"Seven-step sword technique practice?" The remaining young men present couldn't help but frown, whispered, and whispered: "I will demonstrate these seven moves now, I'm optimistic!"

The examiner shouted and pointed at the spiritual sword in the sky from the sky!

The spiritual sword suddenly turned into a flowing shadow, penetrated the void, and fell into the examiner's hands at a very fast speed.

In this moment, the elegant temperament of the black-robed examiner swept across the sky. A terrifying and majestic aura soared into the sky!

His whole person and momentum were integrated, extremely sharp, as if he was a sword, and the sword was him!

The sharp momentum, like a storm, came like a storm, constantly impacting everyone's hearts, making people afraid to look directly at him.

The sword intent is overwhelming!

"First move!"

When the sharp momentum soared to its peak.

The examiner moved!

His body turned into a ray of light, his toes stepped on the void lightning, and his speed was quickly withdrawn, leaving behind illusory afterimages behind him.

The sword shadows evolved thousands of times, and countless sword flowers bloomed in the void, extremely fancy, with dense sword rain, moving with the wind, with extremely fast speed, covering the sky and the sun, and the attack and killing momentum is captivating!

"The second move!"

The sword momentum suddenly changed, Zhang Chi changed instantly, a storm broke out, and the sword intent continued.

The examiner transformed his sword into light and slashed horizontally.

In the void, all kinds of crescent moon lights suddenly appeared! They crisscrossed and strong winds broke out!

"The third move!"

With each yell of the examiner, the sword force suddenly changed, and the sword moves flickered and changed rapidly. The breeze was dizzying, making people confused and unable to understand the reality.

After seven moves.

The examiner stopped his body in the void, gathered his sword, and restrained his momentum. The sharp momentum suddenly disappeared and he returned to his original state.

All the teenagers were stunned and stunned, so shocked that they could not say a word.

"This, how do I practice this?" Long Haotian's expression was strange, and the corners of his mouth kept twitching: "This is obviously a difficult situation... Those seven moves are varied, the reality is uncertain, and it is hard to understand. How can he practice it?"

As the examiner finished his sword refining, a water mirror appeared in the sky with a bang, which was the pattern of the examiner's seven swords!

Long Haotian breathed a sigh of relief and said, "This is almost the same!"

Ye Qinghong said: "Since Taiwei Zhenjun founded these seven tricks to evaluate disciples, he naturally had his intentions. If you don't find any difficult questions, wouldn't it make people fall in love with the eyes and enter the Taixu Sect?"

Everyone immediately seized the time and started practicing swordsmanship!

"No matter how many sword moves are, they are also the basic sword technique that evolves." Mo Bei looked at the patterns.

Contempt and murmured to himself, his eyes narrowed slightly, his left hand was holding his chest, his right hand was pinching his chin, and his mind was constantly recalling those seven moves.

"Everything changes will never be separated."

"The first move... the second move,..."

A light of inspiration flashed through Mo Bei's mind, his eyes lit up, and he clenched his fists: "Hmm? I understand! So that's it! The first move, the sword is like a raindrop, is the basic sword technique, prick!"

"The second move is like a rainbow, slash, slash!"

"That's it!"

Mo Bei waved his fist hard and drew his sword and rose up!

"Swish swish swish!"

In an instant, the green sword in Mo Bei rushed out, like a poisonous snake with its teeth and claws, spitting out a snake letter in a crazy way. The sword traces were tricky and mixed with the virtual and real. A large area of ​​dense raindrops formed, pricking it into the void.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding!"

Although the sword rain pierced the sky and slashed in the void, it burst out with crisp sounds, making people's eardrums hurt.

The sword wind blew, causing people's cheeks to hurt.

"Second move! Kill!"

Mo Bei's waist suddenly turned around and turned around and a sword! The sword light flashed, and a slashed in the void, slashing out a ray of light, like a bright moon in the sky, slashing down fiercely!

The air was sputtered and opened, creating a powerful air wave, and the person pushing it involuntarily retreated for several steps!

"The third move!"

Mobei strodes hard, and the strong wind moves with it. The sword moves with its heart, and the movements will do whatever it wants. The offensive opens and closes, and it will be relaxed and slow.

Ye Qinghong widened her eyes, and a trace of brightness appeared in her bright eyes. She stared at Mo Bei without blinking, pursing her red lips tightly, and her eyes were full of admiration.

"The lonely smoke from the desert! A river of spring water flows eastward! The mountains and rivers outside the fog... the road is alone!"

Six moves in a row, one go!

The sword moves are connected, and they are natural, and they are extremely tacit, without any burden or a sense of stagnation.

At this moment, Long Haotian was stunned and full of surprise: "I have been useless for a while and have just mastered three moves. Brother Mo Bei has actually...has realized six moves!"

