Evil Heart

With the command of Sima Changkong, the five people on the field quickly stepped back.

Due to the East, Yuan Yuchen stands with a negative hand and looks at the four players. Due to the north, Qin in white is full of war and his eyes are fixed on Yuan Yuchen.

The other three were close, with a trace of vigilance in their eyes.

For a moment, no one wanted to start first, and the audience was impatient.

"You do it. I spent 20 gold dollars to watch the game. I still want to watch the second game."

"Shh"

"little shadow swords, pick four, pick four, kill them all."

"Come on, mubai, make a good start for Yanjing University. Women will not let men, kill them."

"Young master, isn't this wood family the ancient family of Zixia university? How come all their children are studying in Yanjing University? " Night without sword looking at the wood white on the field, suddenly want to think of what, ask a way.

The night without evil eyes slightly a coagulation, said: "any family can not easily pass on for thousands of years, no deep foundation to do backing, who can say clearly, the first floor of the collection of wood home information is very little, although the wood home is not as simple as in the past, but it is absolutely not as simple as it seems, thin dead camel is bigger than horse."

"Yes." Ye Wuxie nodded and looked into the distance again.

"Little shadow sword? I've heard a lot about it. Let me meet you this time. " Finally, Zou Mei, a male contestant at the beginning of the University, said in a deep voice. On one side, the contestants of Dalong understood and laughed: "that's what I mean."

Obviously, they reached an inexplicable tacit understanding for a moment, and they flashed at their feet and shot to the East.

Mu Bai's eyes flashed, and a light sword appeared in his hand. When his feet collapsed, he even went straight to the small shadow sword yuan Yuchen.

Qin Lang's face is indifferent, but he doesn't act rashly. He looks at the four lightly.

Almost at the same time, the three men formed a triangle around yuan Yuchen, the little shadow sword. Yuan Yuchen was still in the light of the wind and the clouds. The three momentum came towards him quickly, and the corners of his clothes trembled, making the sound of the wind blowing. However, his waist sword still did not come out of its sheath.

"Hum." There is a sneer in the hearts of the contestants of Dachu and Dalong. Yuan Yuchen wants to die himself. Don't blame us!

A trace of dignity flashed in the white eyes of the wood. His figure was a little faster in an instant. A green drill was waved out and turned into a sword river, whistling toward yuan Yuchen.

"The true spirit sword technique of the wood family gathers the vitality of heaven and earth, just like the legend." Where the elder of several universities is, an old man in grey takes a deep breath.

"The wood family has been handed down for thousands of years. Naturally, it can't be underestimated. The legend of Mu Bai Yi, the ancestor of the wood family, has affected many generations. Although it has been forgotten now, the unique point of true spirit sword technique can be said to create an era of Kendo. I just don't know whether the elder Mu Bai Yi still exists in the world." Another old woman recalled respectfully.

"If master Mu Bai is still there, how can the master Mu be killed?" The old man in grey sighed, but he didn't want to go on. The others nodded, showing their regret.

Seeing the three swords quickly cut at Yuan Yuchen, everyone held their breath. None of the people who can participate in the final of the five countries and six prefectures are ordinary people, or at least the leaders of contemporary young people. However, Yuan Yuchen turned a blind eye to it. Is it really so strong that he can easily escape?

Three Zhangs, two Zhangs, one Zhangs, three swords quickly to Yuan Yuchen, finally, as long as less than half a breath time will cut to his body.

Did you die like this? Is yuan Yuchen, one of the four geniuses and masters of Zixia University, dead in this way?

Although yuan's Xiushi is more powerful than the other three, he is also one of the three!

Finally, in everyone's expectation and tension, a white lightning cut across the sky. No, to be exact, it should be a sword shadow, just like the sword shadow of lightning. The white sword shadow flashed away.

That's it? Many people scoff, Zixia University generation Tianjiao, but also so!

However, suddenly something strange happened. I saw that the three swords that cut to Yuan Yuchen suddenly burst apart, and they were divided into two parts as if they were real objects.

Everyone gasps. If you are an ordinary person, who is sure to resist such a rapid attack at such a short distance? However, Yuan Yuchen, the little shadow sword, gives an answer.

But is it really over?

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

Two blood swords shot into the void, three swords quickly disappeared, followed by three virtual shadows shot in three directions, like a broken kite.

One of them stopped quickly, like a fairy in white, and slowly fell to the ground, just at the edge of the challenge arena. This man was Mu Bai. At this time, Mu Bai's face was more white, but compared with the previous, it was with a pale color, no blood color.

The other two, like cannonballs, shot off the field and knocked down a large crowd.

"So strong!"On the grandstand, many people stood up and looked at Yuan Yuchen on the field.

"What a fast sword!" The night has no sword, the facial expression one coagulates, eyebrow tiny Cu.

