"We will soon see the confrontation between the sword cultivators of the world and the disciples of the Xijianchi." Li Baoping was looking forward to it.

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure flew out from the riverside and landed in front of one of the two middle-stage Jindan disciples in Xijianchi.

"I am a disciple of the Jinghong Sect. Ling Xin is not talented. I dare to ask my Taoist friends for some pointers." Ling Xin lowered his posture very low.

"Xijianchi, Jun Xiuyuan." The disciple he chose from Xijianchi replied.

Both sword cultivators were from the external swordsmanship school. The next moment they stepped forward to fight, their sword light was dazzling and their sword energy was flying.

Li Baoping watched with great interest in the tide-watching building, and shouted "good" from time to time when he saw the wonderful parts. Even Li Zhanqing, who pretended to be cold, was immersed in it.

Lu Qingshan found it a bit boring.

After all, these two golden elixir sword cultivators didn't even understand the meaning of the sword. In his eyes, they were really worthless and not as attractive as the snacks on the table.

The two swordsmen on the river were fighting to the fullest.

In the end, it was Xijianchi Jun Xiuyuan who hit Ling Xin's flaw with one sword and won easily.

After this, the sword-washing event has begun.

Immediately, six or seven more sword cultivators jumped out and challenged the disciples of the Sword Washing Pool.

For a moment, on the mighty Fengling River, the light of swords flickered and the sound of swords sounded.

The battles between sword cultivators were like lightning and flint, changing rapidly and always highly entertaining. The winner could often be decided within a breath, which made Li Baoping extremely enjoyable.

Of course, so far, the disciples of Xijianchi still maintain a perfect record of victory.

After all, the purpose of holding this grand sword-washing event in the Sword-washing Pond is to promote one's own reputation, so the disciples selected are naturally the elites of the sect.

Moreover, the gap in strength between disciples from major sects and ordinary monks is already extremely large.

Therefore, it is not surprising that the disciples of Xijianchi maintained a complete victory.

Lu Qingshan accidentally raised his head and looked into the distance, where he could vaguely see a white line appearing in the distance.

The great tide of Fengling River is coming.

The fourteen disciples of Xijianchi have all fought at least one round by now.

Only the Bilangjian Qianliu has been hanging on the river with his arms folded, and no one has challenged him.

——Most people still have self-awareness.

Sword cultivators who can be on the yellow list are no longer a class to them.

Going to challenge? That would be humiliating oneself, there is no need.

"Although I can't win, I can at least give it a personal challenge." Li Baoping couldn't help but feel a little anxious when he saw that the Fengling tide was coming.

Because as soon as the tide recedes, this sword-washing event will come to an end.

The girl couldn't help but mutter: "Come on, a hero... Otherwise no one will challenge the Bilang Sword? Will I not be able to see him draw the sword this time? He is losing blood..."

Just then!

The old swordsman with a haggard face stood up with his sword and suddenly hovered in front of the Bilang Sword Qianliu, who had never been challenged.

"The Qin family in Qinshan? Qin He? Please ask Bilangjian for advice."

"Yeah! It's finally here!" The girl Li Baoping waved her fist excitedly, and without Lu Qingshan asking, she had already taken the initiative to chat with Lu Qingshan.

"There are many sword cultivating families in Baizhou? The Qin family in Qinshan and our White Horse Li family belong to the same class.

Is this Qin He the head of the Qin family? He is an old Yuanying who is seven to eight hundred years old, but he is still shameless and challenges Bi Langjian, who is younger than his son.

But it’s a good thing he’s not shy, otherwise I wouldn’t have seen Bilangjian’s hand break this time!”

Here, Li Baoping is talking about? The battle over there is already the beginning.

Qin He is also a special sword of the outside sword? When he stepped forward, it was Ding Ding Dang a sword stabbing, the sword was dazzling, and he changed his own change? A thick power goes away.

This is his swordsmanship, the median artistic conception.

The sword is like a giant mountain, and the momentum is extremely powerful.

This sword is heavy.

Bi Lang Sword Qianliu is a puppet? The snow sword has already appeared in his hands.

