Chapter 43

In a moment, a wave appeared in the sea submerged by soul, and then the "waves" were split into two parts, which was cut off completely by the sword of that soft sword.

Xiaozhenjiang eyes show a little surprise, the step heavily forward a step, that autumn water sword shock and split down, the sword mouth is covered with soul power.

Dang!

The soft sword is horizontal, and the sword of autumn water is held. The sword mouth is filled with terrible brute force, shaking the void and shaking.

Xiaozhenjiang was shocked and shocked.

However, before he returned to God, the soft sword front was a shock, and the power was like a wave, and one by one came from the sword mouth.

The key to sword! Waves are stacked!

Bang!

Xiaozhenjiang can no longer bear, step back, be blown away.

It's heavy! What a strong! Stable as Mount Tai, stronger than Mount Tai!

There were a lot of screams all around.

The distant, shrill eyes were curdling.

Soul force is in the downwind at night, but on the power road, he absolutely rolled!

"Good way, but is that all?" Xiaozhenjiang took a breath secretly, although he had a loss, he could not reduce his fighting spirit and pride. He drank and attacked again.

"Break it for me!"

The soul power of the front of the autumn water sword suddenly falls like a big net, and a sword falls in the air.

"Broken?"

The thin sword front scratched a flower in the air and smashed the soul net.

He did not wave fast, as if he could barely keep up with the rhythm of xiaozhenjiang, but every sword fell, with a force of horror.

Xiaozhenjiang constantly dances the sword of autumn water, and the crazy characteristics of the static shark are fully exploited. The mouth of the sword is like a shark mouth, and attacks its prey.

But it is easy to swim in the night. Although the soft sword is very slow to swing, it can always avoid the attack of the other party without danger under the cooperation of the startling footwork.

The roar of the sword body impact kept ringing in the soul fighting field, and the fighting was extremely hot.

People were completely shocked, especially those who laughed at the white night, and were afraid to say one more at this moment. The victory and defeat of this battle is no longer important. It is a five-level strength weaker than xiaozhenjiang in the white night, but it can not be defeated in the fight. No one dare to look down on this point!

But with several positive blows, xiaozhenjiang is shocked.

This soft sword looks light and soft. Why... How terrible is the power path?

Several rounds down, xiaozhenjiang only felt numb arms, the soul of the body was also shocked dizzy.

"I can't take any advantage to continue. Although this person has a unique power, but his speed is slow, I will take this to decide the victory and defeat!"

Determined, xiaozhenjiang suddenly drank, his body shape burst back, the wild wave unrestrained static shark spirit stopped rotating, soul force all returned to his body, people from crazy, back to static.

Xiaozhenjiang is not going to drag it!

"The win has been scored." Li not Ming light said.

"Look at elder brother Xiao!"

"His sword?"

"That's the... Yuan Li?"

The cry of surprise was ringing from the crowd.

Looking at it in the night, xiaozhenjiang has sacrificed Yuan Li, and in the Yuan Li, it carries endless wind!

He wants to decide the victory and the defeat at the speed?

A cold hum in the night, step forward.

Every step, the soul force in the body will quickly flow towards the feet for a while.

"After five steps, you will lose."

The night is light.

"I'll lose after five steps?" Xiaozhenjiang smiled, with a strong smile. The pride and confidence in his eyes were very obvious: "I don't think you know your situation yet? I was so killed that I sacrificed Yuan Li. You are a dead man! "

After all, Yuan Li will surge again. The sword of autumn water is like being ignited by Yuanli. The frightened spirit of heaven and soul will make a sound, and the students around the soul fighting field will be forced back like a strong wind.

"Two steps!" White night forward, mouth light way.

"I don't know!"

"It's a dead man. Let him put it on."

Others laughed at it.

"Three steps!"

Go on on in the white night.

"I'll attack you in step five to make you die." Xiaozhenjiang looks serious.

"Four steps!"

The soft sword is inclined to the ground in the evening. The mouth of the sword just touches the ground, and the earth is immediately fractured.

There was a sharp, silent sight, and suddenly the eyes trembled.

This sword?

No, no!

"Five steps."

"Stop!"

He roared without a loud voice.

But it's late.

"Crazy shark swallows the sea!" Xiaozhenjiang roared, Yuan Li burst out.

"The wolf is attacking!"

Drink low in the night, and suddenly disappear.

A snow awn blooms in the center of soul fighting field. The white night when the snow awn disappears has been standing behind xiaozhenjiang.Sword!

The sword spirit is stirring everywhere!

This sword sense is like a flame, tearing, burning and swallowing the spirit of xiaozhenjiang drowning in the soul fighting field!

In a flash, the whole soul field is filled with fire...

here, it has been completely controlled by the night!

Bang when...

the harsh sound came out.

However, looking at Xiao Zhenjiang's flawless autumn water sword, it suddenly turned into pieces and fell on the ground with a ringing bell.

At the same time, Xiao Zhenjiang's body is also full of cracks, in his chest, there is a transparent blood hole, blood is slowly flowing out of the hole.

The white night put away the sword, turned around and said faintly, "I said, after five steps, you will be defeated!"

Xiao Zhenjiang opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but before he made a sound, he fell to the ground and died directly.

"Brother!"

Xiao Jianfei cried with tears in his heart.

All the people inside and outside the arena were shocked. They all gaped and their eyes were wide.

Li buming, in particular, thought that he would be defeated in the daytime. Unexpectedly, at the last moment, Xiao Zhenjiang died...

those disciples who followed Xiao Zhenjiang rushed down to the soul fighting field one by one, drew their swords and aimed at the white night.

