Sun Jianli was bathed in the sword light, his whole body was like a sharp sword that pierced the sky, cold and sharp!

He carried a snow-white sword about six feet long on his back, glowing with cold light.

"Tianwu Mansion...Night Terrors..."

Sun Jianli took a deep breath, his voice was as indifferent as water, and his eyes suddenly became sharp: "Can we fight? Come and compete for 40% of the mining rights of the mineral veins!"

As he said that, a sword glow around him swallowed up his true energy and slashed directly into the void!

Boom!

The sword light cut through the sky and let out a roar, pointing straight to the sky. When it reached a very far place, it made a loud noise like it hit the mountains!

Look at Sun Jianli's eyes again, they are red and filled with fierce fighting spirit!

"Let me, Sun Jianli, see how powerful you, the number one master of the inner sect in Tianwu Mansion, really is!"

He didn't dare to be careless, but his words were full of confidence.

As soon as you enter the field, you will directly decide the quantity of mineral veins to be mined.

This kind of approach, unless your brain is broken, otherwise you are confident!

And it is obvious that Sun Jianli is not a reckless person...

Everyone else was horrified, and thousands of eyes were focused on the direction of the Night Alliance camp in Tianwu Mansion.

Because here is the only disciple who is looking forward to playing together!

Night terrors!

Ye Shuhua smiled slightly, nodded and said, "Go ahead and capture this person, but don't be careless. If he dares to challenge you blatantly, he must be fully prepared!"

Another Ye Meng disciple looked excited and shouted:

"The deputy leader is so powerful, let Beifeng Palace know how powerful our Night Alliance is!"

"The deputy leader is mighty!"

"The deputy leader is mighty!"

And with the morale boost from the previous disciple.

More Night Alliance disciples joined the shouting camp.

The neat and loud shouts soared into the sky and spread throughout the square filled with thousands of people!

Xu Liusu also raised his eyebrows, and his dull eyes fell over, resting on Ye Jingyu.

He felt the power of this person deeply.

When he was still at the peak of the third level of the Blood Burning Realm, he had to use all his trump cards to forcefully block the opponent's sword with 70% of his power.

Although Xu Liusu is no longer afraid of night terrors, he is still confident in this person.

Not everyone can kill him with one sword.

And in half a month, Ye Jingyu's cultivation talent may have reached a higher level!

Under the passionate gaze of thousands of people.

Ye Jingyu's eyes turned cold, he stood up slowly, dusted off his black shirt, and walked slowly!

Buzz buzz!

Just as he was walking towards the ring, a dark ancient sword suddenly appeared next to him and swirled around.

All of a sudden, swords flashed across the sky, as shocking as a hundred birds singing in unison!

Before Sun Jianli and Ye Jingyu started fighting, the light of the sword and the light of the sword had already collided, and they arrived as promised.

In the martial arts system, in addition to the elements of thunder, fire, ice, and electricity.

The most powerful thing is the martial arts of comprehending the spiritual soldiers.

Among the spiritual soldiers, they are especially famous for their swords and guns!

The sword is like a tiger, the spear is like a dragon, and the sword is like a hundred soldiers.

The two spirit soldiers have swords and swords, and they are both geniuses with powerful weapons!

At this time, dazzling sparks splashed in the void, it was really gorgeous!

Endless sword lights and sword shadows compete with each other, each showing a fierce force!

Sun Jianli suddenly raised the snow-white sword and narrowed his eyes: "This sword is called Tian'a. It is the number one weapon refiner in Dongzhou. It is also the hand of Sun Qingfeng, the swordsmith elder of Beifeng Palace. It ranks eighth in the Hundred Sword Manual.

The sword of my Sun Jianli in this life!"

Real sword masters have a habit.

The sword will not kill the nameless, and the sword will not drink the blood of mediocrity!

This is respect for the enemy and respect for the sword...
Chapter completed!