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Mandrill Yunzi's voice spread throughout the hilltop of the sword-testing platform, and everyone present could hear Mandrill Yunzi's deep voice.
Listening to Yunzi's words, many people in the audience sighed secretly.
Is the once glorious and powerful sword hall finally going to disappear completely today?
Facing the provocation from Mandrill Yunzi, the dozen or so disciples in the Jiantang looked at each other in blank dismay, none of them could stand up, after all, their cultivation was too low.
The young man standing at the front, who was familiar with Jin Shanpo, faced the eyes of countless people in the field, his heart was beating wildly, and his whole body was tense and tense, like a piece of wood.
He muttered in a very low voice.
"Master, where are you?"
As the time for a cup of tea passed, Mandrill Yunzi saw that no one responded, he smiled contemptuously and said sarcastically: "It seems that there is no one in the sword hall who can stand up to my challenge, well, I In the last ten breaths of time for you, if there is no one to fight, I will lead people to demolish the sword hall!"
After finishing speaking, Mandrill Yunzi began to count.
"One, two"
The disciples of the training hall off the field also started to get confused.
"What to do, what to do, are you really watching him tear down our sword hall?"
"Where did the hall master go? Did he abandon us?"
Hearing the voice from behind, the leading boy suddenly took a step forward.
"The sword hall will not leave, the hall master will definitely come, and now is the time when the sword hall needs us, we can't retreat, if he wants to fight, I will come!"
The young man was full of pride, stretched out his hand to remove his shirt, took out an iron sword from behind, and stepped onto the sword testing platform under the eyes of all the disciples in the sword hall.
"Jiangtang disciple, Zijie, accept your challenge!"
With a loud shout, he drew out the iron sword in his hand. Although his sword edge was still a little immature, an unyielding sword spirit had already taken shape.
The young man stood alone under the attention of everyone, his eyes were firm, and his sword was straight for a while, which gave him some momentum.
Just at this moment, Fengtian from the Fatang came here, he saw the young man standing on the ring, at that moment, he suddenly thought of a person.
A person who saved the Jiantang from decline with his own efforts many years ago.
Seeing Jingsiren, Fengtian's eyes were full of reminiscence, not only memories, but also a trace of unwillingness in his eyes.
"Lin Qi, oh Lin Qi, where did you go, kid? Are you still not coming back for such a thing?"
He muttered in a low voice, and then he was so engrossed in the sword-testing platform that he didn't notice it.
At the end of the crowd, Gou Li also came here at some point. He was wearing a hijab to cover his cheeks.
His eyes were also fixed on the ring, paying attention to the situation here.
At this moment, on the sword testing platform.
Mandrill Yunzi looked at the young man who came to the stage, and he couldn't help laughing.
"Puchi, hehehe, boy, do you think you are qualified to stand in front of me?"
"You didn't say that there is a limit to this challenge." Zijie replied intently.
After hearing this, Mandrill Yunzi's sneer became louder.
"Hahaha, boy, do you understand that this duel has no eyes and fists, your cultivation base is so weak, I will kill you if I am not careful."
Hearing the threat of Mandrill Yunzi's death, the boy's eyes also showed a moment of fear, but he quickly suppressed this fear.
"Old man, I will bite off a piece of your flesh if I die. I died in the battle of guarding the sword hall. At least I know that my death is worth it!"
After finishing speaking, Zijie raised his sword horizontally, and he used his mana cultivation base, and his body was permeated with the cultivation base of the early foundation establishment.
But Yunzi smiled contemptuously when he saw it, he just stretched out his right hand indifferently, pointing at the young man with his slender and dry fingers from a distance.
"Your death will be worth nothing."
With his finger pointing, there was a finger force running through the whole field. The boy's eyes widened instantly. He felt the finger force, but he didn't even have time to react.
He felt a piercing pain in his chest, and the breath he had just released was broken!
"But hateful."
Zijie struggled and said, his footsteps took a few steps back, drops of blood left from his chest.
At this moment, his chest was pierced by finger force, and the powerful force instantly"It's really annoying, get out!" He yelled angrily, forming a seal with his left hand and waving his wide sleeve robe towards Jinshanpo.
He saw a hand of bones protruding from his sleeve, and the bones formed a grasp, grabbing onto Jin Shan Po's sword, and he heard the sound of nails rubbing against the iron plate, Jin Shan Po suddenly felt an eerie force rushing forward heart.
Just because of this momentary loss of consciousness, his sword's momentum slowed down, and his body burst back more than ten feet under the impact of the bone claws.
Jin Shan stomped his feet and stood still. At this moment, his complexion was blue, and there was an aura on the bone claws that made him very uncomfortable. He suppressed this discomfort, and turned the giant sword in his hand to use his strongest move.
He held the big sword in front of him, and gave up a sword intent in his eyes. His hand holding the sword was tightly clenched, and slowly retreated to his ears. Mandrill Yunzi formed a direction.
At this time, a powerful sword intent emerged from his body, and his strongest sword move was ready to go.
Mandrill Yunzi was a little pleasantly surprised seeing Jin Shanpo's aura, he grinned and said, "Jie Jie Jie, you dare to be presumptuous in front of me with a little skill, so I'll let you see it, the real Nascent Soul's ability !"
Just as he was speaking, he completely released his own restrictions, and the powerful aura of Nascent Soul swept across the field, and everyone felt a huge oppressive force at this moment.
That kind of breath is suffocating, making people breathless, and the air on the entire mountain is stirred in this breath.
All of a sudden, a strong wind blew up on the sword testing platform, and the dark ground under his feet was covered with cobweb cracks.
Jin Shanpo also felt the powerful aura of the other party, and he knew in his heart that he only had this one and only chance. With this move, if he succeeds, he wins, and if he loses, he dies!
The stern look in his eyes revealed a unique move.
"Three Forms of Hitting the Sword¡ªVajra's Fury!"
Jin Shan stepped forward, aiming the sword in his hand at Mandrill Yunzi, and moved forward step by step with a mighty and unyielding spirit.
And every time he took a step, his whole aura grew stronger, and when Jin Shanpo took nine steps, his figure had already arrived in front of Mandrill Yunzi.
Jin Shanpo, who walked nine steps, exuded a layer of dark golden light all over his body. At this moment, his face was serious and his whole body was like a King Kong who subdued demons. The sword in his hand was slashed down in front of Mandrill Yunzi. meaning.
Facing such a powerful sword force, Mandrill Yunzi smiled contemptuously, as if he had never regarded Jin Shanpo as an opponent in his eyes. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - 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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