In Purple Gold City, a large number of warriors are waiting with bated breath.
"Is this the last sword to decide today's victory or defeat?"
"It's so exciting. The duel between two demons and demons that happens once in 6,000 years does not disappoint!"
A large number of warriors in Purple Gold City said with constant surprise.
When Lin Bai saw Zhang Jianxing approaching with a sword, he immediately used his sword skills to attack!
Zhang Jianxing was shocked when he saw the swordsmanship pulling his sword path. He had seen Lin Bai use this move to fight against Master Xingchen's Nine Thousand Stars Kill before, and he was particularly shocked!
"broken!"
Zhang Jianxing's swordsmanship suddenly changed and became extra sharp.
The sword broke through the air, shattering Lin Bai's sword force, and thrust the sword aggressively towards Lin Bai's throat.
Lin Bai's heart was shaken, and when he saw the eyes of Zhang Jianxing who kept approaching, his face became cold!
"The Immortal in the Sword!"
Lin Bai swayed, and a dream-like sword burst out from Lin Bai's sword technique!
A sword broke through the air and struck Zhang Jianxing's sword!
Bang——
An earth-shaking loud noise was heard, and Lin Bai and Zhang Jianxing both flew upside down for more than a thousand meters, and both hit the ground at the same time, creating a huge pothole!
Gui Jing's eyes changed, recalling Lin Bai's sword, and asked Bao Song calmly: "Bao Song, have you understood Lin Bai's sword?"
Bao Song narrowed his eyes and shook his head slightly: "No!"
Gui Jing said: "It seems there is no difference, but why is the power of this sword so powerful? Even Zhang Jianxing was knocked away by the sword."
Bao Song said: "Yes, for some reason, I feel that Lin Bai's sword seems to contain a hint of Taoism..."
When Gui Jing heard Bao Song's words, his face suddenly darkened.
City Lord Zijin, Dong Qian and others all breathed a sigh of relief and sat down.
"Who's winning?"
"The last sword strikes of Zhang Jianxing and Dongfang Bai seemed to be very strong. They were both knocked away at the same time."
"Who wins this?"
Zijin City Lord and many warriors watching the battle all exclaimed in unison.
In the Yecrow Mountains, Young Master Qianshui and Ni Xiangen came forward in a slightly embarrassed manner.
Lin Bai stood up from the huge pit on the ground, and with injuries all over his body, he slightly flew into the sky. At this time, in another direction, Zhang Jianxing also flew up at the same time.
The two looked at each other across a thousand meters of void, put away the demon sword and the demon sword, and had no intention of taking action anymore.
Mr. Qian Shui and Ni Xiang'en stepped forward. Both of them looked a little embarrassed, especially Ni Xiang'en's white clothes, which were torn to pieces by the sword light in several places, revealing a large area of snow-white skin.
"Aren't you two lunatics going to fight?" Ni Xiang'en came over and asked with a dark face.
Master Qian Shui chuckled and said, "Who wins? Who is the strongest sword, the Demon Sword or the Demon Sword!"
Zhang Jianxing said: "There is the strongest sword in the world of swordsmanship, but there will only be a stronger sword!"
"After this battle, Brother Dongfang, you can be regarded as the strongest swordsman in Zijin City this year."
Lin Bai smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Brother Zhang, you and I both know why you said this. Even if the fight continues, I can't kill you and you can't kill me. The final result will be that both sides will suffer losses at most."
"It's a draw."
Lin Bai said softly.
"Let's call it a draw." Zhang Jianxing also nodded slightly.
Afterwards, Zhang Jianxing took a look around the Yeya Mountain Range and chuckled: "This place has been ruined by us. Let's go. Brother Dongfang, I'll see you again later."
After Zhang Jianxing finished speaking, he left gracefully.
Lin Bai asked doubtfully: "Brother Zhang, don't you want to join the sect?"
Zhang Jianxing shook his head and said: "I came here to be the successor of the Demon Sword, not to join the sect. Besides, I believe that most of the swordsmanship masters in Zijin City will recognize the sword skills I perform."
