Many leaders whispered and discussed with the elders in the sect. I have to say that Gongshan Jade’s proposal is just right.
There is only one sword, and even if Gongshan Yu does not fight, the other geniuses will definitely not be convinced by anyone, and they will definitely lead the masters in the sect to start a big melee.
Although the source of despair is precious, it is not needed at such a high price.
The harvest from the heart of the ocean is the biggest goal of this trip.
Although Gong Shanyu's proposal is obviously in favor of him, it will definitely not be easy to pull out the sword of despair.
However, all the great geniuses are arrogant people, each of them has a higher ambition than the sky, and they all feel that they may not be able to pull out this sword.
"Senior brother, can they agree to your opinion?" Above the sword tomb, Gong Shanyu's two junior brothers whispered.
A smile appeared on Gongshan Yu's face, and he said calmly: "Don't agree? Haha, if you don't agree, where will the pride of Tianjiao go? Aren't you afraid of me, a cultivator?"
"I, the Five Poison Sect, agree to your proposal!" The young man in red from the Five Poison Sect made the decision after discussing with the two old men in the sect for a moment.
The elegant scholar from Tianfu Academy, not to be outdone, said loudly: "Tianfu Academy has no objection either!"
Once someone agrees, others have to agree even if they don't want to. In the subtleties, you can see the cleverness of Gongshan Jade.
As for the casual cultivators who came around, they were all jealous, and they really didn't dare to take the risk of expressing their dissatisfaction in this scene of backstage fighting.
If you really want to stand out, if you don't do it right, several major holy places will join forces to suppress it. The gain outweighs the loss and you can only stare at the excitement.
"Who wants to come first?"
On top of the sword tomb where the black hurricane was raging, Gongshan Yu was in the center, smiling slightly and inviting him.
The sound fell for a while, and no one moved. Everyone knew that this sword, which contained the source of despair, was definitely not simple.
No one is stupid. Gongshanyu would not put forward such opinions and let others take away the Sword of Despair in vain.
They want to be the first to win the sword, but are afraid of taking risks and having any negative consequences. The emotions of the geniuses are quite contradictory.
"I come!"
After a moment of calm, the young man in red from the Five Poison Sect rose up in the sky with a flash of unruly intent in his eyes.
The black hurricane roared in, with a terrifying sense of despair that made people miserable.
The young man in red's eyes condensed, resisting the intrusion of despair, his figure flashed, shuttled through, and came to Gong Shanyu and others.
Being in the center of the storm, it was peaceful here, and not even the slightest sound of wind could be heard.
"please!"
The two junior brothers Gongshan Yutong retreated far away and exited the entire sword tomb before stopping.
The young man in red lowered his gaze and locked on a long black sword with a faint glow. He stepped in the air and slowly came to the sword.
Everyone looked over, nervously expecting.
But don't let this guy take advantage of you, otherwise you will suffer a big loss. This is what most people think.
Risks and opportunities coexist. The first person to appear will definitely have the greatest risk, but the opportunity will also be the greatest.
The young man in red calmed down, fell down, walked among the swords, and walked to the front step by step.
"I want this sword!"
With a soft drink, the young man in red stretched out his hand and grasped the hilt of the sword, using the power of law throughout his body, he lifted it up suddenly.
With a movement, tens of thousands of long swords buzzed at the same time in the sword tomb, and black sword energy spread from each long sword.
Thousands of black sword energies spurted out and merged into one air in the air, like countless tributaries that merged into a river. In an instant, the momentum surged a hundred times a thousand times.
The sword cuts through the void and rushes in, like a meteor or lightning, incredibly fast.
Before it was over, more than a dozen black hurricanes floating in the sky above the Sword Tomb struck at the same time as if they were full of spirituality.
Even if he could block the extremely ferocious sword energy, the dozens of hurricanes of despair that were almost solidified behind him would cause him to lose half his life even if he didn't die.
There was a complicated expression on his face. He didn't expect that he had just touched the hilt of the sword and before he exerted any force, he would be faced with such a choice.
In the flash of lightning, the young man in red made a decision and let go to avoid the sword energy. His figure flickered, he found a gap, and escaped from the surrounding hurricane.
boom!
