Han Fang smiled when he heard this, without any intention of ridicule. The outcome of this battle not only touched the heartstrings of the hundreds of thousands of monks here, but even he was also looking forward to the final result.
And just a moment later, Han Fang's eyes suddenly showed a bit of joy: "Junior brother wins!"
Wei Tian next to him also nodded slightly: "We really won!"
Fang Wen also had a look on his face, and he also saw some clues. His uncle, the guardian of the sect, has indeed shown a chance to win.
A moment later, there were one hundred thousand monks in the distance. Also started **. Some strong men above the ninth level stood up one after another.
"Look at this situation, Tan Qiu has won!"
"The Great Extermination Sword has been broken! As long as he still has even a trace of soul power, it will be difficult to reverse it."
"Jue Xi actually lost, it's unbelievable. The ranking of the Six Ultimate Swords in the Cloud Realm is now about to be changed—"
"Nineteen thousand four hundred and forty-nine sword defenses, the last sword attack. Victory with one sword, exactly the same as the battle in Black Spirit Valley a year and a half ago!"
"A nine-level swordsmanship that shakes the sky like the Great Extermination Sword can actually be broken within four hours. This man's talent is truly unparalleled in the world -"
"-Cangshengdao talks about autumn, Yuandai's phaseless sword?"
"Now, there is another person in this world who has become one of the most powerful people in the world. With the power of the seventh level, it is really unbelievable -'
The moment the discussion started again. In the void, a 'clang' sound was heard again.
The silver sword shadow suddenly burst into light, bright and light. Wherever it touched, the black tide of swords retreated like snow meeting the blazing sun.
The sword light also stabbed in with an almost unstoppable speed. All the last resistance of Jue Xin was broken and repulsed. Like the falling stars, it was invincible, until finally, it was just a light touch between Juewan's brows.
When this scene is completely frozen. Even those ninth-level experts who had expected it all still let out a sigh,
And the one hundred thousand monks made a buzzing sound. Countless people stood up one after another and stared intently in the air, their expressions were extremely complicated, and most of them were filled with emotion.
It is a pity that the myth of the Ten Holy Lands and the Nineteen Spiritual Mansion has come to an end due to the desperate desire. I am also amazed by Tan Qiu, rising like a shooting star.
"This Tanqiu actually won -"
"The rising star is actually one step ahead."
“It’s really wonderful, and I still have more to say!”
"Ten days ago, Xue Chu fought Jue Xu and was defeated with one hundred and forty-six swords. Today, Tan Qiu fought Jue Xu for four hours. He fought with nineteen thousand four hundred and fifty swords and won! This is the way of life, as expected No ordinary sect can compare!”
"As expected, these two people don't have the reputation of a perfect sword! I just wonder what the other four are supposed to do?"
In the Cangshengqiong realm, among the many disciples. In an inconspicuous corner, Xuan Ye also stared at the sky with blank eyes.
—For a year and a half, she never gave up her efforts. Even in these few months, I haven't had a moment to rest.
But why is the gap between her and Tan Qiujian still so huge
No matter who these two people are, she can't take even one sword!
Suddenly, Xuan Ye remembered his master's words. In fact, she has been growing in a greenhouse from beginning to end and has never experienced wind or rain. And that despair. Since his debut at the age of fifteen, he has fought three hundred battles, big and small. Start growing from level five. Almost every day is spent in danger, tempered by life and death.
It is said that this person's sword is definitely not comparable to her.
-This may be the difference between her and this despair,
But why is it that talking about autumn is just like despair, or even better? The swordsmanship seemed to have been tempered over and over again. Simple yet subtle—
Beside her, Yong Qin curled his lips and said in a slightly weird tone, with a bit of joy and a bit of unwillingness: "Tan Qiu actually won. It seems that she really underestimated him! Forget it, since he won this time, I, Yongqin, won’t care about him.”
Chen Rou next to her burst out laughing when she heard this. I secretly thought that you are not looking down on me, but you want Zong Shou to make a fool of yourself so that you can ridicule him. But he knew that Yongqin had no ill intentions.
Among the crowd in the distance, there was still a person standing, it was Yuan Fei, his face was a little pale, looking up at the sky.
Suddenly, a chuckle like a silver bell came from next to my ears: "Isn't this Master Feiyuan's grandnephew? What are you doing here?"
Yuan Fei turned around and saw Xue Chu sitting cross-legged on a sword. Fei Ling was in mid-air, looking at him with a smile, his eyes full of excitement.
I don't know whether he is happy for Tan Qiu's victory, or whether he is taunting him because he can continue to taunt him.
"In the end, my young master won! You can't change your name, what should you do?"
Yuan Fei's complexion turned green and white, white and green again. Finally, he sighed slightly and bowed deeply to Chuxue.
"From now on, I, Yuan Fei, will be called Fei Yuan. I will never change my name until I am recognized by my peers and approved by Chief Tan and Miss Xuechu!"
Then his body swayed, and he walked towards the direction of the sky in a state of despair.
Chuxue was startled when she saw this, and then scratched her forehead with her nails in annoyance.
I felt an inexplicable feeling of guilt in my heart.
