Jiang Hao unconsciously stared at the sword on Du Jun's back, Du Jun seemed to find Jiang Hao looking at his sword, the corner of his mouth suddenly showed a smile, but it was very reluctant, even some strange, Jiang Hao did not understand what such a smile meant behind, only felt that there was a br> cold feeling on his body.

It was announced that the Bianjian Congress had officially begun.Du Jun stood on the roof of the understanding of the sword, slowly removed the pure sword from his back, and slowly pulled out the sword, each action is very slow and very careful, like a primary school student writing for the first time, dare not make certain mistakes.

Some people have been impatient, rushed quickly to the upper floor, drew their swords and stabbed Du Chun.At this moment, Du Chun's sword has not been completely pulled out, but half pulled, which is his usual practice.He has always been the sword only half drawn, only a few times to meet the real sword master, so that Du pure drawn the sword.The swordsman who rushed up saw Du Chun's half of the sword, was actually frightened, did not dare to continue to come forward, he had never seen such a terrible sword, the sword was covered with a dark green halo, although the sword was not pulled out, but the sword was moving, the halo was moving, as if to devour him.The swordsman changed his hands to hold the sword for his hands, and once again rushed to Du Jun, Du Jun only looked at the sword with his oblique eyes, and the sword was crossed to the chest, the swordsman's sword touched the pure sword, the swordman only felt that the hand of the sword was tingling, the man was almost standing unsteadily, the sword could no longer hold, fell on the ground, and everyone knew that the level of the two of them was not on a level, and the swordsman also knew that they had self-knowledge.

Another swordsman came up.This is a middle-aged swordsman, with several scars on his face, looks strong and strong, his eyes are bright and divine, a single-handed sword, walking up to be calm and powerful, and he can see that he is a very confident person, and the first feeling is completely different.

But he was not anxious to rush to Du Jun, just standing far away from Du Jun, quietly looking at Du Jun, looking at Du Jun's eyes, and looking at Du Jun's sword, Du Jun's sword was only half pulled out, his right hand was pinch on the sword, watching the man who was more than the sword holding his breath at the moment, looking at the stage with his eyes wide open, his eyes were motionless, and he missed the good play with his eyes.Suddenly the pupil of the middle-age swordsman shrank, the green barb broke out, the hand of the sword was averaged, and the footsteps at this time also ran to Du Jun, and all this series of actions was as skilled as practicing thousands of times.

With the compact and natural, Jiang Hao looked at the middle-of-the-line swordsman's sword, and felt a kill, and the sword twisted up and down like a venomous snake, drawing several white sword flowers.Du Jun did not move, just look at the beating sword, the shadow of the sword has entered Du Jun's eyes, just when the middle-of-the-year-old swordsman's sword was only half a foot away from Du Jun, Du Jun closed his eyes, pulled out the sword, the whole sword was pulled out, and there was a commotion in the crowd, because Du Chun had not pulled the sword for a long time.The sword shines a dark green light, this light completely covers the stabbed sword, the white sword suddenly has no light, as if completely covered in the dark green light, the sword suddenly slowed down, the back simply stopped, stopped half an empty few seconds, the sword fell on the ground, the middle-age swordman to the left and right gripped the wrist of the right hand.

The tiger's mouth with the left hand of the sword had cracked, and now it was bleeding out.Although no one in the crowd knew how Du Chun had done it, now they understood that the middle-aged swordsman had lost and Du Chun had won.The middle-aged swordsman stepped down, and someone came up to pick up the sword that fell on the ground for him.

Jiang Hao's heart began to be a little panicked, and he could not imagine that Du Chun's sword art was so unfathomable, which was not so powerful at the time he saw in the mountain.Jiang Hao even regretted his decision, but it has come, he must not shrink back, the big husband would rather die, never be scared to death.Jiang Hao pressed his hand to press the heart and nodded again.

It’s like giving yourself up.Jiang Hao pulled out his sword, blew a breath on the sword, saw his face, the corner of his face was moving, Jiang Hao himself did not understand why he moved, so he simply did not look, and even closed his eyes, as long as he closed his eyes, Jiang Hao felt that the whole world only himself, the heart became extremely quiet, this is his own unique way of calming his own heart, was found when the old man was stepped on, that he also closed his eyes, even the horses.

The middle-age swordsman had just gone down, and another female swordsman came up.

The female swordsman was dressed up and held a short sword in her hand, and it looked only about seven inches long.Although the body is hard-wearing, but the eyes can not hide the glamorous, thin lips gently open, the mouth slightly raised, the eyes of the far-reaching black, the second flowing eyes into, Jiang stared at the female swordsman, the female swordsman turned to look at Du Jun, Jiang Hao can only see the female swordsman's back.

