Legend of the Swordking Chapter 1131: Show me the proof

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With less than ten strokes, Gu Rou was defeated and was completely suppressed by Lin Muzhao's Ancient Heavenly Wind Scripture, and could no longer forcefully support it, otherwise there would be a danger of being beheaded within twenty strokes.

So far, all eight places that have won the World Ceremony have been released, in order: cousin, Shang Zhuyue, me, Li Qingyin, descendant of the ancient temple, Tan Rang, Dongfang Qi, and Sister Mu Zhao. This result is for Tianxin The Empire and the two major academies are the best results, but the faces of the Linyuan Empire are extremely bad, the Guo Shi Mansion was wiped out and angrily gone, the Fire Feather Empire is only supported by Tan Rang from the Huo Ze Palace, if If the selection continues, he will definitely be eliminated in one round.

In the air, Gu Peng stood with his hands in his hands, and his body was surging with military spirits, and said: "Congratulations to the eight rookies who have won the World Ceremony, but the Upper Realm Ceremony is not over yet, and the strongest one needs to be determined. Next At the scene, Bu Xuanyin faces Shang Zhuyue."

The relationship between the cousin and the female sage is pretty good. They almost landed on the platform together. The Silver Phoenix War Spear and the Sharp Sword touched lightly, and then each retreated several feet to start a decisive battle.

Shang Zhuyuesheng is practicing swordsmanship and has a better understanding of the rules of swordsmanship than his cousin, but the cousin possesses the Holy Physique of the Fire Phoenix, who is directly sanctified in the flesh, plus the rules of flames, phoenix method, and heart-cutting techniques. Cultivation is already prosperous, and Shang Zhuyue is not easy to beat her cousin. After dozens of moves, the fight is inextricably difficult, and the cousin has faint signs of overwhelming.

The next game will be a showdown between me and Li Qingyin.

I thought about it, and passed the sound to Shangguan Ziyi: "Master."

"Well, Xiaoxuan? What's the matter?" She still looked at the direction of the battle platform with a calm expression.

I paused, and said, "Master, I want to abstain from the contest with Xiaoyan for a while."

"Why, don't you want to be the first person in the upper world ceremony?"

"Yes, but it is not necessary." I calmly said: "The difference between Xiaoyan and mine will not be too great. If I want to win her, I must use the epiphany's trump card, so that the world knows that I will lose For me, the most important thing is to be able to win a hundred years of luck for the upper realm in the world festival. As for who is the first, it doesn’t matter, it’s just the young people who fight for victory. That’s it."

Shangguan Ziyi's beautiful eyes smiled: "Xiaoxuan, if you can think about it this way, it means that your mood is indeed more mature, or you can abstain from voting. As the two hundred on your holy list, even if you abstain from voting, you will not Someone laughed."

"Good."

……

On the platform, the Phoenix Fire and the mighty kendo continue to collide. After nearly 500 moves, the winner is finally determined. Shang Zhuyue is sweaty, holding the sword, "Xuanyin, no need If I fight again, I surrender, the holy power is exhausted and I can't hold it..."

The cousin was also dressed in fragrant sweat, standing in the wind with grace and grace, and smiled: "I have given up, Zhuyue."

"You are welcome."

As a result, the cousin entered the semi-finals, and she pressed against Shang Zhuyue, who was regarded as the strongest high-ranking sword saint. You must know how special Shang Zhuyue’s identity is, the top ten female emperor Tianxin in history. It can be said that Gu Peng, who is not inferior to Gu Peng, who is the leader of the empire's ten marshals, is even victorious. His ability to defeat Shang Zhuyue is enough to prove how terrifying his cousin's current cultivation level is.

In the air, Gu Peng wore a battle armor, holding a soldier scroll and said: "Next game, Li Qingyin of Tianfeng Academy, face Bu Yixuan of Bailu Academy."

"Food, let's go to learn."

Li Qingyin raised his hand and tugged my sleeves and rushed to the battlefield. Then he let go of me. The beauty of her face was full of joy, and she whispered in a low voice: "We only use 50% of the strength to fight, and then How about the evolution of rock-paper-scissors to determine the outcome?"

I almost vomited blood. The dignified Heavenly Wind Saint actually wanted to talk to me rock-paper-scissors. This is nothing. Once it spreads out, many people will be shocked. This is not serious.

However, I had already made up my mind and turned to Gu Peng in the air and said: "Gu Shuai, I abstain and I am willing to give up."

"Huh?"

Gu Peng was surprised: "Are you sure."

"Well, just get the quota, I don't want to continue playing."

"Also, Li Qingyinsheng."

However, Li Qingyin bit her red lip, full of sword intent, and rushed in front of me. They were only a few inches apart, and they could even feel their breathing. She pouted her small mouth: "Why abstained?"

I smiled slightly: "My wife can't fight, it's up to family rules."

"But you...obviously have the ability to compete for the first person..." She frowned.

"It's okay."

I looked up at the sky, and said: "I am after the avenue between heaven and earth, the first person in a mere trivial area. Whoever wants this leader, mainly... I can't fight with you, I practice Some of his hole cards are reserved for Lin Qianyu, and there are some strong players from the world festival, do you understand?"

"Well, let's go, we have taken the battlefield."

"Good."

The two flew off the battle platform together, attracting the admiration of many younger monks. After all, being able to walk with the legendary first beauty in the upper realm is already a godsend, and a happy moment that can spend a lifetime in exchange for several breaths .

