The entire content of this post attributes the success of [Sword Madness] to luck.
In other words, the poster believes that if he has such luck, his strength will definitely be a hundred times stronger than [Sword Madness].
He then claimed that he would let [Sword Crazy Sword Maniac] experience the feeling of defeat in a battle before the Qianlong Ranking was launched.
"I remember this name." [Sword Crazy Sword Maniac] glanced at the nickname of the poster, and then calmly clicked on another post.
"This group of people dare to be so arrogant. It seems that it is because of their rapid improvement in the past two days that they have begun to swell." [Niu Niu is afraid of difficulties] said.
In fact, after seeing a real strong man take action, the three top players present now understand the truth that there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world.
Niu Niu even saw a post just now and thought that their players could also compete for a spot on the Hidden Dragon Ranking.
He could only say that the ignorant are fearless.
"I hope this competition mode will be beneficial to us." [Sword Crazy Sword Fanatic] closed the forum after reading a few posts.
When he and Rootless Demon received a trouble-making mission before, Qin Fan had reminded them that they could contact players who had joined small and medium-sized forces.
At the beginning, they also tried to find a breakthrough point in this area, but they all failed.
Just like the Rootless Demon just now felt that he and the Pancake Demon were playing different games.
For those players who are struggling to survive in small forces, the life of [Sword Crazy Sword Maniac] and others is not the life they dream of.
This naturally aroused their hostility and weirdness.
Players are the easiest to be envious of players, especially when the game does not open the recharge interface, and everything depends on their own hard work.
This makes some players who have been quite unsuccessful, unwilling to blame the problem on themselves, and unable to blame the problem of recharging money, and can only blame luck.
"Let the results speak for themselves." The Rootless Demon touched the blood-drinking blade at his waist, and glanced at the most conspicuous word "eunuch" in the titles of those extremely mocking posts.
He didn't click on the post, but just thinking about it he could guess how vicious the content would be.
The Rootless Demon has always rarely attacked players. Because of his immortality, he is worried about making one deadly enemy after another, and thus falling into constant trouble.
But now it seems that I need to start letting myself go.
"Rather than arguing with them on the forum, we should really prove it with actions." [Sword Crazy Sword Fanatic] nodded in agreement.
Then the three of them took advantage of the time they were on the road to start practicing internal energy and visualization skills. Sister Happy had already taken a small notebook and written down all the names of those who posted the message.
In the blink of an eye, it was three days later.
At this moment, he is on the top of the Knife Mountain in Xuanfeng Domain.
Some forces had arrived a few days ago, but they were like a mob, crowding around the square in a mess, and looking at the figure standing in the center with some awe.
"Master Yue, it seems that you are not qualified to sit on that seat." Ying Wuque bowed his hands to the man standing in front of him, but his tone was full of arrogance.
There are already three figures on the three main seats behind him, and the one in the middle is Sima Kongming.
"Hahahaha, you are worthy of being my son!"
Then he looked to Mu Che on the left and said:
"Mu Zhou Mu, what do you think of my son's performance?"
Mu Che gave a stiff smile.
"It's very strong. Hall Master Ying Shao must have broken through to the late stage of the Xiantian Realm. With the unique sword power he has formed, even the masters of the Xiantian Realm will find it difficult to get an advantage from him."
An old man sitting on the right side of Sima Kongming took the initiative to answer:
"I believe that Hall Master Ying Shao will definitely win a good ranking in this competition for the list."
"Thank you for your kind words, Mr. Shang." Sima Kongming was very respectful to the old man's attitude.
Not only because the other party is one of the four major bodyguards of the Jiuzhou Bodyguard Bureau, but more importantly, he represents the contemporary Emperor Xuan.
This time Emperor Xuan asked him to assist Sima Kongming to ensure the smooth progress of the Qianlong List battle. He also wanted to disclose the relationship between the Jiuzhou Escort Bureau and the Daxuan royal family, and it could also be seen as flexing his muscles.
In response to Sima Kongming's polite response, Shang Zhonghe smiled and cupped his hands. He had a very clear positioning of himself, just being a mascot that kept smiling.
Then he saw another power leader taking the stage, and after glancing at the seven empty seats on the left and right sides, he couldn't help but shake his head.
The ownership of these fourteen seats has been decided a long time ago. Even if one of these power leaders can defeat Ying Wuque, they may face even greater trouble later.
