She is Jianxiu

Chapter 412 Chapter Four Hundred One First Battle
Suddenly hearing the name of an acquaintance, Zhao Chun couldn't help being startled, then smiled and said: "Jiang Yun, but Jiang Yun from the Little Thousand World?"

Jiang Yun has made a lot of progress in the past few years, and even climbed all the way into the Xibang, which is a bit better than Zhi Yuezong and others who were more talented in Hengyun World. After he entered the Xibang, his background and other deeds It has long been known to Yixuan's disciples, and the fact that he was born in the lower realm even made people around him a little more admired.

"It's him... Fellow Daoist also knows?" The disciple of Jianzong showed doubts.

Zhao Chun didn't shy away from covering it up, he nodded generously and said: "We used to be from the same sect."

"That's how it is!" He nodded again and again, "That's a reunion after a long absence. Will fellow Taoists seek him out later to catch up with each other?"

"No hurry, wait until the gambling fight is over." Zhao Chun has such good eyesight, and with a sweep of his consciousness, he has already seen Jiang Yun's figure beside the sword platform. He is resting with his eyes closed, and the disciples who are dressed similarly beside him dare not disturb him , only eyes implied awe.

Even though the difference in cultivation base is similar, the divine consciousness after the sword intent has been refined is no longer something they can easily detect.

So until Zhao Chun withdrew his consciousness indifferently, the disciples on both sides who were being looked at showed no abnormalities, or whispered to each other and showed various expressions, or closed their eyes without saying a word like Jiang Yun, all of them were full of fighting spirit.

However, there were also surprises in this investigation. She smiled and shook her head slightly, and she was noncommittal to the disciples around her that Geng Xing was the only one who would win.

"Everyone!"

The man dressed in a strong suit leaped onto the sword stage, his hair stood upright like a steel needle, and his brows were deeply carved, which showed that he often had a frowning and solemn expression, and it was the same at this time. After coldly sweeping across the side of the Weiyue Tower, he said loudly :

"Today is the day when I fulfill the gambling agreement between Jinfeng Pagoda and Weiyue Pagoda. I specially invite Senior Brother Zhen Mao, who is practicing in the main pagoda, to be a witness for this. Five hundred sword trees are used as bets to carry out a ring battle. Someone who can win three games in a row on the stage will be the final winner!"

The disciple of the main tower named Zhen Mao had a firm face and nodded in acknowledgment.

However, the minds of the disciples watching the battle were no longer here, but gathered on the phrase "five hundred sword trees".

"What a great handwriting. The prosperity of the sword tower really benefits the disciples a lot. It's only been a long time since the two towers have risen, and the five hundred sword trees can be taken at will!"

"One hundred sword trees are enough for twenty Ning Yuan, and hundreds of Foundation Establishment disciples practice, let alone five hundred."

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"Dare to ask you, this sword tree is the tree on Wanren Mountain that condenses the essence of the sword?" Zhao Chun's expression moved, even though he had realized the sword intent, the benefits brought to him by the essence of the sword have not disappeared Therefore, in the past few months after Xie Jing left, she spent most of her time in Wanren Mountain gathering the essence of quenching swords to sharpen her sword and practice. Now that she heard the word "sword wood", she immediately connected the two together.

However, the disciple of the Sword Sect waved his hands again and again, secretly shocked that she was qualified to enter the Holy Land as a disciple of his Sect, and replied: "How can the sword tree compare with the vegetation in the Holy Land? It's just an ordinary spiritual plant. Because it grew under the sword intent of the elders of Zhenying, there is a bit of sword intent in the branches and leaves, and it is used to help disciples practice in daily life."

After his explanation, Zhao Chun realized that sword wood does not refer to a specific kind of spiritual plant, but a general term for all spiritual plants contaminated with sword intent.

After the third level of inaction, monks do not need to actively release sword intent. The real infant elders of Jianzong practice in the cave in the pagoda, and they will also intentionally or unintentionally emit sword intent to nurture sword wood, and the number and strength of these sword wood must be determined. The degree also represents the prosperity of this sword tower, and the qualifications and strength of the elder Zhenying who sits in this tower.

