There was just a slight pause, but Mo Xing suddenly stepped forward.
As Yang Dao became sluggish, the field he emitted also shrank, making it difficult to affect Mo Xing at all.
The spear in Mo Xing's hand thrust out again, just like when he killed Yin Sword before, it thrust out from behind Yang Dao and pierced Yang Dao's heart.
Yang Dao's body was suddenly severely injured, and he still didn't even wake up, and his eyes were still confused.
bump!
Yang Dao's body landed heavily on the broken ground, causing dust to fly.
"it's over."
"It's over like this. After the Yang Dao broke through and entered the king's realm, he didn't even have the power to resist the Master Huanshi."
"After Master Huanshi entered the King's Realm, were his illusions so terrifying? Yang Dao didn't seem to wake up from the illusion until his death."
"Although Young Master Huanshi and Mo Xing won, the price was too high. Mo Xing was already weak, and now he has received serious injuries one after another. It is unlikely that he will be able to recover from these injuries until the Shenhou Conference begins.
There is also Young Master Huanshi. This is the second time that Young Master Huanshi has entered the King Realm. If he wants to participate in the Divine Lords Conference, he must kill himself again. That is the second time he kills himself. "
"The God Lords Conference hasn't started yet, but the private competition among the geniuses has already become so fierce. I don't know how tragic it will be when the Gods Lords Conference starts. This God Lords Conference is indeed known as the most powerful one in the world. An intense Shenhou Conference!
Below the arena, exclamations continued to be heard.
Zheng Shiyi looked at Senior Brother Huanshi and Mo Xing who were walking down the ring and hurriedly greeted them: "Brother Huanshi, Mo Xing, how are you doing?"
"I was seriously injured this time, but I need to go back and recuperate for a while." As Mo Xing spoke, his face turned a little pale. In the battle just now, Huan Shi did not receive too serious injuries, but he received injuries one after another. To hit hard.
"I just overdid my magic. I controlled two people at the same time before, which was a bit overdraft. But I need to take a rest before I can kill myself." Huan Shi said with still calm expression.
"In that case, let's go back." Zheng Shiyi said. Just as a few people were about to turn around, another exclamation came from the distance.
"It's the Buqi Heavenly Sword!"
"Buqi Heavenly Sword, someone is going to challenge Buqi Heavenly Sword!"
"He is a genius from the Guiyi Sect. The Silent Earth Sword challenges the Buqi Heavenly Sword!"
"This is a duel on the sword!"
As everyone screamed, two figures appeared on another ring nearby.
"Buqi Heavenly Sword..." Zheng Shiyi remembered the Buqi Heavenly Sword, which he had met at the celebration banquet of senior brother Huanshi, and promised to help him kill one person, and turned to look at it.
Huanshi and Moxing also stopped walking away.
On the ring, a burly man who looked like he should not be a swordsman, but a heavy weapon such as an axe, hammer, etc., was holding an khaki sword, pointing at the Buqi Heavenly Sword from a distance, and said coldly. Said: "Bu Qi, you are not qualified to use the name of Heavenly Sword."
Buqi Tianjian held the half-cut, rusty iron sword. He was silent and looked at the Silent Earth Sword opposite him with a dull expression.
Neither of them liked to speak. As a gong sounded, Silently Dijian drew out his long sword and stabbed at Buqi Tianjian.
His sword didn't look sharp, but it had an extraordinary sense of heaviness. Once the sword was thrust out, just standing under the ring, one could feel the heaviness of a mountain pressing down on him.
Buqi Tianjian held the iron sword in both hands, and did not draw the sword. He just moved a step to one side. The step was not mysterious, but during the movement, it seemed to block all the attack angles of the Silent Earth Sword.
The long sword thrust out by the Silent Earth Sword paused slightly, then his body moved sideways, changed its angle, and stabbed towards the Buqi Heavenly Sword again.
Under this stab, the wind roared, and the strong wind seemed to overturn the arena.
This sword was extremely violent.
There was still no change in the expression on Buqi Tianjian's face. He moved slightly to the side, easily avoiding the attack of the Silent Earth Sword, and seemed to leave only one attack angle for the Silent Earth Sword.
Wuyu Dijian's burly body suddenly burst out with agility that was extremely inconsistent with his body. His body suddenly jumped out and attacked from the angle left by Buqi Tianjian.
For a moment, the arena seemed to be filled with Silent Sword's figure, and the shadow of his sword was everywhere.
During the violent attack, Buqi Tianjian finally swung the iron sword in his hand, but he just lightly swung it toward the air on one side.
The next moment, Wuyu Dijian's arm took the initiative to move up. The sword that should have been swung in the air fell, but it hit the wrist of Wuyu Dijian.
The rusty iron sword passed by, and Dijian's wrist holding the sword flew down silently, and the sharp sword fell to the ground.
Buqi Tianjian held the sword in his hand, but without looking or saying a word, he glanced at the sword, turned around, walked off the ring, and floated away from the crowd, without saying a word from the beginning to the end.
