There was an uproar on the viewing platform.
Xie Changsheng turned to look at Xie Rou in shock and asked, "Sister, what kind of sword is this?"
"Sword energy is like snow like cattail flowers... It's just that the real energy level stimulates a power that is stronger than the lower level of the real yuan level. This can only be the Xuepu sword." Xie Rou took a deep breath and said slowly.
Xie Changsheng and Xu Heshan looked at each other, and they were both moved: "The Xuepu sword made by Ji Tianxue, the master craftsman workshop of the Great Chu Dynasty?"
Xie Rou took another deep breath, turned to look at the two of them, and said, "Compared with the power of this sword, I want to know why this sword is in his hand and why it appears here."
Xie Changsheng and Xu Heshan's gazes immediately settled on Duanmulian not far ahead.
The Xuepu sword was a famous sword in the Great Chu Dynasty, and the Divine Craftsman Workshop itself was a royal workshop. Only the real royal children could get such a famous sword.
Duanmu Lian's eyes were also full of absolute shock at this time.
This trial had already given the Ivy Sword Academy too many surprises, and he certainly didn't know how an ordinary disciple like Mo Chen could have such a sword in his hand.
"It's not fair."
A heavy voice sounded.
Everyone turned their heads, only to find that the person who spoke solemnly at this moment was He Zhaoxi who seldom talked on weekdays and just seized the time to practice.
"It's not fair."
Facing everyone's eyes, He Zhaoxi repeated those four words again, then looked at Duanmu Lian and said, "The power of this Xuepu sword alone is enough to defeat most of the people who participated in the sword sacrifice trial. This is true for anyone holding this Xuepu sword, it has nothing to do with the practitioner's own strength."
Duanmu Lian knew that what He Zhaoxi said was the truth, especially in places like the Sword Sacrifice Canyon, other practitioners in the True Yuan Realm couldn't replenish their True Yuan after the consumption of their True Yuan in their bodies, but at this moment, Mo Chen, who had the Xuepu Sword, could not replenish it. The power of the True Yuan Realm can always be burst out.
However, the rules of the sword sacrifice trial have no regulations on this aspect, and in fact, the swords carried by everyone are somewhat different. His sword is so amazing.
So Duanmulian couldn't make a decision for a moment, he turned his head to look at Xue Wangxu and Di Qingmei who were on the side of the viewing platform.
"What do you think?"
After just one night, Di Qingmei's eyebrows became less hostile and more peaceful, and he asked Xue Wangxu softly.
Xue Wangxu glanced at him and laughed: "My opinion should be the same as yours."
Di Qingmei nodded, turned around and looked at Duanmulian, who was undecided, and said slowly: "It doesn't matter."
He Zhaoxi was taken aback for a moment, he opened his mouth and wanted to make a sound, but Di Qingmei's eyes had already fallen on him, and he continued: "Rules are rules, the rules that have been set cannot be changed, and Even if Mo Chen has such a sword, I can be sure that there is still someone in this canyon who can defeat him. And since Mo Chen has such a sword, it means that he has a wider front than others If such a disciple can finally occupy one of the three seats, I also think it is a good thing. The reward of the sword sacrifice trial will also be of great help to him."
The viewing platform fell silent again. Everyone chewed on Di Qingmei's words, and gradually felt that there was nothing wrong with Di Qingmei's decision from the standpoint of being a suzerain and considering the future of the entire Sword Academy.
He Zhaoxi's brows loosened slowly, and he bowed slightly to Di Qingmei, without expressing any further objections.
…
In the night, sacrifice sword canyon again.
The Sword Sacrifice Canyon became peaceful again.
In the coldest time of the night, many students watching the ceremony got up at the same time, and once again gathered on several viewing platforms.
A wolf smoke that marked the departure was lit, and many sparks curled up into the sky in the thick smoke, which looked very beautiful.
A disciple of the Ivy Sword Academy began to run very quickly in the darkness.
This is the last day.
According to the rules of the Sword Sacrifice Trial, whoever can reach the exit of the Sword Sacrifice Canyon the fastest and obtain a green fat jade amber placed at the exit will be the final winner.
This kind of trial naturally also requires resourcefulness.
Therefore, before entering the designated area during the day, the disciple of the Ivy Sword Academy had already driven a lot of roads, and found a very safe route to the exit.
Although the disciple of the Ivy Sword Academy spent a lot of energy during the day and was extremely tired at this time, he was full of confidence and believed that he could definitely reach the exit of the Sword Sacrifice Canyon as quickly as possible.
However, he ran for half a stick of incense, and seeing that he was not far from the Sword Festival Canyon, he stopped suddenly, with a shocked and incomprehensible look in his eyes.
