At this moment, people in the world still don't know the true identity of xincangqu. So xincangqu had other plans for the matter of fenghun sword, but she forgot that with Kunwu's promise, how could she get what she wanted.

This evil ghost with a small stomach is clearly retaliating against her. He uses Wang Jianchen's hatred to win over the world, but he still pulls her together! What a shame!

For the wind soul sword in the hands of the demon emperor Cang, people don't seem to be very shocked. Chen hates the wind and the soul are both present and hidden. They are a pair of swords. Then the two people who can control the swords must be the king or the strong one. The evil king has got Chen hates the sword, and the demon emperor Cangshang who stands with him will not fall behind him. Therefore, it is groundless. As long as you think about it, you will feel that it should be so.

Ji Chongfeng's eyes moved and he seemed to think about it. Kunwu said he wanted to thank him for the great gift he had prepared. He wanted to refer to the masterpieces on Huayun mountain. No wonder no one knew their whereabouts for so many days, and they seemed to have disappeared out of thin air.

Xiulei's eyes turned back and forth, looked at Kunwu's promise and Ji Chongfeng, then looked at xincangqu strangely, lowered his voice and asked with a smile, "brother, are dragon lock sword, chenhen sword and fenghun sword very powerful?"

Xin Cang's side eyes glanced at xiulei, then glanced at the swords in the hands of the two people on the stage, and said, "go to the stage and feel what those two swords feel like."

"Touch?" Xiulei's eyes turned to the competition platform. Of course, he was the king of the two swords. His eyes were shining, like the stars in the night sky.

His eyes moved up a little, but he ran into the ice eyes. He suddenly shivered and lowered his head. He murmured in his heart: brother, doesn't that mean he didn't say it? Go to the stage and touch Chen hen sword... Hum! It's a light thing to say. If Mr. Lei does, I will be frozen to death by his highness!

Young master Rong Liu looks at the young master Xiu who sneaks to the side of Xin Cang's body again. He is not so angry in his heart. This little ancestor really doesn't know the heaven and the earth! Not for a moment! Who is the demon emperor? That's a man that even his highness can't help! Why is he so bold?! Also with the demon emperor Cangshang do so close!

Xiulei didn't look at master rongliu all the time.

At this time, a clear voice suddenly sounded in the square, "now the Dragon lock sword and Chen hate sword are all here, I wonder if God can let me see the edge of the wind soul sword?"

They followed the sound and saw that the speaker was Jiang Shuangyu, the son of Shuangyu, one of the first five in the south.

These words hit the hearts of all the heroes, and soon someone said one after another: "yes, the three swords have only been known for a long time, especially the chenhen sword and fenghun sword. No one has seen them for nearly a thousand years. Today, the two swords are rare. Can they shine fenghun sword to open our eyes?" They moved their eyes again. This time, it was the North crazy eagle, the north old stronghold leader, who was one of the first five in the north.

"Yes, we all want to see if the sword that everyone dreams of is really as good as the weapon that is said to be a magic weapon. I beg God to complete it!" On the second row in the south, young master Jin you, the leader of the largest salt gang in the area north of Hong and Chang, also came forward to support.

"Please help me!"

"Please show us the edge of fenghun sword!"

"I sincerely ask God to fulfill our wish to see Wang Jian!"

"God, let's have a look at the wind soul sword."

“....”

At first, due to the deterrence of the demon emperor Cang, people were worried and did not dare to speak. Later, more and more people responded, and many people bravely followed the trend. For a moment, the heroes of the old and young threatened to believe cangqu to show the wind soul sword. Xin Cang's eyes fell on the ruby fan in his hand. His fingertips caressed the edge of the fan gently. He listened to all kinds of voices from all directions and never said a word.

Xiulei's eyes glided around xincangqu, but he didn't even see the shadow of half the scabbard. Then he couldn't help saying, "brother, where is the wind soul sword? Shall I get it for you? "

Xincangqu also ignored xiulei, still playing with the red jade fan.

"Brother?" Xiulei thought it was too noisy in the field, but xincangqu didn't hear it clearly, so he called again.

But at the next moment, where Xin cangqu's fingertips crossed, he suddenly lit up a red flame!

After that, all of them suddenly trembled and stopped for a moment. They looked at xincangqu in a daze. They were all terrified. Xiulei was so scared that he almost fell from his chair.