Who would have thought that eighteen hurricanes merged into one, creating a terrifying black air wave. The young man in red was unable to avoid it and was swept away by the air wave.
He spat out a mouthful of blood, flew out, and fell into a fantasy of despair, with a look of horror on his face.
The masters of the Five Poison Sect quickly stood up and woke up the young man in red from the illusion.
Challenge failed!
There was an expected expression on Gongshan Yu's face, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Even with his cultivation in the Divine Transformation Realm, he couldn't draw the sword alone. He didn't believe that anyone among these geniuses could do it.
Even if Quasi-Emperor Xiao Cheng wants to be strong enough to draw his sword, he still has to reconsider facing this series of attacks.
The difficulty of drawing the sword was so high that all the geniuses remained silent, all thinking about it secretly.
Even if I pull out this sword at the cost of serious injury, is it worth it just for a source of despair
Once injured, there will be trouble in the heart of the ocean behind.
"I'll try!"
Tian Fusheng took a step forward and said in a deep voice.
The Five Poison Sect is world-famous for its poison attacks, and its combat effectiveness may be very high, even challenging levels is not difficult.
But in the face of the current situation, we still have to rely on basic skills, and it doesn't matter how useful the heresy is.
The elegant scholar, asking himself about his basic skills, is much stronger than the young man in red, so he should have a chance.
Paying a very small price, you can successfully seize the sword.
As long as he disperses the desperate sword energy and still retains his strength, he can use his body skills to draw out the long sword and escape quickly.
With his graceful movement, he easily avoided the hurricanes that were coming from all directions and landed next to the Sword of Despair.
Reaching out, holding the sword, the sword energy came out, the storm came together, and the same scene appeared again.
The elegant scholar closed his folding fan, and the awe-inspiring energy in his body, like a great river, was vast and boundless. It followed the folding fan and turned into a ray of light, facing the desperate sword energy.
boom!
The two collided and made a violent sound, which was beyond the person's expectation. Under his five powers, only half of the Despair Sword Qi was dispersed, and the rest was still flying towards him quickly.
Frowning slightly, the elegant scholar decisively released the hilt of his sword.
The man ascended into the sky like an eagle, circled three times, flew thousands of meters high, and then swooped down outside the sword tomb.
After avoiding the air waves generated by the storm, the challenge failed, but he was still unscathed.
After the despair storm dispersed into small groups, several more people came to seize the sword.
But the sword energy of despair and the storm from the opposite side were attacking at the same time, which seemed a bit difficult to resist. If you resist forcefully, you will only be seriously injured, which is not cost-effective.
"Brother, go ahead and give it a try. With your strength, you can definitely get it easily." Mu Qingyun of Wanyao Island encouraged.
Di Xinhan shook his head: "My trump card can't be exposed here, it's not worth it."
The Saint of the Moon Palace stood on the golden chariot and looked around, as if searching for someone.
But after looking around for several times, he didn't see the person he was thinking of, so he couldn't help but look confused.
Young Treasure Master Yi Ling, knowing who she was looking for, glanced at her with a strange look in her eyes.
Why didn't I see that person on such an important occasion? Didn't he care about the sword
Regardless of this, Yi Ling retracted her thoughts, shook her head, and most importantly, chose to give up.
The remaining few strong figures who had not made a move, Chu Yang, Leng Shaofan, and Tong Susu, each considered for a while before choosing to give up.
The reason is the same as Di Xinhan, he is unwilling to reveal his trump card here.
Gong Shanyu smiled slightly and said loudly: "You all have extraordinary backgrounds, and you must be a man of your word. If no one is willing to try again, then I will have to accept this sword together with my two junior brothers."
Seeing the proud look on his face, all the talented people present were quite unhappy and looked extremely depressed.
No one would feel good about being treated in public.
No one spoke, no one tried.
Gong Shanyu smiled and said: "Since there is no such thing, then I would like to thank all the saints for their adult beauty and reluctantly accepted the sword."
Just when Gong Shanyu and the others were about to make a move, a discordant voice sounded out of thin air.
"Since it's so difficult, I think you'd better not accept it!"