Vol 3 Chapter 130: For everyone

The solitary sword is a scorpion sword. Before he asked Ding Ning to ask for a sword, Xia Wei and others already knew that all the students at the other end of the shed were not aware of the sword used by him. At this time, when he Starting to draw swords, these selections are all breathless, and I want to see the true meaning of this sword for the first time.
However, the movement of the solitary sword was unusually slow. During the breathing time, his sword was only pulled out by a short inch. The scabbard mouth only showed some micro-green awns, but at this time, all the breaths of the selected students were Instead of consciously rushing.
Because at this time, the entire right arm of the solitary white has already flowed a bunch of white real elements visible to the naked eye. This bunch of white real elements exudes an unusually rich and overbearing atmosphere, and stably flows into the hilt in his hand.
The blade is still mostly in the sheath, but it starts to make a whistling sound, like the sound of silk and bamboo on the merchant ship walking on the river. With the continuous attention of this bunch of real yuan, the right hand holding the hilt remains the same. Stable like a meteorite, the hilt is also moving straight and slowly as before, but the blade is struggling in the sheath, beating, the layer of brilliance flashing inside the scabbard, but rather than the scabbard The outer blade is brighter.
Feeling that the monologue is more than the domineering true temperament that he does not know, Zong Jingqiu's breathing is getting harder and harder, and a drop of sweat drops from his eyebrows.
He didn't know what the violent rushing into the scabbard was so arrogant, but he felt that the more he was, the more he was afraid to attack. For him, the only hope was to be alone. When the sword is formed, as far as possible, the sword is full and has some targeted swords.
The solitary sword-drawing posture is still slow to the extreme, but the scabbard on his waist is too fast to accommodate the brilliance in the scabbard. The entire scabbard is nearly completely transparent, and even begins to produce a ray of light.
At this time, the solitary right foot was suddenly lifted, and the heavy stepping on the ground in front, and his accumulated sword meaning finally broke out at this time!
The crack of "噼", the sword that he held in his right hand was finally completely out of the scabbard, like a lightning bolt, stabbed to Zong Jingqiu in front.
A scream of uncontrollable screams sounded at the same time.
I can't use words to describe the speed of the sword.
At the moment of the sword, the accumulation of strength in the scabbard formed a horrible airflow along the scabbard, pushing the tip of the sheath, and turning the sword forward in a flash. The momentum has produced an amazing boost.
At the same time, the ground in front of Du Gubai blasted, and the force he produced in one step trampled the new power generated by the real yuan and the strength of the heavens and the earth into the hilt, perfectly blending into the stab of this sword.
The blade is only drawn in the air, and the tip of the sword is just a few feet ahead of Zong Jingqiu. On both sides of the sword tip, a cluster of sound-burst ripples visible to the naked eye has been produced.
What is even more shocking is that at the last moment of the sword's scabbard, the lower edge of the sword's tip is cut on the scabbard's mouth, which not only causes the scabbard to rotate forward, but the entire scabbard is under all this. It’s also a complete burst of flowers.
The scabbard's debris spurred out, and before it flew to the blade, it was spurred by the force of the sword to create more tiny pieces. The pieces were faster and eventually burned directly in the air, just like countless smalls. The meteor dragged the long smoke line toward Zong Jingqiu.
Zong Jingqiu’s eyelids were completely flooded with countless smoke lines, and even the fear inside was completely overwhelmed.
He has been concentrating on the sword style of full defense. However, when he saw the sword of the solitary white, he still couldn't imagine that he had any swords in his mind to stop such a sword.
At this moment, he clenched his teeth, and the whole body curled up in an odd posture. The real source of the body constantly poured into the long sword across the chest, and the piece of jade sword was shining in him. The front of the body overlaps, and it is bound to form a jade-like cockroach.
The shadows formed by these swords are not too big, and they can't even cover all his bodies. However, he does not expect to be able to block all the scabbard fragments that come from meteors. He only hopes that he can block the hands of Duo alone. The sword of the sword, only hope that these scabbard debris will pierce the non-fatal parts of their bodies, they can stand up.
Because he only needs to support a sword.
As long as he can stand after the sword of Solitary, he can win.
