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- This time, it seems that everyone has become calmer, and no one is eager to take the lead.
At this moment, a lazy figure walked out slowly, and when they saw him appear, everyone just glanced at him lightly, and didn't feel too much pressure.
Drunk Qianchou, except for Ye Futian and the others, no one knows where he came from, only his name, and his cultivation is not bad, and now he is a seventh-class princely realm, sword cultivator.
But the previous battles were not particularly eye-catching, and they narrowly defeated their opponents, so not many people cared.
Many people are thinking, Zui Qianchou, who will he choose as his opponent?
"I challenge, Yan Jiu." Zui Qianchou said lazily, with a calm smile on his face, but his deep eyes suddenly became extremely solemn.
Yan Jiu, the descendant of Sword Saint Villa, after Yan Wuji, Yan Wuji was the second swordsman among the four major sword cultivators in Huangzhou, and now he ranks in the Huangtian list. It's not inferior to Swordsman Tingxue, but Swordsman Tingxue's sword is a murderous sword. If it's a life-saving sword, people in the world think that Swordsman Tingxue will win.
In today's battlefield, Yan Jiu and Xu Que should be the two with the highest swordsmanship. Zui Qianchou challenged Yan Jiu, which surprised many people, but maybe this is the pride of sword cultivators. People, to prove their own sword, this drunken thousand sorrows, is also worthy of admiration.
Yan Jiu stepped out, and glanced at Zui Qianchou with an indifferent expression. Zui Qianchou was not the opponent he wanted to challenge, but since Zui Qianchou walked out, then he had no choice but to fulfill the opponent.
The flow of sword intent is still the same as before. Thousands of sword qi turned into sword rain all over the sky, killing Zui Qianchou's body. Wings are transparent, when the sword is drawn, a curtain of swords appears around the body, strands of sword energy flow from the body, cutting off the rain of swords, above the void, an epee appears in the rain of swords, from Falling from the sky, killing everything, as if wanting to kill Zui Qianchou's body there.
"àÍàÍ" There was a sharp howling sound of the sword, and Zui Qianchou's body moved, and she escaped from the suppression of the epee. The sword moved across a strange arc, leaving the heavy sword's attack range, and continued to move forward, heading towards Yan Jiu.
In the direction of the Holy Dao Palace, the sword demon's eyes flashed, and the sword shadow seemed to be familiar.
Yan Jiu remained expressionless, the sharp sword behind him was ringing in the ear, and thousands of sword intents came together, turning into Nine Swords, accompanied by his fingers pointing at one finger, and in an instant, Nine Swords pierced through the air to kill Zui Qianshou, Nine Swords They didn't walk together, but at different speeds, as if deliberately staggering the time angle, and faintly blocked all Zui Qianchou's evasion routes.
The sword sealing style in the nine swords of heaven and man.
Nine swords came instantly, Zui Qianchou glanced at him, and then his body was like a flowing sword shadow, the sharp sword in his hand continued to cut the sword energy, but his movements did not stop at all, and he turned into a ghostly figure, like a drunk Folding forward like a man, the sword lights seem to jump and shuttle forward, connecting into a perfect arc, passing by the last sword of the nine swords.
"How can Zui Qianchou be so strong?" Qin Yin and other people from Jiuxian Mountain showed strange expressions. Isn't Zui Qianchou a casual cultivator from Baidi City? At the beginning Li Xun invited him several times but was rejected by him, all he knew was that he was addicted to alcohol, but now, he was able to fight Yan Jiu.
Zui Qianchou moves like flowing clouds and flowing water, seemingly relaxed, but in fact it is extremely thrilling, Yan Jiu's sword is so powerful, and even if he is not careful, he will be pierced by the sword.
Lightning flashes streaked across the void, killing Zui Qianchou who was approaching Yan Jiu continuously. The light and shadow sword was like lightning bolts, but at this moment Zui Qianchou suddenly burst out with an incomparably bright sword light, and his speed became even faster. Even faster, as if it was no longer a person, but like a sword drawing an incredible curve in the void, like the streamer of the sword.
A series of terrifying swords slammed into the void, making a violent roaring sound, and the light and shadow swords and shadow swords pierced the void at the same time.
"Is this the Drunken Sword?" Someone from the Holy Palace looked at the sword demon. Zui Qianchou also drank in the battlefield, and her body looked like a drunk.
"This is not the Drunken Sword." The Sword Demon said solemnly, "This is the Ghost Sword."
The eyes of the people around the sword demon flickered, and there was a wave of waves in their eyes, is it the ghost sword that has disappeared for a long time?
In the battlefield, the phantom of Zui Qianchou unexpectedly appeared, and the afterimages were like phantoms, passing by from different directions, descending beside Yan Jiu like ghostly figures.
At this moment, Yan Jiu closed his eyes, and the sword of Destiny Soul bloomed out, the heaven and the earth resonated, and thousands of swords trembled in the void, clanging and clanging.
"Heavenly Sword Promise, ten thousand swords come out together, kill." After Yan Jiu's words fell, his will and body seemed to be integrated with the endless sword intent in the vast world.On top of it, streaks of incomparably gorgeous brilliance are cut out, without dead ends, and all those who come close will be killed.
Everyone only saw the many phantoms of Zui Qianchou returning to one, and an extremely dazzling sword light erupted there, and the bodies of the two were separated at the touch of a touch. When the sword light dimmed, everyone saw it on Yan Jiu's face, There was a bloodstain unexpectedly, Yan Jiu dodged when someone saw the sword light, otherwise this
The first bloodstain was not on the face, but on the throat.
