The sword gleams seemed to be unable to hold on to the surrounding space barriers. Fortunately, this was set up by the powerful people from the outer world after all, and it was not that simple to destroy it.
Finally, in the void, the two figures separated directly.
"Who wins?"
Because the strength of the two is too close, and their cultivation is much higher than that of everyone, except for a very few people, many people can't even see clearly how the two fight.
At this time, when they saw the two sides separated, everyone suddenly looked curious.
Looking carefully, Conte's uniform was damaged in many places, and blood was flowing down the wounds. Especially the wound on his left arm that extended directly to his shoulder was even more shocking!
Looking at the other side, Qiu Yiren's temples were only slightly messy, but there was no damage at all.
"Conte lost?"
This scene made everyone around them frown slightly.
Especially in the Lingjian Pavilion, Bai Jian's eyes were even lower, while the other disciples had mixed emotions.
"No! The two of them haven't decided the winner yet!"
Suddenly, Old Man Tianji spoke in a low voice, and everyone was slightly startled when they heard this.
Then they discovered that although Conti was injured, his body's aura did not fall but rose instead!
At the same time, Qiu Yiren’s aura also improved!
The sword intentions of the two turned into reality! They condensed in the void!
"It seems that after this move, the conclusion will be drawn on who is the number one swordsman of the younger generation in the Southwest Star Region!"
There is Lingjian Pavilion on one side and Bishuixuan on the other. Logically speaking, Bishuixuan is stronger! But Lingjian Pavilion is a sect that specializes in swordsmanship.
So at this moment, it is difficult for everyone to draw conclusions.
"Qiu Yiren! If I can't defeat you with this move, I will seal my sword for ten years, and I will challenge you again in ten years!"
Suddenly, in the void, Conti raised his head, and two sharp rays shot out from his eyes.
Seal the sword for ten years!
Everyone took a breath! It was obvious that they all heard Conte’s belief!
If you lose this battle, you will be sealed for ten years! Ten years later, you will come back and challenge again!
Maybe many people don't know much about Conti. At most, they know that he is a peerless monster on the heavenly list. But at this time, including Li Ye, they all have a new understanding of him!
"This man is a sword-mad man! He only has swords in his heart! Everything else is not in his heart."
Perhaps many people attach great importance to winning or losing and are extremely persistent, but in Li Ye's view, Conti does not care about winning or losing. What he has in his heart is just a pursuit of swordsmanship!
Qiu Yiren didn't respond, but Li Ye felt that her seemingly fragile body actually erupted with a terrifying sword intent that almost suppressed Conti!
There were no fancy moves, but soon everyone saw that Conti opened his mouth and blood spurted out, and his armor burst apart, and blood flowed out!
But what is even more surprising is that this time, Qiu Yiren was not as calm as before, and the three-foot-long Qingfeng in his hand broke directly into two pieces.
"How do we calculate victory or defeat?"
A group of people were dumbfounded.
Although Conti looked seriously injured, Qiu Yiren's sword was broken!
Not to mention them, even many powerful people at the semi-reverence level looked embarrassed at this moment.
Who is considered the winner? From their perspective, this result is really difficult to judge.
Li Ye's eyes fell on Qiu Yiren.
Although the pretty face is always like this, but if you look carefully, you can see that Qiu Yiren's breathing has been disrupted at this time, and her face is much less pale.
However, with her always cold expression, it is difficult for others to notice.
"I lost. Ten years later, I will challenge you again!"
Just when everyone was unable to judge, Conte suddenly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said loudly.
"Junior Brother Kong!"
"Junior brother! No!"
"Junior brother! You are stupid! This is clearly your victory!"
A group of people in Lingjian Pavilion suddenly started shouting, and they couldn't understand why Conti suddenly gave up!
Including Qiu Yiren, they all raised their heads slightly and glanced at him.
"A defeat is a defeat, and I, Conte, can afford to lose!"
"Junior brother!"
Suddenly, there was a low cold shout, and everyone looked at it. It was Bai Jian, the top disciple of Lingjian Pavilion. At this moment, his eyes were deep, faintly emitting some kind of terrifying light, and they heard him say, "The winner of this battle should be you! She
The sword is broken!"
When everyone heard this, they all nodded slightly.
"Fairy Qiu's sword was broken. As the saying goes, the sword is in the person's hands. Now, as a sword cultivator, if the sword is broken, it must be a defeat! This can be seen from the comparison with all the seniors and experts present."
Many people nodded subconsciously.
Bai Jian's words made sense, but he felt something was wrong.
Li Ye's eyes fell on the sword in Conti's hand.
"Senior brother, I am defeated in this battle! The reason why Fairy Qiu's sword was broken is because what I am holding is the holy-level magic weapon passed down to me by my master! It is not due to me."
Since Conti himself said so, it is useless for everyone in Lingjian Pavilion to be dissatisfied.
It can be seen that everyone in Lingjian Pavilion is very dissatisfied with Conti's stupid approach!
This battle made many people remember Conti! Compared to the time when he had the aura of Spirit Sword Pavilion and Sword Spirit Body, everyone's view of him has obviously changed now.
Everyone's rankings have not changed for the time being, but once again, it's someone's turn to make a choice!
Either challenge upward or give up!
Everyone's eyes fell on the next person after Conte.
For a moment, many people's eyes flashed a little strangely.
Deadly scholar!
On Wenxinyuan's side, everyone's expressions were frozen, and Grandma Feng and others had even more complex expressions.
"The fatal scholar, this person is Wen Xinyuan's abandoned disciple. If he can get into the top ten seats now, he will undoubtedly slap Wen Xinyuan hard! Even if the challenge is unsuccessful, such a genius was actually directly killed by Wen Xinyuan back then.
Being turned away is a strange thing in the world!"
Suddenly, someone was whispering and laughing. You know, many people have now found out clearly about the origin of the fatal scholar. After learning about what happened back then, many people even secretly laughed at Wen Xinyuan for being blind!
Without any doubts, the deadly scholar took one step forward, obviously preparing for a challenge.
As for the target of his challenge, everyone had obviously expected it.
It's just that the eyes of everyone in Wenxinyuan are not so good-looking!
"Tan Xin! The deadly scholar wants to challenge Tan Xin!"
"It is rumored that it was because of Fairy Tan that the life-killing scholar was kicked out of Wenxinyuan! Now, is it necessary to avenge past shame?"
Seeing the choice of the fatal scholar, many people were very interested, wondering how everyone in Wenxinyuan would feel at this moment!
If it hadn't been for driving away the fatal scholar back then, Wenxinyuan would have even hoped that two of its disciples would enter the top ten seats!