Update time: 20121110 "Luo Bing, what does the magic sword Luo Yan have to do with you?"
Shangguan Bing stared at Luo Bing and said through gritted teeth.
The people in his Shangguan family hated Luo Yan to the core.
If it weren't for the Ninth Prince of the Shenlong Empire, even if Luo Yan had extraordinary abilities, his Shangguan family would have cut him into pieces.
"Luo Yan, Humming Demon Sword, is just a treacherous person who hurts people with a poisonous knife.
How can I, Luo Bing, a dignified seven-foot man, be related to such villains?"
Luo Bing said angrily.
"Then why did you perform Luo Yan's famous skill "Dark Night Flash"?"
Shangguan said coldly.
"What's so great about low-grade sword skills like "Dark Night Flash"?
I will also use more domineering sword skills."
Luo Bing screamed coldly, and saw the long sword in his right hand tremble violently, and his right foot stepped forward almost at the same time.
The long knife in his hand quickly struck Shangguan Bing in the air.
In an instant, several sharp translucent sword shadows quickly condensed in front of Shangguan Bing.
The sharp and domineering power contained in the sword shadows made a warrior with a high level of Sword Master cultivation such as Shangguan Bing tremble in his heart.
"Breaking" Shangguan Bing did not dare to be negligent at all.
The long sword in his hand quickly drew several sword shadows, and with its powerful sword energy, he forcibly shattered the sharp sword shadows that quickly condensed in front of him.
"Seven Magic Sword Techniques" Shangguan looked at Luo Bing coldly and said.
"Yes, you know the goods."
Luo Bing said loudly.
"Then you still dare to say that you have nothing to do with the magic sword Luo Yan?"
Shangguan Bing let out a cold roar, raised the sword in his hand, and instantly stabbed Luo Bing's throat.
"Uh" Luo Bing was shocked.
He had the illusion that it was difficult to resist the long sword that was already in front of him.
Although Luo Bing was a ninth-level sword king, he defeated Shangguan Saifei, who was already a third-level sword king, with just a few moves.
However, no matter how talented Luo Bing was, the gap between him and Shangguan Bing, the elder of the Shangguan family who was a high-level sword master, was still huge.
There is a huge difference.
Shangguan Bing's seemingly ordinary move has hidden the extremely exquisite sword skills of the Shangguan family.
Today he will kill Luo Bing.
Regardless of whether he is related to Luo Yan or not, such a young man is so skilled.
It is impossible for him to let the talented young man from the Yanzi Clan threaten his Shangguan family one day.
"Amitabha!"
A majestic Buddha chant sounded above the loud voice, and a thick energy barrier instantly blocked Luo Bing.
Shangguan Bing's long sword stabbed hard in front of the energy barrier.
The moment the sword tip touched the energy barrier, Shangguan Bing only felt a powerful sword energy, and quickly rushed out of the energy barrier.
With his long sword, he quickly poured into his body.
"Uh" Shangguan Bing was startled.
Crazy My Movement Technique resisted the powerful sword energy that poured into his body.
His body moved backwards with all his strength and quickly exited tens of meters away from the energy barrier.
"Disciple Luo Bing, thank you Master for your help," Luo Bing respectfully raised his fist towards Master Wuchen in front of him and said loudly.
For this approachable and amiable Living Buddha, even a cold and arrogant man like Luo Bing has great admiration for him in his heart.
"Bing'er, you are so competitive and sharp at a young age.
It is not a good thing for you.
I hope you will restrain yourself more in the future, so as not to miss your great achievements."
Wuchen looked at Luo with a cold and arrogant look.
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Bing said seriously.
In Luo Bing, he seemed to see the shadow of the cold-faced demon who carried a giant sword and had an indifferent personality many years ago.
"Disciple, please remember this," Luo Bing responded seriously.
Even though Luo Bing is usually extremely arrogant, in front of a senior like Master Wuchen, he can still tell the difference between elder and younger.
Even his master Yunfeng was respectful when he saw Master Wuchen.
He calls himself a "disciple", let alone Luo Bing.
Wuchen turned around and raised his fist towards Shangguan Bing and said loudly: "Shangguan Donor, Luo Bing is young, and he is competing with Shangguan Saifei's little benefactor.
He cannot control his moves as freely as you and I can.
If he offends me, Please look at Lao Na's thin face and take Luo over.
Bing and Lao Na have a close relationship, and Lao Na also intends to accept Luo Bing as a lay disciple of the outer sect.
Therefore, if Luo Bing offends Shangguan benefactor in some way in the future, Shangguan benefactor is also asked not to be the same as the younger generation, but only needs to write a letter and pass it to Fenlin Temple, I must strictly discipline you."