"Kill him! Kill him

Roaring.

The disciples want to rush.

"Kill me?"

White night cold hum, suddenly raised the sword, instantly rushed to Xiao Jianfei in front of the soft sword fell.

The man and the wooden cart were like smashed watermelons, and immediately split into pieces.

Such a scene, awakened four weeks of people.

Xiao Zhenjiang and his two brothers are all dead!

"In the duel in the soul duel field, life and death have been determined, and the rules have been established. Xiao Zhenjiang's defeat was caused by a duel. Anyone who dares to kill me because of this is to break the duel rules and be punished according to the rules! Who dares to come? "

The night is full of rage.

Four weeks people shiver all over, immediately back away.

At night, he glanced at the people around him coldly. He hummed and walked outside.

The crowd separated automatically and no one dared to stop it.

At this time, the white night suddenly steps a stagnation, light way: "from today on, soul fighting field belongs to my white night all!"

The voice dropped and the man went out.

"If you kill Xiao Zhenjiang, who can fight tomorrow when the people of the holy yard come? You have ruined the future of the Tibetan dragon house. You are the villain of the house. "

Just as he passed by Li buming, a low drink suddenly rang out.

"If such a person can also represent the future of the Tibetan dragon house, then the Tibetan Dragon House... Has no future."

White night did not stop, straight away, leaving a face full of cold Li Bu Ming.

...

Xiao Zhenjiang's defeat was not due to his ignorance of the enemy, but to his ignorance of the white night.

When fighting with Bai Ye, he still stays in the idea of confronting a level 1 soul player in Qi soul state. In fact, Bai Ye's current strength is close to the third level peak of Qi soul state, and can even fight with level 4. In particular, the weight of his soft sword is very imaginable, which can easily destroy the defense of all people under level 6. Xiao Zhenjiang never thought about this.

After leaving the soul fighting field, he was preparing to meditate and meditate in the woods at night. He needed to recuperate and recuperate his soul Qi. But he had just gone out, and a figure appeared in front of him.

White night eyebrows twitch.

It was the woman who played the piano in the pavilion before! Third on the list of masters!

"What's the matter with elder martial sister yin?" The white night asked.

"The teacher wants to see you. Come with me."

Yin blood moon light way, and then turn to leave, with a burst of fragrance.

"Teacher?"

White night a doubt, followed by.

Through the paths, I came to a manor with few disciples before stopping.

At this time, the sound of the silent Qin suddenly came from the manor.

In an instant, the wind was blowing and the leaves were falling.

Compared with the rhythm of yinxueyue, people who don't know the way of temperament can be divided into good and bad, but this kind of temperament is completely out of the scope of the law of temperament.

It is more like a kind of representative, representing language, murderous spirit, artistic conception, is a kind of sublimation.

The master has been able to convey his feelings to the public with his own music.

The white night is a bit shaky, but the sound blood month is like a person who has nothing to do.

This melody seems to be directed at me only?

White night dark hum a, although is the elder, but also can't so bully people.

He closed his eyes, released his soul, felt the general trend of heaven and earth, and the profound meaning of constructing the general trend bloomed all over his body.

A circle of mysterious and domineering momentum rippled out, and it actually countered the rhythm.

"Eh?"

In the mysterious rhythm, a faint surprise sound sounded, and the high pitched melody gradually dissipated and finally turned into calm.The wind stops and the leaves fall.

Voice blood month as if to notice something, quickly to the door bow, respectfully way: "teacher, people have brought."

"Come in, all of you."

A voice came out, and it seemed a little weak.

White night heart doubt, along with the sound blood month walked in.

The manor is very elegant, with lotus pond buildings, pavilions and rockeries.

Beside the lotus pond sat a man in white. The man was thin, pale and sickly. In front of him, there was a Guqin. The Guqin was mottled, and the strings were old. It looked like some years ago.

Seeing the arrival of the two, the man smoothed the strings and looked up at the white night.

"You are white night."

"The students have met the teacher." Boxing in the daytime.

"Well." The man nodded and said, "my name is Yanfeng. I'm the lecturer of the soul of temperament in the school of discipline. You can call me teacher Yan."

"Yes, Mr. Yan..."

"I already know about you and the two brothers Xiao Zhenjiang." Yanfeng hung his hands on the string and gently moved it, but he didn't touch the string. He continued: "it's a bit hard, but if you change to Xiao Zhenjiang, he will kill you, so it's understandable. It's a pity that we lost two more talents in the Tibetan dragon Academy."

"The Tibetan dragon house is so chaotic that the strong occupy resources and the weak have no place to stand. If we continue, more talents will wither away." The white night is light.

"You're right, but you may not know that it's not only our Tibetan dragon house, but also many sects. If the weak can't break through the blockade of the strong, how can you become a strong one? I think that after the self-defense leader of Jue Hun sect took over, it has also evolved into a clan of the weak and the strong? " The style of speech is light.

My heart beat at night, but I was relieved soon.

"Have you investigated me?"

"Xiao Jianfei was abolished. Things are not big or small. But you came in through the back door. How can you not attract people's attention?" Yan Feng said: "it is necessary to investigate you. Otherwise, how can the college tolerate it if the source is unknown?"

The night was silent.

"You don't have to worry. With your strength, you are qualified to enter the Tibetan dragon Academy. I approve you to become an official disciple of the Academy."

"The teacher asked me to come here to tell me about it?" Asked the white night.

"No, please come here to enjoy my new piece of music." Yan Feng said with a smile.

"Tasting music? I don't know the music Shake your head at night.

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