"What a terrifying Buqi Heavenly Sword." Zheng Shiyi looked at the departing figure of Buqi Heavenly Sword and sighed: "I now understand the origin of his name. From the first fight, every move of the opponent was planned by him. among.
In the end, the silent sword looked like it was sent to cut off his wrist. In fact, it was because of his previous layout. Sword fighting is like playing chess, with exquisite layouts, and you fall into his rhythm unconsciously.
What a terrible opponent. "
"Although Buqi Tianjian is victorious, his swordsmanship is not the real swordsmanship."
Suddenly, a voice came from the side. Just the sound it came out gave people a feeling of being extremely sharp and seemed to be able to pierce through everything.
Then a figure flew up and landed on another stage waiting for challengers.
In the competition arena, some challenge each other to the best of their ability, and there is another type that is just like this arena, with people constantly challenging each other.
The challenger wins and becomes the champion, waiting for the next challenge.
A figure of a man with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes appeared. Just standing there, he looked like an unsheathed sword. From a distance, it even gave people the illusion that he was not a person, but a sharp sword. !
"Oh? Is there another master you want to challenge?"
"Who is this person? He challenged directly. On this stage, there is the genius of the Yuan family, Yuan Weiying, who has won four games in a row!"
"It's Young Master Juejian!"
"Master Juejian, he is obsessed with swordsmanship and is known as the number one sword master of the younger generation!"
"It's him?"
"It's him!" Zheng Shiyi looked at the people who fell on the ring, and suddenly heard the scene of the geniuses competing for supremacy in the night sky when Brother Huanshi broke through, and there was a voice shouting that the sword is everything.
That voice was full of edge, and just the sound seemed to pierce the sky. That voice should have been made by the Master of Juejian.
Yuan Weiying looked at Young Master Juejian who had fallen onto the ring, a solemn look on his face, and a blue stream of light appeared on a rare Ziwu Yuanyang Yue in his hand.
Master Juejian looked at Yuan Weiying with sharp eyes, like a sharp sword, with a smile on his face, but the smile looked equally sharp.
"Don't worry, I won't hurt you. I'm just letting the world know what the true way of the sword is."
After the words fell, there was a loud sound of drawing a sword, a silver light shone, and the long sword in his hand stabbed diagonally in the direction of Yuan Weiying.
A sword flew down, like a meteor flashing through the void.
The silver light flashed away.
The next moment, Master Juejian put his sword back into its sheath, turned around and floated down the ring.
Chichi…
Suddenly, a sound of something tearing was heard. Yuan Weiying's clothes suddenly tore apart, leaving gaps. The broken clothes formed a sword character!
Only then did the scratches of sharp swords appear in the sky.
A sharp aura that seemed to be able to pierce through everything in the world spread.
Yuan Weiying looked at the torn clothes on her body, and then at Master Juejian who had gone away, she was completely stunned.
Below the ring, there was a sound of gasping for air.
"This... what kind of swordsmanship is this!"
"It's too fast. This swordsmanship is so fast. Standing under the ring, I can hardly see the angle at which Young Master Juejian draws his sword!"
"Quick, extremely fast!"
"In a short period of time, he actually stabbed a sword character on the opponent's clothes without hurting him at all. This kind of swordsmanship is really terrifying beyond imagination!"
Sighs kept coming out.
Among the people, a man wearing a Confucian robe, who did not look elegant at all, but exuded endless domineering, had a disdainful smile on his face. He looked back to one side, and saw another arena that was facing the challenge, with his legs He jumped lightly and landed on the stage.
Looking at the defender on the opposite side, he stretched out a hand contemptuously, pointed at the opponent and said: "Go ahead and attack, otherwise, you will have no chance to take action."
All around, everyone who was sighing at the power of Master Juejian's sword fell on this arena.
"Who is this person? How can he be so arrogant!"
"I have never seen this person before, and there seems to be no such person among the geniuses I have heard about!"
"I don't know about this challenger, but I know that the person opposite him is a master of the Guiyi Sect, Gao Wenfei!"
"I remember yesterday, the defender of this arena was Gao Wenfei. Seven masters in a row have failed to challenge him."
"Although Gao Wenfei cannot enter the first line of competition for the position, he is still a worthy master. It is said that he is only one step away from a breakthrough. This time he participates in the Shenhou Conference just to seek a breakthrough!"
"If he breaks through, I'm afraid he will be able to enter the first line of competition for the position of Divine Lord."
“Even if it’s inaccessible, it shouldn’t be far away.”
"Who is this person? He is so arrogant. Doesn't he know Gao Wenfei?"
After Shi Mo finished speaking, he retracted his palm and stood there, showing no intention of taking the initiative.
Gao Wenfei looked at his opponent's eyes full of contempt, with a look of annoyance on his face.
"court death!"
Gao Wenfei's face turned cold, the spiritual energy in his body surged crazily, and a huge torrent appeared behind him, and the floods flowed crazily.
(End of chapter)