As soon as Wuchen finished speaking, a sword energy that was as powerful as a mountain and a sea instantly enveloped Shangguan Bing, who was several meters away.
Shangguan Bing's heart trembled.
The opponent's powerful energy, which had no offensive power, suppressed him until his heart and lungs were displaced, his five internal organs twitched, and beads of sweat broke out on his forehead.
"Since Luo Bing and the master have such a chance, even for the sake of the master, I will not argue with this kid anymore.
I just hope that the master will train him strictly in the future.
Otherwise, if he encounters someone who disrespects the master's face in the future, Man, his life is at risk."
Shangguan Bing said in an expressionless voice while holding back the endless pressure in his chest, then turned around and walked slowly towards the audience.
"This is natural," Wuchen said with a smile.
His body shook slightly, and then he withdrew the sword energy that enveloped Shangguan Bing's body.
Wuchen secretly lamented in his heart that five years ago, in order to protect Yunfeng, he did not hesitate to destroy his years of practice and wanted to kill all the warriors under the Jade Mountain.
And five years later, he took action again for Yunfeng's precious apprentice.
Maybe, this is what their Buddhists call "sin".
Maybe from the day he met Yunfeng, he will no longer be able to practice to what he wants to achieve in this life, no joy, no anger, no Sad and joyless Buddhism reaches the highest state of sainthood.
"In this battle, Luo Bing of the Swallow Gate of the Jichen Empire's Yushan Mountain will win," the master of ceremonies shouted loudly.
Under the high platform, a warrior with his arms around his chest nodded slightly and murmured to himself: "Little one, you have grown up."
"The next battle will be between Mei Nianqiu, the young master of Hanmei Valley in the Shenlong Empire," the emcee shouted loudly, but before the emcee could finish speaking, she saw a tall figure standing in front of her at some point, cold and cold.
Staring at her coldly.
"Uh."
When the young emcee met the other party's cold eyes, which were as cold as thousand-year-old ice, a chill filled his heart involuntarily.
"You, you."
The host felt his tongue was a little knotted, but he couldn't even ask a single question out of the many questions in his heart.
The visitor ignored the overwhelmed master of ceremonies, looked at the five powerful Sword Emperors on the referee's bench in front of him, and said calmly: "I'm late for something.
I just arrived at Qifeng City today.
I don't know how to use it." way to play the game” "According to the rules of the competition, qualified young warriors who arrive within seven days of the start of the competition only need to randomly challenge three warriors of the same generation, or they can challenge any one of the thirty sword master "auxiliary judges".
As long as you can fight under this auxiliary referee within ten moves without losing, you will be qualified for the competition.
Which method do you want to choose?"
Duanmu Longyuan said with a slight frown.
For some reason, the faint aura emanating from this man seemed extremely familiar to him, but he couldn't remember who this person was.
"I heard that among the thirty auxiliary magistrates, ten are sword master warriors and high-level sword master elders from the Shangguan family.
Is this possible?"
The visitor looked at Duanmu Longyuan coldly and said lightly.
"Exactly what do you mean by your Excellency?"
Duanmu Longyuan stared at the warrior in front of him with his tiger eyes.
He could read the endless murderous intention in the opponent's cold and proud eyes that were as cold and arrogant as thousand-year-old black ice.
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"I have heard for a long time that all the martial artists from the Shangguan family in Dragon Castle are a group of rats who bully the minority with inferior methods.
Today, I am not talented, so I will use my own efforts to learn the skills of the ten sword masters from the Shangguan family."
Looking at Duanmu Longyuan coldly and proudly, he said loudly.
"How dare such a shameless junior speak such arrogant words?"
An old and majestic voice sounded on the high platform, and a figure was seen flying towards the high platform quickly, wearing a tight-fitting silver-gray clothes, and A warrior wearing a silver-gray cloak and an iron mask.
"Hmph, the third elder of the Shangguan Family."
The person came with a cold cry.
He stepped forward with his left foot slightly, and his left fist almost simultaneously hit Shangguan Hai, the third elder of the Shangguan Family, who was approaching at great speed.
A bone-breaking sound of "click" sounded in Shangguanhai's right hand.
Shangguanhai felt a heart-piercing pain coming from his right arm.
His old figure was shaken down by the opponent's domineering palm force.
High platform.
"How is that possible?"
"What" "How is this possible?"
Everyone in the audience looked at the warrior with an iron mask on the high platform in disbelief, and shouted in horror.
The three elders of the dignified Shangguan family were severely injured with one palm strike.
This kind of palm power is probably beyond the reach of an ordinary martial artist, and this person actually wants to participate in this martial arts competition.
"Hmph, the Shangguan family, one of the five great families, is nothing more than this," the visitor said with a cold smile
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