The whole content of this post attributes the success of [Blade Mad Sword Crazy] to the word luck.

In other words, the poster believes that if he has such luck, his strength will definitely be a hundred times stronger than [Sword Crazy Sword Crazy].

Then he claimed that he would let [Sword Crazy Sword Crazy] deeply experience the feeling of defeat in the battle before the start of the Hidden Dragon List.

"I remember this name." [Dao Kuang Jian Jian Chi] glanced at the nickname of the poster, and then calmly clicked on another post.

"It seems that this group of people dares to speak so much because of the rapid increase in the past two days that they have begun to expand." [Niu Niu is afraid of difficulties] said.

In fact, after seeing the real strong man taking action, the top three players present know the truth that there are people outside the human world and there are heavens outside.

Niu Niu even saw a post just now and thought that their players could also compete for the quota on the dive dragon list.

He can only say that the ignorant is fearless.

"I hope this game mode will be beneficial to us." [Blade Crazy Sword Crazy] closed the forum after reading a few posts.

When he and the Rootless Demon received the trouble-making mission, Qin Fan reminded them to contact those players who joined small and medium-sized forces.

At the beginning, they also tried to find breakthrough points in this area, but both failed.

Just like the rootless demon just now, I felt that the same game as the Biaozi demon was not playing.

For those players who are struggling to survive in small forces, [Sword Crazy Sword Crazy] and others are also living the world life they dream of.

This naturally aroused their hostility and sarcasm.

Players are the easiest to jealous of players, especially when the game does not open the recharge interface, everything depends on itself to work hard and make a living.

This makes some players who have failed in trouble unwillingly blame themselves for their problems, nor can they rely on the issue of recharging money, so they can only push the reason to the word luck.

"Speak with the result." The rootless demon touched the blood-drinking blade on his waist, and his eyes glanced at the most conspicuous eunuch in the titles of those extremely ridiculous posts.

He didn't click on that post, but he could guess how vicious the content inside would be.

The rootless demon rarely attacks players for a long time. Because of this immortal body, he is worried about forming one mortal enemy after another and falling into trouble that can't be cut.

But now it seems that I need to start letting myself go.

"Compared to talking to them on the forum, we should indeed prove it with actions." [Blade Mad Sword Crazy] nodded in agreement.

Then the three of them took advantage of the journey and began to practice internal skills and visualization techniques. However, Sister Happy had already used a small notebook to record all the names of those posters.

......

In a blink of an eye, it was three days later.

At this moment, it is on the top of the sword mountain in the Xuanfeng Realm.

Some forces arrived a few days ago, but they were like a group of mobs, crowding around the square in a mess, and looking at the figure standing in the center in awe.

"Master Yue, it seems that you are not qualified to sit in that seat." Ying Wuque bowed and bowed to the man standing in front of him, but his tone showed arrogance.

There were already three figures in the three main positions behind him, and Sima Kongming was in the middle.

"Hahahaha, it's my son!"

Then he looked at Mu Che on the left and said:

"Muzhou Mu, how do you see my son performing?"

Mu Che squeezed a smile a little stiffly.

"It's very strong. Master Ying Shao should have already broken through to the late stage of the Innate Realm. With the help of the unique sword force he formed, even a master of the Great Perfection of the Innate Realm will find it difficult to get a advantage in his hands."

An old man sitting on Sima Kongming's right hand took the initiative to answer:

"I believe that Master Ying will definitely win a good ranking in this list competition."

"I've been thanked by the merchant Lao Ji's words." Sima Kongming respected the old man's attitude very much.

Not only because the other party is one of the four major deceased leaders of the Jiuzhou Escort Agency, but more importantly, what he represents is the contemporary Xuan Emperor.

This time, Emperor Xuan asked him to assist Sima Kongming in ensuring the smooth progress of the dispute on the Qianlong List, and also wanted to disclose the relationship between the Jiuzhou Escort Agency and the Daxuan royal family, and it can also be regarded as showing off his muscles.

In response to Sima Kongming's polite response, Shang Zhonghe bowed with a smile. He had a clear positioning of himself, just be a mascot that kept smiling.

Then he saw another lord of power appear on stage, and then glanced at the seven positions that were vacant on both sides, and couldn't help but shake his head.