For my abstention, my cousin and Senior Sister Lin Muzhao didn't seem surprised, they just smiled, showing an expression of admiration, and even the cousin said: "That's right, you must be good to my wife."

Suddenly, Li Qingyin's face blushed, and Shangguan Nanfeng on the side coughed and said: "Qingyin, keep the Dao heart."

"Yes, Master..."

She still had Xiafei's cheeks, but she sat upright, and restored the dignity and charm of a sort of voiceless fairy.

The next battle, the descendant of the ancient temple, against the chief master of the Huoze Palace, Tan Rang.

Tan Rang is recognized as the number one powerhouse among the younger generation of the Fire Feather Empire. He has not met an opponent for decades, and his strength has been cultivated to the late mid-level Sword Sage, and he may break into the upper Sword Sage realm at any time. I have been to all kinds of opportunities and good fortune, combining heaven and earth, fortune in one, he is the proud child of heaven, so even if you encounter a person like the descendant of the ancient temple, it is not too much to give up, the brow is filled with a touch of arrogance, Said: "I heard that the Desolate Ancient Temple has been passed down in one line. Each generation has only one disciple, but it is extremely strong. Moreover, the Desolate Ancient Temple is carried by an ancient relic of the 3,000 worlds, is it true?" /

The descendant of the Desolate Ancient Temple smiled faintly: "Fight and fight, and ask so many what to do, why should I tell you?"

Tan Rang said coldly: "I'm just telling you that your ancient temple is in the same line, even if you are Tianjiao. Since ancient times, Tianjiao, who has not been baptized by the law of survival, is a Tianjiao? My Huoze Palace There are hundreds of thousands of disciples, how many Tianjiao are stepping on the bodies of others, and which one is not experienced in battle."

"What on earth do you want to say?" asked the descendant of the ancient temple.

Tan Rang frowned: "I want to say, put your high face away, in front of the Huoze Palace, the deserted ancient temple is nothing, and you are just a person who has lost his reputation." /

"Keng~~~"

The descendant of the ancient temple unsheathed the ancient sword, and said calmly: "Then you defeat me, prove it to me."

"Looking for death!"

Tan Rang shot, the two great arrogances rolled up an infinite situation.

However, unexpected results appeared. With only fifty moves, a blood arrow bloomed in the air, a thin hole appeared in Tan Rang’s neck, and the golden holy blood continued to splash. Fortunately, the ancient sage The rumored person in the palace made a decisive move, but only cut open the surface skin, otherwise this sword would be deadly.

Tan Rang retreats, clutching his injured neck, like a frightened beast. He is not willing to fail, but he is terrified. He has learned the horror of the cultivation base of the descendant of the ancient temple, enough to kill himself. .

"The descendants of the deserted ancient temple, win!"

Gu Peng continued to announce: "The next game, the Imperial Ministry of War will be Qidongfang, against Lin Muzhao of Bailu Academy!"

……

Finally, it was Senior Sister Mu Zhao’s turn to take action. The moment she stood up, I said: "Senior Sister."

"Huh, brother?"

"Dongfang Qi’s Twenty-Four Slashes are very powerful and continuous. Repeated exercises will be more powerful than once. Moreover, the power of the bloodline of the Dongfang family seems to stimulate the strongest potential, so it’s best not to follow Dongfang If you can fight for a long time, you can make a quick decision, otherwise it will be very bad for you."

"I know, thank you, brother."

Lin Muzhao's beautiful eyes are like water, and people can't help but see.

On the battlefield, Dongfang Qi looked solemn and extremely cautious. He was the only person in the Dongfang family who had won the world festival, and also carried all the expectations of the first family of the upper world. The more prominent he was, the more he inherited. The greater the chance of being in position, so even if you are against Senior Sister Mu Zhao, you will never be merciful.

"Why, does Fairy Mu Zhao still need Bu Yixuan to teach you how to fight?" Dongfang asked with a smile.

Lin Muzhao slowly landed on the platform, wearing white clothes to win the snow, like a female immortal in the mortal world, full of fairy rhyme, there is an unspeakable sense of dust, and the flawless face shows a calm look. Everyone was shrouded in radiance, and said: "The leader of the East has thought about it a lot, and the younger brother just asked me to hit it lightly, so as not to hurt the friendship between the Dongfang family and the Bailu Academy."

The corners of Dongfang's mouth twitched: "Then I really want to thank this guy..."

"Go ahead, the Eastern leader."

"Okay, Fairy Mu Zhao is careful!"

……

Dongfang Qi said to fight and fight, and suddenly sank, the stalwart figure disappeared out of thin air, but a ray of fierce light in the chaotic void rushed straight towards the senior sister, the long sword wrapped in the glory of the twenty-four cut. The vortex of sword intent surged towards Senior Sister Mu Zhao at a speed that was difficult for ordinary people to capture. The aura was extraordinary. For a time, the dark void was filled with dense trajectories of sword blades, making it difficult to distinguish which one is true and which one. is fake.

Twenty-four cuts in vertical and horizontal directions, a well-deserved reputation, after Dongfang Qi stepped into the realm of Juggernaut, the power is more powerful than before!

I can't help feeling a little nervous. Facing such Dongfang Qi, can Senior Sister Mu Zhao really resist it? But if you can't stop it, you have to stop it. She is the saint of Bailu Academy, the future successor, must be strong.