As for Zui Qianchou, it was even worse. He was blood-stained and shocking, but he still had a calm smile on his face, and he was still defeated.
Sometimes talent can determine the future in practice, no matter how hard you try, you will still be shackled by talent, so he still lost to Yan Jiu.
"Who are you, Gui Jianchou?" Yan Jiu stared at Zui Qianchou and asked, and only then did many people realize that the two names seemed somewhat similar.
Back then, among the Four Great Swordsmen, Wuji Sword and Ghost Sword became enemies, and finally the famous Ghost Sword was abolished. There were many rumors that he was dead, and there were also rumors that he lived an ordinary life incognito.
"Guess?" Zui Qianchou said with a smile, then turned around and walked away.
"Would you like to come under my sect?" At this time, towards the direction of the Holy Dao Palace, the Sword Demon said, Zui Qianchou looked up at the Sword Demon, and said: "Since I have met a famous teacher, I can't worship someone who is equally famous as my teacher. Forgive me."
"There is no need to be a teacher, just practice under my sect." The sword demon said again, it is indeed a great pity that the ghost sword was abolished among the four major sword cultivators back then.
Zui Qianchou glanced at the Sword Demon, then knelt down on both knees, and said: "Master once said that he had a drink and a sword discussion with Senior Sword Demon, and he admired him quite a lot. If he can practice under Senior Sword Demon, Master will be happy .¡±
"Get up." The sword demon nodded: "I also want to see your master again if I have the chance."
"Master has passed away." Zui Qianchou bowed his head and got up, the sword demon was taken aback for a moment, then saluted to the distance, and sighed: "There is one less sword in the barren state."
Zui Qianchou withdrew from the battlefield. Everyone looked at his back and felt a little uneasy. The master is dead, but he doesn't want to be a teacher of the sword demon. A casual cultivator in the area turned out to be a ghost sword disciple. So, when the ghost sword was abolished, he lived in seclusion in Baidi City in the Jiuxian Mountain area?
Ye Futian stared at the back of Zui Qianchou. He saw that Zui Qianchou's back was a bit sad, and he didn't feel the slightest joy. He chose to challenge Yan Jiu on this battlefield, presumably because he wanted to regain the lost for his master. Rong Guang let the world remember his master, but he was defeated, so Zui Qianchou was not happy.
There were also turmoil in Yan Jiu's heart. Zui Qianchou was defeated and was accepted by the Sword Demon, but everyone knew the grievances between the Sword Saint Villa and Ghost Sword, and the Sword Demon naturally knew it too. Then, would the Sword Demon still be willing to let the Sword Demon He started to practice swords?
?He came to Shenglu, besides seeing the arrogants of the barren state, he also has another purpose, which is to join the sword demon's sect, practice the sword skills of the sword demon, and learn from the strengths of hundreds of schools in order to be stronger.
He comes from the Sword Saint Villa, but he has not yet had a teacher. If he can learn from the Sword Demon, it is equivalent to getting the two top sword cultivator inheritances in Huangzhou.
But now, he is not sure what the sword demon thinks, but he doesn't care too much, his sword will prove everything, even if the sword demon doesn't accept him as a disciple.
"Next battle." After Yan Jiu returned to his throne, the old man on the ladder continued.
The first battle of the second round left quite a deep impression on people. The strong duel between Yan Jiu and Zui Qianchou seemed to herald the beginning of the battle between the strong.
Seeing that there was no movement from the crowd, Bingyi glanced at Chu Chang, who hesitated slightly, and then saw Bingyi walking out by herself.
This mortal saint has an outstanding face, with a cold and noble beauty on her body. Seeing her appearance, many people sighed with emotion. Now anyone who walks out at random may be the arrogance of the top forces in the barren state.
It's just, who will this mortal saint choose as her opponent?
Bingyi came to the center of the battlefield, her beautiful eyes fell on Ye Futian, and she said: "You have come to this step, you should be out."
Many people's eyes fell on Ye Futian, did they choose him again?
Ye Futian stepped out, looked at this mortal saint, and said lightly: "You seem to be very prejudiced against me?"
Bingyi's eyes are calm. If he is prejudiced, it may be because Ye Futian looked at her with unscrupulous eyes in the middle of the holy road. Moreover, he opened the three major relics. His cultivation base is obviously not strong, but he did what many people wanted to do but didn't do it. to things.
Now in the battlefield, I have come all the way here, and I don't know whether it is by chance or luck.
"I have no prejudice against you, but you no longer belong to this battlefield." Bingyi's expression was as calm as water, people who do not belong to the battlefield should naturally be out.
She wants to see a stronger battlefield and compete with her on the same stage.
Ye Futian looked at Bingyi, whether it belongs to this battlefield, when will it be Bingyi's turn to make this conclusion?
Perhaps, it's just her self-righteous thinking, she firmly believes that what she thinks is right, and she doesn't care what other people think.
"Ugly people often do mischief." Ye Futian smiled, and before Bingyi went to Yan Prison City to snatch the account of the holy decree, let's also settle it!here. "Bingyi's expression is as calm as water, people who do not belong to the battlefield should naturally be out.
She wants to see a stronger battlefield and compete with her on the same stage.
Ye Futian looked at Bingyi, whether it belongs to this battlefield, when will it be Bingyi's turn to make this conclusion?
Perhaps, it's just her self-righteous thinking, she firmly believes that what she thinks is right, and she doesn't care what other people think.
"Ugly people often do mischief." Ye Futian smiled, and before Bingyi went to Yan Prison City to snatch the account of the holy decree, he should also settle it together. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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