The belongings of these fourteen seats have long been decided. Even if one of these lords of power can defeat Ying Wuque, they may face greater trouble in the future.

But for the leaders of these forces, this battle on the Hidden Dragon List will be destined to be the focus of attention.

As long as you can grab a seat and be driven off after sitting for a moment, it means a rapid increase in fame.

And they have a lot of ways to monetize these fame, and the only risk they may take, and they cannot compare with the large amount of benefits they can obtain in the future.

Bang--!

Another lord of power was knocked away by Ying Wuque. When he was about to say arrogantly, someone else was left when a poem suddenly sounded in his ears.

[The six realms are not caused by the rootless cause, and the three bodies are rewarded to save the virtuous life. Love, hate, love, hatred, and hatred are like the illusion moon, and the Buddha's voice is deep and free and empty.]

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound, and saw a young monk wearing a moon-white monk's robe floating around. His plain clothes and white socks were spotless, and even the smile on his face seemed to be out of the world.

When I looked at his appearance carefully, I saw that his eyes were like stars, red lips and white teeth, and a beautiful face as a girl. However, his gentle expression and elegant style were beyond the reach of any woman in the world.

"Buddhist son, Zhishan."

Ying Wuque was a little excited and could not let the other party speak. He had already slashed at him!

This knife cut through the void, making the soul-stirring. When the sword light suddenly appeared, it attracted everyone's eyes from Zhishan!

And the shocking sword light that was drawn in the air seemed to be about to swallow Zhishan!

This move is the first sword of Tianwen, the eight techniques of Tianjian. It is not in shape, so how can I examine it?

Faced with this sudden blow, Zhishan just folded his hands together, and a faint golden light appeared all over his body, and a huge circular air shield was formed in the next second!

clang!

It was as if the sound of the brass bell was knocking through the sky. After another loud bang, the protective air shield had been shattered. Zhishan took two steps back, but his clothes were not stained with a trace of dust. He performed a Buddhist ritual to Ying Wuque with a calm expression and said:

"What a handsome sword technique."

Ying Wuque said with a serious expression:

"The one who just now should be the famous Vajra Indestructible Magic in the Buddha Land. I just don't know that you have been defending like this and can block my swords a few times."

Then he raised the red-sleeved knife in his hand again, but was stopped by Sima Kongming, who appeared beside him at some point.

"You are not rude, you must not be rude. Even if you beat this contemporary Buddhist student, you will not be able to beat the three masters of Hui generation who are next."

Just after Sima Kongming finished saying this, a team of monks officially appeared, including three players.

The three old monks who led the lead walked straight towards Sima Kongming with the Buddha's name. Wherever they passed, the seemingly unruly rulers of the forces bowed their heads and bowed.

"Master Huiwu, Master Huixing, Master Huikong." Sima Kongming and the three old monks have known each other for a long time, so they personally led them to the first seat on the left.

Seeing this, Huiwu shook his head and said:

"The Buddha Land is unwilling to compete with others. Since there are seven seats on one side, the fourth seat in the middle is more suitable for us."

Then he directly crossed the first seat, the second seat and the third seat, and sat in the fourth seat on the left. As for the other monks, they stood behind him consciously, including the Buddhist son Zhishan, who had just become popular.

Sima Kongming frowned slightly when he was about to speak up again when he inexplicably saw a snowflake falling in front of him.

"This kind of change in the astronomical phenomena...is it..."

Before he could express his guess, a cold poem echoed throughout the audience with the falling snowflakes.

[I am sorry for the dream and sadness of the sky, and the shadows of the remaining flowers and the moon are gone now? The wind stops, the frost paints the night, the snow is bright and the sky is sunny and dancing in the world.]

At this moment, everyone's eyes were attracted by the beautiful figure floating in the sky.

The cold word "War?" The moment the cold words were spit out from his mouth, the leisurely falling silver fluff had turned into a roaring blizzard, as if they were about to flood Ying Wuque.

Ying Wuque was a little ready to hold the handle of the Hongsweaver knife, then shook his head helplessly and said:

"I was defeated by you before, but now my strength is no match for me, but when I think back to that battle, I still feel that I still have no chance of winning when facing you."

As soon as he said this, it caused a lot of discussion around him.

"What Master Ying's meaning is that the Buddhist son is not as good as the Dao son?"

