Urban: I have a new identity every week

"This junior is not clear." Meng Ling shook her head, after all, she is not Gongyangbai.

But she felt that she was probably dead, otherwise, after more than 1 years, she would have been resurrected long ago.

………………

two months later.

The day when the Three Schools of Discourse on Swords officially started.

The Yunxia Sword Sect martial arts arena is crowded with people.

"Yin Yang Sword is here!"

With a loud shout, a group of disciples in black and white costumes and holding long swords came forward. The leader was a middle-aged man in black robe.

The middle-aged man's surname is Ye, and he is the third elder of the Yin Yang Sword Sect.

"The Taiyi Sword is here!"

There was another loud shout, and a group of disciples dressed in white robes and holding long swords entered the arena.

Leading the team was an old man also dressed in a white robe, with gray hair and a gentle face.

In comparison, even in the Yunxia Sword Sect's home court, the Yunxia Sword Sect's disciples are not enough to watch.

The Yinyang Sword Sect and Taiyi Sword Sect were seated at the north and south sides of the Martial Arts Field respectively, the Yunxia Sword Sect was located in the due east as the host, and casual cultivators gathered in the due west.

In the middle are five arenas, A, B, C, and D. Those who participated in the sword debate drew lots to fight in pairs. In the end, only ten masters were left in each arena, and a total of 50 people were qualified to enter the secret realm.

In the group of casual practitioners, Hua Ziyu saw Su Xun standing behind Meng Ling, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Because he remembered that this guy had just come to Yunxia Mansion, how did he become a disciple of Yunxia Sword Sect?

But then he seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

"You are all fellows in Taizhou, and you must know what the top [-] in the discussion of swords represent. Next, the monks who participated in the discussion of swords are invited to come and draw lots." Meng Ling said.

As Meng Ling's voice fell, everyone stepped forward to draw lots in an orderly manner, and the one who got the same number was the opponent.

No matter how many people participated, after layers of elimination, only 50 people will remain in the end.

And once in the arena, life and death are at your own risk.

"No. [-], please join the battle!"

A disciple of the Yin-Yang Sword Sect flew to the Arena of Class A, looked around, and shouted loudly.

"B character NO.16, please come and fight!"

"No. 47 C, please show it off!"

Soon, the five arenas were full.

Su Xun flew to the No. [-] ring, and cupped his hands at the disciple of the Yin-Yang Sword Sect, showing a harmless smile: "This Taoist brother invites you."

His smile is innocent and innocent, and it looks like he has never killed a chicken since he was a child.

He really had never killed a chicken, nor had he eaten a chicken.

"Let me see how true your Yunxia Sword Sect is from the Heavenly Sword Sect." The disciples of the Yin Yang Sword Sect sneered.

It is obvious that they disdain the Yunxia Sword Sect.

Su Xun: "I hope Brother Dao will be merciful."

"Why are you going to the ring if you're afraid of death!" the disciple of the Yin Yang Sword Sect sneered, his long sword was unsheathed, and a burst of sword energy shot straight into the sky.

From this point of view, it was clear that it was not random, and it was obviously prepared.

Su Xun waved his hand, and the Solanum nigrum sword appeared in his hand, and then he casually slashed out with the sword.

"Pfft-"

The disciples of the Yin-Yang Sword Sect were immediately divided into Yin and Yang.

The head slowly rolled down on the ring, eyes full of astonishment and bewilderment.

Whoa!

In an instant, the audience was in an uproar.

How difficult is it to instantly kill people of the same rank?

And Su Xun lightly beheaded a late Taiyi Golden Immortal cultivator, how could people not be shocked.

Moreover, the Yunxia Sword Sect is weak, so they dare to kill the disciples of the Yin Yang Sword Sect. Is it really all right?

"Zhuzi dared to kill an assassin, he is really a person with a bad heart!" The third elder of the Yin-Yang Sword Sect angrily reprimanded.

The other Yin-Yang Sword Sect disciples also stared at Su Xun with murderous intent in their eyes.

Su Xun smiled: "He wants to kill me."

So I killed him, is there a problem?

"Elder Ye, since you are in the ring, you will be responsible for your life and death." Meng Ling looked at the third elder of the Yin Yang Sword Sect and said.

"Okay! The Yunxia Sword Sect is very good!" The third elder of the Yin Yang Sword Sect laughed angrily, and then sat back down again.

Su Xun ignored you silly beep, put away the Solanum nigrum sword and left the ring, waiting for the second round of lottery.

In the arena, Hua Ziyu and Zhen Yaojian also defeated their respective opponents, neither of them killed anyone.

After getting off the ring, Hua Ziyu walked directly to Su Xun's side: "I didn't expect Brother Su to be a disciple of the Yunxia Sword Sect. It's really hard to keep it a secret."

The tone was clearly teasing, mocking Su Xun, a fake Yunxia Sword Sect disciple.

"I didn't hide it intentionally, I just joined the Yunxia Sword Sect two days ago." Su Xun looked serious.

Hua Ziyu fully affirmed this shameless spirit with a speechless attitude.

"However, Brother Su killed the disciple of the Yin Yang Sword Sect, so I'm afraid it will be difficult next time." Hua Ziyu said with concern.

