The moment Zhuo Le released his attack to destroy the sword light, the crowd suddenly fell into silence, and their hearts trembled wildly.
Sword God Palace Zhuo Le is so powerful!
As he said, it would be too simple to write directly on the inscription wall. It would be more interesting to interrupt others in the middle.
"This bastard." Xuanyuan Potian was furious. He was about to step forward, but was stopped by Qin Xuan. Qin Xuan said calmly: "Let the sword handle it by itself."
Xuanyuan Potian looked stunned, and looked at Qin Xuan, but saw that Qin Xuan's eyes were extremely calm, as if he didn't care.
However, those who are familiar with Qin Xuan will know that Qin Xuan is the most terrifying at this time.
Qin Xuan is angry.
The reason why he didn't break out was just to give the sword a chance. There were disciples from the Sword Palace here to test the sword for him, so why not?
An icy color flashed in the sword's eyes, and the Netherworld Sword slashed out in anger. The golden dragon twisted its body again, and let out a roar that shook the world.
In an instant, countless golden swords shot out, killing Zhuo Le.
Since he feels bored, he will do something interesting.
"Don't overestimate your own capabilities." A sarcastic smile appeared in Zhuo Le's eyes, and he was just playing tricks on the sword in front of him.
The crowd's eyes were fixed on Zhuo Le, and they saw that Zhuo Le was still standing there, but his figure became illusory, surrounded by a wonderful halo, which was extremely gorgeous.
Then a shocking scene happened.
An unparalleled aura erupted from Zhuo Le's body, and a series of virtual figures separated from his body, but they all revealed powerful sword intent, stepping across the void and reaching the sky.
Countless shadows walked in the void, as fast as lightning, as powerful as gods, and a sword intent that tore the world apart swept out and enveloped the world.
At this moment, the crowd felt a surging sword intent falling on them, penetrating their clothes and stinging their skin.
"What kind of swordsmanship is this..." Many people stared into the void, their hearts shaking violently. Is this Zhuo Le's true strength?
Under the great reputation, there are no empty warriors, and the majesty of the disciples of the shrine can be seen with just one blow.
"Let me see how you block it."
An arrogant voice sounded from everywhere in the void, like endless shadows speaking at the same time, with a powerful voice.
This sound was transmitted into everyone's eardrums, containing terrifying essence. Everyone couldn't help but open their mouths and mouths with exaggerated expressions, trying their best to weaken the impact of the sound on their eardrums.
"Zhuo Le, you are so strong!" Mu Hai's expression was extremely solemn, with deep fear in his eyes.
Zhuo Le's attack was not deliberately aimed at them, but it still made them feel so uncomfortable. And what kind of pressure was the sword in the center of the attack bearing?
"Aren't you going to take action yet?" Xuanyuan Potian looked at Qin Xuan suddenly, his tone already a bit anxious.
If this continues, the sword will inevitably be injured, and no matter how strong your will is, it will be useless. There is no doubt about this.
"Wait a moment." Qin Xuan said, his eyes fixed on Jian's figure. Although Jian is now in danger, danger is also the best opportunity to break through.
Only when facing life and death can one maximize his potential. What the sword needs now is this kind of opportunity.
I saw endless shadows in the void stepping in one direction at the same time. With a finger pointing, the light of the endless sword bloomed, bright and boundless.
Suddenly, countless rays of pure Yang sword energy shot through the air, with a sharp whistling sound, and the terrifying sword rules directly locked the space where the sword was, leaving him with nowhere to retreat.
However, Jian's face showed no fear at all, and even looked a little excited, with his eyes filled with strong fighting intent.
At this moment, his whole body seemed to have infinite power. A sword light that combined sharpness and deathly aura burst out from his body, turning into a beam of light that shot straight into the sky, trying to smash the world.
"Destroy." A cold sound sounded, and the world was instantly covered by endless sword shadows. The destructive momentum swept through the void and buried everything.
Everyone's breathing stopped, and their eyes were full of madness. The collision of two pure kendo forces, this kind of battle was extremely rare.
They suddenly realized that the strength of the sword was seriously underestimated. There were not many people present who could block the deadly sword light he released just now.
Hearing a loud roar, the sword light was so powerful that everyone's hearts could not help but tremble, and they looked towards the place covered by the sword light.
finished?
The sword light gradually dissipated, and a figure in black appeared in everyone's sight, but it was half-kneeling, motionless, and its body seemed to be frozen there.
This figure in black is naturally a sword.
"Tick tock."
A ticking sound suddenly sounded in the void, and drops of bright red blood dripped from the sword and fell into the void, which was extremely eye-catching.
Blood dripped, and the result of this battle was already clear. Zhuo Le won.
When the crowd saw this scene, they couldn't help but take a deep breath. Although they had already expected this result, when they truly felt the atmosphere of the battle just now, they still couldn't help but tremble in their hearts.
They couldn't help but wonder, if it were them, could they withstand the attacks of the two men?
Qin Xuan stared at the sword. Although the sword was defeated, he could feel that the sword's will was still strong and never surrendered.
