Tripod Reverses the Heaven

Gu Feng easily used his magic power to conjure up a pale golden sword, which suddenly started a burst of exclamation. No one expected that Gu Feng was only three or four years old, and his mana would be so strong.

Of course, Jia Zhengjin and the Challenger arranged by him were the most shocked. Since the ancient wind showed his hand, Jia Zhengjin knew that the challenge of the person arranged was doomed to fail.

Jia Zhengjin said to himself with a gloomy face, "no wonder you dare to offend me. You really have some skills. But is that enough? I'll let you know the end of offending me in qualifying after Xi

Shocked the people who came to challenge, Gu Feng looked at Jia Zhengjin and showed a lovely smile. Then he whispered to the challenger, "I'm sorry, your mission can't be achieved today."

After that, Gu Feng took the lead in launching an attack. He shouted: "the torrential rain of thunder and nine swords!"

With the ancient wind's loud drink, countless sword shadows were caged to the challenger. The sword shadows were heavy and airtight, just like the pouring rainstorm, which could not be avoided at all. The man who came to challenge was shocked and hurriedly raised his sword to resist.

After a collision, many wounds appeared on the man, and the blood kept coming out. This is just the result of the ancient wind's deliberate mercy, otherwise you can take your life every minute.

Originally, the ancient style would not be determined by swords, but there were several secret scripts about swordsmanship in his ring. He reluctantly chose this one, Jinglei nine swords, over and over. It took him only two hours to master the essence of the sword. This is his talent. Ordinary disciples can't learn it in such a short time, let alone master the essence.

The first move of the ancient style made this person unable to parry and attracted a lot of cheers under the stage. Then the ancient wind sword road changed again and shouted, "the startling rainbow of thunder nine swords shines in the air."

With the use of the ancient wind sword, a seven color rainbow cuts through the battlefield. When the challenger was completely stunned, the seven color rainbow roared past and took away a wisp of the other party's long hair, which made the man pale.

It's obvious that the ancient wind is releasing water just now. If the ancient wind is willing, this sword can completely eliminate the other party's head.

Today's ancient style needs to frighten and make its own reputation. Otherwise, any cat and dog dares to challenge themselves. Why don't you die of fatigue?

At this time, the Challenger had no power to parry. The green snake sword in his hand had already been picked out by the ancient wind. He stood in the field and let the ancient wind do it. He was afraid that because of his random movement, he would "lose his hand" to the ancient style. Once the ancient wind loses its accuracy, his life will be lost.

I have to say, this is a kind of sadness. He stood on the platform blankly and was a sword target.

The ancient style was not polite at all. He used the whole set of thunder nine swords, but there were more than 100 wounds on the challenger. He had already become a bloody man and his eyes were dull.

With the fall of the last sword, amazing applause broke out under the stage, and the Challenger sat down on the stage with his face full of ashes.

On the high platform, the elders were stunned and shocked one by one. Only Bai Changlao smiled. He knew the ancient style of swordsmanship best. He saw with his own eyes that the ancient style took only two hours to master the essence. At that time, he sighed in his heart for a long time.

Taking back the pale gold sword, Gu Feng looked in the direction of Jia Zhengjin. His eyes were full of war intention and did not fear each other's fame. When he was still in the demon tomb, Gu Feng had a fight with Wu Feng, the eldest grandson in the middle of fahaijing, so he was not afraid of Jia Zhengjin.

The eldest grandson Wufeng is a child of a big family. In addition to his strong mana, he has also learned the most powerful magic skills, so the ancient style is invincible. However, Jia Zhengjin is far from it. Although he has broken Dan and become an expert in Fahai realm, as an external disciple, he has not obtained the skills after Fahai realm, nor learned the powerful magic. What he can rely on is that he has strong magic power. However, the foundation of ancient wind in the true Qi realm is extremely solid, and all the small meridians in the whole body are counted. Generally, if you really talk about its mana, it may not be better than Jia Zhengjin.

Gu Feng won a victory and showed his strength to the public. If there is no accident, no one will challenge him again. After another battle, he can obtain a promotion qualification.

In the farewell of many applause, Gu Feng stepped down and sat quietly next to Qin Haiyun again.

At this time, Qin Haiyun praised the ancient style without stinginess and said, "I didn't expect that the younger martial brother has such strong magic power, which surprised me, elder martial sister!"

"My little trick is far from that of elder martial sister!" Qin Haiyun has already broken through the French sea. She is a seed player. She doesn't have to participate in the group competition, but only waits for the qualifying competition.

"I didn't expect you to flatter people!" Qin Haiyun laughed and scolded.

Gu Feng didn't continue to entangle with Qin Haiyun, but just giggled. Qin Haiyun certainly doesn't know what the ancient style is giggling at. Only Gu Feng himself knew that he was laughing and Qin Haiyun was scolding himself as a horse.

Gu Feng and Qin Haiyun had a good chat, but Jia Zhengjin, who was sitting in the corner of the last row, was angry. Qin Haiyun is beautiful and powerful. She is the goddess in the hearts of many disciples. Jia Zhengjin has been pursuing Qin Haiyun openly and secretly. However, other girls don't pay attention to him at all.

Jia Zhengjin's anger has long been noticed by the ancient wind, and from time to time he throws an extremely provocative look, which makes the other party jump.

"If I kill you on the platform, I don't think the elder will blame me?" Jia Zhengjin thought fiercely that the ancient style at this time had already been hated by him. He wanted to kill Gu Feng immediately, but it was a pity that he didn't dare.

With the passage of time, the first round of 15 competitions ended, and the defeated 15 began a new round of competition. The top five of these 15 people will join the team of 15 people who have won before, and then compete in pairs, and the winner will be promoted.

This round of competition was extremely tragic. Everyone fought to the death in order to compete for the top five places. If they miss this opportunity, they will have to wait another year. And this year's time is enough for former opponents to get rid of themselves. Because he is not an inner disciple, the sect will not provide follow-up cultivation methods, let alone teach powerful magical powers and spells.

After hard work, the top five were finally determined. The remaining ten people left sadly. This year's promotion conference was completely missed by them.

The five victorious people were full of excitement. At least they were qualified to continue to compete.