"Did Dugu wubai really not come?"


    On the building ship of Tiansheng college, Hua Wuxiu shook his head slightly and sighed. Looking at its appearance, it was a bit of a pity.


    "Dugu wubai must be guilty. How can he compare with brother Hua?" Yu Shuangyan said.


    In the face of Hua Wuxiu, the indifferent color on her face disappeared, replaced by the color of worship and admiration.


    "Yes, Dugu wubai was just a Silver Pewter spear," Hua Shengjie said coldly.


    He subconsciously ignored that he had been defeated by such a "Silver Pewter gun head".


    "Hum, that little evil animal thinks well. In this way, you can''t destroy him." Hua Yuntao whispered, looking a little angry and disappointed.


    He also wants Hua Wuxiu to completely abolish ye guchen in the competition of the fifth hospital.


    Now ye guchen avoids fighting, and they have no way.


    "I always felt that Dugu wubai was not the one who avoided the war. He would come," Hua Wuxiu thought.


    On the other side of the sun moon college, Shangguan was surprised and said with a sneer: "didn''t Dugu wubai say he was going to eliminate me? Why can''t he see anyone now?"


    "Can''t you really be afraid?" one side, Shangguan Yan''s eyes were dripping and rolling.


    She also didn''t believe that ye guchen would avoid fighting.


    "Dugu wubai should not be that kind of character. He will come," Jiang Fengmian said.


    On the other side of Changhe college, Ouyang Fengyun lightly shook his head and said, "it seems that we have no chance to fight with him. We haven''t decided with him before in the chaotic ancient wasteland."


    "Dugu wubai''s voice was crazy, but I''m afraid he was not your opponent." Ouyang Tianji sneered.


    He hates ye guchen to the bone. Ye guchen''s reputation is ruined, and he is also happy to see him.


    On the side of Tianxian college, mu Xingzhu has some absolute confidence in ye guchen''s.


    The palace building moon is slightly trance, still thinking about who the mysterious Tianjiao of the sword tomb is.


    At present, the five colleges have all arrived, and the atmosphere has reached the peak in an instant.


    "Hehe, master Jianzi, it seems that this time I won the first prize in the five institutes competition." Hua Yuntao said with a smile.


    "Oh, you''re so confident?" the sword master stroked his snow-white beard and looked very calm.


    "Do you still expect that Dugu wubai, but where is he now?" Hua Yuntao tit for tat.


    "You don''t have to worry about it." master Jian said faintly.


    Feeling the strong smell of gunpowder in the words, the whole sword fighting square is also noisy.


    There are still a few days before the official start of the big ratio of the fifth hospital.


    These days are the time to sign up for the competition.


    After all, not all college students will participate.


    Some people just come to watch the war.


    When the registration is over, those who do not sign up will not be able to participate in the big competition of the fifth hospital.


    Of course, there is another condition that college students who have not signed up can also join.


    But no one has used that condition at all.


    "Hey, look, that''s Ling Mo''s book. He even signed up?" some martial artists noticed Ling Mo''s book with their eyes.


    "Elder martial brother Ling..." even some disciples of Shenya college are stunned.


    They thought Ling Moshu just came to watch the war. Who ever thought he would sign up for the competition.


    The swordsman took a deep look at Ling Mo''s book, and his eyes showed a ray of satisfaction.


    "Oh, shame yourself?" almost all the disciples of Tiansheng college showed disdain when they saw Ling Moshu''s application.


    Hua Wuxiu didn''t care at all. There was no Ling Mo book in his eyes.


    In his opinion, there is no need to worry about his defeated generals.


    Time passes day by day, and the registration date is also terminated.


    In the end, they didn''t wait for ye guchen.


    "The registration time is over and there is no hope at all. Even if Dugu wubai came now, he would not be able to participate in the competition of the five hospitals." many people were sighing.


    Most of them are martial artists of the Sanshou camp.


    As for the martial artists of the five pseudo Saint aristocratic families, they are cynical one by one.


    Even on the side of Shenya college, many disciples are depressed and depressed.


    "No way?" Ling Moyin bit his lips.


    She doesn''t think ye guchen will avoid the war. It''s probably because she devotes herself to cultivation and forgets the time.


    "No, there''s another way..." said Xuanlian.


    "You mean..." Ling Moyin seemed to think of something, and her body was shocked.


    But she immediately shook her head and said, "it''s impossible. The conditions are too difficult."


    "Oh, how do you know brother Dugu wouldn''t do that? He just likes to surprise people." Xuanlian smiled faintly.


    Ling Moyin was slightly stunned.


    That condition has never appeared in the past five hospitals.


    Because no one will choose that way to participate in the big competition of the five institutes.


    That''s looking for abuse!


    With the passage of time, after the registration, the big ratio of the five hospitals finally officially opened.


    At the beginning of the big match of the fifth courtyard, there were two flying boats in the sky, on which stood an extraordinary arrogant man with a mask on his face.


    "It''s your swords!" some people shouted.


    In fact, no one was surprised by the arrival of these swords.


    After all, the people who stand out in the competition of the five academies have the strength to compete for the position of sword.


    It''s normal for these swords to come and explore in advance.


    Standing on these two flying boats are naturally the swords of sanxiu camp and aristocratic family camp.


    On a flying boat, nine swords stand out.


    In addition, sword five, sword seven and sword eleven appeared before.


    In addition, there are two more people. One is sword ten, which is also the sword of the scattered cultivation camp.


    The other man was wearing a gray robe, with a long blood red sword on his back and a grimace mask on his face.


    It was Jian 13 who had a short fight with ye guchen at the sword tomb.


    He is also the strongest sword in the sanxiu camp.


    "Xiao 13, I heard that there was a mysterious Tianjiao who stepped into the land of the sword tomb?" Jian 11 said.


    "HMM." Jian shisan said indifferently, not much.


    Jian Xi and others seem to be used to Jian 13''s alienated and indifferent attitude and don''t mind.


    On the contrary, Jianwu shook his head and said, "Dugu wubai didn''t come to the competition. It seems that the champion of the competition of the five institutes is Hua Wuxiu."


    In fact, they don''t want Hua Wuxiu to win the championship.


    The eyes under the mask of sword thirteen ghost face flickered secretly.


    He was the only one who doubted that the mysterious Tianjiao of the sword tomb was probably ye guchen.


    But he didn''t say it.


    On the other hand, the swords of the aristocratic family camp are also under discussion.


    "It seems that the champion this time is Hua Wuxiu." a sword wearing a blue shirt smiled faintly.


    He is the second sword. Among the swords in the aristocratic family camp, his strength is second only to sword one, that is, sword chief.


    But this time, Jiankui didn''t come.


    "It seems that this sword battle will be a battle between our aristocratic families again." Jian Sanlang smiled. He was a young man with an iron mask and a tiger back.


    In a word, both these swords and more than 500000 martial artists present think that the champion of the five institutes competition has almost been decided.


    At this time, there was finally a movement in the long silent land of the sword tom