Chapter 1191： Sword Spirit

Li Ye!

Conte’s pupils shrank sharply! He did not expect that after his warning just now, the dark horse of the so-called Qianlong Conference would have the courage to fight with him!

It is true that Li Ye has defeated many so-called geniuses along the way, and there are many famous ones.

People such as Ouyang Hua, Leng Qiong, Skyscraper and others! Any one of them can be said to be listed as a monster capable of impacting the top 100 in this Qianlong Conference!

But he Conte! Definitely not those few people can compare!

Who is he?

Lingjian Pavilion Iron Sword old man closed his disciple! Lingjian Pavilion has been the only disciple who allowed Old Iron Sword to surrender the inherited Iron Sword for a hundred years!

From the day Conte appeared, everyone in the spirit sword pavilion knew that there was no suspense for the next spirit sword pavilion master, and no one could compete with Conte! Including the former disciples of Old Man Iron Sword!

At this time, in the outside world, some people saw Conte, the demon of the heavenly ranking list, entering the temple.

Among them, the people in Lingjian Pavilion are particularly nervous.

"It was Conte from Lingjian Pavilion just now? This person is the heart of Old Iron Sword Ghost. I heard that Old Iron Sword even gave his precious Iron Sword to this kid. It shows how much he values ​​this descendant!"

"Yeah, Old Ghost Tiejian is famously stingy, and the same is true for his own disciples. Remember that Old Ghost Tiejian's big disciples are already half-level peak powerhouses, but for so many years, they still haven't obtained The Old Ghost’s approval."

After all, it is the evildoer of Tianbang, so everyone has a trace of heat in their eyes!

But among them, a voice suddenly appeared.

"Before Conte, there seemed to be a kid who stepped into the temple first?"

"It seems to be the case, I didn't look closely."

"It's that Li Ye!"

"Li Ye? That dark horse?"

Everyone looked at each other with weird looks.

For Li Ye, more and more people are now aware of, but most people's mentality is still not enough for this so-called dark horse.

"Interesting, the enchantment of the sky list, the descendants of the Lingjian Pavilion against the dark horse of the Qianlong Conference, but unfortunately, the temple cannot be entered with the gods, otherwise you can watch the confrontation between the two.

I don't know who laughed in a low voice.

"What a dark horse, but just a little better luck. Now it seems that luck is running out. It's okay to meet other people, but I met Conte, the enchanting evildoer. Isn't this looking for death?"

"Remember that the temple can only enter two people at the same time, and will not let go until the things are obtained. Now, there are only two of them in the temple. See who finally walks out alive."

No matter what other people talk about, except for a few people who have a close relationship with Li Ye, most people seem to be not optimistic about Li Ye being able to live out of Conte.

Of course, there was no expression on the face of Lingjian Pavilion. worry? It doesn't seem to be.

"Big Brother, you said that Junior Brother can get out of the temple..."

Among the people in Lingjian Pavilion, it was not any elder in Lingjian Pavilion who led the team this time, but a middle-aged man.

This person may not be impressed by ordinary people, but anyone who knows him dare not look down!

White sword!

The first disciple of the old man in Lingjian Pavilion Iron Sword! A peerless genius who entered the half-sovereign state before forty years old!

It can be said that before Conte appeared, Bai Jian was the undisputed first person in Lingjian Pavilion. No one can compare with him, including the other disciples of Old Iron Sword beside him at the moment.

Look carefully, these people, the weakest in cultivation, are at least above the Datongtian realm, just standing with Bai Jian, it seems a little out of class.

"If he can't solve even a dark horse, he won't be eligible to inherit the Spirit Sword Pavilion!"

Everyone looked a little embarrassed. After all, Conte and Bai Jian had a long history of disputes about the descendants of the Lingjian Pavilion. This is an open secret.

In fact, several juniors really admire the big brother Bai Jian, who came from the bottom, worshipped into the spirit sword pavilion, and achieved his current cultivation level and status with the efforts of ten or even a hundred times surpassing ordinary people.

However, a Conte appeared!

The so-called Ji Shengyu He Shengliang may well describe the encounter between the two.

"Little Junior Brother is a sword spirit that has been rare in thousands of years, and it is understandable for Master to attach such importance to it."

Sword spirit body!

Only a handful of people in the Lingjian Pavilion would know this secret. After all, the strength of the bloodline is very important in this world. In addition, what kind of physique bloodline greatly affects a person's future martial arts height.

The so-called innate spirit body bloodline is a general summary.

Jiangnan Road has a vague positioning because of its low level of martial arts, but it is different in the Southwest Star Region.

Sword spirit body! It is a kind of innate spirit blood! This kind of blood is the most suitable physique for practicing kendo!

Bai Jian's expression sank. Of course he understood this truth. For so many years, Master has always valued him very much because of the addition of a sword spirit! But he is not!

Even Bai Jian's bloodline strength can only be considered average!

"Conte, if you can't even enter the top ten of the Qianlong Conference, then you are not qualified to fight with me!"

One last glance, Bai Jian closed his eyes.

He also participated in the Qianlong Conference ten years ago! Finally ranked nineteenth! Therefore, he would have that kind of thought. If Conte is not as good as him and cannot break his record, then he will not be thinking about the love of the old Iron Sword's adoption at that time, and competing for the heir!

In the temple, a figure is stepping on a peculiar step, seemingly chaotic, but it seems to have a certain pattern.

Gossip step!

From the beginning, Li Ye was not taken seriously by Conte's threats.

Conte wants to get the swordsmanship here, and he does the same!

At the moment Conte's first failed attempt and stepped back, Li Ye moved!

As soon as he entered the killing formation made up of countless sword auras, Li Ye understood why even Conte's enchanting ranking list had failed and gave up halfway.

The chaos seemed to be the wandering sword aura, as if he had his own spirituality, and he woke up from his deep sleep as soon as he stepped into the range.

In an instant, Li Ye seemed to see a tragic ancient battlefield, blood and flame intertwined.

Amidst that, a stalwart man holding a great sword, facing the thousands of troops and horses without fear, with a bloodthirsty sneer on his face.

"kill!"

boom!

The sky full of sword shadows, but finally gathered together, forming a terrifying huge sword light!

As soon as the picture turned, Li Ye realized that he had to face that shocking sword light!

If you change someone else, you will surely lose your soul!

"set!"

For an instant, the surrounding time seemed to have been affected to the level of almost stillness, but even so, the sword light turned out to be just a little slow, without any hindrance.

"So strong!"