Pill Sovereign Reborn

On the huge competition platform, the wind of the Southern Dynasty stood up with a calm face.

"Thank you for coming to visit our temple of heaven.

Today's contest, as you all know, is a contest between the five gentlemen of our Longyuan Empire and the five saints from Tianfeng empire.

Here, let's applaud for the top 10 talents and hope they can give me the best fight in the future. "

In the Southern Dynasties, the wind gathered in the throat, said Lang Sheng.

In the meeting hall, millions of strong and talented disciples of various forces could clearly hear the words of the Southern Dynasty wind.

Immediately, the applause thundered, and all the practitioners applauded and cheered.

"Now, I hereby announce that the martial arts contest between Longyuan and Tianfeng has officially begun.

Next, our college will have a special tutor to preside over the contest and announce the relevant rules of the contest! "

The wind of the Southern Dynasties is the sound of the road.

Then, with a flash of body, he came to the VIP seat in the center of the meeting hall. After meeting the Lord Longyuan, he came to take a seat next to the leader of Qidao hall.

After the wind of the southern dynasties took a seat at the VIP table, another old man appeared on the martial arts platform.

That's one of the top mentors at the temple.

"Next, I will preside over the contest. At the same time, I will explain the rules of the contest.

The two sides of the contest, until one side is unable to fight again, automatically admit defeat, or fall out of the contest platform, the end of the contest.

And the winner will have the qualification to continue to challenge the next one! "

The old man said aloud.

Explain the rules of the contest in detail.

"Now, the competition begins. Tianfeng empire is a guest from afar. In the first battle, the talent of your country will be the first to choose opponents."

In the end, the old man looked at the rest area where the five saints of Tianfeng were, indicating who would be sent to fight?

"I'll do it!"

For a long time, among the five saints of Tianfeng, a young man with short stature, thin as a skin monkey, gave a strange cry and jumped onto the platform.

His feet fell to the ground with a thump, which made the Biwu platform rumble.

Fortunately, the materials used to build the platform are tough enough to easily withstand the momentum of confrontation between the strong below Tongyou.

Otherwise, the young man, like a monkey, would easily collapse the huge platform.

"I've long heard that Zhou Zhao, a swordsman, is unparalleled in swordsmanship. In Longyuan, he is gifted in kendo, far more than his peers.

Molinhou, one of the five saints of xiatianfeng, is also proficient in swordsmanship in Tianfeng empire.

Today, I want to teach the swordsman! "

Mo Lin Hou looks at the rest area on the side of Longyuan. His small eyes are fixed on Zhou Zhao, a sword gentleman who is closing his eyes to nourish his spirit in the rest area.

At the same time, in the palm of molinhou's hand, a short sword appeared.

"Sword gentleman, can you fight?"

On the stage, the old man looked at Zhou Zhao and asked in a voice.

In the rest area, Zhou Zhao, a swordsman, opened his eyes slowly. In his eyes, there were thousands of shining lights. The light was like a sword, which seemed to penetrate people's soul in an instant and shoot people's divine consciousness. It was full of a powerful force that could not be explained clearly.

"I, Zhou Zhao, fight!"

Zhou Zhao stood up with a long sword on his back and set foot on nabiwu platform in the air, facing namolinhou from afar.

Seeing Zhou Zhao's appearance on the stage, the tutor of the holy temple's body flashed and disappeared that day. He handed over the Biwu platform to Zhou Zhao and Mo Linhou.

"Come on

Zhou Zhao slowly drew out the sword on his back and looked at Mo Linhou opposite him. He stood upright like a gun, and his whole body was full of pride.

"Be careful!"

Maureen Hou murmured.

With a flash of body shape, he pounced directly on Zhou Zhao. In his hand, his short sword lingered in the glory of Taoism and burst into the sky, piercing Zhou Zhao's heart.

The sword he stabbed was so fast that it was like a flash of light. It was too late for people to react.

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however, Zhou Zhao, the swordsman, was completely unmoved. With a long sword in his hand, he easily blocked molinhou's stabbing sword.

When the two swords hit each other, a string of dazzling sparks burst out and a sharp metallic sound was made.

Mo Lin Hou was not surprised. He knew that Zhou Zhao was very strong and the other side could block his own attack. That's reasonable. On the contrary, if Zhou Zhao, a swordsman, was defeated by him so easily, he still felt a little incredible.

