"I lost, or lost."

Teng Jing, who fell to the ground, looked at Lu Lichen with a discouraged expression on the battlefield, with his expression still unchanged. Although he was very unwilling, he knew that he had no chance of winning.

Now, when he thought of the white light just now, he felt a little scared in his heart. If it weren't for the fact that he gave up the blow in the end, perhaps his hands would have been cut off.

"What a powerful Fuchen sword intent, I lost." After saying this, Teng Jing walked off the battlefield in dismay.

"admit."

After talking, Lu Lichen walked off the battlefield calmly.

"What happened just now? Why did I end without seeing anything?"

"So too, I saw only a light coming up, and then I didn't know anything."

The disciples with low realm were puzzled, and some disciples with high realm were shocked and Lu Lichen's power.

‘Unexpectedly, his Floating Dust Sword Intent has reached this level!’

Ji Yuxue looked at Lu Lichen walking down and was a little shocked. She believed that she was also slightly inferior to Lu Lichen in terms of sword intent cultivation.

Among the peers, perhaps no one can compare with Lu Lichen's Fuchen's sword body in terms of sword intent cultivation. After all, Lu Lichen was born for the sword.

‘No, maybe there is one person who can match him’

At this time, Ji Yuxue thought of someone, Jiang Liu. Yes, it was Jiang Liu.

When she was deep in the Blood Stream forest, she would never forget that scene, Jiang Liu's sword, the terrifying sword intent that was endless and unstoppable, and wanted to cut everything in front of her.

"This child Li Chen must be the pillar of my sect in the future."

"That's right, even the boy from Xuanling Sect may not be able to compare with Li Chen."

When talking about Xuanling Sect, the elders all looked a little solemn when they thought about what happened soon.

The reason why they opened the secret realm and the Wand Sword Tomb was to welcome the incident soon. This was related to their Lingjian Sect and the five major sects of the Zhao Dynasty.

As everyone was talking, the voice of Shui Wuyue sounded again.

"The second game, Jiang Liu and Gui Li come on the field."

When Shui Wuyue called Jiang Liu, her seductive pair of spiritual eyes glanced at him a few times, and the more she looked, the more satisfied she became.

Hearing his name, Jiang Liu immediately looked up and looked at the battle platform.

When he looked at the battle stand, a man who looked thin and thin, with his hands hidden in his black robe, looked a little strong, had already walked onto the battle stand.

Seeing Gui Li who had already walked onto the battlefield, Jiang Liu turned his eyes and coughed dryly, and then walked onto the battlefield resolutely. Jiang Liu, who walked onto the battlefield step by step, held his hands behind his back and raised his chin, looking like a master.

The moment Jiang Liu walked out, the battle platform suddenly became boiling.

The fanatical junior brother Haoran started his cheering work without permission. The disciples behind him shouted loudly. Some of the assimilated disciples gradually started shouting.

The sudden boiling crowd shocked the elders on the platform. Such a fierce and boiling scene was dozens of times stronger than yesterday. Such a scene really shocked them. Especially those disciples, they shouted to cheer up like they were desperate. They felt extremely strange, just like this game was specially designed for Jiang Liu.

Seeing such a violent shouting and shouting for Jiang Liu, Zhao Qinghou, the head of the terrace above, looked a little embarrassed. He lowered his head and stared at Jiang Liu below, feeling aroused in his heart. He felt that as long as there was a place where Jiang Liu appeared, no matter how serious the matter would change.

It was when crossing the bridge, when climbing Yuan Cishan, and the first round of the opening ceremony yesterday, and it is still still.

"Come on, senior brother!"

Although Zi Jin and Yue'er were not loud, they were petite and beautiful. These words of encouragement came to Jiang Liu's ears. This made Jiang Liu look back with relief and smiled gently at his junior sister.

At this time, Gui Li on the battlefield was drowned by such a loud voice, and his face was so dark. Although he didn't care much, the four words "Jiang Liu Come on" echoed around the entire battlefield, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.

What made him even more uncomfortable was that those disciples who supported him and his supporters actually shouted Jiang Liu as if they had been assimilated.

At this time, Jiang Liu, who had walked to the battlefield, took out his back hand, pressed it a little, and the surroundings miraculously quieted down.

On the high platform, the faces of the elders became extremely strange again.

Especially Zhao Qinghou, suddenly thought of something, his old face turned black and he stared at Jiang Liu below like a stare.

"Ahem! You call Gui Li, right? Why not do this? I'll give you a chance and you can give up on your own initiative."

Jiang Liu looked at Gui Li and said modestly, as if I couldn't bear to defeat you.

"Abstaining from defeat!" Gui Li heard this, then laughed to the sky, as if he had heard something ridiculous. Gradually, a trace of evil spirit condensed in his eyes.

"Interestingly, you are the first inner disciple to dare to say such a thing to me in the years."

He has always been the only one who told others to admit defeat, but now someone has told him the other way around.