I saw thousands of shadows flashing in the void, and actually integrated into Zhuo Le's body. At this moment, Zhuo Le's temperament became more outstanding, and his body seemed to be emitting a strange light, which was particularly charming.
Zhuo Le's eyes slowly turned around, fell on the sword, and said calmly: "I remember that it is not easy for you to practice. I will let you live this time. If there is another time, I will kill you without mercy."
When the crowd heard this, they were shocked and looked at Zhuo Le in surprise. He actually let this person go like this. He was quite generous. If it were them, they would have killed him directly.
Jian slowly raised his head, glanced at Zhuo Le with slightly dim eyes, then stood up and walked back step by step, never responding to Zhuo Le's words.
Zhuo Le's face couldn't help but darken, and he shouted coldly: "Didn't you hear what I said?"
There was another moment of silence, and everyone's faces couldn't help but reveal a strange look. Could it be that that person was still dissatisfied?
Suddenly the sword's footsteps paused, and a voice came out: "Although you defeated me, you cannot defeat my will. If there is a next time, I will still take action."
"If there is a next time, I will still take action."
The sound of the sword was very soft, even slightly feeble, but it continued to echo in everyone's ears in the void. Many people were trembling and stared at the figure in black.
What kind of strong will is needed to say such words?
Even if Zhuo Le defeated him, he still could not make his will surrender. If there was another chance to meet him, he would still challenge Zhuo Le.
What kind of person is Zhuo Le, a disciple of Sword God Palace? However, in this person's eyes, he doesn't seem to be much different from ordinary people.
"There won't be a next time." A sneer appeared on the corner of Zhuo Le's mouth, and then his figure disappeared instantly.
In an instant, a sword energy condensed from the void, carrying a terrifying killing intent, and swept towards the sword's body.
This scene happened so fast that it exceeded everyone's expectations. No one expected that Zhuo Le would suddenly take action.
"presumptuous!"
Qin Xuan's face instantly turned ugly. This Zhuo Le actually dared to sneak attack and seek death.
Almost at the same time that the sword energy appeared, Qin Xuan also moved.
However, Zhuo Le was closer to the sword, and Zhuo Le came behind the sword almost immediately.
Feeling the strong killing intent coming from behind him, Jian's body trembled violently. He turned around and saw a pair of indifferent eyes looking at him. At this time, Zhuo Le was as cold and ruthless as a god of murder, without any trace of emotion.
Palace style.
Zhuo Le stretched out his palm and lightly pressed it on Jian's chest. In an instant, the endless True Yang Sword Qi penetrated Jian's body. Jian snorted, and a look of pain appeared on his face. Then his consciousness gradually disappeared, and finally slowly
Close your eyes.
The next moment, the crowd saw Jian's body being shot backwards like a sharp sword, quickly sweeping through the void and making a harsh sound.
At this moment, everyone's expressions changed. Some were shocked, some were confused, some were angry... Zhuo Le's attack exceeded all their expectations, and his decisiveness was even more shocking.
Qin Xuan stepped across the void and caught the sword's body firmly. His soul power immediately penetrated the sword's body. After a moment, he breathed a sigh of relief, as he was not worried about his life.
If Jian met with something unexpected because of this, he would never be able to forgive himself for the rest of his life. He was too careless. He didn't expect Zhuo Le to be so despicable.
Then his eyes gradually became cold, like the eyes of a demon god. There was endless demonic energy in his eyes, and wisps of demonic aura were released from his body. At this moment, he seemed to have transformed into a demon god who could reach the sky.
The murderous intention is spreading...
Xuanyuan Potian's face was also extremely cold. Zhuo Le defeated the sword, but he could only say that his sword skills were inferior to others. He had nothing to say, but he couldn't let go of the killer if he sneaked up on him.
"How is he?" Xuanyuan Potian came to Qin Xuan and asked.
When he saw Qin Xuan's terrifying eyes, he couldn't help but tremble in his heart. Even though he had been with Qin Xuan for a long time, he had never seen Qin Xuan show such a look.
At this time, Qin Xuan felt a little scary even to him.
"There is no danger for now, take care of him."
Qin Xuan carefully handed the sword's body to Xuanyuan Potian. Xuanyuan Potian nodded lightly without saying anything. He knew what Qin Xuan was going to do next.
Since Zhuo Le made such a stupid decision, he must pay the price for it.
Not everyone can bully their friends.
At this moment, an astonishing chill was released from Qin Xuan's body, quickly covering the vast space around him. A terrible storm was brewing, containing monstrous murderous intent, roaring towards the sky, as if it was about to strangle the world.
Many people raised their heads and saw strange phenomena happening in the sky. The wind and clouds changed color, and black mist obscured the sun's brilliance. The originally clear sky instantly became extremely dark, just like the scene of the end of the world.
"this……"
Everyone stared at the scene that happened in front of them with their mouths open, their hearts beating wildly, and then they looked at the young man with extraordinary splendor, their expressions trembling wildly, what does he want?