"I have long wanted to learn the swordsmanship of Yi from Tianyan Island, and today I can finally realize my dream. www. Visit to download the txt novel." Xiyang looked at Liu Zhenxuan with a smile.
Liu Zhenxuan shook his spiritual sword lightly and said calmly: "Don't talk nonsense. Although you are my sect, I will not hold back."
"Just what I wanted." Xiyang smiled, and his body suddenly released incandescent flames. The bright light instantly enveloped the entire sword platform. At this moment, all the senses were disabled, leaving only a vast expanse of white.
Then a violent rumbling sound was heard on the sword platform, and the two of them had already exchanged hands.
"In the Forbidden Light Realm, Jiuyao Island seems to have gained a great disciple." Master Feng said with a smile.
Xiyang's strength was beyond everyone's expectation. Not only had his cultivation reached the peak of the late stage of Sword Yuan, but his Sword Intention realm had also reached the 80th percentile peak, which was infinitely close to Dacheng. It was even higher than Liu Zhenxuan. In the end, Liu Zhenxuan had to use all his strength.
The trump card, the Star Fantasy Dust Forbidden Formation, was also used, but Xiyang's forbidden light field was extremely weird, cutting off people's six senses, greatly reducing the moving effect of Liu Zhenxuan's Star Fantasy Dust Forbidden Formation, and Xiyang could easily
Capture his location.
After fighting for more than half an hour, Liu Zhenxuan sighed softly, withdrew his sword and closed his hand: "I admit defeat."
"Young Master Xiao's strength is admirable. If Young Master Xiao persists for a little longer, I'm afraid I will be the one to admit defeat." Xiyang laughed. Although it was humility, there was an obvious trace of complacency in his laughter.
Liu Zhenxuan was not depressed at all, and returned to the resting platform with a calm smile.
"Young Master Yu! Why did you just give up? Haven't the winner not been decided yet?" Feng Ge was puzzled. As far as he knew, Liu Zhenxuan still had one last killing move left, which was with the help of the Light-Tracing Spiritual Sword.
A magical power exerted by spiritual power.
Liu Zhenxuan shook his head slightly: "Xi Yang is very strong, and I guess he still has some tricks up his sleeve. If we fight forcefully, both sides will suffer losses. Besides, I am already very satisfied with the current ranking. Being too pushy will be detrimental to our sect."
Only then did the others suddenly realize and expressed their understanding.
Some of the doubts in Mo Wen's heart quickly dissipated. He was different from Liu Zhenxuan. He was a loner. The stronger he was, the more others would try their best to recruit him. But Liu Zhenxuan was a person with a sect, and Tianyan Island was only a fourth-level spiritual island, and
The ranking is not too high. If he really reaches the top twelve, he will only cause trouble. The current ranking is in line with the interests of Tianyan Sword Sect, and it can at least raise the ranking of Sword Sect to within ten.
Soon, the top twelve of this sword competition were selected, including Ye Zhiqiu and Nian Yaoguang from Kunlun Island, Li Qingyu from Abbot Island, Qian Yuxin from Pengqiu Island, Huangfu Yu from Jiuxiao Island, Nangong Yitian from Tongtian Island, and Dongfang Qingrou from Changqing Island.
, Yue Wuque on Twin Islands, Li Mengling on Tianling Island, Xiyang on Jiuyao Island, Loose Cultivator Aozhan, Mo Wen.
Four of the ten Qianlong disciples were eliminated. It cannot be said that their strength was not good. Luck also played a large role. For example, Wu Gou from Tianxing Island and Gu Lixing from Tianyuan Island met Li Qingyu and the other
When you meet Ao Zhan, there is no reason not to lose.
"The battle list has come out. Mr. Mo is in the third match, and his opponent is Yue Wuque." Feng Ge had a strange look on his face when he spoke.
"Why is that disgusting guy?" Lan Bei was already excited.
Mo Wen also frowned, feeling a chill when he thought of a man wearing heavy makeup, holding an orchid with his fingers and speaking in a whimpering voice.
The third match came soon. Yue Wuque stepped onto the sword platform and smiled sweetly at Mo Wen: "Young handsome boy, you have to take pity on me."
Mo Wen's face turned pale as he directly raised his sword intention to the 90th percentile level. The shadow of the Killing Sword Domain spread out and included the entire sword platform within the sword domain.
Yue Wuque's face changed slightly, and the Yin Yang Sword Intent unfolded, rising to the 80th level. Two colors of light, one black and one white, spread out from the body, forming a circular black and white field.
The battle ended quickly. Although Yue Wuque had a lot of trump cards, Mo Wen used his strength to break the spell and ended the battle in only half a quarter of an hour. The killing sword element supported by 90% Sword Intent was extremely terrifying. Yue Wuque couldn't do it at all.
Not the slightest chance.
The game ended two days later. Six people were eliminated. Only Ye Zhiqiu, Li Qingyu, Nian Yaoguang, Qian Yuxin, Ao Zhan, and Mo Wen advanced. And Mo Wen's next opponent was Qian Yuxin!
