Come to The Peak

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Luo Yu was relatively close to the teleportation hall, and soon flew to the teleportation hall, and then returned to the secret portal teleportation hall of Zixia Tianzong by sitting directly on the teleportation array.

"Well, Brother Luo Yu, you are back"

When the telecom deacon at the portal of the hall saw Luo Yu return, he showed a hint of joy.

"Brother, what's wrong, is there something wrong with Zongmen?"

Luo Yu asked curiously.

"Well, people from Jiufeng Jiange have come to my Zixia Tianzong. Now some powerful disciples in Jiufeng Jiange have threatened to challenge the masters on Zixia Stele, and many of them went.

You ’re here, just to frustrate those people ’s anger and face, things are so good at me, haha. ”

The deacon patted Luo Yu's shoulder and laughed.

Although he is also a great martial artist, he has already passed the age of 100 years and is no longer a disciple. Naturally, he cannot go to the Zixia Monument.

"What is my best face?"

Luo Yu heard nothing for a while, and then asked, "Jiufeng Sword Pavilion, but of the seven gates on the mainland, which is best at using swords?"

"Yes, it is them. Although Jiufeng Jiange and Zixia Tianzong are friends, but the temper of those guys is stink and hard. You do n’t know, I was ..."

The deacon said more and more the trend that he couldn't stop, Luo Yu quickly stopped.

"Brother, that brother is going first, leave!"

After speaking, Luo Yu flew away from the teleportation hall.

"Master, they are in the central square of Zixia Peak ..."

"Got it…"

"Hey ... being young is good and full of energy"

The deacon saw Luo Yu fly away in a hurry and sighed. In fact, he didn't know that Luo Yu was afraid of the sky flying when he spoke, so he fled immediately.

"Jiufeng Sword Pavilion! Zongmen, famous for his sword, really wants to see ..."

There was a hot battle in Luo Yu's eyes, and he quickly flew to the central square of Zixia Peak.

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On the competition field in the central square of Zixia Peak, two streamers kept passing and colliding.

Dangdangdang ...!

Ximen Huaqing's sword was faster than a sword, and the sword strokes continued like a tide.

No sword stabs the spikes no more than a tenth of a second apart. This sword moves so fast that it's dazzling.

Tuobahong had already seen sweat on his head, and the epee in his hand kept blocking, and was attacked back and forth.

This wave of attacks hit him with only a parry and no fight back, so that the flaws will appear sooner or later.

Huh!

Suddenly there was a gap in his bottom plate defense, a sword gas shot through his thigh, and suddenly blood spewed.

The defense in Tuobahong's hand also showed a flaw because of this, and the cold light in Ximen Huaqing's eyes flickered with a sword.

Tuobahong withdrew his sword to block it, but found that it was a false move, and at this moment he moved the sword to reveal the flaw.

Huh!

A sword light stabbed at his chest.

Huh!

Xi'an Huaqing's Yuanqi Greatsword pierced into Tuobahong's chest, but stopped a little while before he could reach his heart.

Huh!

Simon Huaqing kicked Tuobahong's chest again, Tuobahong spit out blood and flew out of the battlefield, Xi Lengming quickly flew to catch Tuobahong.

"Wow ..."

"Brother Tuoba was defeated without surpassing thirty moves ..."

This scene made Zixia Tianzong's disciples upset, and his face was a bit ugly.

"Hahaha ... who else, who else?"

Simon Huaqing held the Yuanqi long sword and pointed at the disciples underneath and laughed.

"I'll fight you!"

A young man in a gold robe, Jin Zhen also flew out as soon as he stepped on the ground. Jin Zhen didn't say much. He directly held a golden machete and killed Ximen Huaqing.

The same disciples of Zixia Tianzong, no matter who they were, were easily defeated by the disciples of the foreign ancestors.

Jin Zhen was also in the later stage of the spiritual realm, but using a knife, began to make Simon Huaqing unaccustomed, and was forced to use the big red sword on his back.

That big red sword was also a treasure with a seven-mark pattern. After using a real sword, the strength of Ximen Huaqing was improved. The result was also within 30 strokes. Jin Zhen was also wounded by a sword. defeat.

At this moment, the people of Jiufeng Jiange became more and more proud, and Zixia Tianzong was angry with anger in his heart.

However, they are not clear. The strength of Ximen Huaqing is equal to that of Ye Ye. It is not too surprising that they can beat them so easily.

Finally, a white dress with the coldness of the sword also flew on the battlefield.

Cold and frosty, fluttering in white clothes, holding a long white sword, a charming face, and the unfriendly temperament of high cold are also very able to evoke a man's desire to conquer.

"Sister Leng! Sister Leng!"

When Leng Rushuang came on the scene, many werewolves were crying for a while.

"Well, what a pretty lady, dare to ask the girl's name?"

When Simon Huaqing came into play as cold as frost, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, and he asked with a smile.

"Humph!"

Leng Rushuang still cherishes words like gold, with a humming sound from his nose, the snow-white sword in his hand has condensed into a layer of white ice.

Suddenly the surrounding air became cold, and the temperature within a few hundred meters dropped sharply.

The frosty body surface also exuded white real strength.

Cold as frost is a relatively rare warrior with ice properties. Eight yuan treasures have already formed in the body, and it is not long before the spiritual consummation is completed.

Seeing the cold chill from the frost, Ximen Huaqing revealed a dignity.

He is a warrior with fire attributes, and will be somewhat restrained from attacking the real element, but his eyebrows are still very confident.

Huh!

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Leng Rushuang shook his long sword into a cold light and shot it at Ximen Huaqing. The long sword in his hand sent out a white Jianmang and cut it at Ximen Huaqing.

Simon Huaqing cut out a flaming sword qi, and collided with the cold jianmang, making a burst of snoring and white smoke.

The frosty coldness and Simon Huaqing's figure also turned into two streamers intertwine and collide.

Dangdang Dangdang's sword sounded endlessly, ringing the audience.

Leng Rushuang's strength is much stronger than that of Tuobahong and Jin Zhen, and has already surpassed 30 moves under the men of Ximen Huaqing.

However, Simon Huaqing gradually used his real strength. In the fortieth move, the guy even cut off the frosty shirt on his shoulders, exposing a white snow, leaving a light blood stain on his skin.

Leng Rushuang's heart was furious, but the sword in his hands showed a flaw, and was cut off by Ximen Huaqing with a piece of shirt and white **** wrapped in crisp breasts.

"Ha ha ha ... girl, I will cut all your clothes with the next sword, do you still fight?"

Ximen Huaqing laughed, showing a hint of frivolity.

The frosty proponents of the audience saw this scene as angry and shameless.

Huh!

The frosty sword move appeared flaws, and Simon Huaqing just caught this gap, and a real Yuanli shot the cold, frost, and it was so cold that the frost shot back, and another sword stabbed at Lengru Frost's left chest.

If this sword was stabbed, even though Simon Huaqing didn't dare to kill the cold as frost, all the cold as frost's face was lost.