I saved the whole sect by playing badly

Facing Duanchen day and night, I don’t see Jun and Feixianjian fighting each other fiercely, Frost Sword and Duanshuijian meet, the most weird thing is that I don’t see Jun and Feixianjian.

Both of them are the same sword master, what to fight.

When we first met, it was a life-and-death situation.

Mingxuan shook the dice, mysteriously, "Come here to make a bet, make a bet, buy it and leave it, buy it and leave it."

"Six sword spirits fighting, who are you planning to suppress?"

"Where did you get it?"

"It's in the mustard bag. It may have been taken away when I was playing games." Mingxuan waved his hand to signal them to look over, "Come on, don't talk nonsense, start with a spirit stone. Make a bet, make a bet ! I bet on Duanchen and Bujianjun."

Si Miaoyan said with a soft voice, and smiled: "You don't carry any serious things in your mustard bags, do you pack everything else?"

After a pause, she said, "I bet on the Frost Sword."

After all, she was the only female sword spirit present.

Danxiu doesn't know much about swords, neither does Mingxuan, he's just talking nonsense. Among these swords, the elder brother's sword is the most mysterious, and I don't see Jun's background is the biggest.

"Break the water." Chu Xingzhi threw two spirit stones without hesitation.

"Anyone who is not blind can see that water cut off is the strongest."

"Then just wait and see if Duanchen will cut him next." Ming Xuan raised his eyebrows.

People's sorrows and joys are not the same, Ye Qiao only felt that this group of people was very noisy, and the dense coercion of Tianlei directly descending into the midair was shocking, she sighed slowly, then suddenly raised her head and stared at the midair for a few seconds, Taking advantage of the situation, he threw the Jinghong Sword into the air, it is the only lightning type among all the spirit swords.

You can easily borrow the sky thunder to temper the sword body.

"Ye Qiao really wants to use any resources." Cheng Fengzong sighed with emotion, "Should this child talk or not, the spirit of digging and searching is quite admirable."

Qin Fanfan gouged out his eyes, and snorted coldly, the rich and powerful Cheng Fengzong certainly didn't understand their Changmingzong's suffering.

Those who can squeeze all the existing resources to the ground, they lack this kind of talent in the cultivation world.

It really makes sense that poverty makes people progress.

"I think..." The Suzerain of the Clear Water Sect quickly reflected on himself, "Are we being too generous to this group of personal disciples?" As a result, other personal disciples were not as quick-witted as Ye Qiao?

Qin Fanfan thought for a while, "In the future, anyone who dares to violate the sect's rules will have their spirit stones confiscated!" Anyway, the Changming Sect has no spirit stones, and the sect's own rules are regarded as empty. This suggestion he made belongs to standing up and talking without back pain.

Asking Swordsman thought it was reasonable, "Gao."

It can be said to kill two birds with one stone.

Those who didn't know that the Lingshi had been withheld privately were betting enthusiastically, among which the calls for cutting off the dust and cutting off the water were the highest.

A water-breaking sword and a dust-breaking sword.

One is famous outside, and the other is also a famous master sword.

"It's so miserable, Junior Sister." Xue Yu glanced sympathetically at Ye Qiao who was still struggling to get hacked.

For the melee of the sword spirits, other people lack interest, and the ones who are always interested are the group of sword cultivators. The original cleaning battlefield has been completely reduced to the second battle battlefield.

The flames of Zhaoxi Sword spread rapidly, forming four walls of fire to block Duanchen's path. Duanchen is a sword spirit of wind attribute, and he will only be passive in the whole process of confronting this kind of sword spirit of fire attribute.

Duan Chen retreated, and the white invisible wind swept behind Zhao Xijian quietly, and the surrounding wind was under his control. Suddenly, a wind knife lay across his neck. Zhao Xi retreated immediately when he sensed the danger, and the flames wrapped his fists. He wanted to fight Duanchen in close combat.

However, he dodged left and right, but he couldn't avoid the ubiquitous wind.

Not only did he not meet Duanchen's shadow, but was scratched by the wind knife instead, he wanted to catch up day and night, but was pulled back by his own sword master with a word.

"I lost." Mu Chongxi sighed and poured cold water on his sword spirit, "You can't beat Duanchen."

Whether it's close combat or something else.

It is reasonable for Duanchen to be strong. After all, he is the master sword of the past dynasties. I don’t know how many strong men he has seen and how many sword spirits have fought. Don’t look at the opponent’s slowness. .

For the warlike spirit swordsmen, with so many transformed sword spirits gathering together, a fight is inevitable.

Duan Chen had never participated in this kind of battle, but some sword spirits were not going to let him go, such as Duan Shui Jian, a militant like Ye Qinghan.

He didn't give Duanchen any chance to react at all, and he did it right away.Duanchen glanced at the other party without any emotional ups and downs, gathered his sword energy and chose to fight.

The master of the Asking Sword Sect caught the two sword spirits' fight, and he commented lightly: "These few swords can hardly touch Duanchen."

A sword spirit like Duanchen.The most unpredictable, with unknown attributes, and he can only be restrained if he confronts him head-on.

Cutting water with softness to overcome rigidity is very good. There are various forms of water and land. One of the two sword spirits is changeable, and the other is elusive. No one can do anything to the other.

"Then why don't you see you?" Xie Chuxue was curious.

"The murderous intent is too heavy. After all, it's not a sword spirit from an orthodox sword cave." Sect Master Wenjian said indifferently, "The methods are also too vicious. You have to fight to know how strong this sword spirit is."

Xie Chuxue let out a sigh, and chattered endlessly: "It's the same as your sword spirit is not vicious, it's too scary, too scary, if it wasn't for Frost's ability to dodge quickly, he would have his neck broken? You asked Jianzong, it really is The same dark mind."

