When Li Ji walked into the hall of the deacon's room, he found that the hall was empty, and only one deacon was handling official duties before the case. After hearing the reason why Li Ji came, he didn't raise his head: "You need to find Senior Brother Lin to lead the spirit stone. Senior Brother Lin is watching people and competing swords in the back hall. If you are anxious, you can go to the back hall to find him."

According to common sense, Li Ji's identity should be waiting here in a regular manner, but when he heard someone comparing swords, he couldn't help but curiosity in his heart. He had never seen how the sword cultivator compares swords. Although he thought that although he was a little reckless, no one really blamed him, so he said, "You Ji," and went to the back hall.

They were all big stone houses with clear paths. Li Ji quickly found the back hall. He saw two people fighting swords. 4 or 5 Taoist people were watching, but they were disappointed. It turned out that the two Taoist people used the martial arts skills in this game. Although the rolling and leaping was fierce, they did not have the legendary sword cultivator atmosphere. He didn't dare to look at it anymore. He found that the observer next to him was Senior Brother Lin who was in charge of silver and money, so he walked over to explain his purpose.

"No hurry, no hurry, I just made a bet here, how can I drive, please wait for a moment." Senior Brother Lin stared at the field without looking back.

It turned out that these Taoist people were actually hiding here to gamble, so they couldn't say anything, so they had to stand by and watch the battle. Soon, the younger Taoist people, who looked younger, were more skilled and beat their opponents with a move. They couldn't help but feel a little proud. Looking at their colleagues around them, they provoked: "I am ashamed, but I won again. I wonder which senior brother will come to give me some advice?"

After asking three times in a row, no one ended up. The Taoist began to name: "Senior Brother Huang is a good person, and he thinks that swordsmanship is good, why not come and make a comeback?"

The zodiac smiled and shook his head and said, "How could I do these close-killing techniques in the world? Junior Brother Wang should not joke about my old bones..."

Junior Brother Wang shook his head in disagreement, "How come this is the art of martial arts? If you are close, your flying sword may not be faster than the sword in my hand..."

The Huang Dao Ren pretended to be angry, "As a sword cultivator, how can you easily get close to you? You, a guy, don't learn flying swordsmanship, but instead learn close to you. One day I will go to the mountain gate to find a powerful person and teach you what it means to be disrespectful to your teachers..."

Junior Brother Wang hurriedly smiled and accompanied him, "Junior Brother, I'm bored, are you itchy? I'm thief, there's no place nearby to use flying swords. You can't demolish the house with a sword..." Junior Brother Wang said inadvertently, his eyes slipped past Li Ji, who was standing beside him, and he couldn't help but be happy when he saw the heavy sword he was carrying, "Haha, this junior brother is carrying a sword weapon, and I think he must be good at fighting skills. If I don't come down to accompany my senior brother, how many moves I'll walk with me?"

Everyone saw that several informed deacons couldn't help laughing. Huang Dao Ren laughed and scolded: "Junior Brother Wang, don't want to make a fuss. This little friend is not a senior brother in the sect, but he has only been here in Xuanyuan City for more than a month, and his cultivation is not as good as Xuanzhao. Now he is doing things in the reincarnation hall, how can he compete with you in this fusion period?"

Junior Brother Wang was a little disappointed and said unwillingly, "What's the difficulty? I lower my cultivation level and just use Xuanzhao's skills?"

Li Ji was not easy to talk about due to his identity. He thought the matter would be over, but he didn't know that Senior Brother Lin next to him was also a good thing, so he encouraged him: "Your name is Li Ji? When I first met, I heard you say that Su is good at swordsmanship, so it would be better to compete with this guy, so that he could see what the real martial arts is..."

Li Ji pretended to be modest and said, "It's not a wild way to go. There is no serious fight with others in normal times. If you can let go or not, you dare to compete with the immortals..." He said that he was humble, but actually had a cleverness in his words. It's not that he didn't distinguish between the occasion, but that if he could compete with the disciples of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, he could even bring the relationship between the two sides closer. This is an opportunity, but that the outcome is not important.