Judging from the performance of the disciples, [-] sword trees must not be a small number, and the side of the Golden Wind Pagoda showed complacency and determination to win.

That Jinfeng Pagoda disciple acted neatly, and after saying this, he held his sword in his hand and pointed at Weiyue: "I'm going to the Jinfeng Pagoda, Yue Wuji, who will come to the stage to give advice?"

It seems that he wants to progress step by step, so that the other disciples can also show their own demeanor.

Zhao Chun could feel that there was a person with the highest level of swordsmanship on Jinfeng's side, and his cultivation and swordsmanship were much better than others. Thinking of the endless arguments of the disciples watching the battle, she knew that this person must be Geng Xing, and besides him In addition, the rest of the disciples are at most no more than the Sword Qi Realm, and even in the Sword Qi Realm, Yue Wuji on the stage is not number one. It can be seen that Jinfeng's first battle is more about probing than winning.

Sure enough, Weiyue Pagoda also knew the other party's intentions, the one on stage was a rather young girl named Fang Rong, her eyes were very agile, in terms of sword energy, she was a little more concise than Yue Wuji.

It's just that these gaps are quite slight, and others may not be able to see them, at least the disciples of the Sword Sect around Zhao Chun don't have such eyesight, and said repeatedly: "Fang Rong and Yue Wuji are both sides. Disciples who have only broken through to the sword energy level have won and lost in previous fights, and I think this battle is quite suspenseful."

"Oh, Yue Wuji's swordsmanship is fierce, Fang Rong is in trouble." This is the friend of the disciple Zhao Chun spoke to.

"Within ten moves, Fang Rong will win."

Although Zhao Chun's voice was soft, it sounded like thunder in the monk's ears. Many people around heard her reputation, saw her strange face, and her tone was very firm, and couldn't help but doubt her identity from the bottom of their hearts.

"Senior brother Yue and Fang Rong of Weiyue Pagoda are both disciples who broke through the sword energy a month ago. How can this senior sister be sure that Fang Rong will win!" Jinfeng Pagoda also has low-level disciples such as Foundation Establishment watching the battle here, so be careful Zhao Chun condensed her cultivation base, thinking that she was from the Sword Sect, so she was still respectful when she spoke.

"Ten moves are short, you can see that." Zhao Chun pointed out, and the two figures on the sword platform had already faced each other for two moves, and it was hard to tell which one was right!

At the time of the third move, Yue Wuji's aura soared, and there was a faint tendency to suppress him!
At five strokes, Yue Wuji had already entered the full power state, Fang Rong's face was solemn, but the parry was still steady.

With six strokes, the heyday momentum could not last for a long time, and it began to show signs of weakness. At the same time, Fang Rong approached an inch forward!

With seven moves, Fang Rong suddenly switched from defense to offense, and Yue Wuji retreated three feet in a row!

Eight strokes, Fang Rong raised her sword and made a sudden attack, Yue Wuji's wrist was hit, and the long sword flew out of his hand!

The outcome has been decided, Fang Rong wins!

It also confirms what Zhao Chun said, winning within ten strokes.

"What do fellow Taoists say?" asked the disciple beside him through sound transmission.

"Yue Wuji's temperament is rough and irritable, and the swordsmanship he practiced fits his temperament, which is violent and fierce. Unless he realizes the sword intent, this kind of swordsmanship will always be difficult to get rid of the short-term short-term ills, but Fang Rong who fought with him It is a sword cultivator who practices water attribute skills, water benefits all things without fighting, the most emphasis is on toughness and softness, Yue Wuji can't defeat her immediately, once the momentum fades, he will naturally lose."

"How do you know the temperament and swordsmanship of Yue Wuji and Fang Rong!?" He should be so shocked that even fellow Taoists forgot to shout.

And Zhao Chun just replied: "Just watch more."

　Disciple of Jianzong: Thank you, I have been installed

　　
　
(End of this chapter)