This is a very mysterious woman. She rarely moves around Qianlong Island. During the competition, she almost never shows up unless she is competing. Her true strength cannot be guessed. At the moment, she only shows her peak cultivation level and 80% of the late Jian Yuan.
The sword intention of the realm.
"Rain Fairy! We support you! Beat him!"
"Beat him!"
The contestants watching the match were extremely enthusiastic. At this moment, Mo Wen almost became the public enemy of all men, and the overwhelming voice of conquest almost drowned the entire arena.
Mo Wen looked at the veiled girl in front of him, and that strangely familiar feeling came to him again, and all the cells in his body were jumping for joy, as if he had seen a relative or a similar person.
The same kind? Mo Wen was shocked in his heart and a light flashed in his eyes. So, no wonder it caused the sword to resonate. Now he was almost certain that this woman must be the legendary sword-eating spirit! He had specifically learned about this physique.
, and also confirmed that his sword body is indeed very similar to this physique. The only difference is the origin. The sword-eating spirit body is the reincarnation of the sword spirit. The soul originally belongs to the sword spirit innately, and he is transformed into the sword body the day after tomorrow.
Belongs to the acquired sword spirit, and has transformed even more completely!
Taking a deep breath, Mo Wen said: "Please."
Qian Yuxin did not answer his words, but looked at him indifferently, and said in a soft voice: "I give up."
"What!"
The contestants present could hardly believe their ears, and they all stood stunned on the spot.
Qian Yuxin ignored everyone's chaos and flew straight up, leaving the arena, leaving thousands of people with stupid looks.
Back on the jade platform, Liu Zhenxuan and others couldn't believe it and didn't know what to say.
Mo Wen sat back in his seat and thought deeply. He felt a kind of "quiet" from Qian Yuxin, extremely "quiet", like a cold pool with almost no fluctuations. To put it bluntly, he had no heart!
There are only two possibilities for such a person, one is the result of cultivation, and the other is self-isolation. Is Qian Yuxin the former or the latter? Mo Wen couldn't guess.
The next two games are Ye Zhiqiu versus Nian Yaoguang, and Ao Zhan versus Li Qingyu.
No one wanted to miss these two peak duels, so the arena was still crowded.
However, the competition process was a bit disappointing for everyone. Nian Yaoguang, like Qian Yuxin, took the initiative to admit defeat. However, her resignation was understandable. After all, her opponent was Ye Zhiqiu. Regardless of her status as the leader of the Qianlong Ten Sons or the senior brother of Kunlun Island,
Enough for Nian Yaoguang to make such a decision.
The battle between Ao Zhan and Li Qingyu did not disappoint. It was the most interesting match so far. Li Qingyu's power shocked everyone. His sword intention level has actually reached the level of Dacheng, and his sword cultivation has also reached the level of Dacheng.
At the peak of the late Yuan Dynasty, various secret sword techniques emerged one after another, and Ao Zhan's fighting sword technique was not able to suppress them for a while.
But no matter how hard he struggled, the result was already doomed. The perfect Ao Zhan sword spirit was equivalent to half a step of the sword soul. Coupled with the Dou Zhan Sword Art, which was originally designed for fighting, Li Qingyu had no chance. In the end, Li Qingyu stopped and gave up.
I don’t know if Mo Wen is very lucky in this sword competition. In the next competition, Mo Wen got a bye again! He was promoted directly without competition, but Ye Zhiqiu and Ao Zhan had to decide a winner before they could advance.
The final contest.
"Old Ye, I've long been unhappy with your pretty face, and today I finally have a chance to step on it, hahahaha!" Aozhan was as arrogant as ever, and the phantom of Dou Zhan Sword Domain slowly unfolded.
Ye Zhiqiu narrowed his eyes slightly: "This is also what I want to say."
A wave of sword intent emerges from the body, one percent, two percent, thirty percent, sixty percent, seventy percent, eighty percent, ninety percent...100 percent perfect!
A picture scroll suddenly unfolded above his head. In the picture scroll, four sky-reaching swords stood between the sky and the earth, and countless corpses piled up like mountains under the swords.
"Tian Zhuang Sword Realm! It turns out that the sword intention is also perfect!" Exclaims came and went, and many genius disciples were shocked to see the shadows of the two sword realms colliding in the sky.
Li Qingyu's face was ashen, he was defeated, completely defeated!
"Haha, good! Finally, we can fight happily without any reservation!" Aozhan's fighting spirit surged into the sky, and he laughed wildly and attacked Ye Zhiqiu.
Ye Zhiqiu's eyes were full of murderous aura, and he was suspended in the air. The background coincided with the shadow of the Sword Domain. In the shadow of the Sword Domain, the four sky-reaching swords seemed to come to life. They trembled slightly, and finally intensified. One of them
The handle suddenly rose from the ground and rushed out of the sword field!
"One sword to kill the sky!"
The sword shadow that rushed out of the sword domain suddenly merged into Ye Zhiqiu's sword force, and a killing will to kill all things in the world came out, and then suddenly fell with the sword force, forming a pale white sword that reached the sky.
