Legend of Swordsman Chapter 1335: Qualification begins

"This time, the nine heavy heaven gods, including me, who participated in the qualifying battle, were not good at conscious attacks. Let ’s not talk about the strength and weakness of this sword unparalleled. His conscious attack can indeed give We can help a lot. "Long Hao said.

"So, Jian Wushuang ..." Qing Qing looked at Jian Wushuang, "You have been well prepared for these three months. Three months later, they will join Long Hao to participate in the ranks of the Heavenly Gods. Be sure to win that qualifying battle. "

"Yes." Jian Wushuang nodded.

"Jian Wushuang, you have also exchanged more information with me in the past three months. Thank you for your understanding. When you qualify, you will be more acquainted with each other." Long Hao laughed.

"Okay." Jian Wushuang did not refuse.

The final quota for the battle has been set, and the geniuses around have also dispersed.

As for Wu Wu, he can only leave Dong Ao in a dingy manner.

On the way back.

"Jiang Wushuang, you are really good enough, but you haven't revealed your true strength." Wu Cang looked at Jian Wushuang strangely.

"No need." Jian Wushuang shook his head, "I won't stay in the Feixue dojo all the time, it's just a passer-by. As long as I get what I want, I will leave, and in the process Among them, there is no need to be too public, even if it is in the qualifying battle, if I do not need to do it, I will not do it. "

"You're really low-key." Wu Cang smiled bitterly: "You can't do it now, but you have to do it in qualifying. After all, in terms of strength, I am a heavy heaven **** in this session Genius, compared to that world shrine, after all, it is still a long way off. If you don't take the shot, there will be little suspense in that battle. "

"Rest assured, I have a sense of size. When it's time to shoot, I will shoot." Jian Wushuangdao.

"That's good." Wu Cang didn't say more.

In the next three months, Jian Wushuang also honestly communicated with the talents who participated in the rankings, such as Long Hao, to understand each other's strength.

When someone finds him occasionally, he will not refuse, but he never has real strength.

He is very low-key and not public in the Feixue Dojo.

The reason for this is also for his own consideration. He is worried that if his talents are too amazing, the top of the Blizzard Dojo knows that he will use some means to find ways to keep him in the Blizzard Dojo, so he Try not to get too much attention.

Three months passed in the blink of an eye, and the 10,000-year qualifying battle finally kicked off.

Feixue Dojo and Jie Jingu are the two genius concentration camps recognized by the Feixue Kingdom. Naturally, the ranking battle between the two is also quite eye-catching.

On a huge and unrestrained performance martial arts field, countless strong people gather here.

In the realm of Feixue, some big forces and big families have sent strong men to watch this ranking battle.

On the stands directly above the Yanwu Stadium, two thrones stand side by side, and each sits on the throne.

The two of them, one of them is an old man in a red robe and red hair. The old man is bland, but not angry. From him, there is a violent atmosphere, he sits side by side. There, the feeling of giving the sword unparalleled is like a flame that can burn all the heaven and earth.

Another person, with exquisite short black hair and a cold face, his eyes faintly flashed with a black light, like a gem. He sat there as if he were a dark vortex, boundless and unfathomable.

"So terrible!"

"What a terrible two people."

Jian Wushuang stood in the crowd and couldn't help but look up at the two people, but couldn't help raising a hint of horror in his heart.

"The strength of these two people is far from being comparable to the **** of the world. It is no surprise that the two of them are above the **** of the world!" Jian Wushuang muttered.

"Indeed." The king of swords in Jian Wushuang also said, "Both of them have gone beyond the realm of the realm and reached a whole new level. That level is in the chaotic world of ancient times, even at the core. Among the top ten holy places for cultivation, they are already truly strong, but they are still not powerful. Compared with Luo Zhen and the founder of the stars, they are still far behind.

"Even if it is not powerful, it is a matter of breath to kill me." Jian Wushuang laughed at himself.

"Sword Warriors."

Wu Cang, standing next to Jian Wushuang, opened her mouth, pointed at the cold and stern man on the stand, and said, "That is the owner of the silent museum. Among the strong men I know, only he ever He went to the top ten cult holy places, and only he knew how to get there.

"Is he the owner of Silent Pavilion?" Jian Wushuang nodded secretly.

While in the stands, the owner of Silent Pavilion is talking casually with the fiery red-haired old man from Jie Jingu.

"Silver Pavilion owner, my shrine has left to win five qualifying battles. If you win this session again, there will be no need to conduct a qualifying battle in the future. It has no meaning at all, you Feixue dojo is no longer qualified to be an opponent of my shrine. "The red-haired old man said indifferently.

"Not qualified to be an opponent? You dare to say it!" The silence of the owner of the hall was cold. "This qualifying session, I flew the snow dojo and won."

"Looking at you, seems confident?" The red-haired old man laughed.

"Of course." The owner of Silent Pavilion looked confident.

"The last time you were so confident, but in the last three qualifying battles, you did not win even one in the Feixue Dojo, and this time ... haha!" The fiery red-haired old man smiled faintly, but in a word The irony is that individuals can hear it.

"Well, if my session at the Blizzard Dojo is unsuccessful, I will kill all the deacons of the Blizzard Dojo!" The owner of Silent Pavilion was as murderous as a rainbow, and then he glanced at the next Deacon Youth, Commanded: "Go, call me all the deacon in Feixue Dojo."

"Yes." The young man answered, and then conveyed the order.

"Jian Wushuang, the owner of the silent hall told us to pass, you also go to Long Hao, and get ready early." Wu Cang said.

"Okay." Jian Wushuang nodded slightly.

And soon, this high-profile ranking battle officially began.

Three qualifying battles, starting from the highlands of the realm. This first qualifying battle is played by the three heavenly gods.

Feixue Dojo and Jie Jingu each dispatched ten triple heaven gods to fight, and a total of twenty triple heaven gods soon came to the center of Yanwuchang.

There, there is a huge space wormhole.

"Get started!"

While the owner of the silent hall on the stand waved his hands, the three heavenly gods of the Feixue Dojo and Jiejingu immediately stepped into the space wormhole.