Chapter 3797: Song Xianhu debut

"Ha ha ha... I have become stronger, my strength has become stronger, have you seen the second brother?" Zhao Dazhao returned to the position and smiled excitedly.

Very proud.

For him, there is nothing more to be happy than strength.

Baili Tianhai: "See, know that you are getting stronger, but you know why you are stronger?"

Zhao Dazhao took a look.

Baili Tianhai looked at the dragon flying while meditating, saying: "That is because of the boss."

Zhao Dazhao reacted and said: "Yes, it is the boss, the boss."

The people around me laughed at the stupid look.

Baili Tianhai: "The next game should be a kendo test."

Everyone looks to Lu.

Lu Xun went to the front: "Reassured, I will not let everyone down, will not let the disappointment of the closure."

Baili Tianhai: "Lu Shixiong, disappointment and disappointment do not matter, the key is to be careful, the kendo test is likely to be against people, you must be more careful, the boss said, the loss does not matter, life is important."

Nothing is more important than life.

Lu Xun is too strong.

He wants to win.

He failed to integrate the Sword Emperor once, and in a short period of more than half a month, he practiced in the Lingyuan vein mine again and stepped into the realm of the Sword Emperor. His current integrated sword is also very strong.

Failed once, in fusion.

This is him, the average person can't do it.

It is also because of his triumph.

Lu Xun nodded and said: "Reassured, I will be careful."

at this time.

Wan Jian took the stage and read the list of the strength assessment just now. Then he said: "The next test is kendo."

"Please send the disciples to the major disciples."

"After the end of the kendo test, it is the top 100 challenge."

"If you win the sect, you can enter the top 100 sects. It depends on today."

"All right!"

"Please enter the Kendo disciples."

Kendo test.

It is also the only PK-style test.

It is also the finale.

Every sect, the swordsman is the strongest force. There are many warriors who repair swords. If a sect is not strong, it depends on how high your kendo is.

Many disciples entered the stadium.

Lu Xun held hands and embraced the crowd and turned to enter.

"Lu Shixiong is careful."

"Do not worry, the strength of Lu Shixiong will soon win each other."

"It's also the realm of the Swordsman. How many of these middle-level sects are?"

They still believe in the strength of Lu Xun.

There are few strong swordsmen in the army. Among these disciples of intermediate and low-level sects, there are few realms of the swordsmen.

Win is affirmative!

but.

The hundred miles of Tianhai looked at Jian Tianzong. Looking at the corner of Wan Jian’s mouth, he was a little sneer. He was worried in his heart. “It’s not a problem to win this nature with the strength of Lu’s brother, but I’m afraid that Jian Tianzong is playing a ghost again.”

"No way?"

"I didn't encounter ghosts just now." Zhao Dazhao said.

Except for the first few games, the next few games did not meet them specifically.

The threat of the murder order seems to have disappeared.

The Zongmen disciples on the field did not target them.

Baili Tianhai: "I hope they will not engage in ghosts."

"but……"

Baili Tianhai glanced at Longfei, and Longfei entered the cultivation. He had to take care of these people and turned to Jiuji Jidao: "Yu Ji adults, if you wait for an accident, please take your shot."

Qian Jiji nodded and said: "Okay."

The heart of the hundred miles is loose. As long as the Millennium of the Sixth Gods is released, it is not a problem to save anyone on the field.

Even if it is stronger, there is no real power in the gods!

......

"Where is the fairy fox?"

"How did you not see it?"

"Senior brother, is the fairy fox really in this crowd?"

"How can I not see him?"

Wan Jian and Lei Xiao kept searching, and did not find the shadow of Song Xianhu.

Song Gucheng said: "The appearance has changed. It is normal for you to see it at a glance. You only need to pay attention to the people in front of the ancient Lizong disciples."

"Uh?"

Wan Jian must have two eyes to look at the battlefield.

at this time.

Lu Xun stood on the sword platform, and he stood opposite a young disciple.

The breath on the body is very common, the sabre is also average, the clothes worn on the body, the emblem of the emblem is a drop of water.

I have never seen such a patriarchal emblem.

There are many low-level sects, and it is normal to have never seen them.

It should be a famous Zongmen.

Even so, Lu Xun did not take it lightly. He can come here, and he can have everything that is hard to come by now.

He won't lose easily.

Not even more careless.

He knows that every test is important.

Lu searched his hands and hugged them, saying: "Pull the sword."

The young man lifted his eyes and stared at Lu Xun. He smiled lightly: "I haven't seen you."

Lu Xun did not think so much, said: "I have never seen you."

The young man carefully glanced at the emblem of the chest looking for the chest, saying: "The ancient sect, should it be right?"

Lu Xun secretly sneaked a glimpse of the ancestral gate of the genus of fire. The other side recognized his sect at a glance and said: "You know the ancient sect."

The young man said: "Know, of course I know, if I don't know, I won't stand here."

Talking.

The breath on him has become different.

In a flash, Lu searched for a tight eyebrow and held the hilt in one hand, making it more careful.

The young man is Song Xianhu.

now.

His eyes are full of disdain.

He saw that Lu Xun thought it was not an ancient sect, because Lu Xun did not appear that night and is now confirmed.

Song Xianhu’s mouth was lightly hooked, and the sound became cold. “I said that I will let all the ancient sects die.”

"you are the first!"

The sound falls and the person disappears.

Lu Xun’s heart moved. In a flash, a purple-yellow sword appeared on his body, and the sword burned. The power of the Jiandi realm was released without reservation.

just……

He can't keep up with the speed of Song Xianhu.

The strength gap is too big.

He hasn't seen Song Xianhu. He doesn't even have the chance to admit defeat. He just... He stood here and he didn't think about admitting defeat.

The eyes are closed.

The purple-yellow sword is like his breath, sensing everything around him.

"What happened to Lu Shixiong?"

"How did he close his eyes?"

"What about his opponent?"

Zhao Dazhao has a slight glimpse.

The eyes of the sea are tight, "Oops."

"Yu Ji adults..."