"Who is Lin Yifei?" A disciple asked, looking at the young man in the gold robe holding the sword in his arms, and asked suspiciously.

"A long time ago, he was the most talented disciple of the Divine Sun Sect," the person next to him explained: "At that time he was hailed as the most likely person to become a contemporary son.

Unfortunately, after Xuanyuan Xuantian was born, he almost swept the younger generation of Shengri Shengzong at that time, and even Lin Yifei became a defeater.

Later, he concentrated on practicing, and few people remember him. The light of Xuanyuan Xuantian is so dazzling. "

On the competition stage, Lin Yifei slowly pulled out his Yunxiao sword. His sword was like a rainbow, and his robe was automatic without wind. He slowly said, "My sword is an invincible sword."

Every time he said a word, the sword on his body became even more powerful.

"I heard that you lost to Xuanyuan Xuantian?" Xu Zimo asked with a smile.

Lin Yifei's body was full of momentum. He glanced at Xu Zimo lightly and continued: "My sword is full of strength, rather unbending, not bending, unyielding, not fearful."

"I heard that you lost to Xuanyuan Xuantian?" Xu Zimo continued to ask.

"Although my sword will be hindered, but I am willing to believe in my sword, with my sword in my hand and brave the thorns, go straight forward, and reach the other side of the sword to achieve my path to sword god."

"I heard that you lost to Xuanyuan Xuantian?"

"Go to death," Lin Yifei's forehead green muscles burst out, and he roared directly, killing Xu Zimo.

Xu Zimo shook his head and sighed, "Unfortunately, the slogan said so loudly, your heart is messed up, and your sword is messed up."

He pulled out the Ba Ying and slashed it, and saw the long river breaking the sun. The sky and the thunder were mixed with blazing fire, and there was a hurricane whistling in the collision of the torrents of water.

Was just a knife, Lin Yifei's face changed greatly, the Yunxiao sword in his hand flew out directly, and he himself fell on the edge of the ring.

Lin Yifei stared blankly at everything in front of him, he couldn't believe that he couldn't even take a single move.

"Is this your kendo?" A disappointed sigh sounded from the side.

Lin Yifei quickly turned his head to see, and saw that Cang Songlin, the master of the Holy Sun Sect, stood aside.

"Xuantian's nightmare, haven't you come out yet?" Cang Songlin shook his head and sighed, then turned and left.

Lin Yifei was silent for a moment, and silently picked up the Yunxiao sword that fell next to him, and left the ring after the curtain fell.

He forgot many things, why did he practice sword? What is your own kendo?

He only remembered that he used to be the most beautiful child of the sect, and the closest competitor to the position of the Son.

Until a young man named Xuanyuan Xuantian turned out, the young man broke all his dreams, and since then he can no longer find the glory of the year.

"Brother Xu is so strong? That Yun Xiaojian was defeated so easily," said a disciple unbelievably.

"It's a bit unfathomable, but today Lin Yifei's condition seems a bit wrong," some disciples said in doubt.

Xu Zimo walked down the ring, and he found that in fact the comparisons of all the ancestors were one-sided.

As for the other disciples, it was inseparable and evenly matched.

When thirty disciples were eliminated and the remaining fifteen, the crowd began the next round of drawing.

Xu Zimo looked at the lottery he had drawn and froze for a moment, only to see the number eight written above, which was the bye lottery.

He glanced in the direction of the three elders, and saw that the three elders looked ordinary, and seemed to know nothing.

To say that this lottery didn't do anything, Xu Zimo didn't believe it.

In the first round, the two sons of the sect were drawn together, and the fun was great.

After all, the highlight is behind.

With Xu Zimo's passing, he could only stand on the stage and watch others compare.

And Xu Zimo was interested in the fairy spirit of the fairy spirit sect. I saw her wearing a white dress and holding a soft blue sword.

She didn't even use any pulse skills, just the most basic swordsmanship. It seems to have been used in her hands for hundreds of years, very natural and natural.

The impenetrable sword shadow swayed layers of sword patterns on the ring, and her opponent was directly captured from the ring.

Fifteen into eight games are almost over, and many of them have already won.

These people include Xu Zimo, Xian Ling'er, Baili Xiao, Chu Yang, Tian Mo Zi, Xuan Yuan Xuan Tian.

There are only two rings still fighting. One of the rings is not worth watching, and the two disciples who are fighting are also of limited strength.

And everyone is interested in another ring, the two above the ring are twins, exactly the same length.

The two of them are named Jiang Yu, and the other is named Jiang Heng. They are the strongest two members of the Holy Spring Sect team. Was born.

The brothers were maimed, and some of the disciples under him also came to spirit.

"I also thought that Brother Jiang would be able to enter the quarterfinals, but I didn't expect to meet together so soon," said the disciple of Shengquan Zong.

"It's okay, I support Brother Jiang Yu anyway," the disciple next to him replied.

"Yes, the two have been fighting for more than ten years. Brother Jiang Yu has always pressed Brother Jiang Heng."

Hearing the conversation between these two disciples, the other disciples beside him were also curious and asked.

"The story of the two is full of drama, Jiang Yu is the elder brother and Jiang Heng is the younger brother.

It is said that the two had accidentally rescued a strong man during their youth.

Unfortunately, the strong man was injured too badly, and the poor medicine on the two could not cure the injury on the strong man.

Before he died, the strong man wanted to pass his martial arts to two people. He told them that he practiced two extreme martial arts at the same time.

A kind of extreme attack ~ www.mtlnovel.com ~ A kind of extreme defense, he asked which one they want to learn?

So Jiang Yu chose to defend, Jiang Heng chose to attack. "

This story sounds a bit like a spear and a shield. The man said that his spear is extremely sharp and can pierce everything in the world.

His shield is a peerless shield that can withstand any attack in the world.

So someone asked him, what would happen to your shield with your spear?

And this answer is also staged between the two brothers. The two have been fighting for more than ten years. From the moment they were inherited, they secretly competed, wanting to prove that their extreme is the strongest.

But in more than ten years of competition, Jiang Heng's attack has never broken Jiang Yu's defense, he has also been suppressed and beaten, and has never won.

Although they are twins, they look exactly the same, but the difference in body is quite big.

Jiang Heng looked a little thin, and Jiang Yu's muscles bulged high, giving people a very shocking feeling.

"Brother, you admit defeat, I am not the same as before," Jiang Heng raised his fists, and the golden aura on his fist turned into a vigorous force, separating all the surrounding space.

"My stupid brother, the one who should admit defeat is you," Jiang Yu said lightly: "You have never won me once in these ten years."

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