"How is that possible? How can that sword technique with a sword withered and prosperous? "

Jiang Gong Wangyue was dumbfounded. Facing the scene where Ye Rong repeatedly knocked the Tianmeng needles to make them unable to form a formation, he shouted out loud.

"It seems that you lost without any wickedness, brother. This sword technique with one sword is almost at the level of skill that is almost skillful, which is really terrible!"

"Yes, such swordsmanship is enough for him to complete the challenge of going beyond the level, not to mention that he has such strong strength."

Mr. Jiang was surrounded by the sun, and Mr. Jiang Zhaixing and the other two were next to Mr. Jiang, looking at the moon, and admitted helplessly.

In order to allow Jiang Gong Wangyue to temporarily have twenty-layer sword techniques on the ring, the Qingcheng sword techniques of both of them fell to three levels. It will take some time to come back after re-cultivation. What’s more important is that this effort has not received corresponding rewards.

"What kind of Taoism is this? What a terrifying vision!"

"Then Yu Shuangxue actually hid such high-level Taoist magic. There are so many masters among Qingcheng players!"

The black and white sword light rolled into a thread, like thunder and lightning, directly blasting a thin layer of protective light shield in front of Yu Shuangxue. Before the star-breaking drop was fully activated, the sword light pulled and took her life away.

A flash of light, Yu Shuangxue condensed her body and was reborn. Her bright eyes stared at Ye Rong fiercely, and her previous quiet and elegant temperament disappeared at all.

Ye Rong bowed his hand unconsciously. Fortunately, Yu Shuangxue did not have a slightly stronger defensive magic weapon, otherwise as long as she dragged her for three or four breaths, she would be unlucky to use the powerful Star Taoist Technique.

"A more terrifying thing than offending a beautiful woman is that it offends a large group of beauties!"

Feeling the fierce gaze of a group of female players in the Good Morning Girls group, Ye Rong was calm on the surface, but he was also muttering in his heart. So many beauties joined together, and he would not become a character that everyone would beat when he walked in Qingcheng...

"Blue Sword Reflection Technique!"

Before the finals, Ye Rong reached out to touch the Black Phoenix Sword, and a layer of inaccurate green light merged into it. The Black Phoenix Sword became much sharper and more agile. The blue sword reflection technique can increase the attack power of the flying sword by fifteen percent. He has been hiding until now, and was not willing to use it until the finals.

Ten Bayleaf sword lights are still there, and they will remain as long as they have not absorbed enough attacks.

The black phoenix and Ji Ji swords on the body also have an additional spell that has not been used, and the other is the exposed sword energy of the Xunxu.

I checked every trick I used, then sat down quietly, played back the scenes about each competition process of Long Wushuang that I had watched before in my mind, and analyzed them one by one.

Until a voice came from the high platform, "The last game of the sect, a sword withered and prosperous against Long Wushuang!"

At this time, Ye Rong was already calm and flew into the arena with the sword light. Long Wushuang summoned the Li Luan and rode on its back. After hovering in the air, he slowly landed.

"Pretending, I'll ask you to install it again!"

Ye Rong's mouth twitched, and the Qingcheng disciples in the audience heard bursts of amazement.

"Damn, I want such a cool way to play, but I don't have the financial resources!"

Long Wushuang didn't get off the ground, so he rode on the back of the Liluan Divine Bird, looking down at Ye Rong, with his mouth curled upwards, and was extremely proud.

This is the first time Ye Rong has had a close contact with this person face to face. Long Wushuang has a very high body, sharp eyebrows, starry eyes, and strong facial features.

"Senior Brother Yijian, you probably don't know yet. I am also a third generation of disciple."

"So are you? Your master is the short sole Zhu Mei!"

"Congratulations, you answered correctly, but unfortunately there is no reward!"

Ye Rong suddenly realized that no wonder Long Wushuang had so many high-level equipment. It turned out that it was given by the short old man Zhu Mei. It was hateful that old ghost of his master, who didn't know where to go all day long and never gave him a magic weapon.

"As long as you win, no one in Qingcheng will compete with me anymore, and he will be the first player among the players!"

"Let me talk when you beat me!"

Ye Rong stopped talking nonsense, and also flew into the sky with the sword of Ji. The other party was riding on the Liluan Divine Bird. It would be a disadvantage to stay on the ground and fight against each other. He would rather have one less flying sword to fight the enemy and keep it at the same level.

"It's really a bug. Didn't this Li Luan summon just now? Is there really no cooling time limit?"

Looking at the huge Liluan divine bird, Ye Rong had an extremely headache. Fortunately, this time he summoned it, it was much weaker than before. The feathers on his body were a little lighter, and he did not whisper the magic flames of Mao Ri again, as if he had turned into a pure car.

System prompts: Flying sword damage rate 1... Flying sword damage rate 2... Flying sword damage rate 3...

"Damn! It's so evil"

After the Black Phoenix Sword and the Unparalleled Blue Flying Hook of Dragon's Unparalleled Cyclops, Ye Rong discovered the damage to the Flying Sword. In a short time, it had been damaged to 5%. The Flying Sword also decreased by 5% of its attributes.

Once the damage rate of the flying sword exceeds 30%, it will not be able to be used, and it is equivalent to scrap iron before repair.

Ye Rong's heart was bleeding. Although the Taoist boy in the sword casting pool provided services to repair the flying sword, the sect contribution was charged according to the damage level and the flying sword level.

After being hit hard by Long Wushuang, I guess he had only gone to dozens of points to contribute to the sect.

Thousands of birds come to watch!

When encountering this kind of flying sword killer, no matter how exquisite the sword technique is, it will not be able to be used. Unless you have prepared five or six flying swords first, Ye Rong could only activate additional spells, and the spirit of the bird flew out one by one and shot towards Long Wushuang.

"Xuanshui Ice Thunder!"

Seeing this scene, Long Wushuang not only turned the blue flying hook into a water curtain to protect himself, but also took out an ice bead and threw it into the air. This longan-eye ice bead was constantly rotating, and one after another ice thunder was generated and blasted towards Ye Rong.

When it was born, it was just a ball of fist size. When it flew in front of Ye Rong, it was as big as a selves, emitting a cold air.

What's scary is that the ice bead does not disappear, it just hangs in the air like that. Every few breaths, it will be an ice thunder, which will be directly bombarded at Ye Rong like an automatic tracking guide installed.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang!

After several ice thunders, most of the ten Bay Leaf sword lights on his body were annihilated. The cold wave that exploded made Ye Rong feel that his blood was about to freeze.

Bang!
Chapter completed!