I Am a Magic Sword

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When Deng Yifei defeated Chen Qingning, many outside disciples cheered.

They like to watch weak as strong, so they have seen it before, and some of them even dreamed that if they were standing on the stage!

"carry on!"

"carry on!"

"carry on!"

No one was needed to mobilize the atmosphere, and almost all outside disciples shouted in unison.

Some of them admired Deng Yifei and felt that they had witnessed the emergence of a Tianyunmen genius.

He hates Deng Yifei, is jealous of Deng Yifei, and is not used to Deng Yifei's stinky face. He also hopes to see him continue to challenge, because only if he continues to challenge will he be able to collapse.

They hope Dang Ming can teach Deng Yifei a good lesson because they can't do it.

"Do you want to continue?" Deputy Master Zhang asked with expectation.

As a qualified deputy master, he hopes that Tianyunmen will be talented, and will continue to grow Tianyunmen. He hopes that one day he will see Tianyunmen become the first monarch of the Western Qin Dynasty and become one of the top forces in the entire southern region.

Dang Ming also looked at Deng Yifei. Deng Yifei was very strong, but he was not afraid.

Because his party name is stronger!

Dang Ming is very clear about Chen Qingning's strength. Chen Qingning's talent is quite good, and he is on par with him, but in order to break through the innate, Chen Qingning's control of martial arts is not strong.

Especially when Chen Qingning and Deng Yifei were fighting, Dang Ming saw clearly that Chen Qingning played a little abnormally. If it was not Dang Ming who knew Chen Qingning, he doubted whether Chen Qingning was deliberately releasing water!

Dang Ming did not have any contests for the 17-year-old group. He only thought that Chen Qingning was in the contest, and he ran into a hard stubble. Until now, there was no good idea. This was cheaper for Deng Yifei.

"continue!"

"Do you need to take a break?"

Deng Yifei said slightly ruthlessly: "No, it ends early, I want to go back and continue to practice!"

"Cultivation is important, but it is necessary to combine work and rest, and blindly practice hard work behind closed doors, sometimes with less effort!" Deputy Master Zhang said a little, and turned to ask Dang Ming, "Are you ready?"

"Master Deputy Master, I am ready to compete at any time!" Dang Ming said confidently.

"Okay, go to the ring!"

On the ring, the two stood again.

The ring gradually became quieter, and all the outside disciples looked at the two top-ranking brothers on the ring.

This is the last battle of the external martial arts competition this year, and it will also be the most exciting battle!

In the past years, there were also the top names of the 16-year-old group, challenging the top names of the 17-year-old group and the 18-year-old group, but the difference in strength between the two sides was slightly larger.

Dang Ming looked at Deng Yifei, who had a stern look in front of him, and said that he was not jealous in his heart, that was false.

When he was 16 years old, he was only in the late Yuanyuan Realm's strength and was eliminated in the top 30. At the age of 17, he had the peak strength of Zhenyuan Realm, but he still stopped at the top 11.

However, in order to reflect the big belly in front of the deputy master, he still pulled out a long knife in his hand to remind: "Senior Deng, this Shenyue knife in my hand is a top-level spirit weapon, which can easily cut off all ordinary weapons and never kill. Blood, you have to be careful!"

When Deng Yifei heard Dang Ming’s words, he raised his eyebrows. He pulled out the Red Blood Sword and said, "The sword in my hand, named Red Blood, was bought in a dilapidated blacksmith shop during my training. When I saw it for the first time, I decided that it should be mine Deng Yifei. I paid ten gold coins to the boss. At the moment of holding the sword handle, it awoke! It loved the blood of the villain, every drink With the blood of a villain, it will be very happy... but it is not as strong as your Shenyue Dao, it is just a middle grade spirit weapon, but I believe that as long as I work hard, it will eventually one day, will Show it to the world!"

Chen Hao looked at Deng Yifei stunned, but did not expect his imagination to be so rich!

This introduction not only highlighted the Red Blood Sword, but also boasted of myself by the way!

As for his strength to be downgraded to a middle-grade spirit weapon, Chen Hao didn't care much.

As soon as Deng Yifei finished the introduction, the disciples outside the stage discussed it.

"Like the blood of evildoers? Is there such a spirit sword?"

"It should be there. I heard that spirit swords are all spiritual. Some powerful spirit swords and sword spirits have their own personalities and their own hobbies... And the spirit swords with high spirituality sometimes choose their own masters! "

"There is a big family behind Brother Party, and it is not surprising that there is a Spirit Sword, but I did not expect that Brother Deng also had a Spirit Sword, or a middle-grade Spirit Sword. I heard that our inner brothers and sisters, and those without a Spirit Sword, even if they have Most of the spirit swords are only inferior spirit swords!"

"That's your luck without Brother Deng!"

"Yes, if it's an ordinary person, get that sword, maybe the spirit of that sword won't wake up, or the sword won't be sold for ten gold coins!"

"I think it's probably because of Brother Deng's character? Brother Deng is a decent person, likes to fight against injustice, and once killed the scoundrels in the street and destroyed a group of bandits. When I went down the mountain, I heard of his reputation... That spirit sword that loves the blood of evil villains may have chosen to follow Brother Deng because of this!"

"It sounds reasonable to say this!"

"..."

Zhang Yongliang also glanced at the red blood sword in Deng Yifei's hand. It was indeed a middle-grade spirit sword, but nothing special.

But since the spirit of the sword is so special, maybe it will become a Taoist weapon after thousands of years!

Of course, he only wanted to think about it. The Zhongpin Spirit Sword has not been taken into consideration by his deputy master.

"Let's get started!" Dang Ming saw that a group of people in the ring were discussing Deng Yifei, discussing the spirit sword in Deng Yifei's hands, and did not want to drag it on!

"it is good!"

The two made moves at the same time and rushed towards each other.

In Deng Yifei's hands, the red blood sword glowed with dazzling white light.

Many disciples from the audience cheered again.

Deng Yifei's aurora mood is too dazzling!

Many undisciplined disciples feel that their eyes will be swayed in a flash!

However, more than half of the people are already prepared. After all, when Deng Yifei and Chen Qingning competed, they were shaken once!

"Brother Deng's artistic conception looks so strong!"

"How do I feel too dazzling?"

"I like to pull the wind like this!"

After a move, both sides had a simple judgment on each other's strength.

Dang Ming is indeed stronger than Chen Qingning, and even better than Li Wenxuan. He realized that it was still the artistic conception of the earth. Deng Yifei can be seen from the strength of the other party and the yellowed sword body of Shen Yuejian.

Deng Yifei didn't deal with the innate warriors very much, but the inner disciples who teach to Yunhaifeng every month still tell them the colors and characteristics of some common moods.

However, what Ding Ming realized was that it was only the artistic conception of the entry level.

Dang Ming looked at Deng Yifei, his face dignified.

He seemed to understand why Chen Qingning and Deng Yifei just failed to show their full strength just now, and it seemed that they were releasing water!