The sword body is cold like snow? Qin He couldn't help but tremble.

Faced with a sword that Qin He struck? Qianliu just wandered the snowfall a little bit.

Well!

There is a wave of waves in the sword.

Everyone who saw this sword felt that this sword seemed to have countless river water. The river water swept into waves, and it was overwhelmed by Qin He's sword.

Qin He gritted his teeth and then cut it down, trying to break the sword that opened Qianliu with the trend of the mountain.

boom!

Shocking.

Qin He's Julshan was not defeated by the waves. His face suddenly showed joy, and he was preparing to chase after the situation.

Unexpectedly, the next moment is a change in the situation.

Another round of taller and fierce waves rose, and it swept away in Qin He again.

"Swordsman nine waves, one wave is stronger than one wave," Li Baoping excitedly said: "This is the famous sword of the Bilang sword.

Workers, I do n’t know how to be ashamed, it can block a few heavy waves. "

Lu Qingshan's eyes were slightly condensed, and he quietly watched this pair of pairs on the river.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The sound of fierce bumps sounded again.

In the next moment, all the rivers and waves passed away, and the tip of the snow sword in the hands of Qianliu had already stopped at Qin He's abdomen Dantian.

When everyone had not responded, Qin He in the later period of Yuan Ying was already defeated.

The seven or eight hundred -year -old sword repaired, before the new generation of sword repair, lost her temper without temper.

"Contract." Bi Lang Jian said mild.

"Bi Lang Sword is really strong, I am ashamed." Qin He was dull for a moment, and he was happy to take care of it.

"Your sword is like a mountain, and he is extremely heavy, but there is a lack of agility. If you can draw some of the long water, it will inevitably improve."

Qin He heard the words, and couldn't help but be slightly stubborn, and his eyes were slightly closed.

"No need to raise my hand. I washed the sword pool on the Fengling River. Isn't it for this?

It seemed that the words touched Qin He. He thought about it for a while, and suddenly said with a high voice: "Washing the sword pool has a good heart for the sword of the world.

I also have to say a few words. "

"Although Jianzong is strong, the threshold is high to the sky, and those who can enter the door of the world are rare.

Therefore, no matter how strong it is, it can only be a strong one.

Jun did not see that the Eastern Realm was overwhelming because of the light of Jianzong, but the other small and medium swords had not inherited much.

However, the sword washing the sword pool was different. The sword -ponds recruited the disciples of the world. With the purpose of the sword of the world, the horizon was never limited to one person, and never squeezed the remaining swords.

In addition, the disciples in the door are also willing to send the sword -washing conference on this Fengling River, so that the world's aspirational sword repair can communicate.

Compared with Jianzong, this sword washing the sword pool was less inferior in other respects, except for the swordsman of the sword.

I want to say that this leading sheep that leads the development of Kendo is not the Eastern Domain Swordson, but it should be the Western Division Washing Jianchi.

As long as one day, the sword washing the sword of the sword is definitely a replacement of the Eastern Swordson, becoming the first sword repair gate in the world! "Qin He threw a voice and determined to do everything.

A stone stirred up thousands of waves, and the monk of "tide" suddenly had an uproar, and there were many discussions.

The prestige and status of Jianzong, in the world of swords in the world, have already been deeply rooted.

Qin He is undoubtedly challenging authority.

But thinking about it, I have to say that it seems that there is really some reason.

...... ...

Guanchao Tower.

Lu Qingshan has narrowed his narrow eyes, and looked at the Qin family owner who was not as good as he thought he was not as good as herself in front of the Bilang sword, but was full of praise.

Very clumsy acting.

How can a family owner, how can a few words that have no significance in Bilang Sword? So there is no sense of city government?

At this point, how can he not understand that this old dragon set of sword repairs is actually the support of the sword -washing pool.

The main purpose is to say that in this kind of attention, the mouth of others said that "except for the lack of sword fairy, the sword washing pool is already comparable to the swordsman, even if there is still it."

Fan.

Create this momentum, and subtly affect the view of the sword repair of the world.
To be continued...