"Damn it, isn't this the Blood Sword Madman? What on earth is he going to do?"
Among the crowd in the square, a young man at the first level of the God King frowned.
Blood Sword Madman is a famous sword madman.
He loves swords as much as his life, and his personality is extremely perverted.
Usually, he likes to challenge the geniuses who are weaker than him but are famous.
Once someone is targeted by him, few survive.
"Does this Blood Sword Madman want to take action against that ruthless man?"
A young man in white clothes on the second floor of the God King Realm sneered.
"Now there's something good to watch."
Next to him, a young man in green robe who was on the third level of the God King Realm blinked, shook his head and smiled.
Various discussions rang out from all directions in the square.
Many people naturally made way for a passage, allowing the Blood Sword Madman to come to Ye Yun unimpeded.
"Ye Chen, I heard that you are a cruel person?"
The Blood Sword Madman grinned and tapped Ye Yun in the air with the huge blood sword in his hand.
"Are you here to die?"
Ye Yun did not answer his words, but instead shrugged and smiled with an indifferent expression.
"Haha, so arrogant!
But, I like your character... Along the way, I, the blood-drinking sword-drinker, have always drank the blood of an arrogant swordsman like you!"
Blood Sword Madman Jie Jie smiled strangely, and in his fierce eyes, the bloody sword intent flashed continuously, unusually sharp.
Seeing how ferocious the Blood Sword Demon was, many of the swordsman geniuses at the divine realm couldn't help but step back.
Only some geniuses with advanced swordsmanship in the God King Realm sneered at this.
The Blood Sword Mad Demon is just a lunatic. Although he has good attainments in swordsmanship, he can only have a place among the many strong men.
In the square, there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers.
There are many people whose cultivation and swordsmanship are better than those of the Blood Sword Madman.
However, the trial activities of Jiange have not started yet, and everyone has a tacit understanding to keep a low profile.
"Ha, he is indeed a ruthless person. Facing the Blood Sword Mad Demon on the second level of the God King Realm, he did not give in at all, without a trace of timidity..."
A young man at the first level of the God King Realm looked at Ye Yun and said excitedly.
He was one of the first batch of kendo geniuses to come to Hanging Island Square.
I have seen Ye Chen kill Xin Zhu with one sword.
Therefore, I have always had a very deep impression on Ye Chen.
In addition, he had always had some prejudice against the Blood Sword Maniac, so he naturally hoped that Ye Chen would take action and kill this perverted Blood Sword Maniac.
The young man glanced around and found that no Jiange disciples had any intention of intervening. He couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, revealing a faint smile.
It is indeed a sword pavilion.
He actually stood aside and watched this upcoming battle.
From this point of view.
Jiange also wants to select more powerful kendo geniuses to join Jiange.
On the sacred mountain.
In the main hall of an ancient palace.
Sikong Ying and several elders stood in the main hall, paying attention to the upcoming conflict in the square.
Elder Duan observed silently for a few seconds, and then said: "Well, this Blood Sword Mad Demon has great swordsmanship, and his real combat power should be higher than Xin Zhu..."
Several other elders nodded, deeply concerned.
Although the disciples of Jiange rarely appear in the world, they give the Shentu monks an extremely powerful feeling and are almost invincible.
But in fact, Jiange disciples are also divided into three, six or nine grades, but few outsiders know about it.
The dead Xin Zhu was just an elite disciple of the inner sect of Jiange, and he was far from being a disciple of Tianjiao.
Therefore, in the vast divine land, it is normal for there to be prodigies of swordsmanship who can surpass Xin Zhu in terms of strength.
"Um."
Sikong Ying smiled and nodded.
He also wanted to know whether this Ye Chen could defeat the Blood Sword Mad Demon.
In the main hall.
Buzz!
A beam of light suddenly rose into the sky in the southeast corner of the hall, and a powerful aura was released like a tide.
