After a huge muffled sound, the Wind Chasing Sword on the stage was directly thrown tens of thousands of miles away.
His whole body began to break apart.
Too careless!
The expression of the great elder sitting above him changed slightly.
Even Jian Wushuang couldn't help but shake his head in public. This Wind Chasing Sword was too arrogant. He kept provoking with his body skills.
He originally wanted to find a flaw in Zhu Bacha, but in the end he discovered the flaw and was seriously injured by a sword, his body was shattered.
This is obviously going to end.
"Destroy it for me!" Zhu Bacha's body of the heavenly demon, majestic and ten thousand battles swooped down.
Chasing the Wind Sword drew out his sword again, and his aura continued to rise, but halfway through, it sluggished, and it was obvious that his origin was also injured.
"stop!"
Before the Nine Swords Elders could shout to stop, the Great Elder stood up first and pulled the Wind Chasing Sword out of the ring with a wave of his hand.
Elder Jiujian's expression changed, and he was a little angry.
Now he even doubts whether this Wind Chasing Sword is the illegitimate son of the great elder. Why is it necessary?
Even if that sword really struck down, the Wind Chaser Sword would not fall. At most, he would be seriously injured and sleep for a period of time.
This is not good, let him correct his shortcomings.
Taoist Liuyang's face didn't look very good either. If Palace Master Shangqing hadn't been here, he would have cursed loudly.
Is it necessary for the fight between juniors to be like this?
If he ends up in person, even if he wants to stop the loss, it will be the Elder of Nine Swords who takes action!
Could it be that the Nine Swords can still watch the Tai'a Sword of Shangqing Palace fall?
Although some other emperors were dissatisfied, they did not dare to show it and could only turn their heads to congratulate Taoist Liuyang.
After hearing this, he looked better.
These people obviously don't care about treasures.
But Jian Wushuang cares!
In his opinion, the two were equally powerful, and he expected that the Great Elder would intervene, so he placed a bet on a tie.
Now that we are done, this Wind Chasing Sword is too useless. His strength has not been fully revealed at all. There is a high chance of a draw. He has to hide his hand and wait for the opponent to find a flaw.
In the end he lost.
"Damn it!"
Jian Wushuang cursed secretly, not finding any treasures, and finally lost the Immortal Killing Stone.
"Wish Bacha victory!" Elder Jiujian shouted loudly, and the other twelve Tai'a Jianzi all showed surprised expressions.
According to what the elders said, they shouldn't be the strongest. They originally vowed to defend the entire arena and not lose even one.
Who would have thought that after just a few rounds, we would lose one game.
They also heard that a Taoist Lord came from the Tomb God Mountain. He was very powerful and his origin was much stronger than the Emperor. Before that person took action, they lost one of them.
A lot of treasures and sacred stones fell in front of Zhu Basha.
"These are all yours!"
When Zhu Bacha heard this, he thought that the golden sword was not given to him. He showed hesitation and did not dare to take it. He also turned his eyes to Taoist Liuyang.
"Take it! These treasures have nothing to do with the golden sword!"
Taoist Liuyang spoke, wishing Bacha the courage to accept so many treasures.
"You still haven't thanked these seniors!" Taoist Liuyang said in a strange tone.
Zhu Basha seemed to understand, and immediately bowed to thank him.
Those people from the Demon Sect were fine, but the other decent emperors looked a little unsightly.
Especially Elder Nine Swords, he is not afraid or resentful if he loses.
I just can't stand the great elder's behavior.
"Next round, continue!"
The elder of Nine Swords has a voice as loud as a bell.
Zhu Bacha was the first to seize the sword this time, and the remaining emperors also came on stage.
The Dao Lords who can sit in the second row are all as powerful as the Emperors, and their status is extremely noble. They are here for the golden sword and to make a name for themselves.
They are all characters who are about to join the Tao. After this victory, the Tao heart is perfected, and they join the Tao and step into the emperor, becoming a strong person.
"Sara City, Broly!" A burly man with a naked upper body and eyes as white as wax stood up.
He was sitting in the fifth row, which was very inconspicuous!
His aura is also very ordinary, his head is full of long black hair, bound by a headband, like a wild man.
Daojun, who was sitting in the third row, couldn't help but sneer: "It's already this time, and there are still people daydreaming!"
In the first few rounds, most of them were rogue cultivators. These rogue cultivators had no affiliations or sects. They reported their names directly and no one knew them. They could only add a city name in front of them.
"Qingyang Sect, Wusan!"
"Jingguang City, Zhou Shang!"
"..."
Jian Wushuang was not ready to read any more. There was nothing interesting to see later.
Generally speaking, he is very keen on the secret treasures, but these people are not very good. No wonder the Qi Temple recruits inheritors from outside.
Practitioners of the four secret realms of love are all trash. No matter how powerful the inherited treasure is, the flaws in the origin cannot be made up for.
Yang Sanmu has known this for a long time and doesn't care about it. This is why he keeps a straight face when he gets here.
These people really don't deserve to sit at the same table as him.
In foreign wars, he would rather trust the puppets of Xuanwu Palace than these trash left over from ancient times.
"Tomb God Mountain, Jian Wushuang, please ask for advice!"
Jian Wushuang's figure was like a sharp blade, and he shot out of the air and landed directly on the last empty arena.
The twelfth sword of the Thirteen Tai'a Swords of the Shangqing Dynasty is "Dream Sword Fairy!"
This name also resembled an old friend, and Jian Wushuang didn't like it.
His appearance made Elder Jiujian's expression change. He had lost at least two golden swords today. He couldn't see clearly the strength of Jian Wushuang. He was more than capable of defeating Fairy Mengjian.
Jian Wushuang's appearance made many young people raise their eyes.
They couldn't see through the mysterious Tao Lord on the Tomb God Mountain, but many people still felt that it was too exaggerated. No matter how strong he was, he was still at the level of a Tao Lord.
The Four Great Secret Realms are so big, yet they can still be afraid of a Taoist Lord coming from a mountain.
Originally, these people thought that with Jian Wushuang's status, he should challenge Jian Kui, but they didn't expect to hit a woman.
It actually lowers my status somewhat.
They are all seated in the first row, and they are the same generation as those fifth-level emperors. That's all they have.
Nie Yuan didn't think there was anything wrong with Jian Wushuang. He was a master of swordsmanship, and he could analyze many things from every move of the swordsman.
"Uncle Nie, is he very strong?" Qingluo girl asked cautiously.
Nie Yuan nodded and said: "Very strong, at least one level better than that Dream Sword Fairy!"
"Then can he beat Tai A Jiankui?" The girl had many questions in her mind. Seeing Uncle Nie's answer, she quickly asked again.
Nie Yuan turned his head and said with doting eyes: "We won't know until we fight! Take a good look, it will be useful to you."
An emperor sitting in the fourth row couldn't help but snorted and said with a smile: "Why, I just hugged my thigh, and now I start to flatter you."
This emperor's strength was average, but his background was very strong, so he dared to speak out against Nie Yuan.
After Qingluo girl heard this, she was very angry. She wanted to refute but was suppressed by Nie Yuan.
snort!
No matter how powerful the emperors are, they can't quite see through Jian Wushuang, let alone those Taoists.