"It's certain. You didn't see that Master Ying's sword forced the Buddha son back two steps at the beginning. As a result, he said Daozi could defeat him with one move."

"It's a bit like winning with one move... but with the arrogance of Master Ying, if it weren't for the facts, he wouldn't have admitted it so simply."

"Can I understand that Daozi can defeat Buddhist son in one move?"

"It's actually okay if you think so."

The Buddhist son Zhishan, who was at the center of the topic, did not have any emotional fluctuations throughout the whole process. He was just quietly appreciating the falling snow, but Huixing, who was standing in front of him, was a little unhappy.

Just when he was about to use his spiritual pressure to interrupt everyone's discussion of the Buddhist son, and even turned to the Buddha land and the Taoist realm.

Xue Wuxia shook her head gently:

"No."

Ying Wuque was a little puzzled, but he saw Xue Wuxia letting go. As she restrained her momentum, only one meter of her body was still snow falling, and another poem rang out inexplicably.

[Yin and Yang are separated, the universe is raining, the world is sad and sad. The starry sea is lonely, the clouds are scattered and the smoke is scattered, and I alone ask the people for free.]

I saw a man in Taoist robe walking out of the crowd. His every move was indescribable and unrestrained, but when he looked at him, he had an indescribable weirdness.

Because he had eyes that were not matched with this temperament, the caution revealed in his eyes, which even made everyone who was happy to watch the fun wonder if there would be a natural disaster that would suddenly come.

"Your opponent is me."

When Ying Wuque's eyes trembled slightly when he heard Ning Xiaoyao's opening, his ex-Daozi impressed him very deeply.

Although he fainted after spending a move with Xue Wuxia before, he seemed to have no contact with the other party.

But after he woke up, he was sent by Ying Tianhong to deal with the mess left by his ex-Daozi.

Who knows what the other party is thinking. When he was living in Zhudao Hall, he set up hundreds of large formations in various parts of his house. I heard that the other party took away part of it when he left, leaving only some worthless ones.

Then, before heading to Wanpo Palace, Ying Wuque kept clearing these formations.

So now he is very worried that the other party will continue to smash the formation map after a disagreement.

Ning Xiaoyao's focus was not on Ying Wuque, and his eyes were always wandering between Sima Kongming and the three old monks of Fotu.

Then he said anxiously:

"Just one move, come on."

After saying that, he had already pointed out that this finger was full of a strange meaning.

It can be said to be powerful but implicit, strong but gentle, strong but invisible.

The people who were watching the game could not realize the degree of this finger, but Ying Wuque felt a strong death threat!

And this move is the three fingers of the 24 solar terms, which are among the shocked god fingers, and break the evil spirit!

Ying Wuque now abandoned the sky sword he had just mastered, but instead used the red sleeve sword technique he was best at in the evening drizzle!

I saw a magnificent sword light coming into everyone's eyes!

The sword technique of this sword was tragic and bizarre, fast and sharp, and directly hit the strange finger force, which immediately burst into a rippling red color, wrapping it tightly.

But just after a strong light flashed, the knife light broke, and the finger force stopped a foot before Ying Wuque's forehead, but it disappeared inexplicably.

"It should be OK." Although Ning Xiaoyao seemed to be asking Ying Wuque, he actually looked at Xue Wuxia not far away.

Seeing Xue Wuxia nodding slightly, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. Without waiting for Ying Wuque's answer, he waved to the back. Then the three elders of the Dao Realm, Wang Chongyang and Yin Bulai, and three players in Taoist robes walked out of it.

Everyone came directly to the seven empty seats on the right, and obviously did not intend to sit on the same side as Buddha Land at the beginning.

Ning Xiaoyao suggested:

"How about we choose the fourth one?"

He actually agreed with Huiwu's previous statement. The fourth seat that he would not compete or compete was just right, so he would not need to attract too much attention when taking the middle position.

Although he had attracted countless attentions to defeat Ying Wuque with one finger, he was very calm. After all, there were still many monsters behind him, and he would soon be temporarily forgotten by these people.

Then he looked at Xue Wuxia with anticipation.

Xue Wuxia nodded, and then sat in the fourth seat on the right. The three elders of the Dao Realm and Wang Chongyang stood calmly behind them like guardians.

The three players and Yin Bulai were curiously glanced around.
Chapter completed!