"Gu Zihe is really not sensible. If he really makes the dangerous sword hall invincible, he will end this sword hall competition, which is tantamount to hatred!"


    The deacon of the tungsten sword hall also looked ugly. He said directly, "Gu Zihe, come down first. Let your outgoing younger martial brother play this game!"


    "It''s better to make a fool of that lifeless swordsman, and with his Kendo cultivation, there''s no possibility of winning at all. After he loses, I''ll go up and win five games in a row!"


    Gu Zihe breathed a sigh of relief, moved and returned to the stage.


    "Li Sheng, you go up. As a new foreign disciple, the sword hall big ratio must experience. Even if you lose, it is a rare experience!"


    The deacon of the tungsten sword hall looked at Luo Zheng and was afraid that he would be dissatisfied. He explained: "with your sword talent, you will certainly not have the opportunity to participate in the sword hall competition after a year of new disciples."


    "Thank you, deacon. Do I need to deliberately lose a game after I go up?"


    Luo Zheng asked with a smile.


    "This is not necessary."


    The Deacon frowned and said.


    "Hahaha, do you still need to lose deliberately with your strength? If you can win, it will be a miracle. The side of dangerous sword hall must have nothing to say!"


    Gu Zihe laughed and looked contemptuous.


    Luo Zheng didn''t think much of it either. He walked up to the challenge arena with a pale complexion and arched his hand to the dangerous sword hall opposite him. "I''m a departing swordsman. I''m a little broken territory cultivation. Please teach me from the senior brothers of the dangerous sword hall!"


    "Hum!"


    Immediately, a new disciple of the dangerous sword hall flashed and fell in front of Luo Zheng. His face was cold and said, "your tungsten sword hall sent you up. Do you despise our new disciples of the dangerous sword hall?"


    "Naturally, we don''t look down on it. Our deacon just gave me a chance to participate in the sword hall competition, so that I won''t have a chance to climb the challenge arena after the competition. Elder martial brother defeated me, and naturally other elder martial brothers and sisters of our sword hall will come up!"


    Luo Zheng said humbly with a smile.


    "Then you''re defeated. Don''t blame elder martial brother for bullying you. Remember, my name is Ding Jiong. The cultivation of great broken territory ranks 90000 among the new disciples..."


    The disciple of Weijian hall stared at Luo Zheng disdainfully. As soon as he spoke, his face suddenly showed a look of horror.


    Luo Zheng didn''t listen to him at all. He just offered a big golden sword and would kill him.


    His real yuan was injected into the golden sword, and immediately rose into a huge sword. It patted Ding Jiong''s head, which made him fly down the challenge arena and fainted!


    "What! Younger martial brother Ding!"


    "Damn it, this boy made a sneak attack!"


    "This golden sword is so powerful that it is absolutely the best Taoist weapon. If you cut it directly, younger martial brother Ding is afraid that his head will be cut off!"


    "It seems that as in the legend, the swordsmanship cultivation of this departed younger martial brother is not very good, but the cultivation of Zhenyuan is very amazing. Just now I saw that there was no change in sacrificing the sword, but the momentum was frightening!"


    The dangerous sword hall was furious and roared one by one.


    The people on one side of the tungsten sword hall were stunned and showed an unbelievable expression.


    Gu Zihe was so angry that he vomited blood. Unexpectedly, Luo Zheng won as soon as he played. In this way, even if he played all the time, he could only get four points.


    "Deacon, that senior brother Ding Jiong has fainted. Did I win?"


    Luo Zheng looked back and asked the deacon of tungsten sword hall with a smile.


    "You won, but at least you have to wait until the other party suppresses the cultivation level to the same level as you?"


    The Deacon said in tears and laughter.


    There are not so many rules in the sword hall. You can fight as soon as you go to the challenge arena.


    Of course, if the cultivation level is higher than the opponent, you need to suppress the cultivation to the same level before you can fight.


    Luo Zheng''s cultivation realm is under Ding Jiong, so naturally he is not subject to this limit.


    "It doesn''t matter. Anyway, elder martial brother Ding''s cultivation is not very good."


    Luo Zheng smiled and seemed very proud.


    "Good, good! I heard you were very cunning in the law enforcement hall and played the two deacons around. Now it seems that you deserve your reputation!"


    The deacon of the dangerous sword hall looks very blue. He thought he could win one game and save some face.


    He never thought that Ding Jiong had lost to a lower qualified disciple of kendo.


    "Although Ding Jiong was unprepared and wronged this time, he had nothing to say. At least teach me that the disciples of the dangerous sword hall understand one thing. War is never tired of fraud. If you want to go to the challenge arena, you must be prepared!"


    The Deacon stared at Luo Zheng coldly, then looked at a deacon disciple of the dangerous sword hall and said, "Geng Hao, go on the stage and ask the departed younger martial brother for advice. Remember, don''t be careless. You may not be his opponent when you suppress your accomplishments to a small broken state!"


    "The Deacon let younger martial brother Geng play. It''s a bit of a fuss!"


    "Yes, younger martial brother Geng has the highest ranking among the five new disciples!"


    "The lifeless swordsman is very cunning and has top-grade Taoist weapons in his hands. I think younger martial brother Geng can win only by letting him do it!"


    Among the new disciples of the dangerous sword hall, Geng Hao ranks more than 71000. His broken cultivation is the best.


    Seeing the Deacon directly let him play, other disciples of the dangerous sword hall were greatly surprised.


    "Don''t worry, deacon. The sword hall competes with swordsmanship. It''s easy for me to beat him with swordsmanship!"


    Geng Hao was a thin man with a sharp breath. His eyes twinkled as if a sword light was spewing out, and he was murderous.


    Whoosh!


    Suddenly, his body turned into a sword and fell in front of Luo Zheng. His cultivation has been suppressed to a small broken state by him.


    "Rolling sand dragon sword!"


    I can''t help saying that Geng Hao stabbed Luo Zheng with a sword. The sword Qi is like yellow sand dragons!


    Hundreds of dragons rolled wildly towards Luo Zheng. The void broke and was extremely violent!


    "Elder martial brother Geng, accept!"


    Luo Zheng saw the yellow sand dragons rolling up. He didn''t care. He offered the golden sword again, urged the sword to tens of thousands of feet and swept it directly.


    Boom!


    When he was shot by the golden sword, Geng Hao evolved hundreds of yellow sand dragons, which exploded directly and were all smashed.


    Like Ding Jiong, Geng Hao couldn''t bear the power of the golden sword. He was photographed out of the challenge arena and passed out!


    Everyone was stunned and stunned!


    No one thought that Luo Zheng would be so fierce. No matter how exquisite the other party''s swordsmanship is, it''s just a sword to beat people with one force and reduce ten meetings with one force!