"I think that even if I am willing to participate in the next recruitment of disciples, I am afraid that neither the Tongtian Sword Sect nor the Donglan Sword Sect will accept me."
"Let's go, Brother Dongfang. It's a draw today, but when we meet next time, maybe it won't be a draw..."
Zhang Jianxing's figure gradually moved away and gradually walked out of the Yeya Mountains. No one knew where Zhang Jianxing went.
Lin Bai looked at Mr. Qian Shui and Ni Xiang'en in confusion and asked: "Zhang Jianxing said that his swordsmanship has been seen by the masters in Zijin City, and no sect dares to accept him."
"Master Qianshui, Miss Ni Xiang'en, have you seen the origin of Zhang Jianxing's swordsmanship?"
Mr. Qianshui shook his head slightly, indicating that he did not know.
Ni Xiang'en, on the other hand, smiled and said nothing. Without answering, he changed the subject and said, "Let's go, Brother Dongfang, the sunset has already set on the horizon. It's time for us to go to Purple Gold City and join the sect."
Lin Bai nodded slightly, and immediately, the three of them returned to Zijin City together.
When Lin Bai stepped into the central square of Purple Gold City again, Lin Bai clearly felt that everyone's eyes were focused on Lin Bai.
There was fear, admiration, envy, and even a hint of hatred in their eyes...
Hatred? Where does the hatred come from?
What they hate is that Lin Bai is too outstanding. In today's battle in Zijin City, there is no doubt that Lin Bai will overwhelm the other warriors without any glory!
"The three of you will wait aside for the rest of the warriors to return before making the final round of selections."
Wan Yuxin walked up and said with a smile.
Lin Bai nodded slightly, sat down cross-legged, and began to nurse the injuries in his body.
Next comes the third round of recruiting disciples, which is selection.
Later, the seven major sects will name the warriors to join the sect. If there are extra choices, the warrior can choose a sect that suits him to join!
Half an hour later, the warriors in the Night Crow Mountain Range returned to the central square one after another.
They all looked extremely embarrassed, and when they came back, their eyes when they looked at Lin Bai became particularly fearful.
Obviously, they were also affected by the remaining power of Lin Bai and Zhang Jianxing!
Wan Yuxin counted the number of people and said calmly: "Okay, now that the warriors in the Night Crow Mountain Range are back, let's start the final round of selection."
"After you join the sect, your sect elder will tell you how to open the luck and spiritual power bracelet in your hands!"
"After the apprenticeship ends today, the Observation Mission will jointly discuss with many senior masters and announce this year's talent list before the fifteenth day of the twelfth lunar month!"
"After the list of geniuses is announced, I, Tianbao Tower, will personally deliver it to the major sects. I also ask all warriors to pay attention to Tianbao Tower to find out!"
Wan Yuxin said a few words lightly.
Lin Bai no longer nursed his injuries, but stood up and listened carefully to Wan Yuxin's words.
After Wan Yuxin finished speaking, he looked at the high platform, smiled and clasped his fists and said, "Zijin City Lord, the senior of the seven major sects, this year's recruitment of disciples has reached the final round."
"They also showed their talents, cultivation, artistic conception, potential, etc. in the Night Crow Mountains!"
"I believe that all seniors will have an estimate in mind after watching today's battle in the Yecrow Mountains!"
"Then if the seniors of the seven major sects have a disciple they like, they can start inviting them now!"
Wan Yuxin said with a faint smile.
As soon as Wan Yuxin's voice fell, Gui Jing and Bao Song took a step forward almost in unison, and the sword power spread out without restraint, shocking the entire audience!
"Dongfang Bai, my Tongtian Sword Sect wants to accept you as a disciple!"
"Dongfang Bai, our Donglan Sword Sect wants to accept you as our disciple!"
The two said in unison.
After finishing speaking, Gui Jing and Bao Song looked at each other, with a mysterious and unpredictable smile on their lips.