Chapter 82: Three strokes

"Master, Master..."
The voice of the fat man Zhao Dazhi came from outside the tent, and his face was embarrassed. "Master brother, Xuan Dingmen has come to remind him again. If you don't pass, you will have to judge us to abstain."
Unconsciously, it is already noon.
After putting down the curtain of the tent, Ye Chuan and Nan Tian are silent in it, and no one knows what they are doing inside. Zhao Dazhi, the fat man responsible for the letter, was unlucky. When the time was up, Xuan Dingmen and Wuyimen had been impatient and sent people to urge him several times. Ye Chuan had not responded so long, let him be embarrassed and ran around. sweating a lot.
"This is already the ninth urging."
Ye Chuan smiled and said: "How, Tiandu, how do you need to take a break?"
"No, Master, please!" Nantian is full of enthusiasm.
When he hadn't broken through, he didn't look at the people of Xuan Dingmen and Wuyimen. After breaking through the bottleneck and condensing the spirit to fly the sword, he was more confident!
"Okay, go!"
Ye Chuan nodded and led people to come to life and death again. The people of Xuan Dingmen and Wuyimen had long waited for a long time and shouted impatiently.
On the stage of life and death, the three arbitrations met and the results of the draws came out very quickly. This time, the clouds and fogs were empty, and the two masters of Xuan Dingmen and Wuyimen staged the battle. After a sinister contest, the master of Xuan Dingmen was thrilled to win, and his blood was seriously injured. The master of Wuyimen was a life-threatening.
Once on the death and death, life and death. With the progress of the contest, the contests of the three major sects became fiercer and fierce, and every battle saw blood and never died.
The life and death stage is daunting and exciting. The winning Xuan Dingmen disciples cheered loudly and the momentum was like a rainbow. The five-door disciple was silent, and Aesop, standing behind Ye Chuan, was silent and did not say a word to people.
He is waiting, waiting for a chance to give Ye Chuan a fatal blow.
Ye Chuan is waiting, waiting for Aesop and behind the scenes Jin Zhikun to show his feet. The challenge of the bright and the bright, Ye Chuanbing will come to block, behind the unspeakable conspiracy, he is not afraid.
After simply cleaning the life and death stage, today's third contest began. This time, it was the turn of the Clouds to the Five Gates. This is the fourth contest of the Yunzi Zong, and it is also a key contest to determine the direction of the situation.
Winning, Yunwu Zong can win two games in a row, ranking from the penultimate to the second, threatening the first Xuanting Gate. Lost, maybe it will be defeated, and the back of the contest will not improve.
Who will be sent to Ye Chuan in this battle?
On the hot Zhu Sijia, is he still playing himself?
Ye Chuan, who led the team to play, once again attracted attention.
The master of Wuyimen took the lead and the body suddenly dimmed, and the display of the wind disappeared. The next moment, the cold wind blows directly on the life and death stage 100 meters away. As soon as he debuted, he displayed the applause of the five gods, and the applause of the heavens was so strong that he was tempered by the wind, and there was no such thing as the five disciples, but the disciples were so perverted, but they were also outstanding.
"Five Gates, Five Doors!"
"Kill, kill the cloud sect, don't stay, kill!"
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Under the stage of life and death, the applause was like a wave, and the masters of Wuyimen were arrogant on the stage, but the people of Yunwu Zong did not appear. Soon, the life and death of the stage will be loud.
Ye Chuan ignored the noise of the people, and his face calmed down. After a while, he turned and looked at Nantiandu, standing behind him. He said faintly: "Tiandu Shidi, how many moves do you want this time?"
"Three strokes, the master is assured, within the three strokes, the younger brother I will kill him!" Nan Tiandu replied, a master brother from the heart.
This time, he jumped directly to the stage of life and death, and stood coldly in front of the five-door disciple.
"you again?"
On the stage of life and death, the master of Wuyimen was surprised. Then he reacted and his face was stunned. "Come on, the guy in the morning is the use of Xuan Dingmen. It’s useless to let you know how to teach me five tricks. See how I am. ......"
The cold sword light suddenly passed through the air.
Nan Tiandu said nothing, and the black epee was pulled out between the electric and the flint, and the flying body flew over to the master of Wuyimen.
Boarded the life and death stage, that is, life and death fight, how come so much nonsense?
The black epee in the hands of Nan Tiandu brings a cold sword light, and the person is also cold and expressionless, and the shot is a merciless lore. A sword stabbed out, and there was a dragon in the air on the stage of life and death. The virtual air also faintly screamed a powerful dragon.
The same trick is to kill the dragon, and in the morning and at noon, the power is very different!
After passing the test in the tent, after the guidance of Ye Chuan, Nantian has a leap in strength in a short period of time.
On the stage of life and death, the Wuyimen master who had just swayed the martial arts suddenly changed color, and the body swayed and displayed the wind, dangerously and dangerously avoiding the heavy blow of Nantiandu. The body just appeared in the opposite corner of the life and death stage, and the fierce sword light screamed again, and the thunder was so fast. This time, there was no time for the exhibition to escape.
"Kid, I am fighting with you, killing..."
The master of Wuyimen was so strong that he suddenly lifted the long sword in his hand and slammed it. The black epee of Nantiandu was broken into two pieces.
The black epee is not a product, but the long sword of the five-door master is a rare treasure. Under the fierce impact, two treasures are immediately divided.
"Ha ha ha, what is the sword, but it is, haha..."
The five-door master was so happy and laughed, the laughter echoed in the air, and the chest suddenly hurt. Looking down, the blood flow in the chest is like a note, and the whole chest is penetrated by what weapon. The laughter suddenly stopped, and I saw Nantian in an incredible way, and the body crashed to the ground.
Under the stage of life and death, people stood up and brushed up and stood up and was shocked.
Most people have been looking at them with big eyes. How did Nantian succeed, but few people saw it clearly. Even the three arbitrations sitting on the death and death stage barely saw a red light burst out in Nantiandu. Then, the master of Wuyimen suffered a fatal blow!
There is no sword in your hand, there is a sword in your heart!
Condensed out of the spiritual flying sword to break through to the monk's four-day Nantiandu, has stepped into a new realm, once the treacherous black Ming epee, for him is already dispensable. Sadly, the five-door masters who played against each other did not know this. After breaking the black epee of Nantiandu, they thought they would win, but it was the beginning of tragedy.
Three strokes!
Nantian has no words, and it is only three strokes to kill a master of the monk in the public. No one can compete with the front, so that the young disciples of Xuan Dingmen and Wuyimen are in the cold!
"Master brother, the younger brother is fortunate not to be insulted!"
Nantian is out of the limelight, but after jumping off the stage of life and death, standing quietly behind Ye Chuan, he is respectful. For a moment, the eyes that people looked at were full of surprise, envy, and doubts. No one expected that such a stunning genius was so gentle and respectful in front of Ye Chuan.
Could it be that Ye Chuan, the great disciple of Yunwu Zong, has something to come to, or is it hidden?
Ye Chuan, who is known for his mediocrity in the past, has been stunned. The main scorpion of the Xuan Dingmen’s door is also blinking, and I don’t know what to do.