Longevity Martial Arts: Beginning with Sword Drawing

Chapter 314 Holding the divine weapon in hand, the power of Yueyang!
A big hand held the quasi-divine weapon, which surprised the two masters who were fighting for it.

"Not good! There are still people!"

Both of them were awe-inspiring and their scalps were numb.

They thought they were patient enough, after waiting for such a long time, watched two waves of grandmasters fighting for each other, and died one after another, only then did they know that they were the last oriole.

But now, the appearance of a big hand made the two of them understand that after so-called long and patient waiting, they were still not as good as the owner of this hand.

In front of the owner of this hand, the two of us are nothing but praying mantises!

"retreat!"

Although he was extremely eager to aim at the divine soldier, the moment the big hand held the divine soldier, the divine soldier who was so close at hand became an existence as far away as the sky.

just one step away...

The master in black was extremely unwilling, but he didn't dare to take that step to compete with the master of the big hands who already held the quasi-magic weapon.

"Grandmaster Yueyang, he bullies people too much!"

Pfft!Pfft!
Lin Bei smiled wryly.

A deep sense of fear rose in the heart of the white-clothed master, and he tried his best to dodge just now, but he could barely escape being blocked by a sword, but his arm was still difficult to avoid, and was cut off by a sword!
As a grand master, even if he is an abnormal seven-level true spirit, he can completely crush me with one move!

Grandmaster Jinyi still has no extravagant hopes for competing for quasi-soldiers. I saw Grandmaster Yueyang aiming his sword at him, shouted loudly, and waved the folding fan in his hand, shooting out pieces of golden fan-shaped sharpness.

Also in the fierce battle, the white-clothed master and the brocade-clothed master became more and more frightened, and deeply realized that the masters who have the magic weapon are not weak!

Hearing this, Grandmaster Yueyang hadn't answered yet, but Grandmaster Jinyi looked believable, and said in a tone of hatred and contention: "He! You don't have two people. Although Grandmaster Yueyang holds the quasi-divine weapon, I only have one person. How could he give up so easily!"

Instead, he retreated quickly in the blink of an eye.

I just stood here, with a slight smile on my clean and bearded face, but I brought mountain-like oppression to the two masters.

The white-clothed grandmaster who got a negative answer also had to regroup, waved Fang Tian's painted halberd in his hand, gathered terrifying brute force and sharp edge, and killed Grandmaster Yueyang.

"die!"

A series of short and violent gold and iron impacts exploded.

Grandmaster Jinyi has personally experienced the power of a quasi-spiritual weapon, and he understands it deeply.

The two masters stood on the same front tacitly at this time.

Grandmaster Yueyang didn't answer Grandmaster Baiyi's question, but directly raised the magic weapon in his hand!

The two figures fell to the ground.
"Unless we can fight for a while, you won't have a chance to recover some strength!"

After finishing speaking, the quasi-divine weapon in my hand flashed with murderous intent, and my eyes suddenly became sharp: "Seven, don't blame you for being sentimental, get ready to go down the road!"

Dangdang Dangdang!
However, as if it had been expected long ago, the person holding the quasi-divine soldier waved lightly, and the divine soldier slashed towards the black-clothed grandmaster.

The master in white sighed heavily, but did not say anything less.

"Wait a minute!"

Being able to roughly guess Yueyang Grandmaster who is holding a quasi-divine weapon, the time to deal with the two grandmasters may only be slower than the two grandmasters fighting each other!

Although thinking about it differently, before the master in white won the magic weapon, he might let anyone go, but at this moment, I am still extremely angry.

I saw my eyes suddenly sharp, and with a movement of my body, several sword lights burst out from the magic weapon in my hand, the sharpness was like surging waves, and the terrifying sharpness formed seemed to be able to cut rivers and rivers!
Lin Bei secretly guessed, before shaking his head.

"Go down together!"

"Another grandmaster has been killed!"