Junior Brother Wang was not excited and shouted: "So, I really have the experience today. Please relax. If I use magic power above Xuanzhao Realm, I will lose..."

Li Ji looked at the zodiac. He had the highest position in the field, and he could not compare with his own temperament.

The zodiac looked at Li Ji deeply, "Since that's the case, you will come out and have fun, but you don't have to worry. There are so many people present, and you can protect you well."

Li Ji nodded, drew his heavy sword and Wufeng and walked to the court to stand still. He was not worried about safety. With his strength, if the opponent does not use his magic power beyond Xuanzhao Realm, he will definitely lose. Perhaps his flying sword is very powerful, but only in terms of the sword in his hand, he is far inferior to the Mirror Moon of Xinyue.

As soon as he pulled out the sword, Li Ji seemed to have become a different person, and his sharpness was revealed. Senior Brother Wang had to make a few more jokes, but when he saw Li Ji's aura, he knew that his opponent was definitely real and did not dare to take it lightly. He set up a sword stand to prepare to use static action.

Waiting for labor with ease? Li Ji shook his head in his heart. The swordsman is moving forward. As a sword cultivator, he doesn't understand this at all, and he deserves to be sent here to manage mortals.

With a kick, the distance between two feet arrived in a flash, and the long sword brought out a stream of Qi like lightning. Wang Daoren was secretly shocked, and the sword was so fast that he hurriedly crossed the sword grid and was ready to fight back sideways.

Since Li Ji took action, he would not give him a chance to fight back. Before the two swords were intersecting, Wufeng had retreated half a foot and then hit him again. The sword roar was more sharp than the first sword. Wang Daoren was shocked and there was no possibility of counterattack. He had to leapt back and planned to withdraw from the opponent's attack range first.

Li Ji followed like a shadow, and the third sword roared. He had countless flaws in his body, and the sword in his hand was unstoppable. It seemed that each sword was the last sword in his life, and he had to split it to death. Dao Ren Wang had to respond and dared not to stop it. He retreated all the way and blocked it all the way. Finally, when the seventh sword was in the face of Li Ji, he broke through the defense and rushed straight to his heart. Dao Ren Wang subconsciously dominated his brain, and he didn't care about controlling his realm skills. A green light flashed behind him, and a small sword of 400 feet hit the heavy sword without a sharp edge. Li Jiru was hit by a giant hammer and his body flew backwards involuntarily. He grabbed it for a few feet before he could barely stand still, but he spitted blood out of his mouth. But his face was extremely excited. The seven swords forced out the opponent's flying sword, which was worth it.

Everyone next to him was stunned. In the flash of lightning, no one had time to stop him. The zodiac man turned red, and he was full of words than before the sword. He did not expect that he would break his promise, "Good swordsmanship, really good swordsmanship, but he didn't expect that I would underestimate you..."

Daoren Lin even opened his mouth wide, "This martial art of fighting in the world is so fierce. He really underestimated the heroes of the world. It seems that he will never allow people to get close to you in the future... If you also have the cultivation level of the fusion stage, Junior Brother Wang will not have his life just now..."

Wang Daoren stood there in a daze, "I lost... I lost... I owed myself to be invincible, but I didn't expect it to be like this... Could it be that I was wrong..."

The zodiac walked over and patted him on the shoulder and said, "The ruler has its strengths and inches are short. Since you are good at flying swords, why should you be careful with close sword skills? He is good at fighting for life in the world and is very close to him. But keeping a distance is just a target at the mercy of others..."

After comforting Junior Brother Wang, Huang Daoren walked up to Li Ji again and looked at him with appreciation, "Good sword, there are not many people who can beat you in the world of mortal world. Please adjust your breathing slightly to see how your injuries just now?" As he spoke, he handed a jade bottle with three pills as big as a longan.

"It's okay, it's just a slight breath. This immortal flying sword is really powerful. It's just a blocking one, but it's not about hurting me. How can I get the immortal long magic medicine?" Li Ji used his magic power a little and found that nothing was really important.
Chapter completed!