But for the leaders of these forces, this battle for the Hidden Dragon List is destined to be the center of attention.
As long as you can win a seat, even if you are kicked off after sitting for a while, it also represents a rapid increase in fame.
And there are a lot of ways to monetize their fame, and the only risks they may take cannot be compared with the large amount of benefits that can be obtained later.
boom--!
Another force leader was knocked away by Ying Wuque's sword. When he was about to say arrogantly who else was there, a poem trumpet suddenly came to his ears.
[The six paths are not destined and have no root cause, and the retribution of the three bodies will lead to virtuous beings. Love and hatred are like the phantom moon, and the sound of Buddha's voice is deep and free in the sky. 】
Everyone looked in the direction from which the sound came, and saw a young monk wearing moon-white monk robes floating towards him. His plain clothes and white socks were spotless, and even the smile on his face seemed to be out of the ordinary.
If you look closely at his appearance, you will see that his eyes are like stars, his lips are red and his teeth are white, and his face is as bright as a girl's. However, the gentleness of his expression and the unrestrained style are unmatched by any woman in the world.
"Buddha is wise and kind."
Ying Wuque was slightly excited, and before the other party could speak, he had already slashed at him!
This knife cut through the void, sending a wave of energy through the intestines. When the light of the knife suddenly appeared, it attracted everyone's attention from Zhishan's body!
And this shocking sword light suddenly drew in the air, it seemed that it was going to swallow up Zhishan!
This move is the first Tianwen sword in the Eight Heavenly Sword Techniques. It has no upper and lower shapes, so how can it be tested?
Facing this sudden blow, Zhishan just clasped his hands together, and a layer of faint golden light appeared all over his body, forming a huge circular aura in the next second!
clang!
It was like the sound of striking a copper bell that resounded through the sky. After another loud noise, the protective air shield had been shattered. Zhishan took two steps back, but his clothes were not stained with a trace of dust. He made a Buddha gesture to Ying Wuque with an indifferent expression. Li said:
"What a handsome swordsmanship."
Ying Wuque looked solemn and said:
"What I just said should be the famous Vajra Indestructible Magic in the Buddhist world. I just don't know if you can block a few of my swords with your passive defense."
Then he raised the red sleeve knife in his hand again, but was stopped by Sima Kongming who appeared beside him at an unknown time.
"No need to be rude. Even if you beat this contemporary Buddhist disciple, you still can't beat the three masters of the Hui generation behind you."
Just after Sima Kongming said these words, a group of monks officially appeared, including three players.
The three old monks who took the lead walked straight towards Sima Kongming while reciting the Buddha's name. Wherever they passed, the seemingly unruly leaders of the forces bowed their heads and saluted.
"Master Huiwu, Master Huixing, Master Huikong." Sima Kongming had known the three old monks for a long time, so he immediately led them to the first seat on the left.
Seeing this, Hui Wu shook his head and said:
"Buddha doesn't want 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 passed directly over the first, second and third seats and sat on the fourth seat on the left. As for the other monks, they consciously stood behind him, including Buddha, who had just made a splash. Wisdom and kindness.
Sima Kongming frowned slightly when he saw this. Just when he was about to speak again to persuade, he inexplicably saw a snowflake falling in front of his eyes.
"Is this a change in the celestial phenomena?"
Before he could tell his guess, a cold poetic trumpet sounded throughout the audience as the snowflakes fell.
[Lonely pity, dream, and sadness alone are the shadows in the sky, where will the fallen flowers and the moon go now? The wind stops singing, the frost paints the night, and the snowy sky dances in the red dust. 】
At this moment, everyone's eyes were attracted by the beautiful figure under the falling snow.
"War?" The moment the cold word came out of his mouth, the leisurely falling silver catkins turned into a howling blizzard, as if to drown Ying Wuque.
Ying Wuque grasped the handle of the red sleeve knife with some eagerness, then shook his head helplessly and said:
"I was defeated by you with one move before. Now my strength is no longer the same. But when I think back to that battle, I still feel that I still have no chance of winning against you now."
As soon as he said this, it aroused a lot of discussion around him.
"Does Master Ying mean that Buddhist disciples are inferior to Taoists?"
"That's for sure. Didn't you see that at the beginning, Master Ying's sword forced Fu Zi back two steps, but in the end, Dao Zi was able to defeat him with one move."
"It's a little bit to be able to win with one move. But given Young Hall Master Ying's arrogance, if it wasn't true, he wouldn't admit it so simply."
