The core disciple of Zixiao Sword Sect, Jin Sang, did not even have a god-level elixir on his body, let alone a divine elixir, not even a top-grade elixir. If gossamer.
On the opposite side, after Xue Ran, a disciple of Thunder Sword Sect, swallowed the god-level medicinal pill, both his injuries and the strength of his body were recovering quickly. At this moment, his eyes were fixed on Jin Sang lying on the ground. A murderous look appeared on his pale face, and then he stepped forward with difficulty, approaching Jin Sang step by step with the Divine Sword in hand.
"It's unforgivable that you have caused me such a serious injury. For me, this is definitely the greatest shame in my life."
"This shame can only be repaid with your blood." Xue Ran gritted his teeth, and the divine sword in his hand gradually burst into a bright light.
High in the sky, Nong Fugui's face was gloomy, and he said solemnly: "In this game, our Zixiao Sword Sect disciples will lose!" After saying that, Nong Fugui was about to fly down.
"Wait a minute, Elder Nong, I think it's better for the disciples of your sect to admit defeat." But this time, Lang Qi stopped in front of Nong Fugui. The momentum locked the wealth of farmers and prevented them from leaving.
"Jin Sang has been severely injured and is unable to fight again, and as the elder of the sect, I have the right to make decisions for my disciples." Nong Fugui said with a gloomy face, his old eyes gradually became sharp: "Could it be, you guys Are the disciples of Thunder Sword Sect sincerely wanting to kill the core disciples of Zixiao Sword Sect in the ring?"
Lang Qi turned a deaf ear to the question of Nongfugui, but turned his head and stared at Jin Sang, who was lying on the ring, with a hypocritical smile on his face, and said slowly, "Your name is Jin Sang, right? It took more than 800,000 years of cultivation in Xiaojian Sect to achieve today's realm. But do you know how long Xue Ran, who is your opponent, has been cultivating? For more than 70,000 years, Xue Ran has grown from a mere mortal to the realm he is today. It took more than 70,000 years, less than one-tenth of yours, but in the end, you are not his opponent."
Jin Sang was not in a coma, so he heard Lang Qi's words clearly, and there was anger in his old eyes.
Because this battle is very unfair to him!
"Jin Sang, now I give you a chance to admit defeat to Xue Ran, and admit that you, as a disciple of Zixiao Sword Sect, are far inferior to our disciples of Thunder Sword Sect, otherwise, the two of you will continue to fight." Lang Qina's humiliating words came down from the air, not only the angry Jinsang turned pale, but even many disciples of Zixiao Sword Sect clenched their fists, the anger in their hearts couldn't be increased.
"I... don't... admit defeat... never... I would rather... die in battle than... bow down to you..." On the ring, lying on the ground Jinsang made the sound of gnashing his teeth intermittently.
"You Jinglei Sword Sect, you have gone too far." The suzerain Chen Shuzhi also made a cold voice.
"If you think it's too much, then you Zixiao Sword Sect don't take part in the betting in the ring, and take your whole sect to move out of the sect immediately." Lang Qi laughed.
Nong Fugui and Chen Shuzhi fell silent.
Below, Jian Chen, who was standing among a group of worshippers, lingered on Nong Fugui and Chen Shuzhi for a moment, then turned his gaze to the arena. With a thought, a ray of invisible sword intent condensed from the void, and then he passed it through the law of space. , directly into Jinsang's body without anyone noticing.
"Continue to burn your origin, to activate the ray of sword intent in your body, and kill your opponent. Although this is not your own strength, it may make you feel that you cannot win by force, but this battle in the arena is definitely worth it. It's not fair for Zixiao Sword Sect disciples."
Jian Chen changed his own voice to transmit the sound to Jin Sang. No one in the field could hear this sound transmission except Jin Sang.
Immediately, Jinsanga's gloomy gaze rekindled hope. Although he didn't know who was helping him, he could feel the power of the sword in his body.
This is definitely a powerful force that can kill any Nine Heavens Profound Immortal.
In the next moment, Jinsang continued to burn the few remaining sources of life, and saw an invisible flame appearing on his body. Supported by this flame, he stood up from the ring with difficulty.
At this time, Xue Ran came to the opposite of Jin Sang trembling step by step with the divine sword in hand, with a cruel look on his face, he was about to slash out with the sword.
However, at this moment, a strong sword intent erupted from Jin Sang's body, and then turned into a soaring sword light that enveloped Xue Ran in an instant.
The sword glow came and went quickly, and before everyone could react, the sword glow that bloomed from Jin Sang's body had disappeared.
After that, Jinsang seemed to have lost all his strength, and fell straight on the ring with his eyes closed, and fell into a deep coma.
On the opposite side, the body of Xue Ran, a disciple of Thunder Sword Sect, was stiff, and there was a thin bloodstain on his brow.
Although his body didn't fall down, his primordial spirit had been torn apart, completely annihilated.
High in the sky, Lang Qi's face suddenly changed, and he appeared on the ring in an instant, staring at Xue Ran with a terrifying light in his eyes, his face was full of disbelief.
Nong Fugui also came to Jinsang's side. He first glanced at Xue Ran in surprise, and then took Jinsang away without any hesitation.
Chen Shuzhi, the suzerain of the Zixiao Sword Sect, appeared on the ring, frowned and stared at Xue Ran who had fallen, and murmured: "What kind of secret technique is this? As the master of a sect, I have never heard that in my Zixiao Sword Sect, there is still Keep such secrets?"