Shua ~

Mo Linhou's sword was easily blocked by Zhou Zhao. Then, he quickly changed his moves. He held the short sword in his hand with his backhand, and his body suddenly turned sideways. The blade of the short sword swept towards Zhou Zhao's neck.

Dang ~

however, Zhou Zhao was still in shape, and his sword swept away again, which easily blocked Mo Linhou's attack again.Dang Dang

Next, Mo Lin Hou's attack kept on, his short sword kept flying up and down, and he danced the shadow of Dao Dao sword.

The shadow of the sword all over the sky enveloped Zhou Zhao.

Each sword shadow has a very strong sword potential, and each sword shadow seems unreal, but in fact it has a very strong destructive power.

If you don't pay attention, you will be torn to pieces by the shadow of the sword.

However, Zhou Zhao is a swordsman after all. He has profound attainments in swordsmanship. He has his own experience in all kinds of swordsmanship and also knows the shortcomings of all kinds of swordsmanship.

Although the swordsmanship of this Mo Lin Hou is extremely fierce, it still does not constitute a threat in his eyes.

Therefore, Zhou Zhao's body was standing in the same place, and his sword kept flying in his hand, which kept Mo Linhou from attacking fiercely again and again.

On the stage, everyone can see a string of dazzling sparks, competing to release.

A stream of violent turbulence, competing to disappear.

Such a big competition platform, I can't help shivering.

It's hard for everyone to catch Mo Linhou's sword attack, and it's hard to see Zhou Zhao's sword.

It's really dazzling and amazing. I can't stop pumping air.

"Your swordsmanship is about close combat, isn't it?"

After fighting for hundreds of moves, Zhou Zhao, a swordsman, suddenly said.

"If you are good at using daggers, you are good at close combat.

If I keep a certain distance from you, you will be very passive, won't you? "

In the end, Zhou Zhao, the sword gentleman, smiles again.

Then, with a little bit of tiptoe, he used a very mysterious body method to easily avoid the fierce attack of molinhou.

At the same time, he quickly distanced himself from Mo Linhou and avoided the range of Mo Linhou's sword power.

As soon as he saw Zhou Zhao perform a wonderful body method, he easily avoided his sword range and wanted to distance himself.

Mo Linhou's pupil shrinks, and immediately he swindles his body and doesn't give Zhou Zhao a chance to dodge.

"Chop!"

As soon as Zhou Zhao saw that Mo Lin Hou was bullying him quickly, he suddenly gave a deep drink.

With a sweep of the long sword in his hand, a sharp and unparalleled sword suddenly killed him.

The sword was very fast, but molinhou dodged it.

As soon as he dodged away from the sword, he suddenly saw the sword gentleman Zhou Zhao holding the sword to bully him.

"You want to fight me close? Swordsman, you are only good at using the long sword. It's not easy to use the long sword in close combat. "

As soon as he saw Zhou Zhao, the gentleman of sword, he dared to bully himself. Mo Lin Hou could not help sneering.

"Who says I'm good at long sword?"

Zhou Zhao smiles mysteriously.

As soon as this remark came out, molinhou felt bad, because he found that Zhou Zhao had already grasped a dagger in his left hand.

At the moment, the dagger was stabbing at his throat like a poisonous snake at a very tricky angle, very fast.

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Mo Linhou reacted very quickly. He stabbed out the dagger in his hand and stopped Zhou zhaona's dagger.

Shua ~

the vigorous wind rises suddenly and the sword is surging.

As soon as molinhou blocked Zhou Zhao's short sword, Zhou Zhao's right hand swept with a long sword, cutting directly at molinhou's head.

Seeing this, Mo Lin Hou's pupils shrink and his eyes look surprised. Fortunately, he is quick enough to draw his sword to avoid Zhou Zhao's sweeping sword.

However, although he dodged quickly, his long hair was cut down by Zhou Zhao's sweeping sword.

Looking at the wisp of hair cut off on the ground, Maureen Hou's face was ugly. He knew that this time, he fell behind.

"How can you use double swords?"

For a long time, Mo Linhou woke up and stared at Zhou Zhao, who was holding a short sword in one hand and a long sword in the other, with a shocked face.