang sword intent to draw out an indestructible three-foot sword encirclement.

In Zhao Jiangyuan's eyes, he also saw a solid fortress slowly taking shape, and eventually became more perfect, hiding all the flaws... If he hadn't witnessed it with his own eyes, it would be hard to imagine a young monk who was the best in Qi training.

, can actually have such a strong defense

Zhao Jiangyuan's heart became heavier and the first sword that he was determined to win was cracked by the opponent with a clever trick. Judging from his performance at this time, he was not hurt at all, but instead he was cut off by the middle way because of his full strength. His magic power was backfiring.

, can no longer maintain the peak efforts. Now Wang Lu's defense has been completed, and there is another spiritual pet with an unpredictable depth. Although he is still confident of breaking his defense, it is not a moment of success. The plan to quickly fight and decide has already been

Declared failure.

Once it is dragged into a protracted war, it is in line with the worst case that the senior brother said before the war, and it will leave too many opportunities to take advantage of the opponent...

"So, I have to take another beheading sword as if nothing happened just now."

Zhao Jiangyuan smiled mockingly, crossed the sword with his left hand and his right hand behind him, wrapped in the white mist that had just been spit out to repair his injuries.

At the same time, the mind locked in the opponent again. In the jade mansion, a Senluo sword heart began to rotate rapidly, looking for flaws from the sword encirclement like a copper wall.

Can't find it? It doesn't matter, it's just a hit, even if there are many unfavorable factors, how can there be a timid sword cultivator under Wanxian's sect?

The second sword followed with anger. The sword was more tricky and fierce. After Zhao Jiangyuan was wary of it, the tactic of letting the dog bite people could not be reproduced. The stupid dog was anxious.

He was wandering around the ground, but he could no longer find a chance to enter the Sengluo sword intent.

Bang

With a dull sound, Wuxiangjian and Senluo Jian collided head-on without any fancy. Suddenly, the clouds on the Yunlu rooftop stirred up amazing shock ripples. After a sword, Wang Lu's smile remained the same, but his wrist holding the sword trembled.

Continuously, Zhao Jiangyuan frowned and looked at Senluo Sword that was shocked back in disbelief.

With the cultivation level of the lower foundation-building level, the sword that was fully urged to transport was blocked back?

Indeed, the Senluo Sword is not good at pure power, but it is also an immortal sword technique, with extraordinary destructive power. A small top-grade Qi training on the opposite side actually blocked it? This is not a disciple of a famous sect.

Crushing the miscellaneous cultivators, both sides are elites of the five greatest powers, the gap in realm is the natural barrier, and this insurmountable gap was smoothed out by the thick and simple Kunshan Sword... How strong is this Wuxianggong's defense power

?

Without thinking too much, Zhao Jiangyuan made a mistake in his steps. The third sword was like a flowing cloud and water, slashing with the flow. Wang Lu raised his sword to greet him without any disadvantage.

Just heard the bangs on the cloud platform, and in an instant, the two swords hit each other dozens of times. The Senluo sword gradually became dense like a net, covering Wang Lu and attacking from all directions. Wang Lu's sword siege did not allow any of them.

Stand firmly to the three-foot space.

After a while, the sound of sword strikes that continued for thousands of times gradually stopped, and Zhao Jiangyuan took a step back with a strange expression.

Then, Wang Lu suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood, his face pale as paper, and he had internal injuries on his body.

In the audience, the disciples of the Spirit Sword widened their eyes, which was incredible. The people from the Wanfa Immortal Sect breathed a long sigh and felt relieved: this kind of sword siege like a turtle shell will be everywhere as long as the first place is broken.

Flaw... Wang Lu, a top-level cultivator in Qi training, is already a tragic defeat, but he finally lost

But at this moment, Zhao Jiangyuan on the stage looked bitter and he also spurted out blood, but there were fragments of internal organs in his blood.

"What kind of sword is this?" Zhao Jiangyuan's voice was hoarse, and the smell of blood was scent when he spoke, but it was hard to understand.
Chapter completed!