Chapter 700

"That man..."

All the elves looked at the white haired man walking down the stairs. Although they had not yet awakened from the shock after the silver haired girl showed her strength, the elves of the elves college opened their eyes when they saw the man walking to the scene.

Sword saint's disciple, come on!

Elijah was also aware of beren's arrival. She was stunned, and then fell to the ground from mid air. She came to beren with light steps.

"Brother?"

Beren raised his hand and patted the girl on the shoulder, then smiled and said, "I'd better show my hand. Hiding behind all the time can't be a good example."

"I see." Elia flashed her big eyes, then nodded her head and flew back towards latil and them.

Then Belen went to the elite of the six elf colleges who were staring at him. He greeted them with a smile. Since they all came down, relax.

He stopped ten meters away in front of the knight giovoynn string. Belen smiled and asked, "do you still have strength? I'm down now."

Ovyin string asked calmly, "what made you change your mind?"

"Well..." Belen thought deeply and said with a light smile, "because I think, if I don't end up, maybe many people will talk about my teacher behind me?"

"I see." The eyes of Orpheum string flickered slightly.

"My name is Belen glien, the disciple of your respected sword saint." Belen's eyes swept over the five young people who also came forward. After he smiled and reported his name, the blue light gathered in his right hand, and a long sword appeared in his hand. He shook the sword in his hand, and then opened his mouth with a smile.

"Now, I'll be your opponent."

WOW!

The audience exclaimed again. I thought that after the silver haired girl beat the six elites of their spirit college, he had no chance to see the white haired man fight, but unexpectedly, he took the initiative to end up fighting with the six again.

On the stage, xinyol stared at the white haired figure below. She heard the conversation between the latter and antlina just now. Maybe it was a fight for her teacher?

Seeing that the six people were stunned, Belen also remembered something. He smiled and said, "I know you consumed a lot because of the battle, so I gave three swords. I just fought with you and won't win."

"Well, you can do it."

The knight Ji aofu Yinxian answered without hesitation, then lifted her cavalry gun, rolled up the fierce wind all over, and her long hair swayed with the wind. She took a deep breath, and her magic improved to a higher level again.

Although there was a disciple who underestimated the so-called "sword saint" before, when he really came to the field, her contempt disappeared.

Watching from a long distance, I didn't notice the difference between this man. But when I face this man, I can feel a strange temperament. I can't see what's on the bottom of the sea than the deep sea. It's more like I can clearly see the blue sky, but I can never see the end.

Belen took a deep breath and used all the magic he could mobilize, increasing to "50%. His breath surged wildly, and a round of Qi spread around his feet.

Seeing this scene, the beautiful eyes of ORF Yinxian also flickered with light brilliance. Sure enough, the disciples of the "sword saint" could not be weak.

When they felt the surging breath of the white haired man, the five viceroes also stared. The breath released by each other alone can not be underestimated

"Aren't you four together?" Beren looked at the four viceros in the rear.

"Don't need them, please fight with me one-on-one." ORF Yinxian opened her mouth indifferently. She wanted to compete with the man in front of her. Therefore, she looked back at the five viceroes and said calmly, "please don't interfere in my battle."

VERCRO looked calm and nodded slightly, but the other four people snorted, but they didn't refute ovyin string's words. They also wanted to see the strength of the white haired man. After all, the silver haired girl before said those words so seriously, and they still cared very much.

Then, ovyin string looked back at the white haired man. She took a step forward with her left foot, and the riding gun in her hand dissipated into blue light. Then a slender long gun appeared in her hand, and her whole body magic rippled and entered an extremely serious state.

"Please." Beren nodded slightly.

As soon as the voice fell, the figure of Orff sound string suddenly disappeared from the original place and went away obliquely in the strong wind. The speed increased several grades on the way, as if it had become a wind, and launched a continuous attack on beren.

Keng Keng!

When countless stabs hit, beren's look was still calm. His dark blue eyes swept several directions continuously, and the sword in his hand turned into a remnant at the moment. He accurately blocked those stabs. Without these "half god eyes", he might not be able to deal with them so easily.

WOW!

Seeing the white haired man standing in place so easily to deal with the attack of the knight Ji aofu Yin string, countless elves outside the field screamed. Is that the disciple of the "sword saint"?

Boom!

When a sword was accurately cut across the tip of the long gun, the figure of ovyin string was also shocked and flew out. She pointed her toes to the ground, jumped back a few meters, and then stabilized her body. She stood on her side and crossed the long gun behind her. The tip of the gun released the green magic, and a huge magic pattern was quickly printed and engraved at the tip.

"The magic of the wind, shining and breaking, juexi gun."

She read the name of the magic from her mouth. At the same time, the magic pattern shone with amazing brilliance, burning like a red flame. Then, the long gun across the waist gently moved forward.

Boom!

The shape of a spear was engraved on the magical grain, and then an amazing brilliance erupted. The wind full of disillusionment rushed away. The power contained in it was enough to explain how strong the knight Ji was, but she was unable to play in the face of Elia.

Great magic.

Belen appreciated in his heart, but he couldn't really let the other party hit him. An empty scabbard appeared on his right waist. He inserted the snow lion into it, and his spirit reached the peak at the moment.

Vientiane creates life and cuts the moment.

"Elf sword dance · second sound · moment."

The dark blue eyes twinkled slightly, and the body had the extreme sharpness. At the moment, the hand holding the sword hilt suddenly stretched out. Even if the edge flashed in the field, it ran through the whole audience, accompanied by the harsh sound of the sword.