During the day, there should have been a passage in front of him at this moment, but at this moment, the passage in front of him disappeared, and there was only an unusually thick vine wall.
After staying for a few breaths, he moved closer, trying to make sure if he was wrong.
It was only a few steps away, the silent vine wall in front of him suddenly moved, and with the sound of countless puffs, dozens of vines shot out at the same time.
The disciple of the Ivy Sword Academy let out a horrified exclamation, and as the sword light swayed, there were continuous explosions, and sparks kept gushing out.
The dozens of vines attacking him were all thick vines with skins as hard as iron!
The sword in his hand was knocked open within a breath, and in his desperate eyes, dozens of vines rushed to his body at the same time, wrapping him directly into a rice dumpling.
A teacher from the Ivy Sword Academy floated down from above.
The vines entwining the disciple of the Ivy Sword Academy spread out again like flowing water, and then the teacher of the Ivy Sword Academy left with the disciple of the Ivy Sword Academy who had lost the qualification to continue to compete.
After dozens of breaths of time passed, the mist that had just calmed down surged for a while, and Su Qin's long figure appeared unhurriedly.
He stopped at the place where the disciple of the Ivy Sword Academy stopped at first, staring at the vine wall that had not yet appeared in daylight.
After confirming that this vine wall completely blocked all passages leading to the exit of the canyon, and sensing the slow loss of the vitality of the world in all the vines in this vine wall, he was completely at ease, sat down cross-legged, and closed his eyes rest.
Almost at the same time, Ding Ning also arrived at another part of the vine wall.
He could feel the changes in the vitality of the surrounding world more clearly than Su Qin. He even felt that the vine wall stretched straight towards both ends, as if it was integrated with the mountains on both sides. Given the speed at which the vitality of the heavens and the earth spreads, this vine wall will not disappear before noon tomorrow.
So he also picked a clean boulder nearby and lay down, closed his eyes and slept, waiting for the sunrise.
…
The sky gradually brightened.
The darkness gradually faded, and when the first ray of dawn fell into the valley, all the students who were still awake on the viewing platform let out an exclamation almost at the same time.
These exclamations also woke up the sleeping students.
Then these awakened students also exclaimed for the first time.
All the pale cyan mist has begun to dissipate.
Most of the originally lush vines also began to turn yellow, and all the leaves began to fall.
The entire Sword Sacrifice Canyon suddenly brightened and became very clear.
Only the rattan wall, which is several feet wide and straight like a city wall, still exists, stretching across the two ends of the canyon.
And in front of this almost impenetrable vine wall, there were only seven figures left.
Ding Ning, Nangong Caishu, Zhang Yi, Su Qin, and Mo Chen, in addition to these five, there are two students who are also students of the Ivy Sword Academy, named Liu Yangguang and Mu Liunian.
Looking from the top to the bottom, the seven people are scattered scattered, and with the withering of the surrounding vines, they have just fully seen where the people around them are. However, in fact, all of them are not far away, and the nearest one is only more than ten apart. Husband.
"It seems that it's time for a complete break." Ding Ning stretched his waist, looking at the people around him, his face remained calm.
"It's finally time." There was an inexplicable sneer on Su Qin's face.
His gaze swept over everyone, and finally settled on Mo Chen's face.
Then, when everyone else hadn't moved, he was the first to move, walking towards Mo Chen.
"What does he want to do?"
This was a very visually impactful day for all the people watching the ceremony. Many people who had just recovered from the shock couldn't help but speak out when they saw Su Qin's actions.
"Let's deal with the weakest one in his eyes first, so including him, there are only six left." Gu Xichun, who had not spoken for a long time, said coldly: "Zhang Yi, Ding Ning and Nangong Caishu Obviously on the same front, after he has dealt with the weakest one in his eyes, he should use this to lobby the other two to be on the same front as him."
Xie Changsheng and Xu Heshan looked at each other, although both of them were somewhat disgusted with Gu Xichun, but at the moment they both felt that what Gu Xichun said was right.
"It's a pity that Mo Chen is not the soft persimmon he imagined."
Xie Changsheng was overjoyed and couldn't help but said softly.
However, things did not develop as he expected.
Seeing Su Qin who was slowly walking towards him, Mo Chen raised his head silently, then he clenched the silver-white sword tightly, and began to pour his true energy into him.
A surging breath gushed out from the small sword in his hand again, blowing his black hair back again, like countless monsters twisting and flying in the air.
Su Qin paused for a moment, a strange cold light flashed in his eyes.
"I want to fight Ding Ning first." Mo Chen looked at his cold eyes and said softly but resolutely.
Su Qin was slightly startled, then raised the corners of his mouth, and said with a light smile, "That's really wonderful."