Su Xun also sighed: "That's right, the next time I meet the disciples of the Yin Yang Sword Sect, I can only kill them all."

Hua Ziyu: "..."

This pretense caught me off guard.

You thought the people from the Yin Yang Sword Sect were watermelons.

Is it you who want to kill?

"In any case, brother Su's courage is worthy of recognition." Hua Ziyu earnestly encouraged him.

One morning passed, the first round ended, and the second round of lottery began, and Su Xun was number one again.

Su Xun was the first to fly onto the A-shaped arena, and looked around: "Whoever holds the number one number A, please come and fight."

A casual cultivator walked out from the crowd.

"Wait!" At this moment, the third elder of the Yin Yang Sword Sect suddenly stopped him.

Everyone looked at him.

He gave Su Xun a cold look, and then said, "Jun Xian, go and exchange jade lottery with that person."

"Yes, Master." A young man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes responded and walked towards the casual cultivator.

"It's Li Junxian, the peak of Taiyi Jinxian, and the sword head of the Yin-Yang Sword Sect. It seems that the Yin-Yang Sword Sect is determined to kill that disciple of the Yunxia Sword Sect."

"That's right, the Yin-Yang Sword Sect has always protected its weaknesses, and the Yunxia Sword Sect is weak, so it's a bad luck for that person this time."

"If you want to blame, you can only blame him for killing the killer first..."

There was a lot of discussion among the crowd, some looked at Su Xun with sympathy, and some gloated.

However, the disciples of the Yunxia Sword Sect dared not speak out against this behavior of the Yin Yang Sword Sect, which was extremely humiliating.

Meng Ling wanted to speak, after all, the Yin-Yang Sword Sect forcibly changed the lottery to break the rules, but she was stopped by Su Xun with his eyes just as she was about to speak.

This time, she used her eyes. If she speaks in the future, it may be Su Xun's brothers who will stop her.

The casual cultivator naturally did not dare to disobey the Yin-Yang Sword Sect, so he could only exchange jade lottery with Li Junxian.

Then Li Junxian tiptoed, landed on the opposite side of Su Xun, looked at him and said lightly: "Before you die, you are entitled to let me know your name."

As soon as he opened his mouth, he pretended to be a criminal.

"But you're not entitled to know."

Su Xun hated this kind of pretense the most, probably this is the so-called repulsion of like.

Li Junxian said: "Zai Li's mouth, when my sword cuts your throat, you can't make a sound."

After the words fell, he grasped the void, and boom, countless long swords appeared behind him, and the sword energy filled the sky.

"It only takes one trick to solve you."

Li Junxian smiled contemptuously, and soon the smile on his face froze, because Su Xun had pinched his neck and lifted him up at some point.

"You're right, it only takes one trick to solve you."

Su Xun smiled slightly and said softly.

boom!

The audience exploded in an instant, like a stone stirring up a thousand waves, and everyone stood up.

"How did this happen! When did he make the move!"

"Li Junxian didn't even have a chance to make a move!"

"Is this the hidden arrogance of the Yunxia Sword Sect?"

Everyone was shocked, because they couldn't understand why Su Xun was so strong that he couldn't understand why everyone was a Taiyi Golden Immortal.

Of course it's because he's a jerk, a graduate student beats a primary school student, is there any difficulty?

Hua Ziyu looked at Su Xun with an inexplicable color in his eyes.

"Shu Zi, stop! If you dare to kill him, you will live forever with my Yin-Yang Sword Sect!" The third elder of the Yin-Yang Sword Sect's eyes were tearing apart, and his whole body exuded fierce murderous intent.

Meng Ling flicked his long sleeves, and his aura confronted the three elders of the Yin Yang Sword Sect: "Elder Ye, it's not appropriate for people under the ring to threaten those in the ring."

"If Li Junxian dies, he must die too!" The third elder of the Yin Yang Sword Sect didn't care about Meng Ling's attitude at all.

Li Junxian is a leader among the younger generation of disciples of the Yin-Yang Sword Sect. He has reached the peak of the Taiyi Golden Immortal after practicing for a thousand years.

If he just died here, it would be equivalent to breaking the future of the Yin-Yang Sword Sect. This was something he, as the third elder of the Yin-Yang Sword Sect, would never tolerate.

"It really scares the hell out of me."

A look of horror appeared on Su Xun's face.

The third elder of the Yin-Yang Sword Sect breathed a sigh of relief: "If you let him go, he admits defeat, and this matter will never be blamed."

This is of course nonsense. After entering the secret realm, the Yin-Yang Sword Sect could not kill Su Xun just because they didn't believe it.

"Do you dare to kill me?"

Li Junxian endured the humiliation in his heart, showing a provocative expression to cover up his unwillingness.

"Of course not." Su Xun shook his head.

then,

click...

Li Junxian's neck was pinched and broken.

Immediately afterwards, a mass of fire ignited from his body, burning his soul and body to ashes.

One-stop service for killing and destroying corpses.

"Oops, my hand slipped."

Su Xun looked at Elder Ye apologetically.

For a while, the whole place was silent.

It was so quiet that only the sound of human breathing could be heard.

"Shuzi is courting death!!!"

Elder Ye roared hysterically, his eyes were red, and he directly used his finger as a sword to cut at Su Xun.

"boom!"