Legend of Swordsman

Chapter 735: Baptismal font

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It was as if a big hole had been opened in the space, and a huge vortex appeared out of thin air.

And at the core of the vortex, there was a palpitating scarlet. This scarlet was the spear itself.

"This power?"

Many members of the Ancient God Clan who were watching the battle were stunned.

Many of them were strong. They could tell that the power of Jiuyou's spear had reached the threshold of two stars.

The two-star ancient god is comparable to the eternal realm of human warriors.

His spear has indeed reached the level of eternity.

Facing this spear, Jian Wushuang was also extremely dignified. The sword heart in the sea of consciousness was trembling crazily. The second level of power of the sword heart was instantly activated to the extreme. He held the Young Emperor Sword in both hands tightly, and then Directly slashed out.

Wow!

A mighty sword light swept out directly.

For a moment, the sky and the earth changed color.

The surrounding void began to tremble violently.

This sword, named "Jiuquan", was figured out by Jian Wushuang's eighty years of cultivation and continuous improvement in swordsmanship.

This style is also the strongest sword he has created so far!

In terms of level, this sword has already reached the level of the sixth-level secret skill.

The crimson color at the core of the endless vortex was already striking directly, and the next moment, the two came into contact.

There was no violent roar as imagined, there was just the sound of the vast power constantly squeezing and rubbing, but this squeezing and collision ended in the end.

Buzz~~~A terrifying power swept wildly from the core of the confrontation.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The figures of Jian Wushuang and Jiuyou immediately retreated.

As for the people of the Ancient God Clan who were far away from the battlefield, they were also affected by this power. Fortunately, there were many strong people among those tribesmen, and they could easily resist the escaping power. .

Jian Wushuang and Jiuyou regained their balance, staring closely at their opponents from a distance of hundreds of feet.

"Jian Wushuang, how about this battle between you and me ends in a draw?" Jiuyou suddenly said.

"That's what I meant." Jian Wushuang nodded.

His fight with Jiuyou was just a competition. At the same time, he also used Jiuyou Company to test his progress in the past eighty years.

It's just a fight, there is no need to determine the winner.

And the most important thing is that Jian Wushuang has no idea whether he can defeat Jiuyou.

"I have used many methods, even the strongest sword I created, but the result is only a close match with him. Although I still have some trump cards, like the Daqian Sword Technique, I can use it to unleash a stronger sword. However, Jiuyou also has some reservations about its power," Jian Wushuang thought to himself.

"The ancient god in golden armor is still a war-loving man. His strength is definitely not that simple. If nothing else, in terms of strength alone, he should not have reached the limit."

Jian Wushuang knew very well that the ancient god in golden armor was much more powerful than the normal human gods, but don't forget that Jiuyou should also have practiced the secret technique of the galaxy, and with his ability, the secret technique of the galaxy The technique must have reached a very high level, and the power that burst out must not be as simple as just now.

"If it explodes with all its strength, this Jiuyou will be no worse than those slightly weaker eternal realms among human warriors." Jian Wushuang said secretly.

Jiuyou is only a one-star ancient god, but his combat power is indeed comparable to that of a weaker human being in the Eternal Realm. As for Jian Wushuang himself, now he should be qualified to fight with the weakest Eternal Realm among human warriors.

"Jian Wushuang." Jiuyou's figure has returned to normal. He looked at Jian Wushuang and smiled lightly: "I really admire you. Your strength has already reached this level before you awaken your bloodline. Once you awaken, After gaining blood, your strength will skyrocket and you will be much stronger than me."

Hearing this, Jian Wushuang smiled dumbly.

Indeed, he has not yet awakened his bloodline.

According to human classification, he is only in the Lingxiao realm.

Once he undergoes baptism and awakens his bloodline, his strength will definitely be improved to several levels.

"I came back this time to perform baptism and awaken my bloodline." Jian Wushuang said with a smile.

"Is that so? Then I wish you good luck. I hope I can run into you again in the future and have a showdown with you then." Jiuyou said.

"Me too." Jian Wushuang smiled slightly, but deep down he knew that he would not have the chance to meet Jiuyou again in the future.

After all, it won't be long before he returns to the Sky Domain and the human camp.

That Jiuyou didn't stay in the Eighth Tribe for long and left soon, while Jian Wushuang stayed in the Eighth Tribe.

"Jian Wushuang, the ancient god's baptism will be carried out in two months. You can wait here for two months." Granny Ying said.

"Yeah." Jian Wushuang nodded. He didn't care about it for two months.

Soon, two months passed, and the annual adult baptism finally arrived.

Because adult baptism is performed once a year, there are not many tribesmen in a tribe who perform baptism each time. Like this time, there are only about a dozen tribesmen.

These more than ten tribesmen, led by Granny Ying, came to a huge canyon.

In the center of the canyon, there are circular pools with a diameter of more than ten meters. The water in these pools exudes a very strange smell.

Beside this large pool, some tribesmen were throwing a large amount of grass into it.

"Gurgling~" The water in the pool kept boiling.

"This is the baptismal pool that everyone in my ancient god clan will experience."

Granny Ying said loudly, "Every member of our ancient god clan has the opportunity to enter this baptismal pool for baptism. Most of them can transform into ancient gods. Only a very small number of clan members cannot awaken because their bloodline is too thin. My own blood."

"Please wait a moment now."

Granny Shadow said, and walked towards the pools in front.

"Is this the baptismal pool?" The dozen tribesmen who were preparing for the baptism all stared at the pools in front of them with expectant looks on their faces.

Jian Wushuang was also among the crowd, staring at the pools.

"The baptismal pool, this is the ancient god's baptismal pool that the powerful sects from all sides in the Sky Domain are crazy about getting." Jian Wu's eyes flashed with a glimmer of light.

The strong men from all the sects in the Sky Domain are eager to pass through this baptismal pool so that they can awaken the bloodline of the ancient gods.

For this reason, every time the eternal realm of life and death opens, those powerful people in the eternal realm will break into the eternal realm of life and death and snatch baptismal pools one after another from the hands of the ancient gods.

However, the Ancient God Clan is heavily defended. Even if these powerful men join forces, the possibility of success is very low.

Moreover, even if they obtain the baptismal font, their chances of truly transforming into ancient gods are slim to none.

(End of chapter)