Gui Li was a little angry just now, and now he heard Jiang Liu say this again, especially his expression of looking up at the sky forty-five degrees and being extremely worthy of beating. Seeing this, the hostility in his eyes became more and more intense. He secretly swears in his heart that he will teach him a profound lesson later.

Although the rules of the competition stipulate that people cannot be killed, there is no saying that they cannot be cut off their hands and feet.

"Oh! Why bother? I really don't want to hit you."

Jiang Liu's expression remained as a master, proudly as white clouds in the sky. Immediately afterwards, a golden light suddenly shone in the sky, instantly covering him. In an instant, Jiang Liu's body looked extremely sacred.

Then, Jiang Liu looked up at the sky from a forty-five-degree perspective, raised his hand slightly, and slowly moved towards the edge of the battle platform.

The next moment, the originally quiet square boiled again.

Junior Brother Haoran was excited and kept shouting. Some of the disciples infected by assimilation were even more excited.

The sudden change from quiet to boiling scene made the platform start to start, and the elders were shocked again. They seemed to have guessed what happened here before.

On the battlefield, Gui Li was drowned again by the sounds around him, his face as dark as a piece of carbon.

This was the first time he had encountered such a frustrated feeling.

"What's going on with the halo on Boy Jiang Liu? Could it be some kind of martial art?"

On the high platform, an elder said in confusion.

"I have never seen such a strange technique before!"

"And, he seemed to have a hint of holy feeling."

After the elder said that, even he felt a little stunned. How could he have such an idea?

Zhao Qinghou stared at Jiang Liu, who was shrouded in halo, and frowned.

On the battle stage, Jiang Liu pressed his hands and the sounds around him became mysteriously quiet.

"How about it, do you want to admit defeat? This is your last chance, otherwise, when I, Jiang Liu, will even be afraid of myself. So, I advise you... I will just admit defeat." Jiang Liu sighed lightly, as if the peerless master was lonely in the world. Even when he looked at Gui Li, he had a hint of sympathy in his eyes.

Under the battlefield, when they heard Jiang Liu's words, everyone who supported him cheered.

But the people who supported Gui Li burst into laughter, and there were endless streams.

Gui Li was no longer angry now, but was amused by Jiang Liu. A cold light flashed in his eyes. He made up his mind to make Jiang Liu's skin bloom and even if he didn't die, he would fall off his skin. He was about to take action while he was about to make a move.

"Oh! Why bother? I really don't want to hit you." Jiang Liu sighed. When the words came out, he slapped the storage bag and several sword energy talismans appeared in his hands.

"This is what you said you didn't want to hit me." Gui Li, who was squatting, looked at Jiang Liu with disdain in his eyes. Perhaps for other disciples, it is difficult to deal with the sword energy attack that can emit a fairly nine-level condensed Qi attack, but for him, it is just garbage.

After saying that, Gui Li's body shook, his speed was fast, and the mark between his eyebrows emitted a pitch-black light, and then rushed towards Jiang Liu in an instant.

When he rushed out, a ghost claw instantly condensed in his hand and attacked Jiang Liu first.

And he, immediately after the ghost claws, his dark palm prints towards Jiang Liu.

Seeing this, Jiang Liu instantly activated a sword energy talisman. Nine sword energy attacks comparable to the ninth level of condensed Qi were instantly slashing at the Ghost Claw and Gui Li attack. And he was already approaching the edge of the battle platform at this time.

"Hmph! A trick of the devil."

With a cold snorting, Gui Li did not dodge at all and rushed straight towards Jiang Liu.

I saw that the nine sword energy attacks directly penetrated the shady ghost claws, and Gui Li's body had no effect on him.

Seeing this, Jiang Liu sighed lightly, how could he not know how powerful this ghost is?

The Netherworld Ghost Claws and Ghost Qi are connected to the body, causing his body to transform into a flowing state. If the ability of cutting does not hit the weakness, it will have no effect on him.

But Jiang Liu knew his weakness, so why did he let the attacks like the Waste Sword Qi Talisman?

As the saying goes, show the enemy as weak, attack them with unpreparedness, and defeat them with arrogant soldiers.

Now Gui Li is full of momentum, thinking that Jiang Liu only has the attacking method like the sword energy talisman, and he has become proud. In this way, he is destined to worship Jiang Liu.

At this time, I saw that Gui Li's attack was less than one meter away from Jiang Liu. I am afraid that Jiang Liu would be hit by the attack in less than a second.

"Oh! Why do you?"

At this moment, a sigh arose from the mouth of Jiangliu. I saw that I looked up at the sky forty-five degrees, with a lonely look from a master, and a hand, I raised it toward Gui Li.

Gui Li, who was attacking, was already angry when he saw Lin Jie's sighing expression when he looked up at the sky forty-five degrees.

The dark ghost energy cloud surrounded him, and the huge ghost claw in front of him became several times again. With one blow, he wanted to defeat Jiang Liu with this blow.
Chapter completed!