Chapter 1794: It's him?

The genius remembered the address of this site in one second: (Acupoint Chinese), the fastest update! No ads! Seeing that the attention of the people was successfully diverted, the sword spirit was just happy.
He faced the other seven sword spirits in the audience:
"Since I came to power first, I'll be the first. I don't know who will challenge you first?"
The seven sword spirits under the stage are not all sword spirits of Juyu City.
Some of them came from other remote areas.
The purpose is naturally to want to become a master of this conference to increase the popularity, so as to choose a master with high strength.
So this Sword Spirit Conference is extremely important to them.
Every sword spirit doesn't want to behave too badly.
"Let me challenge you!"
A short but handsome man jumped onto the platform.
He inserted a sword in the battle platform behind him, and posed in a fighting posture against the sword spirit.
"Oh? Your sword is only three feet, and the sword body emits blue light. Is it the sword spirit condensed by the three-foot green sword?"
When the previous sword spirit saw the man, his eyes were slightly fixed and he asked.
"Yes, it is the three-foot Qingfeng sword spirit below, from the ancient world of Yang Huaxia, please advise!"
The short handsome man nodded and answered.
"Great, I didn't expect that your non-flood native sword can also condense the sword spirit. It seems that you have experienced many opportunities!"
The previous sword spirit raised his hand and immediately nailed a long sword into the battle platform.
He is a native sword in the floodland, and I don't know how many times it is more noble than this sword from the Yang world.
Although they are both sword spirits, they are not in their eyes.
Both swords were nailed to the slate.
The battle of the sword spirit is very simple. During the battle, whoever's sword pops out of the slate will lose.
After all, they are swords without a master, so there is no need to fight hard.
There is no nonsense, the two replaced their swords with their arms, or chopped or chopped or chopped, and they were very happy.
The chirping sound of Jianming can be heard everywhere.
"it is good!"
The audience watching the audience clapped their hands and applauded. In their eyes, it really was the most exciting battle of sword spirits.
"Master, how about those two sword spirits? Which one do you like?"
The battle on the field lasted for more than a minute. The silkworm needle turned to look at its master and asked.
"Nothing fancy, the level is home!"
Lin Tianyou was already eating the seventeenth roasted chicken leg. The thin body seemed like a bottomless pit, and he couldn't eat enough to eat. He didn't care about the question of the silkworm needle spirit.
"Does the level get home?"
The silkworm needle spirit glanced over again and found that the fighting of these sword spirits was very imposing, and also very standard.
At least if she comes on the field, it is difficult to take advantage of the opponent.
But the master is the master. The master said that if they were poor at home, they must be at home. They were just and couldn't see it.
The battle on the field lasted for twenty minutes. In the end, the three-foot Qingfeng sword spirit prevailed, and the opponent's sword was swept out of the stone platform with a sword sweeping the horizon, winning the test.
Later, a new sword spirit entered the battlefield again, and continued the battle with the previous victory.
This battle lasted for more than an hour, and the people watching directly watched the show yelling.
Of course, excluding a few real strong men, in the eyes of these strong men, they only feel extremely boring in battle.
"Well, the level of these sword spirits is also too poor. If Silver Light Sword Spirit is also playing today, where is the opportunity for them to perform?
No more than a minute at a time, all eight of their sword spirits will be defeated.
It's a pity that Yinguangjianling is unwilling to attend such a conference! "
Xiao Yiner sighed and was a pity for the Silver lightsaber.
"Sister Tiger, let me go outside to get some air!"
I really can't stand the comparison here, Xiao Yiner decided to go outside and take a breath of fresh air.
"Miss, I'll go with you!"
Sister Tiger stood up and said.
"No need, I'll be back soon!"
Xiao Yiner shook her head, and then she fled away Sister Hu and walked alone to the floor-to-ceiling window of the venue.
She believes that at this moment the eyes of the crowd are attracted by the battle of the sword spirit, and no one should pay attention to her, so there is no need to accompany Tiger Sister.
Standing up to leave, suddenly her beautiful eyes were condensed, and somewhere not far away, there was a person who didn't even look at the test, there was just a chicken leg!
Could it be that the fighting of the sword spirits is not as interesting as those roasted chicken legs?
Curious, she wanted to go over and see what kind of interesting person this guy really is.
"Yeah, sister Yin!"
Just as she walked near the corner, she heard a woman's surprise cry.
She glanced away:
"Little needle?
Why are you here "
She didn't expect that she could still see her old friends here.
"Have you forgotten, last time you sent me an invitation to the Soul Spirit Conference?"
So I'm here! "
Celestial Needle Spirit was very pleased to see her elder sister.
"So it is!"
Xiao Yiner nodded, only to remember that she was bored at that time, and sent a invitation from the Sword Spirit Assembly to her.
"By the way, Sister Yin, who do you think he is?
You should know it! "
The silkworm needle spirit took Xiao Yiner's arm ~ EbookFREE.me ~ and walked towards the location of Lin Tianyou,
Xiao Yiner was a little embarrassed and didn't want to pass by anymore, but He Tianchan Needle Spirit was too enthusiastic to make her unable to refuse.
However, when she saw Lin Tianyou's side face, she suddenly froze.
"Is he? How could he be here?"
Xiao Yiner clearly remembered how the teenager treated her yesterday.
Not only let her drive the carriage herself, but also her fare.
Seeing Lin Tianyou sitting here, she couldn't help guessing:
"He's obviously just a coachman, how could he be eligible to enter the Sword Spirit Assembly?
Did the needle secretly bring him in to see the world? "
Lin Tianyou was only a driver in her first impression.
Now with the small needle, it must be the driver of the small needle.
But whether he is a driver or not, this boy is very similar to the dragon emperor ghost god, she wants to take a closer look at this boy.
She didn't even want to think about it. She sat directly opposite Lin Tianyou, and she felt very curious about this arrogant teenager who ignored her.
"Hello, why did you come here too?
Did the needle bring you here?
Let me tell you, I'm Sister of the Needle! "
Xiao Yiner said such things, of course, to show off his identity to Lin Tianyou.
Look, your master is my sister. You driver must respect me!
However, Lin Tianyou didn't even raise his head, just eating his food there.
Out of the Tianshu world, he has been hungry for many days, as a man who never likes to suffer, of course, he must make up a lot of meals that have not been eaten these days!
Now he only has food in his eyes, others are just a mass of air. ()
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