Jiang Hao turned to Du Chun, Du Chun or a face of indifference, the face is still not the slightest expression, in his eyes, up are swordsmen, there is no man and woman, so he still has no expression, but he moved his sword, because just now the sword is pulled out, now he took the sword back half, reached the position of half of the sword body stopped.He took the sword with his right hand, and the dark green light of the sword turned his right thumb green.

The female swordsman looked at Du Jun and received the sword, and immediately excited, which obviously despised her, so she shot her, took the hand of the short sword in one fell swoop, the seven-inch short sword flew to Du Jun's eyebrows, the short sword flew straight forward, there was no change in the direction, the speed did not slow down, the female swordsman was also running in the direction of Du Jun.

Du Jun did not move, just like did not see the flying sword, he just looked at the female swordsman, the crowd under the stage of someone for Du Jun pinch a sweat, afraid that he did not see the short sword flying, the short sword at this moment like a dark weapon, and the female swordsman into a certain angle like Du Jun direction flying.

When the tip of the sword of the short sword was only three inches away from Du Jun, Du Jun quickly raised the pure sword, stood upside down, the sword was facing up, blocking the short sword and moving forward, the short sword fell on the ground, the audience raised its hand, they may not have seen the way of the sword so fast, only three inches away before shooting, you can quickly hit the flying sword on the ground, which is really a bit strange.

But just when everyone was applause, the female swordsman suddenly pressed around the waist, a soft sword was in the hand, the sword was sharp, the sword was glittering, the female swordsman's footsteps were still moving forward, the sword was also straightened toward Du Jun's body, and the soft sword suddenly became a hard sword, stabbed to Du Ping's waist.

The sword raised by Du Jun seemed to have blocked his eyes, and at this moment he found the sword stabbed to his waist?

Of course, he found out that perhaps he had long known that the female swordsman would come to this trick, which was the reason why he had been staring at her, suddenly Du Jun cut the sword to the female swordsman, the sword she left the sword body, and flew like a dark weapon to the female swordsman, the speed was even faster than the short sword just now, the female swordsman suddenly heard the sword scaffolding.

I had to sideways to avoid it, but Du Chun would let go of this opportunity, suddenly deceived himself, I don't know what kind of way, the sword was placed on the neck of the female swordsman, the dark green light printed on the female swordsman's white neck, the female swordsman felt a heart-to-heart coldness on his neck, directly cooled the whole body, and even numb her hand, the soft sword of her right hand had fallen on the ground, I don't know if the frightened hand was soft, or because of numbness.

The female swordsman lost, the stage remembered the thunderous applause, in their view, this is really a sword feast, in addition to such a game, when can see the sword so fast, can see the pure sword shot.The lake is rumored to be noble, easy to not do, now the game, every challenger up, can let the pure sword shot, this is how happy things, the audience can see the taste.

Jiang Hao's hand began to sweat, three in a row, there is no one who can overcome Du Jun, and even a person who makes Du Jun very embarrassed, looks like Du Jun is much more powerful than he thinks.Jiang Hao closed his eyes again, he thought of selling the old man, remembered the damn horses, he could not shrink back, he wanted to become famous, he wanted to enter the most money killer organization, he wanted to find the few riders, Jiang Hao touched the sword on his back, opened his eyes, put the sword off his back, and pulled out the sword, black sword body, like Jiang Hao's dark eyes, black eyes, black eyes, the color of death, Jiang Hao's eyes, Jiang Hao's eyes, Jiang Hao's eyes, the black eyes, Jiang Hao's eyes, the sword was black, the black eyes, the color of death, Jiang Hao's eyes, Jiang Hao's eyes, the black eyes, the color of the fire, Jiang Hao's eyes, the black eyes, the color of death.Jiang Hao's right hand clenched the sword, shook it with force, and the sword body made a buzzing sound, like a dragon, and it would not disappear for a long time.

Jiang Hao walked up the building with his sword.The audience immediately blew up the pot, Jiang Hao half closed his eyes, he did not look at Du Jun, just look at the road under his feet, but also look at the sword in his hand, the sword is on the road, every step, the sword will pick up and top the ground, far away, think that the sword is supporting Jiang Hao to walk.

A short distance from Du Chun, Jiang Hao stood, raised his head, looked at Du Chun, and said word for word: "I will challenge you."

"I know."Du Jun also looked at Jiang Hao.

“You know?”Jiang Hao did not understand why he knew.

"Yes, if you don't challenge, what do you do?"No one can dispute this.

“Who will win?”Jiang Hao suddenly came up with such a sentence, this is not really before the game should ask, because the game has to win or lose, if you start to know the game to win or lose, what is it?Isn't that a white question?