Suddenly, a powerful murderous intent spread out, and Langqi's face was extremely gloomy, with a monstrous anger in his eyes, he looked at Jinsang, who had fallen into a coma and was protected by Nong Fugui, and gave out a chill Biting voice: "How dare you dare to kill my disciple of Jinglei Sword Sect. Zixiao Sword Sect must give me an explanation for this matter."
"The death of your Jinglei Sword Sect disciple was just an accident. Jinsang is now also seriously injured, his foundation has been damaged, and he has fallen into a deep coma. From this point, it is not difficult to see that his last move was not his own at all. What can be controlled, otherwise, he would not have fallen to this point." Nong Fugui said in a deep voice: "Besides, when the two sides are fighting, it is inevitable that they will lose their defense. This must be true, and you must understand it in your heart."
"Accident? Just a simple accident and want to expose this matter?" Lang Qi's eyes became extremely terrifying, like a ferocious beast, with a bloodthirsty taste, he stared at Nong Fugui sharply, Said word by word: "Give this person to me, I hope you don't force me to do it myself."
"Hahaha, is Jing Lei Jianzong so unaffordable to lose?" At this moment, a loud laugh came, and Jiang Nan, who was standing in the worship group, came out and said loudly: "The one who set up the arena to fight is You, you are the ones who violated fairness, and you are the ones who are going to kill you in the arena. Now that your people have been killed, you are not happy all of a sudden. Your Thunder Sword Sect is a respectable sect anyway. When did you become a sect? So shameless, you can't afford to lose even a ring battle?"
Lang Qi glanced gloomy at Jiangnan, and said in a deep voice, "Who are you?"
"The enshrinement of Zixiao Sword Sect, Jiangnan, comes from the Jiang family in Jiyao Heaven Realm." Jiangnan sneered.
When he heard about the Jiang family in the Jiyao Heaven Realm, Lang Qi's pupils shrank immediately, showing a strong look of fear. He was silent for a moment, and then said in a deep voice: "This is a matter between us and the Zixiao Sword Sect. External offerings have nothing to do with it."
"It doesn't matter, what's the matter? I just can't understand how you Jinglei Sword Sect can't afford to lose, so stand up and say something fair." Jiangnan looked contemptuous.
Lang Qi slowly closed his eyes, and did not continue to argue with Jiang Nan here. When he opened his eyes again, it showed a chilling coldness.
The next moment, he left the ring with Xue Ran's body.
In the second match, Zixiao Sword Sect wins!
"In the next battle, it doesn't matter whether you live or die. Once you get on the ring, only one person can survive."
"Yaoyang, you go!" Langqi's voice came out.
On the arena below, the second disciple of Thunder Sword Sect flew up and shouted in the direction of the main peak: "Zixiao Sword Sect, whoever comes to fight, lives or dies!"
"Yaoyang must also have a divine weapon and different quantities of divine pills." Jiang Nan's voice came again, with a sneer on his face: "You Thunder Sword Sect is determined to bully Zi Xiaojian Zong’s disciples don’t have divine weapons or god-level pills, right? Or, do you want Zixiao Sword Sect to leave Zixiao Sword Domain in the most ugly and desolate way?”
Hearing this, a group of core disciples of Zixiao Sword Sect changed their colors one after another, and their mood immediately sank to the bottom of the valley. Those disciples who were eager to fight and wanted to go up to fight, also died down at this moment.
In their eyes, this ring battle is related to the face and dignity of the sect. Every fight is very important, and they dare not stand out without certain assurance.
"Let me do it." At this moment, Jian Chen stood up and flew directly onto the ring.
"Isn't that Jian Chen's enshrinement? Why did he run to join the battle?" Looking at Jian Chen standing on the ring, all the disciples of Zixiao Sword Sect were stunned, even the dozens of enshrined ones showed surprise. .
High in the sky, the eyes of Chen Shuzhi and Nong Fugui also fell on Jian Chen.
Lang Qi glanced at Jian Chen sharply, and said condescendingly: "This is a matter between our Jinglei Sword Sect and Zixiao Sword Sect. How can you, an external priest, have the qualifications to participate?"
Jian Chen ignored Lang Qi, he had stayed in the Zixiao Sword Sect for some time, and naturally knew that the Zixiao Sword Sect had a rule, that is, all external guardians were not allowed to participate in the sect's internal affairs.
There are only two places where Zixiao Sword Sect's Dharma protectors need to contribute. One is to contribute power to mobilize the Juling Mountain, and the other is to assist Zixiao Sword Sect disciples to condense the seven-color sword lotus.
The number of powerhouses in the Zixiao Sword Sect is too small. Whether it is to mobilize the Spirit Gathering Sacred Mountain or to condense the seven-color sword lotus, the strength of the Sword Sect itself is simply not enough, and it must be recruited externally.
But Zixiao Jianzong has many enemies, its development is limited, and it will always be threatened. Under normal circumstances, no strong person will join such a sect, so Zixiao Jianzong has introduced these rules for external law enforcement .
And these guardians are not actually disciples of the Purple Night Sword Sect, but at most a contractual relationship.
Jian Chen looked at Chen Shuzhi, the head of the Zixiao Sword Sect, and the wealthy elders, and said, "Now Jianchen, I am willing to join the Zixiao Sword Sect, become a member of the Zixiao Sword Sect, and fight for the Zixiao Sword Sect, I don't know. Do the Sect Master and the Elder agree?"