Chapter 1270： Feng Jian ten years

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Dao Dao Jian Mang seemed to be unable to hold on to the surrounding space barriers, but fortunately, this was set up by the Heavenly Powerhouse after all, and it was not that simple to destroy it.

Finally, in the void, the two figures separated directly.

"Who won?"

Because the strengths of the two are too close, and the cultivation base exceeds a lot of people, except for a few people, many people can't even see how the two played against each other.

At this moment, when the two sides were separated, they all became curious.

Looking closely, Conte's outfit was damaged in many places, and blood was flowing down the wound. Especially the wound on the left arm that extends directly to the shoulder is even more shocking!

On the other side, Qiu Yiren's temples are only slightly messy, without any damage.

"Conte lost?"

This scene made everyone around frown slightly.

Especially in the spirit sword pavilion, Bai Jian's eyes were lower, while the rest of the disciples were a little bit complicated.

"No! The two have not yet decided the winner!"

Suddenly, the old man Tianji spoke in a low voice, and everyone was stunned.

Then they discovered that although Conte was injured, his body's breath rose instead of falling!

At the same time, Qiu Yiren's breath also improved!

The sword intent of the two turned into substance! Condensed in the void!

"It seems that after this trick, who is the first person in the younger generation of kendo in the Southwest Star Territory, we must make a conclusion!"

There is Lingjian Pavilion on one side and Bishuixuan on the other. Logically speaking, Bishuixuan is stronger! But Lingjian Pavilion is a school that specializes in kendo.

Therefore, it is difficult for everyone to draw conclusions at this moment.

"Qiu Yiren! If this trick cannot defeat you, I will seal the sword for ten years, and I will challenge you again in ten years!"

Suddenly, in the void, Conte raised his head, two sharp sharp shots from his eyes.

Feng Jian for ten years!

Everyone took a deep breath! Obviously all heard Conte's belief!

If this battle is defeated, the sword will be sealed for ten years! Re-emergence and challenge again after ten years!

Perhaps many people don't know much about Conte, at best they know that this is a peerless evildoer on the top of the list. But at this time, including Li Ye, they all have a new understanding of him!

"This person is a generation of sword idiots! There is only a sword in his heart! Everything else is not in his heart."

Perhaps many people are very important to victory and defeat, and they are extremely persistent, but in Li Ye's view, Conti is not concerned about victory or defeat. What he has in his heart is just a pursuit of kendo!

Qiu Yiren didn't respond, but Li Ye felt that her seemingly fragile body had faintly exploded with a terrifying sword intent that almost suppressed Conte!

There is no gorgeous move, but then everyone saw that Conte opened his mouth and blood spurted out, his whole body bursting with strength, blood flowed!

But what is even more surprising is that this time, Qiu Yiren finally was not as calm as before, and a three-foot green front in his hand broke directly into two pieces.

"How does this count victory or defeat?"

A group of people were dumbfounded.

Although Conte seemed to be seriously injured, the Qiuyi's sword was broken!

Not to mention them, even if they are a lot of powerhouses in the semi-exalted realm, they are all embarrassed at the moment.

Who is the winner? From their perspective, this result is really difficult to judge.

Li Ye's gaze fell on Qiu Yiren's body.

Although Qiao Lian Hanshuang has always been like this, he can see with care that Qiu Yi's breathing has been disrupted at this time, and his face has become less pale.

However, under her always cold expression, it is difficult to be noticed.

"I lost, ten years later, I will challenge you again!"

When everyone couldn't judge, Conte suddenly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said loudly.

"Junior Brother Kong!"

"Junior Brother! No!"

"Junior brother! You are stupid! This is clearly you who won!"

A group of people in Lingjian Pavilion suddenly yelled, and they all couldn't understand why Conte suddenly gave in!

Including Qiu Yiren, they raised their heads slightly and glanced at him.

"To lose is to lose. Conte can afford to lose at this point!"

"Junior Brother!"

Suddenly, with a deep cold drink, everyone looked at it, and it was Bai Jian, the big disciple of Lingjian Pavilion. At this moment, his eyes were deep, faintly exuding a certain terrible light, only to hear him say, "This battle, the winner should be you! Her sword is broken!"

When everyone heard it, they nodded slightly.

"Qiu Xianzi's sword is broken. The so-called sword is there. Now, as a sword repairman, even if the sword is broken, he must be defeated! This can be seen compared to the seniors present."

Many people nodded subconsciously.

Bai Jian's words were reasonable, but he felt something wrong.

Li Ye's gaze fell on the sword in Conte's hand.

"Brother, I lost this battle! The reason Qiu Xianzi's sword was broken is that the one I was holding was the holy soldier taught to me by the master! It was not my own relationship."

Since even Conte himself said so, no matter how dissatisfied everyone in Lingjian Pavilion is, it is useless.

It just can be seen that the spirit sword pavilion is quite dissatisfied with Conte's stupid way!

Many people remembered Conte in this battle! Compared with the auras of the Spirit Sword Pavilion and the Sword Spirit Body in his body, everyone's opinion of him has obviously changed.

The ranking of everyone has not changed for the time being, but once again, it is someone's turn to make a choice!

It is to challenge upward, or to give up!

Everyone's eyes fell on the next person behind Conte.

In an instant, many people's eyes flashed slightly strangely.

Deadly scholar!

On the side of Wen Xinyuan, everyone's expressions solidified, and the expressions of Grandma Feng and others were even more complicated.

"Death scholar, this person is an outcast of Wen Xinyuan. If he can set foot in the top ten seats, he will undoubtedly slap Wen Xinyuan! Even if the challenge is unsuccessful, such a genius was actually taken directly by Wen Xinyuan. Turning it away can be considered a world strange talk!"

Suddenly, someone whispered and laughed. You know, many people have already inquired about the origin of the deadly scholar. After learning about the incident, many people even secretly laughed at Wen Xinyuan's lack of eye!

Without any doubt, the life-threatening scholar stepped forward, obviously preparing for a challenge.

And the goal he challenged, everyone had obviously expected.

It's just that everyone in Wenxinyuan's eyes are not so good!

"Tan Xin! The life-threatening scholar is going to challenge Tan Xin!"

"It is rumored that it was because of Fairy Tan that the life-threatening scholar was expelled from Wenxinyuan! Now, is it a shame?"

Looking at the choices of the deadly scholar, many people are quite interested, interested in what kind of mood the Wen Xinyuan people will be at this moment!

Had it not been for driving away the deadly scholars back then, now Wen Xinyuan even hopes that two disciples will enter the top ten seats!