It seems that changing the name will have a big impact on Yuan Fei
She also wondered, what does this guy's name have to do with her and the young master
It's a pity that Sister Yanran and Sister Yunlan are no longer here. If it were them, they would definitely know how to deal with it.
In mid-air, the silver sword energy in Zong Shou's hand only lasted for a moment and then dissipated. At the same time, a little blood line overflowed from the desperate eyebrows.
At the last moment, Zong Shou still had the power to kill him on the spot! But at the last moment, he held back his sword energy.
Desperate but confused, it wasn't until he took a deep breath that some expression returned to his eyes.
"This is my second defeat after losing to Jian Kuangyuan Wushang! I have fought three hundred and twenty-four battles in my life, and I have only lost to you two!"
Jian Kuangyuan Wushang was the original leader of the Three Ultimate Swords.
Zong Shou's soul power has not recovered much, and the eighteen true talismans and black and white holes in his body are all extremely sluggish.
This battle almost damaged his vitality. After just a few days of meditation, he recovered like this, but he couldn't actually recover much soul energy.
Unable to speak, I could only listen quietly.
"However, despite these two defeats, I am absolutely convinced!"
Jue Xi said, and laughed at himself: "I left seclusion two years ago and wanted to challenge the sects. It was to complete the accumulation of swordsmanship and find opportunities for breakthroughs. In order to prepare for fighting the sword madness again, but unexpectedly, I met him just after I arrived at the Five Firmaments Realm. A person like you. In this world, there is actually someone who is as talented as Yuan Wushang in swordsmanship!"
Zong Shou clasped his fists, indicating that he was overly complimentary. Jue Xu then looked at his hands again.
"But the result is pretty good! I gained a lot from this battle this time. Juexi asked himself, he has mastered the path of swordsmanship and spirituality, which is really a great opportunity. In the battle with Sword Mania, I have a little more confidence. But today After that, I was so desperate that I had one more person to chase and defeat!”
Zong Shou shook his head slightly. He was lucky to win today. The difference between victory and defeat was actually just a thin line.
Jue Xuan's talent is actually on par with him. It's just that he himself has reached the sword soul level, and it is naturally easier to score points for analyzing and deciphering this great annihilation sword.
Wait for this person to go back and digest this harvest. It is no longer so easy to defeat it, and it is really out of the question to catch up.
I also know myself, after breaking through the heaven level. The accumulation of past lives is almost exhausted. If you want to advance to the next level in the future, it will not be that easy again.
"I really don't know how you mastered swordsmanship at such a young age. It's more concise and domineering than mine, just like you have experienced countless killings in the past. It's so majestic and natural, like the emperor in the sword. It makes people surrender—"
Speaking of this, the desperate eyes were slightly scattered. He seemed to be thinking about something and lost focus.
Yue Yu was speechless, what is so brilliant, majestic and natural, the emperor of swords? Why doesn't he think so
Juexi ignored him, lost consciousness for a moment, and then recovered.
"This battle is over. There is no point in staying any longer, and I don't want to be ridiculed and ridiculed by those people. I just say goodbye! I just hope that before I come to your door next time, you will not be defeated by others! By the way, this time it is considered a trick. You scoundrel, it’s my fault for blocking the door and starting a fight! I’m sorry!”
As soon as he said it, he left. When the words fell, Jue Xin had already left this gap in time and space without knowing where he was going.
At this time, the one hundred thousand monks were still in a state of chaos.
"It's brilliant and majestic, so majestic and natural? It does have some flavor!"
"The King of Swords? It seems that he deserves his name—"
"The second among the Six Ultimate Swords in the Cloud Realm, Sword Emperor Tanqiu!"
Zong Shou was flying in the sky and heard the sounds below. I couldn't help but feel embarrassed about it, and quite a bit uneasy.
In his previous life, he dominated among the players, was listed as one of the Seven Emperors, and was called the Sword Emperor Tanqiu, but he could still accept it calmly.
But in this era of great heroes, he really didn't dare to be called the Sword King.
What's more, there are many worlds outside the cloud world, where spiritual realms are everywhere and fairy realms are flying all over the sky.
Just as he was frowning slightly, Han Fang's voice suddenly appeared next to him.
"After today, Junior Brother will truly become famous in the cloud world! The newly released Sword Jue No. 2, how do you feel about it?"
The words were full of ridicule. But just as it arrived, a little spiritual light popped up and penetrated into Zong Shou's soul.
It was like a drop of spiritual liquid, the moment it entered the body. Zong Shou felt a cool and comfortable feeling all over his body.
The dried up soul power also disappeared in a moment. Recovered less than half. Although he was still feeling a little uncomfortable in the sea of souls, he finally stabilized his soul body again.
Tan Qiu also smiled again.
"After today, junior brother is the center of attention. I'm afraid I won't be able to live in peace anymore—"
Zong Shou raised his eyebrows and returned to normal. It would be best if you could keep a low profile. If I can't, I don't care.
I knew it from my previous life. I am not the kind of person who can hold back.
"What's there to be afraid of?"
While speaking, Zong Shou looked at his hands. It always felt like just now, my sword intention seemed to have made another breakthrough.
I wish I could try using my sword at this moment to see if this is the case -