Mang!
"Feilong Zhantian!"
Ao Zhan's sword turned into a dragon-shaped sword light, and he faced it with an indomitable and domineering momentum.
boom!
The space within the sword platform was torn into pieces. Under the collision of these two terrible forces, the space barrier seemed to become no harder than paper.
"Haha, have fun! Come again!"
Ao Zhan burst out of the energy storm with a wild smile, blood stains on the corners of his mouth, but his fighting spirit became increasingly high.
Ye Zhiqiu's handsome face was a little pale. He took a deep breath and reached up to grab it. Another sword shadow came out of the phantom in the sword domain and fell into his palm.
"Two swords! Kill the sky!"
The will to kill the world expanded violently, forming a bloody sword to kill the sky in Ye Zhiqiu's hand!
"Fighting in all directions!"
Ao Zhan's sword energy burned all over his body, as if he was covered in a coat of flame, and then he sacrificed his whole body and crashed into Ye Zhiqiu's second sword, the Sky-Destroying Sword!
boom!
There was another terrible collision, the space on the sword platform was shattered, the purple-gold forbidden light flashed violently, and he was pushed several feet away from the edge of the sword platform.
Ao Zhan's figure appeared again. The clothes on his upper body had completely disappeared, and only half of his pants were still intact on his lower body. His thin body was covered with ferocious sword marks and blood was flowing profusely, but he didn't care at all and looked at it with a smile.
Xiang Ye Zhiqiu: "Ye Xiaobailian! Why do you have so little energy? Haven't you had enough to eat?"
Ye Zhiqiu panted violently. There was no blood on his face and hands, and blue veins were beating under his skin. Hearing this, he snorted coldly: "Ao Zhan, you admit defeat. I can't fully master the third sword yet. Wait until I come out."
Sword, everything is too late."
"Haha, it's not that easy to kill me, Ao Zhan. Come, let me see the power of your Kunlun Island's Four Heaven-Slaying Swords!" Ao Zhan casually touched the blood on his face and said nonchalantly.
"You can't blame me if you want to die!" Ye Zhiqiu also became angry and began to prepare a sword move.
This move seemed to have exceeded his endurance limit, and it was extremely difficult to perform. The terrifying power slowly gathered towards the spiritual sword in his hand, but the depressing aura it produced far exceeded the previous two swords.
Ao Zhan also put away his contempt on his face and took a deep breath. It was like a seal was torn in his body, and a violent force burst out from his body.
Crack! There was a dense cracking sound of the joints. Aozhan's skinny body suddenly became plump, muscles bulged, and his height began to grow. In just a moment, the skinny boy who seemed to be malnourished disappeared, and was replaced by a tall figure.
A burly, muscular man.
"Dou Zhan Holy Body! No wonder that guy chose him as his successor." Master Feng shook his head.
"Do you want to take action to stop it? Once the Sky Trapping Style is launched, there will be no room for turning around." Lord Yu asked.
"No, it's not easy to die in the Holy Body Battle. With Ye Zhiqiu's current ability, he can't be killed. It's time for him to learn a lesson." Master Feng said.
"Three swords! Fall into the sky!"
"Fight the world!"
A violent collision came from the sword platform again...
Tianxing Villa.
"I didn't expect Aozhan to lose like this. It's such a pity. If he had persisted for a little longer... ugh." Feng Ge felt a little regretful.
The match between Ye Zhiqiu and Ao Zhan has come to an end, and ended with Ye Zhiqiu's victory. In fact, the difference between the two is not too big. In the third confrontation, although Ao Zhan was severely damaged, Ye Zhiqiu was also completely out of power. If Ao Zhan could hold on for a while longer, it wouldn't be a problem.
Well, I'm afraid it was Ye Zhiqiu who fell, which made many people feel sad.
"Tomorrow is the showdown between Master Mo and Ye Zhiqiu. Master Mo, are you sure?" Feng Ge asked.
"Fifty-five." Mo Wen said with reservations without exaggerating.
"Five-five!" Feng Ge and others' eyes widened, and they almost choked on their own saliva.
Then several people looked at each other, and they all saw surprise and doubt in each other's eyes.
After swallowing, Feng Ge said carefully: "Master Mo, are you really 50 percent sure?"
Mo Wen nodded patiently. But Lan Bei gave up: "You actually doubt the young master's strength? How disgusting! The young master is the strongest!"
Feng Ge and others could only smile bitterly. It wasn't that they didn't trust Mo Wen, but the match between Ye Zhiqiu and Ao Zhan was too thrilling. The devastating power impacted everyone's mind, and they were no exception.
And the strength that Mo Wen has shown now is simply incomparable. Why is it not shocking to hear that Mo Wen is actually five points sure of winning this game?
"Now there's another handicap outside. The bet is not on winning or losing, but on how long or how many times Young Master Mo can sustain under Young Master Ye's sword." Feng Ge said with a bitter smile.
Mo Wen smiled faintly: "Then let them lose everything again."