Chen Tianhao, who was sitting cross-legged on the ring, looked at the ring next to him in boredom.

Well, this sword is a bit poisonous. Hey, this talisman was thrown very timely.

Okay, this movement is beautiful, not bad, and the posture of falling out is also cool.

"The First Sword Sect Su Lun Sheng."

The old Taoist nun's voice came coldly, Chen Tianhao turned around and rearranged the shape of the elixir in front of him.

Duzunlou's Minghui cultivation was there, so he was not unjustly defeated. Su Lun was at the seventh level of Qi refining, a proper late-stage monk, and a ruthless person who came from a place like Jianzong. Naturally, three times five divided by two

Minghui was solved. This still saved face, otherwise it would be faster.

The scene was a bit cold for a while. Su Lun, a sword cultivator at the seventh level of Qi Refining, occupied one arena, and Chen Tianhao, who had a bunch of "bombs" piled in front of him, occupied another arena. Neither of these two people wanted to go up.

"Su Lun, Sword Cloud Temple has always used sword formations against its enemies. Do you dare to accept the sword formations of my three brothers?"

Under the ring, Hou Yijin shouted loudly.

Do you dare to accept it? Do you still have the nerve to say it? Chen Tianhao looked at the "big monkey" with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks. If you have the ability, come to my ring. I will blow you to pieces.

Su Lun did not speak. He was confident in his swordsmanship, but he was not sure about one-on-three, three people with the same sword skills.

"Why don't you all join us as brothers and sisters?"

The speaker was Hou Erjin.

Gu Lu stood up, holding a standard long sword in his hand, which was given by his accompanying disciples.

"No need to worry, senior brother, I can do it alone."

Su Lun naturally does not want Gu Lu to come on stage. Although Gu Lu has understood the sword's intention, it will become a big trend in time. But now, his level is not enough. Moreover, they have not cooperated on weekdays, and they cannot perform one plus one on stage.

An effect greater than two.

After hearing Su Lun's words, Gu Lu hesitated and then stopped.

Three long swords led the three people to the ring, and surrounded Su Lun in three directions.

"Please enlighten me!"

As soon as the words came out, the three figures had already stepped forward, pointing their swords directly at Su Lun's vitals.

"when--"

There was a sound of long swords clashing, and the sword light was rolling on the arena. The fleeting sword light was dizzying.

The team leader of Jianyunguan was forced to vomit blood by Chen Tianhao that day. At this time, he was watching coldly from the side and muttering to himself.

As for the leader of the First Sword Sect, his brows were furrowed. Su Lun’s sword was fast, but not fast enough to fight one on three. But winning or losing is no longer important now. As long as he shows his strength, outsiders will naturally judge him.

of.

Why is it that Chen Tianhao has crushed everyone in the first two levels, but can't convince people? It's because his fighting power is not obvious. If Chen Tianhao can really hold the ring with his own strength today, he will naturally be able to convince the younger generation in the Big Python Mountain world.

of elites.

"Su Lun of the First Sword Sect is indeed a master!"

"This sword light is so cool and unrestrained."

Outside the light curtain in the distance, there were many people who praised Su Lun. In the eyes of low-level casual cultivators, three against one was not the behavior of a hero.

"Canglang——"

Su Lun was entangled after the long sword exchange, and Su Lun retreated continuously. However, he had already been fighting for nearly a cup of tea. It was a bit difficult to regain his breath, and his spiritual power was a bit weak, so he immediately lost the opportunity.

"Abandon the sword!"

Hou Yijing shouted loudly and entangled Su Lun's sword with his long sword. His cultivation level was the highest and he was infinitely close to the seventh level of Qi Refining. In the sword fight with Su Lun, he was only slightly at a disadvantage.

"Admit defeat!"

Hou Erjin was also at the sixth level of cultivation, and the long sword would fill his position cunningly from time to time, leaving Su Lun no chance to breathe.

"Get off!"

Hou Sanliang's cultivation was only at the fifth level of Qi refining, and he didn't even have the strength to fight Su Lun with a sword. However, his words were the most despicable, which made Su Lun want to give him a sword. But this guy didn't step forward, just

The cold blow made Su Lun angry and her teeth itched.

None of what these three people said was good. As the saying goes, a soldier can be killed but not humiliated, and a swordsman is not afraid of losing, but abandoning the sword cannot be done.

After taking three more steps back, there was no way to retreat behind Su Lun.

"ha!"

With a loud shout, he let go of the long sword in an instant. With a flick of his finger, the spinning long sword passed through the sword light and pointed directly at Hou Yijin's throat.

"when--"

The long sword in Hou Yijin's hand was swung away, and he trembled with fright when he saw the sword edge so close at hand.

"I surrender!"

The sword stopped at his throat.

"puff--"

Su Lun's long sword stopped, but Hou Erjin's long sword did not stop. One sword pierced Su Lun's shoulder and passed through him.

"mean!"

Gu Lu stood up and shouted loudly.

"Bang——"

Su Lun, who was already seriously injured, was kicked in the stomach by Hou Sanliang, causing him to fall under the ring.

"Get out of here!"

Hou Sanliang screamed and made several gestures with the sword in his hand, feeling very proud.

He hugged Su Lun and reached out to seal the acupuncture point on his shoulder. Su Lun spurted another mouthful of blood from his mouth.

"My sword—"

Gu Lu raised his head, only to see that Hou Yijin had already held Su Lun's uncontrolled long sword in his hand and poured his spiritual power into it.

"The lost sword."

"The spoils of war."

"Take it, take it."

Each of the three brothers said something, and Su Lun's eyes widened. He was so angry that he spat out another mouthful of blood and fainted.

"Give me back my junior brother's sword."

Gu Lu stood up, looked at the three people on the ring, and shouted loudly.

"Want a sword?"

"Come and get it yourself."

"I'll give it if I win."

Gu Lu gritted his teeth and strode towards the stage.

"Gulu! Don't be impulsive."

In the distance, the leader of the First Sword Sect shouted loudly.

"Ju Ming, don't break the rules."

The Taoist leader of Jianyunguan turned around and whispered.

Gu Lu's figure paused, but only for a moment.

"Bang!"

A huge sound came, and Gu Lu, who landed on the stone platform, raised his long sword horizontally.

"I'll get the sword."

"Canglang——"

Three rays of sword light struck, and Gu Lu's long sword waved, blocking the rays of sword light one after another.

Astonishingly, the ancient continent was also at the sixth level of Qi refining. Even if he could not make any progress in ten years, he was at the sixth level ten years ago. He was indeed a genius.

Hou Yijin and the others didn't say a word of nonsense at this time, and pointed their swords at Gu Lu's vital points. Isn't it that they have been acting for so long just to let Gu Lu come to power?

Gu Lu understands the meaning of the sword. How can the enemy Jian Yun Guan not pay attention to it? Today, we want to keep Gu Lu on the stage. Even if we can't kill him, at least we will cut off his sword path.

With one against three, Su Lun can't do it, let alone the ancient continent.

"kill!"

Hou Yijin's long sword slashed, and the standard long sword in Gu Lu's hand was broken. Hou Erjin's long sword thrust out. Gu Lu reluctantly broke the sword with his hand to block it, and the broken sword was twisted into the air. At this moment,

Hou Sanliang struck down Gu Lu with a sword from behind!

"stop!"
To be continued...