Chapter 33

WOW!

A coquettish bloody sword light directly swept out, and suddenly a sky high killing intention rose

"Sword killing style!" Bai Chong immediately stood up and looked at the enchanting bloody sword light with shock, "it's the second form of virtual swordsmanship, sword killing form. Can he even show the sword killing form?"

"Sword killing?" Shui Hanxin was also surprised. It was obvious that she had also heard of the reputation of the second type of virtual swordsmanship, sword killing.

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

Shui Hanxin's eyes were slightly heavy, staring at the two sword lights that were about to collide on 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?"

Ye Mo stared at his strongest sword with unbelievable eyes. At this moment, he didn't have any room to struggle and was directly crushed. Then the gorgeous Blood Sword light didn't weaken too much power, 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. With a wave, the enchanting bloody sword light was immediately dispersed, and the arena was finally quiet.

Night Mo clenched and stared at Jian Wushuang, and his heart was full of unwillingness.

But no matter how unwilling he was, he was helpless. After all, he had lost. He knew very well that the sword just now, if not for his master's help, he was dead. The terrible sword just now was enough to easily tear his body to pieces.

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

Hum ~ the soul snatching secret skill stopped involuntarily, and the soaring breath on Jian Wushuang also quickly subsided at this moment, and directly subsided to a weak to almost negligible point. His body was already trembling slightly, and at this moment, he was extremely weak.

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

"If you refuse, you can fight again!"

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

At this moment, everyone on the school field couldn't help but be moved. They could see that the breath of the unparalleled sword had been extremely weak, but in spite of this, the sense of war on his body still didn't disappear, and the sword idea burst out of him didn't 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? What war?

Today, Japan is the enmity between jianwushuang and jianmeng'er. After jianmeng'er's defeat, ye Mo has gone too far. Will you fight 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 person at the peak of golden elixir. 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 to practice. 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."

Jian Menger was stunned, and 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 Wushuang again, and his eyes were cold. "Today's war, you really won, but this only shows that I have limited ability to teach disciples. It doesn't mean that my 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. Three years later, I will let her come to you and compete with you again!"

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

Only Jian Wushuang knows that since Jian Menger has been defeated by him in the first battle today, he is no longer qualified to be his opponent from now on. After all, what he cultivates is the great heaven cultivation formula that goes against the sky step by step. If he keeps practicing, the gap between jianmeng'er and him will only become larger and larger.

Without speaking, he didn't even look at the sword dream again, but directly turned around and slowly walked down the challenge arena.

"Anytime!"

The cold four words came out of Jian Wushuang's mouth and echoed on the school field. Under everyone's attention, Jian Wushuang stepped down the challenge arena step by step. His steps were very busy and heavy, as if every step was very difficult. But with each step of his step, everyone present could clearly feel that the sword meaning of his capital stock was soaring, which became stronger and stronger at this moment.

Even in everyone's eyes, it seems that some strange things suddenly appear on the sword peerless at the moment.

No one can tell what this thing is.

Watching the sword unparalleled step by step down the arena, and then step by step disappeared in the sight of everyone. The whole process came down, the school field was extremely quiet, and no one said a word more, as if everyone was stunned by the soaring sword.

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

These four people look very old, and the first of them is a gray robed old man with silver hair.

The four elders of Jiange!

Among them, the first grey robed old man is Hong Lao.

Today is the day to decide the fate of the sword Pavilion. Jian Wushuang didn't disappoint the four elders. It can even be said to have created a miracle. It took only two months to surpass and defeat Jian meng'er. This result was enough to surprise and pride all the disciples of the sword Pavilion. These four elders were no exception, but at this moment, the four elders stood there, but the atmosphere was 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 it?" An elder asked in a low voice.

"Well." Hong Lao nodded slowly, his eyes condensed on the unparalleled back of the sword from beginning to end.

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

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

Hearing the words of sword soul awakening, the expressions of several sword Pavilion elders became extremely solemn and solemn.

But 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 of his mouth.

"This day, will change!"

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