Cao Xuesheng flew into the sword-asking platform. Behind him, the Cicada Sword buzzed and was already out of its sheath. The cold air spread throughout the sword-asking platform in an instant.
Everyone is naturally familiar with Cao Xuesheng. Many people are slandering the young swordsman who has won the first place on the Tianjiao Sword Leader List and now wants to occupy a place on the sword leader list.
But no one would doubt Cao Xuesheng's strength. With the ancient sword Han Chan in hand, no swordsman dared to underestimate him.
Fa Chenzi stared at Cao Xuesheng with a somewhat indifferent expression: "You are no match for me."
Cao Xuesheng chuckled: "We haven't fought yet, how do you know I'm not your opponent?"
Fa Chenzi snorted coldly, and with a slight movement of the jade sword in his hand, he rushed straight towards Cao Xuesheng. The speed was not fast, but he was constantly gathering the power of the sword.
Cao Xuesheng did not underestimate the enemy at all. This Fa Shenzi could defeat Zhang Wenze before, so he had real materials on hand.
As soon as the Han Cicada Sword moved, it faced Fa Shenzi with a strong chill. As soon as the two of them fought, it was extremely fierce.
Everyone could see that Fa Chenzi had a sense of depression in his heart, so when he fought against Cao Xuesheng, he struck out very ruthlessly, as if he was venting his frustration on Cao Xuesheng.
The two fought for more than thirty moves in succession. On the surface, Cao Xuesheng did not gain any advantage, and the same was true for Fa Shenzi.
However, Fa Chenzi's face was a bit ugly. He asked himself that he should not be weaker than Cao Xuesheng in terms of swordsmanship, but the Han Cicada Sword in the opponent's hand was too powerful, and there would be a steady stream of cold air during the fight. The attack forced Fa Shenzi to devote part of his mind to dealing with the cold air.
As a result, the pressure faced by Fa Chenzi was a bit great, and the cold air would accumulate in Fa Chenzi's body over time. Once it reached a certain level, the cold air would break out, and Fa Chenzi would inevitably be injured.
"We can't drag it out any longer, I want to win within ten moves!" Fa Shenzi said secretly in his heart, gritted his teeth, and struck out with a sword of life and death without any hesitation.
With this sword, Fa Chenzi gave up defense and put all his strength on offense. He was bound to gain an advantage in this sword.
As long as Fa Chenzi has the upper hand, Fa Chenzi will be confident that he can deal with the opponent in front of him as soon as possible. After all, the person Fa Chenzi really wants to fight is not Cao Xuesheng in front of him, but Jian Aangxing.
Seeing the fierceness of the opponent's sword, Cao Xuesheng responded immediately. Han Chan Sword made a false strike, which seemed to be a meaningless sword, but it made the victory or defeat known all at once.
The menacing Fa Chenzi froze, and a cold air burst out from his body, making Fa Chenzi unable to move almost instantly.
"How is that possible? The cold energy won't break out right now!" Fa Shenzi was shocked. He wanted to immediately resolve the cold energy that broke out in his body, but it was already too late.
The Han Chan Sword was placed across Fa Chenzi's neck. Cao Xuesheng smiled slightly: "You lost."
Fa Chenzi looked pale and looked at Cao Xuesheng in disbelief. He didn't expect that he would lose so quickly and in such an inexplicable way.
"What on earth did you do?" Fa Chenzi was unwilling. He wanted to know why he was defeated so suddenly.
Cao Xuesheng smiled and said: "The cold air entered the body, and it was triggered by me that it broke out in advance."
Fa Chenzi looked at Cao Xuesheng blankly, was he defeated so easily? This was unacceptable to Fa Shenzi.
But he had already lost. The beam of the magic circle fell and enveloped Fa Shenzi, sending him directly out.
In this way, Cao Xuesheng naturally became the new champion and was qualified to continue to stand on the sword-asking stage and accept challenges from other swordsmen.
"Oh, it would be nice to have a famous sword." Nangong Shoujian said helplessly.
Jian Aangxing glanced at the old man. His eyes seemed to say, "Don't you have a famous sword yourself?"
"With the Han Cicada Sword in hand, I guess Cao Xuesheng can defeat many people." Fang Lin said from the distant mountain peak.
"Although Hanchan Sword is strong, there are probably some who hold famous swords among other swordsmen." Dugu Nian said.
Cao Xuesheng then faced off against eleven swordsmen, and all of them won without exception. The advantages of the Han Cicada Sword were fully demonstrated in Cao Xuesheng's hands. Many people were a little unwilling after being defeated by Cao Xuesheng, feeling that if they also had one, they would not be able to do it. If he loses to Han Chan's famous sword, the outcome is not certain.
Cao Xuesheng's twelfth opponent attracted the attention of many people.
This is an old man in black robes. When he withstood the three sword energies of the Master of Fengjian Pavilion, this man had already shown himself to be extraordinary and attracted the attention of many people. Now that he enters the Sword Asking Platform to challenge Cao Xuesheng, it is naturally a battle worthy of attention. contest.
"Your sword is good." The old man in black robe said in a hoarse voice.
Cao Xuesheng smiled lightly: "Your Excellency, you are so complimentary."
The old man in black robe didn't say much. A black long sword appeared in his hand, and the light flickered, revealing a bit of mystery and weirdness.
When Cao Xuesheng saw the sword in the black-robed old man's hand, he frowned slightly and became wary. In Cao Xuesheng's view, this sword was obviously extraordinary.
The next moment, the old man in black robe moved and disappeared.
Cao Xuesheng immediately opened his third eye to see around him, but he still couldn't find the figure of the old man in black robe. This made Cao Xuesheng a little surprised.
A sword struck, the cold light was cold, Cao Xuesheng reacted very quickly, and drew his sword to block the sudden sword swing of the old man in black robe.
The old man in black robe failed to hit a single blow, and the whole person disappeared again. Cao Xuesheng's expression was solemn. He could not see the figure of the old man in black robe with his third eye, but he could still vaguely detect the aura of the old man in black robe, so there was nothing he could do.
Cao Xuesheng didn't want to be so passive. The sword energy of the Han Cicada Sword exploded, and for a while, the icy cold air spread throughout the entire Sword Asking Platform. He wanted to use this method to force the old man in black out.
However, a gloomy black light emerged, which prevented Cao Xuesheng's cold energy from spreading to the entire sword-asking platform. Instead, Cao Xuesheng himself was shrouded in a vast black light, and his condition became worse and worse.
At this moment, Cao Xuesheng finally realized that something was wrong, and waved the Chilling Sword one after another, trying to dispel the black light that made him uneasy.
But the black light seems to be endless. Even if it is dispersed by the Han Cicada Sword, the black light will continue to pour out, making Cao Xuesheng seem to be isolated, unable to see everything outside, and in darkness. .
The situation on the sword-asking platform naturally attracted great attention from all parties. Only Fang Lin looked at the sky and frowned slightly.
Because I don’t know when, the Master of Fengjian Pavilion, who had been standing with his sword before, disappeared at this moment
Ps: Third update, continue coding.