"If the wind soul sword comes out, it will come back only when you see the blood."

Xin cangqu slowly put out the flame, light and clear spit out ten words, and after the fire, the red jade fan was still intact.She also raised her eyes to sweep the crowd, "so you still need to see its edge?"

Being swept by the fiery red eyes, Jiang Shuangyu, beikuangying and others immediately drew back their eyes and did not dare to look directly at xincangqu.

It's necessary to see the blood return... Everyone has seen how the poisonous hand black Jiao died. Although they don't know how the demon emperor Cangshang did it, it's also a terrible reason. The demon emperor Cangshang's means are vicious, his martial arts are excellent, his power is powerful, and his demon nature is unpredictable. Who dares to offend him in the world?! So the people of the four sides dare not answer. And the demon emperor Cangshang said that he was the only one. If he really asked him to take out the wind soul sword, he would sacrifice the sword with blood!

After a long time, the field is still silent.

Xin cangqu nodded with satisfaction, then looked at the two people on the stage with a smile, and said faintly: "you can start."

At this moment, people think of their original intention and turn their eyes to Kun Wu and Ji Chongfeng.

"Please." Ji Chongfeng's hand on the stage is lifted, and the sword of dragon lock is pointing to Kunwu's promise.

"Please." Kunwu's lips were crooked, his wrist turned, and his sword pointed at Ji Chongfeng.

One is grey and one is white, one is as proud as the God King, and the other is as charming as the evil king. The two opposite swords point to each other, and their momentum is not inferior to each other. Before they have done so, they have already made countless heroes in the field rub their hands and their hearts rise and fall.

Just then, suddenly, a man under the stage raised his voice and said, "Oh, wait a minute."

When people looked at it, they saw that it was Ruan Tiancong, who was behind Ruan Mingdong, one of the first five middle school students in the West.

Ruan Tiancong looked around. When he saw that countless eyes were aimed at him, he became nervous. His eyes blinked. His expression was awkward and strange.

Seeing this, Ruan Mingdong yelled: "Cong'er, don't be ridiculous."

"Er... That... Dad, I'm not fooling around." Ruan Tiancong shuddered at the corner of his mouth. Then he said to Ruan Ming with a smile. Then he turned to the stage carefully and cleared his throat again. "I said, your highness, you are both good at martial arts. If you start to fight for three days and three nights, it's not impossible. Will this wine conference be held then?"

When they heard this, they all nodded or stroked their whiskers to show their approval. At the same time, they also appreciated the courage of Ruan. Ruan Mingdong also felt that his son did not say anything wrong, so he did not attack him again.

Su jiupiantou, sitting on Ruan Tiancong's side, looked at him. He did not expect that this young dandy had the courage to say this to the two men in front of the world.

Kun Wu's eyes fell on the sharp Chen hate sword in his hand. He said in a light voice: "the soul of Chen hate wind is the blood Phoenix. In this case, the Chen hate sword should also see the blood."

"It's better to see the blood." Ji Chongfeng just spits out a word lightly.

Then, all of a sudden, the Dragon lock sword and Chen hate sword move together. The sword is as powerful as the dragon and Phoenix, roaring wildly for nine days, and shaking the sky!

The white shadow and the gray shadow turned into two electric lights, and then they flashed. In a moment, it seemed that there was a rainbow, which was gray and white. The banners covered the sky and pierced the clouds!

At first, people could see the two swords piercing each other's heart, but only one eye. After that, they could not see the human figure. They only felt that the situation on the stage was vast, the lightning flashed, and the power was like thunder and unpredictable.

At that moment, the fierce momentum and the whirling light of the sword made the sun shrink his head. It was too dazzling. Even so, people from all over the world were staring at the stage for a moment. It seemed that there was a fire surging in their heart, and their forehead was already covered with sweat.

However, these two people fight, Xin cangqu can see clearly, and did not miss any moment.

When the tips of the two swords were about to pierce each other's chest, the two men's bodies flashed to both sides with great speed, and then they rubbed with each other's swords at the same time, but they did not stop. After one sword was rubbed, their bodies turned again, and the next sword was in the same place.

"Ding Ding..."

The sound of sword collision, like thunder, surged over the square.