The night has no evil slightly a smile way: "know this time underestimate the world person."

"What you taught me." Yewujian nods solemnly. Over the years, yewujian has made great progress in getting rid of the burden of hatred. In his heart, he has a kind of invincible mentality. In particular, his Hunyuan Wuji Xuangong given by Yewu cult is even more uncanny, which makes yewujian's strength soar.

However, the lonely night without sword mentality has some expansion, even some arrogance.

Yewu Xie shook his head and looked at Yuan Yuchen on the field. After a moment of silence, he continued: "pride is an important character of the monk, but arrogance is the biggest enemy to stop the monk's progress. You don't have to belittle yourself. Although yuan Yuchen's sword is fast, you have at least eight points to grasp this attack. Besides, if it's you, it's also important for yuan Yuchen to wield this attack I don't know. "

Ye Wujian nodded, which he didn't deny. Yuan Yuchen's sword is really fast, but its power is weaker than speed. Besides, ye Wujian has gained a lot from the competition with brothers and sisters on the first night all the year round. If only on the speed of the sword, Yuan Yuchen's sword should be a little slower than ye Wufeng's. Ye Wujian is sure to avoid the sword of Ye Wufeng What about yuan Yuchen? Of course, I don't think it's yuan Yuchen's bottom line if there is no sword at night.

Looking at yewujian's heavy eyes, yewuxie nodded slightly. With yewujian's savvy, he didn't need to say much about it.

On the challenge arena, Yuan Yuchen is still indifferent. The joint efforts of the three white jade experts do not pose any threat to him. With one sword, he breaks it and flies three people. Two of them faint and mubai is about to fall. Yuan Yuchen glances at mubai and then looks at Qin Lang who has no action.

"Xiaoyingjian is really worthy of its name. Its speed has reached an incredible level. No one can stop it at all. Qin Lang probably can't stop it either. This game is too fast."

"That's not necessarily true. You can see that Qin Lang is still calm and comfortable. The next step is to watch them fight one by one. If you can see such a competition, the value of the twenty gold dollars, I will practice hard and reach the realm of small shadow sword as soon as possible."

"Just you? It is estimated that this life is impossible, next life. "

At the edge of the challenge arena, Mu Bai sees yuan Yuchen's disdainful eyes. His eyes are full of anger. He holds a light sword and is ready to step forward again.

However, a voice suddenly thought: "you go down, you are not his opponent."

Mu Bai turned his head and looked at the source of the voice. Qin Lang shook his head slightly. There was a trace of sincerity in his eyes. There was no slightest disdain. He could see a trace of worry.

"Unless you beat me, as long as I'm still in this arena, I'll stand until the last moment." A trace of firmness and stubbornness flashed in Mu Bai's eyes. Suddenly, his figure disappeared in the same place again and flew towards yuan Yuchen.

"The spirit of autumn water."

Mubai drank deeply. Suddenly, countless water like sword waves ripple away in all directions. Instead of any power, it makes people feel a little tender. Of course, it's just the feeling of ordinary people. If you underestimate this sword, it's a big mistake. It's estimated that there are few enemies in the cultivation of white jade.

"Bo"

it's like a water flower blooming. One piece turns into tens of millions. Countless sword flowers suddenly surge up. Surprisingly, Yuan Yuchen and Qin Lang are involved in this sword.

Under the scene of "mubai girl", a woman who looks like she is in her thirties flashed a little worry in her eyes. She pondered that if she saw it at night, she would recognize him. It was Mu Xiaoxiao, a teacher of Yanjing University.

"Hoo

Suddenly, another white robe figure appeared in the void. A seven foot ten sword in his hand blocked the graceful figure of mubai.

"You're not his opponent, I don't want to see people get hurt." Qin Lang's face was slightly heavy, and the ten swords in his hand waved forward without any sword power. However, Mu Bai's petite body suddenly moved away from the challenge arena.

Mu Bai didn't react at all for a moment, so she fell to the ground and looked at Qin Lang in surprise. She obviously didn't expect that Qin Lang had driven herself out of the challenge arena only by her strength. Her face was full of loneliness. At this time, Qin Lang nodded slightly to her and then drifted down to the challenge arena.

"Am I really so weak?" Mu Bai cried in his heart. At this time, a gentle jade hand held her shoulder. Mu Bai's tears could no longer help flowing out. He buried his head in the arms of the figure beside him and cried: "aunt."

It was Mu Xiaoxiao who came. Mu Xiaoxiao patted Mu Bai on the back and comforted him: "you've tried your best. Now you're not their opponent. It doesn't mean you won't be in the future. You're the son and daughter of the Mu family. You're no weaker than anyone else."

"Yes." Mu Bai nodded deeply and cried bitterly.

Although yuan Yaochen was on both sides of the arena, he had no time to fight with the other three.