Ye Qinghong was also surprised and surprised, and her mouth opened slightly: "Brother Mo Bei is so powerful. You must know that if you practice these seven new sword techniques, you can pass the level by practicing five swords! A person who can understand six moves is a genius!"

Long Haotian said: "No, I have to speed up, I must practice the five swords!"

Ye Qinghong nodded and said, "So too!"

The two of them also began to practice sword skills!

After a long time, Long Haotian let out a long sigh and said, "I have practiced the Five Swords!"

Ye Qinghong also said, "I have also practiced it, and I have refined it into the sixth sword!"

"Long Haotian, look," Ye Qinghong's bright eyes kept shining brightly, and she slowly glanced at the boys around her: "The time limit is coming, everyone has stopped! Only my brother Mo Bei and a few others are still practicing!"

Long Haotian looked closely and saw that it wasn't it.

The time limit has arrived.

The more than 3,000 young men had already stopped practicing swords; the young men who had practiced five swords cheered and cheered, while the young men who had not practiced swordsmanship cried with their heads in their heads and looked dull.

Among the more than 3,000 young men, there were still twelve people, and their bodies were still dancing. The sword lights and sword flowers kept blooming in the void around them, without stopping.

The examiner stepped into the void and his eyes kept passing by the twelve people present. His brows were full of frowning. His face was calm and he thought to himself: "No, not bad. This time the disciple is much more talented than the last one."

"Fang Luoyou, you have realized the Seven Swords. With his understanding, it is rare. Fang Luoyou, well... the swordsmanship is ranked among the top three among the children of aristocratic families. It is reasonable to understand the Seven Swords."

The examiner's eyes slowly swam and nodded constantly: "This Ye Qingshuang and Ji Wubing, um..."

Suddenly, the examiner's eyes were stunned when he walked to Mo Bei: "This... this kid's face is unfamiliar. I think he should be a grassroots disciple... Unexpectedly, this time I, Taixu Sect, picked up a treasure."

Among these twelve people, the other eleven are outstanding disciples of major families. Relatively speaking, Mo Bei, who was dressed in torn clothes, was particularly eye-catching.

Everyone's eyes were attracted by him.

But Mo Bei couldn't feel their gaze at all, and his whole spiritual consciousness was restrained and he was completely immersed in the sword intent.

After six moves, he did not restrain his power, nor did he withdraw his sword.

The sword body just kept trembling and glowing faintly; the human and sword were united, and it seemed to be connected with Mo Bei's heart, and the excitement was hard to suppress.

At this time—

A burst of exclamations came from the crowd: "Wow, Senior Brother Ji Wubing has actually realized the seven swords!"

Ye Qinghong and Long Haotian hurriedly looked at it.

The crowd retreated and spread out, leaving a large open space.

I saw a sky blue figure moving at a rapid speed in the open space; the green sword in my hand stirred up countless sword flowers accordingly.

With Ji Wubing's whisper, the sword light suddenly became sharp, and the body and sword were integrated, covering a layer of dazzling light, and rushed straight to the sky!

The sword is sharp, and wherever it passes, the strong wind suddenly rises, mixed with the meaning of mania, and blows people's hair into chaos. The young men around cannot withstand the ripples of the air splashed by the manic sword waves, and they all scatter and cannot get close to them!

Every sword of Ji Wubing was free to retract, clean and neat, decisive and cruel, without any tricks or tricks, and he disdained!

But even so, the sword move did not lose the murderous intention, and the young men's expressions changed, avoiding their sharp edges.

Kill someone when you draw a sword, and you will kill someone with one sword.

"Give it all!" Ji Wubing, who was in the air, narrowed his eyes and emitted a cold light. He was arrogant, domineering, and his cold and arrogant look was obvious. He suddenly shook and shouted, extremely domineering: "Doway!"

In the void, his wrist trembled and his blue sword swept across the void.

The manic storm instantly blew down, pulling the surrounding teenagers dozens of meters away, turning into a whole.

Seeing this scene, all the disciples began to complain and mumble.

The children of the Ji family nodded and said, "Haha, this time, Senior Brother Ji Wubing is so proud of our Ji family!"

"That Ji Wubing is too arrogant. It's okay if he practices sword alone, but he actually drove everyone away."

Ye Qinghong curled her lips, muttered a few times, then turned her head and looked at Mo Bei again, with a hint of hope flowing through her eyes: "Brother Mo Bei, you must surpass him, and you can't let this Ji Wubing be too arrogant!"

Long Haotian said furiously: "A arrogant guy, this Wujiantai is not yours!"

But then, Ji Wubing's trembling shout completely shocked everyone to shut up.
To be continued...