"Then can I understand that Daozi can also defeat Buddhazi with one move?"
"There's nothing wrong with you thinking that way."
The Buddhist disciple Zhishan who was at the center of the topic did not have any mood swings throughout the whole process. He was just quietly admiring the falling snow. On the contrary, Hui Xing, who was standing in front of him, was a little unhappy.
Just when he was about to use mental coercion to interrupt everyone's discussion about Buddha's disciples, and even gravitated towards the Buddha's land and the Tao realm.
Xue Wuxia shook her head gently:
"No."
Ying Wuque was a little puzzled, but saw Xue Wuxia step aside. As she calmed down her momentum, only one meter of snow fell around her, and another poem trumpet sounded inexplicably.
[Yin and Yang are separated, rain falls in the universe, and the world is empty and sad. The sea of stars is lonely, the clouds are scattered and the smoke is misty, and I am alone and happy to ask the common people. 】
I saw a man wearing a Taoist robe walking out of the crowd. There was an indescribable carefreeness in his movements, but when his eyes met, there was an indescribable weirdness.
Because he had a pair of eyes that did not match his temperament, and the caution revealed in the depths of his eyes even made everyone who was originally happy to watch the fun suspect that some natural disaster would suddenly come.
"Your opponent is me."
Hearing Ning Xiaoyao speak, the corners of Ying Wuque's eyes trembled slightly. He was very impressed by the former Daozi.
Although he fainted after a move with Xue Wuxia before, it seemed that he had 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 predecessor Daozi.
I don’t know what the other party was thinking. When he lived in the Forging Sword Hall, he set up hundreds of large formations all over the house. I heard that the other party took some of them away when he left, leaving only some worthless ones.
Then before going to the Ten Thousand Poison Palace, Ying Wuque had been clearing these formations.
So now he is very worried that the other party will continue to smash the formation diagram if he disagrees with him.
Ning Xiaoyao's focus was not on Ying Wuque, but his eyes were always wandering between Sima Kongming and the three old monks Fotu.
Then he said a little anxiously:
"Just one move, come on."
After saying this, without waiting for Ying Wuqi's reply, he pointed out a finger, which was filled with a strange connotation.
It can be said to be powerful yet subtle, intense yet gentle, powerful yet invisible.
The melon eaters watching the battle were unaware of the power of this finger. Only Ying Wuque felt a strong death threat!
And this move is exactly the three-fingered Sky-Breaking Finger of the Twenty-four Solar Terms!
At that moment, Ying Wuque gave up the Heavenly Sword he had just mastered, and instead used his best Dusk Drizzle Red Sleeve Sword Technique!
Only a magnificent sword light came into everyone's eyes!
The sword's technique was bleak and strange, fast and sharp. It hit the strange finger directly, and then the ripples of red were set off, wrapping it tightly.
But just after a burst of strong light flashed, the sword light shattered, and the finger strength stopped a foot away from Ying Wuque's forehead, but disappeared inexplicably.
"It should be okay." Although Ning Xiaoyao seemed to be asking Ying Wuque, she was actually looking at Xue Wuxia not far away.
After seeing Xue Wuxia nodding slightly, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. Without waiting for Ying Wuque's answer, he waved to the back, followed by the three Taoist elders, Wang Chongyang and Yin Bugui, and three players wearing Taoist robes. Come out of it.
Everyone came directly to the seven empty seats on the right, obviously not intending to sit on the same side as Buddha from the beginning.
Ning Xiaoyao suggested:
"How about we pick the fourth one too?"
He actually agreed with Hui Wu's previous statement that the fourth seat without competition was just right, and taking the middle position would not attract too much attention.
Although his defeat of Ying Wuque with one finger has attracted countless eyes, he is very calm. After all, there are still many monsters behind him, and he will be temporarily forgotten by these people soon.
Then he looked at Xue Wuxia expectantly.
Xue Wuxia nodded, and then sat on the fourth seat on the right without hesitation. The three Taoist elders and Wang Chongyang stood behind him calmly like guardians.
The three players and Yin Bugui looked around curiously.
The moment the players from the Dao Domain and the players from the Buddha Land met each other's eyes, the atmosphere suddenly began to become anxious, and even more faintly, thunder and lightning began to collide with each other.
Thank you Captain for the 5,000 point reward from Set Sail!
(End of chapter)