There are many powerful practitioners in the field. They have a very accurate judgment on the power of the true spirits gathering in the heavens and the earth. Looking at Zong Jingqiu’s sword, many of them’s brows can’t help but deep. Wrinkled.
Because they also feel that Zong Jingqiu may be able to withstand this sword.
Even in the next moment, many tiny debris will penetrate Zong Jingqiu's body, but Zong Jingqiu, who can protect the most critical part of the body, will not fall.
However, at this time, the pictures that made them unexpectedly appeared.
The solitary white sword.
Originally in the incomparably violent, the sudden independence of the solitary white and hard to stop, to receive the sword.
The sword that his right hand advances at an alarming rate is unbelievably receded back, falling to the scabbard that does not exist on the waist side.
With his sword, all the air in front of the sword tip seems to be taken out in an instant, and a unique symbol is quietly generated.
Oh...
There were countless tiny waves in front of him.
Each of these tiny waves is a shadow of the cracking and sonic boom that occurs when the tiny scabbard fragments are accelerated more violently.
And the sounds of a series of fine cymbals that sounded at the same time were the swords of the pieces piercing Zong Jingqiu, piercing the shadow of the jade, piercing the sound of Zong Jingqiu's flesh and blood.
Numerous small spray-like shadows are still blooming in the air, and countless small scabbard fragments have passed through Zong Jingqiu's body, bringing countless tiny blood flowers behind him.
Zong Jingqiu’s eyes were so great that his body was shocked. All his consciousness told him to stand still, but he could lift the sword. However, the force that hit him and the depths of his body did not allow his body to do so. do.
His body turned back uncontrollably and slammed toward the ground.
A scream and a sword screamed like a tidal wave, accompanied by a scream of anger.
Then there were many swords shining in the darkness, and many harsh metal trembles sounded.
Duo Bai stopped and covered his nose with his left hand, lest he should cough sharply because he inhaled a lot of dust.
The fragments of the scabbard were even spurred into the selected group behind Zong Jingqiu's body. Some unprepared candidates were unable to cope with the sword and were injured by the debris.
"I was deliberate?"
Looking at the other side of the shed, there was a confusing picture, listening to the horrified voices, because I was too tired and I couldn’t help but sigh and whisper.
Xia Wei is also speechless.
No one can say that this kind of sword is deliberate. However, such a picture seems to be completely a solitary sword to Zong Jingqiu and everyone behind him.
Zhang Yi stayed: "This..."
"To do it thoroughly, this is the pride of the solitary family." Xu Weihua sneered, turned his head and looked at Zhang Yi, and said: "If you learn more than a single school, you will not be a mother-in-law."
Du Gubai seems to have seen nothing to turn around in general, and then still squinted his nose to Ding Ning and others.
However, all the candidates on the side of the shed read his meaning from his back, and many people could not help but scream.
Since it is not a friend, it is an enemy. It is no big deal by chance to slap you a sword.
In the darkness, Lin’s eyes are brighter.
He is more and more surprised, and he feels that this sword is interesting.
But at this time, listening to the screams, his brows wrinkled unpleasantly.
People in Lushan Jianzong like the most direct means, and they are used to talking with swords. Therefore, most people in the Laoshan Jianzong also hate the useless tongues and clamours. Lin is even more so.
His arrangement has been very casual, because his heart is not happy, his arrangement at this time is more casual.
So among the few people who couldn’t stop yelling, he randomly picked a candidate and then shouted out a person’s name:
Ding Ning.

Then he shouted the name of the chosen student: "To the palace Muyu."
All the sounds between the fields came to an abrupt end.
Zhang Yi looked at Ding Ning with amazement, and couldn't help but turn his head and look at Lin Xingxin.
"How could it be me?"
After an instant silence, an incredible voice screamed: "I have not yet conducted the first round of the test."
Many people have also come back to God, and their eyes are on Lin’s heart.
What happened at this time was the election of the palace, Mu Yu, who was called by his name.
It’s just that Gong Muyu didn’t even have a test. How could he directly face Ding Ning who has already passed a round?
However, in the face of these people’s doubts, Lin’s heart is only a faint answer:
You are in the first round.

Palace Muyu in the dark is stunned.
The scene was once again in silence.
Everyone is speechless, but they can't be questioned.
Because a total of forty-five selected students passed the sea of ​​thorns, there must be people in the first round.
The round was originally the luckiest thing, but now the election of this round is arranged to face Ding Ning.
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