Chapter 154 I suffered a little loss

The result of winning or losing is naturally too surprising. Guan Weiwu scratched his head and said with a smile, "The stinky boy is not bad. I didn't waste my painstaking efforts."

Ferdernan's face twitched, turned his head and said with a sneer, "Thanks to what you said, what effort did you waste? I don't know what you taught this apprentice?"

Guan Weiwu rolled his eyes and hummed, "This is a matter between my two masters and apprentices. Why should I tell you!" Ferdernan sneered disdainfully and turned around to ignore him.

Feng Xiangtian asked a man beside him, "What is the sword trick in the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion? Why haven't I heard of it? Is this son really so talented that he can realize any sword secret? With their cultivation, they naturally heard the dialogue between Yue Qianchou and Lu Guang.

The person next to him must be completely white, calm and not angry and arrogant. It is Ou Sihai, the chief of Xiuzhen Pavilion. He said calmly, "I haven't seen any sword formula in the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion that is good at speed. Even if he really realizes it, what's the speed? Humph! It's just a side door, and it's vulnerable in the face of absolute strength. The defeated disciple just now was just a moment of negligence.

Feng Xiangtian raised his eyebrows and said nothing more. He looked at the test site again. This round has only finished 20 games, and there are still nearly five games, and the next one has continued. Most people were still immersed in the scene just now, and the later test was obviously a little absent-minded.

The disciples of the Alchemy Pavilion were even less in the mood to look at it. Seeing the sadness of walking back, they were full of energy and joy to accept the envy of other disciples. After he sat down cross-legged, Yang Qian smiled and said, "What else do you have that we don't know? It turned out that we had been confident for a long time, so we were worried for nothing.

Yue Qianchou smiled and said, "It's just a fluke. The other party's cultivation is higher than mine, and the speed can only be prepared. Now that I miss the bottom, I'm afraid the next game will not be easy." After thinking for a moment, Yang Qian nodded slightly.

"I said that it must be okay to worry. Have you seen it now? I'm not wrong!" Xiao Wanqing and others on the other side of Wanfen Garden are chatuing with a group of female disciples behind them. Kou Xuehua shook his head, Yue Qianchou like this, I'm afraid a few maids are even more...

Several games were finished quickly, and more than a dozen people lost their lives. Yue Qianchou looked at each game very carefully and found that it was always more than a dozen people who often killed the same door. As soon as they took action, they never show mercy. It was a cruel role. At the end of the second round, the decisive victory was 247 people, and the third draw began. This time, there was also a white lottery. Yue Qianchou had a lesson from the previous car. When he drew the lottery, he immediately looked at it. The number was thirty-six, ranked in the third game of the third round. It seems that good luck will

This kind of fight of practitioners will not take too long. Usually, the winner is divided in less than ten minutes in a round. Because of the division of the venue, the scope of activities is limited. If you have the strength to win as soon as possible, it will not give you too much time to spend, otherwise how long will it take to play nearly a thousand games from beginning to end? Of course, it is a little disadvantage to those disciples who are good at flexible struggle, but after all, it tests the overall strength.

After two games, Dongfang Changao announced the preparation for the third game. Yue Qianchou immediately got up and handed in the wooden sign. After arriving at the No. 6 competition venue, he saw that his opponent was one of the more than a dozen people who were often killed. After two games, he had killed two people in a row Yue Qianchou couldn't help squinting slightly.

Many people have also found this situation, and many people are worried about Yue Qianchou.

As soon as Dongfang Changao announced the beginning, Yue Qianchou also wanted to salute and ask the other party's name. As soon as he held his fist, the other party's sword quickly popped out and hit his head, and there was no room for discussion at all. Yue Qianchou was surprised. Fortunately, the speed of his sword was extremely fast. In turn, the light of the sword behind him flashed, and he directly blocked the flying sword.

The flying sword is originally connected to the mind. Yue Qianchou and the other party's cultivation are two levels apart. In addition, the incident is sudden and the mind is unstable. How can it resist the premeditated blow of the opponent? I only feel that the heavy blow from the sword directly touched the mind, the chest is stuffy, the throat is

When the accident broke out, everyone was shocked. They didn't expect that the disciples of Xiuzhen Pavilion would use sneak attack when they were two master practitioners. Guan Weiwu in the attic was full of hair, and he was about to fly out to save his apprentice. He was dragged by Ferdnan beside him.

In this trance, the mind has been cut off from the flying sword, and the flying sword jingle fell to the ground. The man smiled gloomily. After shaking off the opponent's sword, the sword turned over in the air and flew straight down.

At the moment when the sword was disconnected from his mind, Yue Qianchou suddenly woke up. Suddenly, he felt bad, and his body quickly dodged away. He saw a stream of light rushing into the position where he had just stood. There was a loud "bump" on the bluestone floor, and the stone chips flew, and the hole directly

Yue Qianchou's figure dodged and stabilized his mind. As soon as he got in touch with the flying sword on the ground, he saw the other party's figure flashing and stepped on the flying sword on the ground. Yue Qianchou immediately felt that his mind and the flying sword were disconnected again.

A cold light flashed out of the hole on the ground again and roared straight over. Yue Qianchou turned back, and the cold light flashed past his body, but before he stood firmly, he heard the roar behind him. Immediately, a lazy donkey rolled quickly to one side, and another hole on the ground exploded.

The people around me are thrilling to see. It's the first time I've seen someone kowtow the flying sword to face to face. Thinking about it, it must have something to do with the gap between Yue Qianchou's cultivation and the opponent's cultivation.

Xiao Wanqing's girls were also scared by the situation in front of them. The picture of Yue Qianchou in the demon ghost realm at the same time flashed in Kou Xuehua's mind, and his eyes fell on the trampled flying sword, and his frowned eyebrows were loosened.

For some reason, after the attacking flying sword rushed out of the ground, it floated in the air and did not attack again. The disciple of Xiuzhen Pavilion showed the look of cat and mouse and joked, "You are the one who is so sad, aren't you? The cultivation in the early stage of Cai Jiedan actually dared to come here to join in the fun. I really don't know whether to live or die. If you kneel down and plead to admit defeat now, I can consider spareing your life, otherwise, you can wait for the Alchemy Pavilion to collect the body!" With that, the flying sword threateningly pointed to Yue Qianchou twice in the air.

When Guan Weiwu heard the words in the attic, he was so angry that he couldn't speak. He masturbated his sleeves and tried his best, but he was hugged by Ferudnan.

Yue Qianchou stood up and spit out a mouthful of bloody saliva. Suddenly, he laughed wildly, and the blood stains on his face and skirt looked a little ferocious and shouted: "Fuck your mother's bullshit! I was thinking about whether to give Xiuzhen Pavilion some face. Now that the king is here, don't think I'll let you go. I don't know the thick things!"

The voice rolled around. Everyone heard it clearly and was stunned. They didn't expect that Yue Qianchou would swear in public, which was really humiliating. The disciple of Xiuzhen Pavilion was stunned and shouted with a pale face, "Looking for death!"

"Look for your mother!" Yue Qianchou immediately pushed back loudly. With a pinch of the finger in his hand, dozens of cold light flashed out of the storage bag, a cold light sword carried him into the air, and fifty cold light turned into a sword umbrella, protecting him behind him. Under the bright sun in the sky, the sword umbrella emitted a dazzling golden light, and the people around could hardly see The leap of a thousand sorrows.