Everyone's expressions changed, and their expressions immediately became respectful.
In the light, an old man wearing red clothes walked out.
The old man in red is at the eighth level of the Divine Emperor Realm, much higher than Sikong Ying.
"I've met Deputy Pavilion Master Xu!"
As soon as Sikong Ying and others saw this person, they immediately bowed.
"no."
Deputy Pavilion Master Xu waved his hand lightly, glanced at the square in the distance, and then laughed: "This time you have found a lot of swordsman geniuses in the world, and the number has almost exceeded 10,000!
It’s a pity that we only recruit three people in this world!”
After hearing these words.
Sikong Ying showed a hint of joy on his face.
If Deputy Pavilion Master Xu can say this, it is to praise his work.
Although he is the pavilion master in the human world, in terms of status, he is not as good as a deputy pavilion master in the transcendent world.
Sikong Ying was about to tell Ye Chen's story when he suddenly heard Deputy Pavilion Master Xu's voice.
"Hey, there is actually a fifth-level God Realm challenging the second-level God King Realm in this square. This is really interesting!"
Deputy Pavilion Master Xu took two steps forward and said with interest.
Sikong Ying explained from the side: "This little cultivator of the God Realm is called Ye Chen. His sword speed is extremely fast. I entered the world and was an elite disciple of the inner sect at the first level of the God King Realm, but he was no match for him..."
"Is it so powerful?"
Deputy Pavilion Master Xu was surprised, stared at the two people preparing to fight in the square carefully, and smiled softly.
Sikong Ying smiled and nodded.
The others did not speak, and were quietly observing the battle that was about to take place in the square.
…
Facing the challenge from the blood sword madman, Ye Yun drew the Silver Dragon Sword.
"If I draw my sword, you will die."
Ye Yun looked indifferent, stared at the Blood Sword Mad Demon, and said calmly: "If you have any last words, tell me now!"
"Haha, I know your sword speed is fast, but my defense is simply impossible to penetrate with your level of cultivation!"
The Blood Sword Mad Demon laughed loudly and looked extremely crazy.
call……
Suddenly a red light surged around him.
This layer of red light was extremely thick, completely protecting him like armor.
"Is this god-level blood spirit armor?"
A young man from the God King Realm next to him said in surprise.
A middle-aged man nodded and said solemnly: "Yes, this blood spirit armor has very good defensive capabilities. If a monk at the divine level does not have a god-level sword, he cannot even open a gap in the blood spirit armor..."
I heard what two people said.
The monks around him looked at Ye Yun with eyes full of sympathy.
For this little cultivator in the realm of gods, what does it matter no matter how fast his sword is?
In the face of absolute defense, it was impossible for him to cause any harm to the Blood Sword Mad Demon.
After hearing the comments from others, Ye Yun shook his head and smiled.
What bullshit blood spirit armor.
Even if he uses a branch, he can easily pierce it.
"Since you don't tell me your last words, I will send you on your way!"
Ye Yun smiled indifferently, with a murderous intent flashing in his eyes.
"Ouch!"
Feeling an inexplicable murderous aura, the Blood Sword Madman suddenly roared and took the lead in launching an attack.
"This bloody sword madman is really shameless..."
Someone next to me whispered.
He was already highly cultivated and was as protective as a tortoise shell, but now he strikes first and doesn't give the opponent a chance. It really damages the demeanor of a God King Realm monk.
Ye Yun fell with his sword.
This sword light came from behind.
As soon as the Blood Sword Madman raised his sword, the Silver Dragon Sword fell on top of his head.
puff!
A muffled sound came.
The Blood Sword Mad Demon was split in two from top to bottom, and was completely split open.
Puff puff...
A stream of blood shot out!
The Blood Sword Madman's eyes were horrified, staring at Ye Yun, but speechless. After two or three breaths, the two halves of his body slowly fell down.
He never dreamed of it.
The ruthless man in front of him actually killed him with one sword.