Chapter 33

WOW!

A coquettish bloody sword light directly swept out, and suddenly a killing intention soared to the sky

"Sword killing!" Bai Chong immediately stood up and looked at the enchanting bloody sword light. "It's the second type of virtual sword, sword killing type. He can show the sword killing type?"

"Sword killing?" Shui Hanxin was also surprised. Obviously, she had also heard of the reputation of the second sword killing style of virtual sword.

"Shui Hanxin, don't you hurry to save your disciple." Bai chonglian shouted.

Shui Hanxin's eyes were slightly heavy. He stared at the two sword lights that were about to collide in the challenge arena. Then he sighed helplessly, and his body immediately swept out.

Hiss!

On the challenge arena, two terrible sword lights finally collided head-on. However, such a collision only separated the victory and defeat in a moment.

"What?"

Night Mo stared and looked at his strongest sword in disbelief. At this moment, he had no room to struggle and was directly crushed. Then the gorgeous Blood Sword light did not weaken too many powers, but still cleaved at him.

The unprecedented death crisis immediately shrouded in.

At the critical moment, Shui Hanxin's body suddenly appeared in front of him, and with a wave, the gorgeous Blood Sword light was immediately dispersed, and the challenge arena was finally quiet.

Night Mo bit and pressed, stared at the sword, and his heart was full of unwilling.

But no matter how unwilling he was, he was helpless. After all, he had lost. He knew very well that if his master hadn't saved him, he was dead. The terrible sword was enough to easily tear his body to pieces.

The sword he was staring at was unparalleled, but it was extremely painful at the moment. His face was ferocious to the extreme. The damage to his body caused by using the soul snatching secret skill was much more terrible than he thought. It was only a short time before he reached the limit.

Hum ~ ~ ~ the spirit snatching secret skill stopped involuntarily. The soaring breath on jianwushuang also subsided rapidly at this moment, and directly subsided to a weak and almost negligible point. His body was trembling slightly. At the moment, he was weak to the extreme.

But the indomitable spirit in his heart supported him from falling directly to the ground. At the same time, his eyes were raised and his three killing sword was in his hand. At this moment, he pointed directly at the water cold heart in front of him.

"If you don't accept it, you can fight again!"

At this moment, the idea of flying sword suddenly broke out.

At this moment, everyone in the school field could not help but be moved. They could see that the unparalleled breath of the sword had been extremely weak, but even so, the sense of war on his body still did not disappear, and the sense of the sword burst out from him did not weaken at all.

Shui Hanxin's face is extremely cold, but at the moment, his heart is full of helplessness.

Fight again?

How is that possible? With what?

Today, Japan has a grudge between jianwushuang and jianmeng'er. After jianmeng'er's defeat, Yemo has gone too far. How about fighting again? That's not too much. It's shameless.

She is cold hearted. At least she is also the elder of Tianyuan sword sect and the strong one at the peak of Jindan. Of course, she can't lose face at all.

"Dream." Shui Hanxin glanced at the pale sword dream below, and said in a low voice, "from today on, you will follow me to Tianyuan sword sect for cultivation. You are not allowed to step out of Tianyuan sword sect for three years, and I will try my best to teach you in these three years."

Jianmeng'er was stunned. The expression on his face was quite complex, but then he nodded respectfully and said, "yes."

"The sword is unparalleled." Shui Hanxin looked at Jian unparalleled again and his eyes were cold. "You really won the World War I today, but it only shows that I have limited ability to teach disciples. It doesn't mean that Tianyuan sword sect has no more evil disciples than you. The future is long. In the next three years, I will try my best to teach meng'er. In three years, I will let her come to you and compete with you again!"

"Three years later, compete with me again?" The corners of Jian Wushuang's mouth tilted slightly. He looked at Jian Menger, but he couldn't help shaking his head at the bottom of his heart.

Only jianwushuang knows that since jianmeng'er has been defeated by him in today's war, jianmeng'er is no longer qualified to be his opponent from now on. After all, what he practiced was the great heaven cultivation formula against the sky step by step. If he practiced it all the time, the gap between jianmeng'er and him would only become larger and larger.

He didn't speak, and didn't even look at the sword dream again. Instead, he turned directly and walked slowly down the challenge arena.

"Anytime!"

The four cold words came out of jianwushuang's mouth and echoed on the school field. Under everyone's attention, jianwushuang stepped down the challenge arena step by step. His steps were very busy and heavy. It seemed that every step was very difficult. But with each step, everyone present could clearly feel the sword meaning on him, At this moment, it became stronger and stronger.

Even in everyone's eyes, there seems to be some strange things on the unparalleled sword at the moment.

No one can tell what this thing is.

Watching jianwushuang step by step down the challenge arena and disappear into the public's sight step by step, the whole process came down, the school field was very quiet, and no one said a word more, as if everyone was frightened by the soaring sword.

On the roof of an attic around the school yard, four shadows stand.

The faces of the four people were very old. The first of them was an old man in gray robe with silver hair.

The four elders of Jiange!

The chief grey robed old man is Hong Lao.

Today is the day to decide the fate of Jiange. Jianwushuang didn't disappoint the four elders. It can even be said that it created a miracle. It took only two months to surpass and defeat jianmeng'er. This result was enough to surprise and pride all the disciples of Jiange. These four elders are no exception, but at this moment, their four elders stand there, The atmosphere is extremely depressed.

The four of them did not have the slightest joy on their old faces, but some were deeply worried.

"Brother, can you see?" An elder asked in a low voice.

"Yes." Hong Lao nodded slowly, and his eyes focused on the unparalleled back of the sword from beginning to end.

"Physically and mentally exhausted, will not fall, sword will soar to the sky, and will not disperse forever!"

"It's the awakening of the sword soul. It's the same as that of the pavilion Lord. It can't be wrong!"

Hearing the word "awakening of the sword soul", several elders of the sword Pavilion looked very solemn and solemn.

Hong Lao raised his head and looked at the vast sky above. For some reason, the originally sunny sky suddenly appeared dim. Hong Lao stretched out his palm and covered the sky above, and cold words slowly spit out from his mouth.

"This day, it's going to change!"

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