Wu Po Jiuxiao

Although they never liked Zhuge Mingjing, the other party still won a lot of appreciation for his own strength.

A strong man who has reached the level of a great martial artist in his 20s is no longer comparable to ordinary people.

But this swordsman is really too proud, and he is so presumptuous towards Zhuge Mingjing, which naturally won the contempt of many people.

"Che... I thought I was so awesome, but I just have a powerful brother. Although the kid named Zhuge Mingjing is annoying, at least he can be regarded as a strong man, and what is he? Ah, come here to pick up the ready-made ones?"

"Shameless..."

"It's rubbish."

Ye Fantian's brows couldn't help but frowned, and a pair of scarlet lights began to flicker non-stop.

"This guy's breath seems to have changed quite a bit, and it has changed so much in a day."

"This guy's aura seems to have changed a lot."

Lord Baibingwu also frowned and said.

"Did you see it too?"

Ye Fantian asked with a sneer.

"Please, the stellar energy on your body is obviously because you can't bear your own control, it becomes so amazing, and it's obviously because your strength is not consolidated that it causes such a large-scale release. "

"To shut up!"

At the moment when the two were communicating, a voice of anger suddenly came out from Yijianhao's mouth.

Clang! !

The sound of the long blade rubbing was very clear in the air. Yi Jianhao stared at Zhuge Mingjing with disdain on his face and said slowly:

"I, Yi Jianhao, will not take advantage of you. Let me tell you, this time I am late because I have been practicing for too long. Now I allow you to rest. When you have enough rest, I will come and talk to you." You competed. Of course, you are no match for me no matter what, the cultivation level of a great martial artist is not just you!"

The long sword in his hand seemed to feel the master's emotional fluctuations, and trembled rapidly, and the sound of dragon chant crazily trembled and resounded.

A faint sword intent circulated continuously on the body, and with Yi Jianhao as the center, streams of air blasted out quickly on the ground, the air stream rose, reversed, and danced...

"This... this swordsman is also a strong martial artist?"

Yi Jianhao's performance immediately changed everyone's expressions. He turned out to be a great martial artist, and he seemed to be only at the mid-level of the martial artist.

"I underestimated you at the beginning, but I didn't expect you to be a strong martial artist. I have to say that Yan'er has a good vision, but her vision should be better, because I am her real one. A suitable man, as for you, it is impossible."

There was deep disdain in the presumptuous voice.

"Who said that?"

Suddenly at this moment, there was a scolding sound, and a green shadow quickly flew towards the competition arena.