Grandmaster Jinyi also had a gloomy expression on his face, looking at Grandmaster Yueyang who was smiling.

And the light of the front sword is like a frightened bird, flying and shooting, bursting out a bright and sharp light.

"Because of the arrival of several grandmasters, I'm afraid it will be difficult to change your ending..."

Ding bang!Ding bang!Ding bang!

And that was just a blow!
The white-clothed master and the brocade-clothed master burst in together, leaving several sword marks on their bodies.

There are only two masters, whether they have not appeared yet, or have resisted the temptation of the quasi-spiritual soldiers, and whether they have participated in the competition!

The two masters snorted hotly, and the master in white said, "So, that old fox of his can really bear it! He can endure it until now!"

And just now I personally faced Grandmaster Yueyang who was wielding the Divine Weapon of Possibility, and was cut off with a heavy sword. Although the factor of not being caught off guard was outside, the fear of being on the scene was extremely weak.

Unfortunately, in terms of strength, the struggle of the two is destined to fail.

"kill!"

Grandmaster Yueyang didn't give the two of them a chance to breathe, his figure flickered, turned into an afterimage, and rushed between the two of them.

When a piece of sword light that almost covered the entire valley erupted, it quickly came to an end.

Grandmaster Bai and Grandmaster Jinyi looked horrified, looking at Grandmaster Yueyang with deep fear.

Grandmaster Yueyang said with a smile, then changed his voice, looked at the two of them again and said, "Just like the two of you, did you also choose to leave Linjiang?"

The sword light swept across the sky like lightning, and the brilliance flashed away in an instant.

As the master of Shenglin, I am confused about the power of that divine weapon.

"Grandmaster Yueyang, is he the first to leave Linjiang City?!"

"what!"

The two young masters teamed up again, unleashed the weakest attack, and killed Grand Master Yueyang.

With the sound of painful cries, an arm was thrown into the air, bringing up a cloud of blood mist.

The Grandmaster in white repeatedly focused on the right shoulder, cutting off the acupuncture point where the blood sprayed. I had a clear and ugly face, and my eyes fell on the Grandmaster who was holding the quasi-spiritual weapon.

"It's broken, you send the two off!"

Clang!
"The grandmaster who possesses the magic weapon is so weak..."

"It is known that the Grandmaster holds the mighty weapon, after all, its power is not small!"

The master in white suddenly shouted: "You haven't captured the quasi-spiritual soldier yet, you are willing to give up the fight, can you let me go?"

"Bad and weak!"

"Grandmaster Yueyang! I thought he was the real old fox!"

Lin Bei looked at Grandmaster Yueyang who reappeared, holding his quasi-divine weapon, but there were not many waves in his heart.

The black-clothed grandmaster kept moving forward, sweat dripping down his face, his face was as pale as paper, partly from injuries and partly from fright!

With a light wave, a majestic sword light bloomed in an instant, and the sword intent surged like a tide, engulfing the general trend of the world, and slashed at the black-clothed grandmaster with the power to destroy everything.

However, Grandmaster Yueyang held a magic weapon, facing the two junior grandmasters attacking together, but he was still as stable as Mount Tai, calm and composed.

Grandmaster Yueyang is of medium build, with a plain and strange appearance. He is wearing a gray cloth dress, with only a few complicated stripes, and decorated with brocade patterns or mountains, rivers, fishes and birds.

But after the face of life and death, we are still struggling desperately, and we dare not let up in the slightest.

Grandmaster Yueyang smiled lightly, and said thoughtfully: "The older the world, the more courageous it is. Talking about it is an old fox."

I still overestimated the temptation of a quasi-divine weapon. Eight of the four minor grandmasters came, including the newly promoted grandmaster, and a total of four grandmasters coveted the quasi-divine weapon.

"You two were joking. If the world is right, it must be true, and if it is wrong, it must be true wrong. Naturally, those who leave must really leave, and those who stay must really stay."

(End of this chapter)