"It's time to die, why are you still hiding it? Do you want to lose the game?" Zhong Ling said angrily.
"But?" Ye Chen was about to say something, but was interrupted by Zhong Ling.
"What else, boy, if you lose, it will be death directly. Is your life important or the secret of this sword spirit important?" Zhong Ling shouted.
The communication between one person and one spirit was completed in a flash. The eyes called the Heavenly Eye shot in and penetrated themselves in the next second. Yes, if you fail, you will definitely die! Ye Chen was not worried about this, and the spirit-killing in his hand burst out with a dazzling black light.
A small black figure appeared on the pitch-black sword, causing the people watching around to cover their mouths and exclaim, "What is this? A famous sword? Is it a sword spirit? And it is a human-shaped sword spirit?"
A series of questions appeared in front of everyone. The black sword was actually a famous sword. Why did the sword spirit appear so much like the human-shaped sword spirit that only appeared in the legend? Without waiting for everyone to exclaim, the killing spirit burst out with an unparalleled murderous intent.
The dark sword spirit, with a cold face, stood on the spirit-killing sword, emitting a strong murderous intent, and the black light rushed towards the villain, making the villain more realistic and more imposing.
Ye Chen slashed at the eyes with a long sword. The cold sword spirit glared and shone with dazzling light. Then the human-shaped sword spirit flew straight towards the eyes with the spirit killer, carrying all the black aura and instantly entered the other party's eyes.
Qiao Mu used these three Tianmu sword techniques together to perform the Tianmu sword technique, and his internal strength was exhausted. This kind of consumption might be restored in one night, but Qiao Mu now has no time to restore his internal strength, so he could only watch the sword technique he used contact with the opponent's sword.
Qiao Mu's pupils shrank and a bad premonition appeared in the other party's hand. The little human-shaped sword spirit rushed into his eyes with black aura and sword aura.
The sizzling sound kept ringing, and the eyes that had just opened and closed were penetrated by this black air. Suddenly, all the eyes were opened and turned into one person's eyes, but the eyes became very huge.
Ye Chen's face changed drastically. Is this really the eyes of a fairy spirit? How could it be so realistic? It's just that the black pupils in the eyes feel familiar? This sense of familiarity did not last long. Ye Chen saw a small figure appear in the pupils.
The small figure looked so realistic in the pupils, perhaps not as simple as real. With the appearance of this figure, the eyes could not emit the sword energy, as if they were sealed, but Ye Chen could still feel angry from it, as if the eyes also had thoughts.
As the small figure moved in its eyes, a short sword appeared in its small hand. Ye Chen was stunned. The small figure was cold and had a strong murderous intent. After a turn, it turned into a whirlwind and rotated in his pupils.
The human-shaped sword spirit in the spirit-killing spirit, even Ye Chen, didn't know how much energy the small sword spirit contained in the body, but this blow could also be seen that the small human-shaped sword spirit rolled up in the pupils with a whirlwind, making the eyes even more angry and wider.
But this was useless. The eyes were like they were sealed, and they could only let the black villain perform their lives. Of course, the black villain did not disappoint Ye Chen's respect. With the speed and power of the whirlwind, the eyes composed of sword energy directly created a crack.
In just a blink of an eye, the villain flew out of his eyes and entered the spirit-killing in a blink of an eye. He didn't even look at Ye Chen. Ye Chen looked at the spirit-killing in his hand speechlessly. Although he could make the sword spirit appear again, Ye Chen thought about it and still held it back.
The sword spirit penetrated straight out of his eyes, but his eyes did not explode, but cracks were generated. The eyes were full of cracks, and Qiao Mu looked bitter. If he had internal strength, he could restore the Tianmu, but now there was nothing left.
In the previous few times, even Tianmu did not use it, but this time Tianmu suddenly appeared and he still lost. The opponent actually had the legendary famous sword and the famous sword of the human-shaped sword spirit. Qiao Mu dreamed of having one.
Not only Qiao Mu, but even the onlookers had their eyes red. If there were no regulations on the stadium, this place would have become a river of blood. Of course, if according to what Ye Chen thought, if he robbed when he saw such something beyond normal, the game would not be able to be played.
So Ye Chen's concerns are absolutely redundant when robbery happens, but as long as he passes the shaking, that kind of thing is not certain. When shaking, his eyes will only turn into a crack under the attack of the sword spirit.
But this was just a short stay. The blast of explosion directly made the huge pounding dust roll. Qiao Mu was blown away and fell on the edge of the pounding. Ye Chen was also blown away by this huge force, but Ye Chen still had some internal force, and it was still easy to dodge.
But he was still in a mess. Ye Chen's long sword was inserted into the pounding and slashed a distance on the pounding and finally blocked the terrifying power.
When the smoke dissipated, there were only two people on the striking, one standing and the other on the striking. The final result was self-evident, but this time no one cheered, and even the referee hesitated and did not walk on the striking.
Everything was because of the spirit-killing hand in Ye Chen's hand. As soon as the spirit-killing was released, it really shocked everyone, but they were all around the audience.
These viewers also have their own knowledge. If they are not strong enough, snatching will only increase their lives.
"I didn't expect you to have a famous sword with a human-shaped sword spirit." The cold Qiao Mu stood up, staring at Ye Chen with his eyes tightly, and various emotions flashed in his eyes such as unwillingness and depression. This game was completely lost to the opponent's weapons.
But I don’t know that if Ye Chen used the sword technique in this process, it would definitely be another result. Perhaps the time would be much faster than this.
Ye Chen also stood up, "Select the Master of the Famous Sword, maybe my fate is good." Ye Chen explained with a smile.
"Do you still want to compete?" Then Ye Chen shook the spirit killing in his hand, and Qiao Mu's eyes trembled.
As an inner disciple of the Tianmu Sect, Qiao Mu never got a famous sword. It was a delusion to try to defeat the opponent with the alloy sword in his hand.
"I admit defeat!" Qiao Mu felt a little bitter in his mouth. He admitted defeat before the battle was over. This was the first time this was Qiao Mu, but looking at the legendary famous sword, Qiao Mu could only make such a wise choice.
"Haha, that's great, thank you for your help." Ye Chen looked at the referee. The referee also looked at Ye Chen in a complicated manner. Unexpectedly, a famous sword appeared in Ye Chen's hand.
When the referee announced his victory, Ye Chen suddenly found that there was no shouting. Of course, it was relative to here, and the shouting from other places was still high.