Chapter 774 Second Array, Battle

Xian Tan Wuchen, very much wants to split out the big thunder swordsmanship in his hand, but in the face of the current situation, it is obviously impossible.

Because it is in the eyes of the public! And she is a face-to-face person!

At this moment, the fairy talked about Wuchen in her heart, not to mention how much she regretted. I regret that my sword came out too slowly. However, at this point, he had no choice but to say, "You are very wise!"

However, next, the division turned around and said, "However, there is a lack of five styles in the ancient immortals, which is indeed awesome. What I picked up just now is also quite hard. If I give you another chance to make two moves at will, I don't know, how dare you use the remaining two formulas and fight again!"

"What dare you do!" Si Kongzhan, the venerable of Maha, came back in time. However, before the joy of the fairy's talk about Wuchen was revealed on her face, she immediately said, "But I can't agree!"

"Why?" The fairy talked about the dustless and was stunned.

"Because, I didn't even touch the fur at all, and I couldn't use them at all!" Si Kongzhan, the Venerable of Maha, said without hesitation, "Even if the recruitment just now is lacking, what I used is not perfect. Otherwise, it will never let the predecessors get over so easily!"

"What a pity!" Hearing this, the fairy sighed and said, "In this case, you don't have any chance to turn the tables!"

While talking, she shook her robe and sleeves, and the fairy talked about Wuchen out of the range of the ring.

A group of monks watching the war can't help but praise the elegance of the fairy talking about dust. Even those magic monks are no exception. Maybe I don't say that, but in my heart, I think so. However, they didn't know that the fairy talked about Wuchen. What she sighed more was herself. She didn't have that blessing, and there was a glimpse of the whole leopard that lacked five styles.

After the Maha Venerable Si Kongzhan also came to an end, Zhong Yuan, the master of the Tongtian League, immediately congratulated to Miao Yizhen Qi Shuming, "Master Qi, congratulations. In this first round, you are convenient to take the lead! It seems that it is not unreasonable for your faction to sit above the position of the largest faction in the world for thousands of years!"

Zhong Yuan's words, even a fool, can also hear the strong irony inside. How can he not hear it? However, this situation is indeed his practice. It is a little inappropriate and a little shameless, and he has nothing to say. However, he did not intend to swallow this tone. At that time, he put on a solemn and solemn look and counterattacked lightly, "It's a common thing for soldiers to win or lose. There are a total of 30 games. Master Zhong still has a great chance to win. Why is he so frustrated now?"

"What did Master Qi say!" Hearing this, Zhong Yuan smiled faintly and replied, "Since the first battle, let your faction take the lead, in this second battle, no matter what, we have to fight. Master Qi, please send the second battle of sword fighters first!"

As soon as Zhong Yuan said this, Miao Yizhen's heart couldn't help muttering. Originally, now it is just the beginning of sword fighting. In this second round, it doesn't matter much to lose or win. However, when Zhong Yuan said so, it made Miao Yizhen unconsciously go all out to take this time.

Because, if, as Zhong Yuan said, he really value the victory or defeat of the second battle of swords, then defeating it again in this round will definitely hit his confidence heavily. For the next sword fight, there is no doubt that it will be more beneficial.

However, in this second round, the Emei faction came first, and it is not known who will be on the side of the Tongtian League. It is difficult to guarantee that it is complete. Of course, it's not impossible. Among the elders of the Emei School, there is also a high-level master of immortals like Xinru Shenni. If he does it, there is no need to talk about victory. However, in the current Emei School, there is only such a master of pressure. Once you go on the stage now, if there is an unfavorable variable, it will be dangerous.

If Zhong Yuan's performance has been the same as words and deeds, Miao Yi Zhen Qi Shuming will certainly do so without hesitation. Because he believes that the chance of variables later is not big, so even if it is a little risky, it is nothing. However, Zhong Yuan is notoriously and cunning, and it is difficult to guarantee that this is not one of his strategies.

His mind turned sharply. In the end, Miaoyi Zhenren Qi Shuming still did not make the decision to let Xinru Shenni appear. He thought that it was safer for him to keep a card, so he set the person who appeared in this game on another person. This man is his fourth brother, Jian Bingru.

Jian Bingru is a kendo wizard deliberately cultivated by his master, Changmei Ren Shou. Among all their second-generation disciples, there is no doubt that Jian Bingru's kendo cultivation is the highest. And because Jian Bingru has been in the circle of mortals for a long time, her reputation is not very loud in the monastic world.

In his opinion, if he sends Jian Bingru, Zhong Yuan will definitely not let his most powerful master appear, because it's not worth it. Once the second-class masters were sent to the stage, in the second round, their chance of victory for the Emei faction was almost a certainty and did not run away.

Of course, because of the traitor of the new suzerain of Emei, it is impossible for Zhong Yuan to know nothing about Jian Bingru. However, this cognition is still incomplete and not enough to summarize the full strength of Jian Bingru.

The mind has been determined, and Miao Yizhen Qi Shuming's look relaxed a lot at that time. "Fourth brother, how about you walk in this second battle of sword fighting?"

"Of course no problem!" Jian Bing waved her hand proudly and strode straight to the place where the ring was.

At this time, Miaoyi Zhenren Qi Shuming said with a smile, "The people I sent have already reached the ring. I don't know, which master are you going to send?"

Zhong Yuan hasn't opened his mouth yet. On the side, the new suzerain of Emei, who has been silent, was the first to say, "Master Zhong Meng, my brother Jian and I haven't played each other for many years. I don't know if I can hand it over to me?"

As soon as the duster said this, when it was, Miao Yizhen's eyes narrowed. Inside, the light of anger and resentment kept flowing, like full of water, as if it could drip out at any time.

He also didn't expect that on such an occasion, he would take the initiative to ask for it regardless of his face. Because of the real fight, he can no longer know the strength of the dust. At that time, it is clear that as long as Zhong Yuan responds, it is difficult to expect who will win or lose in this battle.