The master of Jianjian Sect didn't bother to pay attention to his yin and yang aura. He watched the battle between Duan Shui and Duan Chen, and vaguely saw the signs, "Duan Chen masters speed and wind. If he fights seriously, Duan Shui will definitely be at a disadvantage." His evaluation was very objective.

It's just that Duanchen, the sword spirit, is too weird, so it's no wonder that his way of getting along with Zhou Xingyun is so unique.

It was also the first time that the sword spirit and the sword master looked at each other.

After the master of Sword-seeking Sect finished speaking, he looked at the group of sword spirits on the field, and none of them could restrain Duan Chen, so he couldn't help but say, "I remember that Lve Shadow Sword that Ye Qiao brought out from the sword cave can be compared with Zhou Xingyun's sword spirit will show off."

"Lie Ying and Duan Chen, these two swords belong to the speed class of sword spirits."

Zhou Xingyun, who was next to him, paused when he heard these words, and he was genuinely confused in his usual staid tone, "Speed ​​type? By what? By his tone that speaks slower than a tortoise?"

Duanchen realized that he was scolding himself, and while avoiding the sudden sneak attack of the water, he said in a faint voice, "No matter how slow you are, you are better than you. I'm afraid you don't even bother to move?"

Zhou Xingyun: "?"

When the two were fighting each other, Duan Shui took the trouble to entangle him again, and the water flowed like a knife light refracted with a cold air, approaching the vital point.

Duanchen's light gray eyes had no emotional fluctuations, he seemed a little bored, the surrounding ground wind blew soundlessly and densely split, and at a speed that no one could react, he forced Duanshui to the same place, and knocked him over with one blow on the ground.

"Handsome!! Awow, Duanchen." Chaoxi Jian came to his spirits, and the melee between sword spirits was basically indistinguishable from enemy to friend, but he especially repelled Duanshui, probably because of the mutual repulsion of attributes.

"Frost." Xie Chuxue tilted her head to signal her to go, "Have you seen the morning and evening? Go, right now, give him a sword."

Frost was stunned for a moment, then let out a blank expression, and obediently obeyed.

The ice solidified, and she swished it twice to the position of Chaoxi Sword, and then it all plunged into the solid ground.

"Damn it." In the morning and evening, a spirit turned into dodging Frost's hands without warning, and shouted: "You can't find fault with me just because I like Feixianjian?"

Frost raised her hand and a few light blue sword shadows appeared, ready to go.

"What about Frost and Chaoxi? Strictly speaking, there is no restraint relationship between these two sword spirit attributes."

When these two sword spirits fight, they only look at each other's strength.

The Sect Master of Asking Sword Sect pointed to the sword spirit entangled in mid-air, one red and one blue, "It is still unknown which of the two of them will win the battle."

The confrontation between Duan Shui and Duan Chen continued. After Duan Chen overthrew the sword spirit, Duan Shui was no fool. After reacting, all the terrifying attacks were returned, and the surroundings of the two sword spirits were completely destroyed.

Compared to cleaning the battlefield, this group of sword spirits is more like fighting World War II.

The water on Duan Shui's fingertips condensed into blades, which made a clear collision sound with the sharp wind knife. His eyes turned cold, and the water flow dispersed and turned into broken water droplets, piercing through the wind and crushing heavily towards Duan Chen.

……

Unexpectedly, Jun frowned, noticing the continuous fight between Duan Chen and Duan Shui, he firmly grasped the Feixian Sword that was uncharacteristically trying to break free, "Are you crazy?"

The boy subconsciously grasped the sword tightly.

Turning around, I saw Duan Chen being forced to dodge around by Ye Qinghan's sword spirit, I don't see you a little crazy, what the hell?

It's been a busy two days.

All kinds of sword spirits fought against each other, but only Jianjun and Feixianjian's "love" for each other was consistent.

At this moment, Fei Xianjian didn't know what to do and began to break away crazily, not knowing what to do.

I don't see Jun trying to stop her from going crazy, but in the end she couldn't stop her, so she could only let go of her hand, "OK, OK, go and play by yourself."

He also didn't want to waste time with Feixianjian. Seeing that Duanchen and Duanshui were still going on a chasing battle, the young man's voice was clear and brisk, "Let me fight him."

Like to change, right?He can change too.

Duanchen had long wanted to get rid of this battle madman, but when he saw that Jun was not taking over, he immediately retreated to an inconspicuous place, which can be said to be very Buddhist.

There are many forms of Jianjun, and the black thick fog can completely restrain the tricks of Duan Shui. Both of them have good knowledge. One is the sword spirit of the demon king, and the other has fought in the hands of countless powerful people.

This one doesn't see you, he's shameless and shameless!

There are endless means of underhand sneak attacks.

Duan Shui looked at him coldly, "Who did you learn this kind of indiscriminate sneak attack from?"

"I learned from the Demon Lord." He was confident, with the corners of his lips curled coldly, fully showing his contempt for the Demon Lords of the past. "That group of old guys who don't take a bath, that's all there is to it."

"Mozun?" Duan Shui thought of the ominous aura on him, and said coldly, "Are you the sword of the Mozun?"

Unexpectedly, Jun asked in surprise, "What do you think?"

He admitted it so quickly, several suzerains looked at each other, and even the suzerain who had ridiculed that he could not see the king before was silent for a moment.

Then Qin Fanfan broke the calm and turned to look at the group of disciples, "This black stick has such a history?"

Startled one after another.

"...We thought you knew about it?" Xue Yu bowed his head guilty.

Qin Fanfan was shocked, he was going to make a fuss, and no one had ever told him that this black stick Ye Qiao was actually the sword of the Demon Lord?