Xin Cang Qu holds a smile, gently shakes the red jade fan, and everything on the stage is reflected in Fei Tong, chopping, chopping, rowing, stabbing, waving, weaving, knocking, bumping... To be more precise, those two people seem to be fighting in that pair of Fei Tong.

After a long time, about a pillar of incense, they saw a spark in the air. Then they saw the two figures clearly. But at this time, the two were separated.

The white shadow is like fog, falling slowly.

Gray shadow like the wind, gently blowing off.

Chen hate sword, dragon lock sword point to the ground, the two are still opposite.It's over?!

Everyone was relieved, and finally felt relieved. This competition was really wonderful. Although they didn't see their martial arts moves clearly, they just felt that kind of aura under the stage, which made the whole heart up and down. It was both thrilling and exciting!

However, after a little bit of relaxation, they all asked: who is the winner of the two? Or... No one can beat anyone?

But isn't king Kunwu saying that Chen hates the sword and returns only when he sees the blood? Why do they look the same as they were at first?

Kun Wu's eyes were slightly down, and he took a look at the sword in his hand. On the sharp blade, a few invisible blood threads spread to the tip of the sword. He hooked the corner of his lips and said: "yes."

"Yes." Ji Chongfeng also said something to him. After that, he didn't say anything or look at anyone. He turned around and flew to the pavilion on the hillside. People can't help but be more surprised and puzzled after seeing it. Isn't it that we haven't decided yet? Why did it stop? Say good see blood square return? But these questions are finally unanswered. It seems that we have to wait for the news from dongshuge.

After the sword test, it was said that king Kunwu and King Ji lingchong fought against each other with chenhen and fenghun swords on the martial arts platform. They changed the color of the world, and the wind and clouds surged, but they failed to win or lose.

This statement is quite similar to the answer given by Dongshu pavilion to people all over the world. On this matter, Donghe only wrote these two sentences in the name of Ji lingchong King: the Dragon locks the wind and clouds, the sword rushes to the sky, and the God of the world is superior to the emperor.

Since then, King Ji lingchong was also known as his royal highness as the God King by the people of the world. He was the fourth king of Xinzhou, along with the demon emperor Cangshang, the evil king Jiwang, and the Immortal King huanwang,

Or three kings and one emperor.

"King Ji lingchong was able to fight with his royal highness King Jin for more than a hundred moves, but he didn't fall behind." Ruan Mingdong nodded and praised, "it's no wonder that people all over the world say that their culture, military skills and tactics are powerful."

"Yes, King Ji lingchong really deserves his reputation." Ruan also praised it.

"As far as I know, master Huakong is the only one whose martial arts are superior to his highness in this world, and he can be comparable to his highness..." Hua zikang in the pavilion looked at Kunwu's promise on the martial arts platform. "It seems that old man despises the enemy."

Ji Chongfeng, who was in the pavilion, just heard the words. He glanced at Hua zikang. After a moment of silence, he said: "announce it."

"Good." Hua zikang nodded, then got up and walked to the pavilion.

After Ji Chongfeng returned to his seat, he ignored all the comments below. He did not see Hua zikang and monk wanzhang again. He put the Dragon lock sword into the scabbard. Then he looked down at the invisible bloodstain on the back of his hand and recalled the terrible sword he had just made

It's about the same

See blood to return, already return to sword, is win!

Fingertips gently stroked the scar, slowly raised his head, closed his eyes... It was the man who was up and down in the end!

It's just that... The man has been so strong before he made a unique move... It seems that he can't stay any more!

Hua zikang stood in front of the pavilion and said, "this is the end of the sword test. Kunwu king is the final winner. If there is no one on the stage to challenge, we will take the second round and pass the customs."

Everyone on the field knows that they can't beat Kunwu's promise, so no one dares to take it.

After a long time, without waiting for the response, Hua zikang continued: "since no one challenges his royal highness, the first round is up to now."

With a wave of his hand, Wan Nianchen, who was waiting outside the pavilion, immediately took the brocade and silk from Hua shengce. He went to the pavilion and read out the list of people who were qualified to pass the customs and seize the order. "Cangqu, Golden Snake fairy, xiulei, Su Jiu... Kunwu, junuo, Yan Longsheng, Yuba, Liao Jingshan..."