Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 1863: Rusty Sword
On the ring, Ling Xian stood with his hands behind his hands, with no aura, just like a mortal.
"Are you going to challenge me?" The white-clothed man spoke lightly, with swords and flowers in his arms, his chill was pressing.
Ling Xian looked calm, and said lightly: "I am very interested in the quenched sword stone."
When the voice fell, everyone was startled, then smiled.
Nine percent of the people are coming to the quenching stone, but most people don't dare to speak out.
The reason is because of fear of embarrassment.
Only one hundred consecutive victories can get the Sword Tempering Stone. This is not a simple matter.
As a result, everyone laughed, and most people felt that Ling Xian would be ashamed.
"I am also very interested in tempered sword stones."
The white-clothed man looked indifferent, San Chi Qingfeng pointed at Ling Xian from the distance. Although he was not vigorous, he was chilly.
"Come on, no one can stop my ten-game winning streak."
Hearing this, Ling Xian smiled, then looked at the old man behind the white-clothed man, and said, "Can you lend me a sword?"
"Of course you can, but you have to hand in fifty thousand spirit stones first. This is the rule of fighting." The old man laughed.
He created the ring to earn spirit stones, not selfless dedication. If he didn't ask for spirit stones, then he would have gone bankrupt.
"Here you are." Ling Xian smiled, waved and threw out fifty thousand spiritual stones.
At this price, it is undoubtedly quite a bargain to get the Qizhen Sword Tempering Stone. Of course, the premise is that he can win a hundred games in a row.
"I only have the most common iron sword here, so let's use it."
As the old man took the spirit stone, he threw out a most common iron sword with rust stains on it.
This made everyone shook their heads and laughed. Although the sword of the man in white is not a good sword, it is countless times stronger than the iron sword.
It's not an exaggeration to say that the iron sword will break with just a light touch. How to fight this?
"Enough."
Ling Xian smiled lightly, still calm and calm.
This is indeed the most common iron sword, but it also depends on the user. In the hands of ordinary people, this sword is like scrap iron, and it is not necessarily in his hands.
"Forced to be calm."
The white-clothed man glanced at Ling Xian faintly, and said, "Go down, remember, don't be embarrassed again."
When the voice fell, his figure moved instantly, and a sword pierced out.
There is no momentum, and no light, but this sword is as fast as the wind, and it is too fast to cover your ears.
However, in Ling Xian's eyes, this sword was like a turtle speed.
He just waved it at random and blocked the sword of the man in white.
This surprised everyone a little, and when they saw that Ling Xian's iron sword was not broken, they were even more surprised.
"You can stop me with a sword, you are not bad, but can you stop the second sword?"
The white-clothed man's eyes are cold, and the green peaks break through the sky, fast and delicate.
However, it was still blocked by Ling Xian, and the iron sword in his hand was still not broken.
"Under what circumstances, I am not surprised to block this person with two moves. I don't have the ability and dare not come up, but why didn't his iron sword break?"
"Don't talk about chipping, there isn't even a trace of cracks, it's so weird."
"Could it be said that this sword contains the universe, it seems to be the most common iron sword, but it is actually a treasure?"
"Impossible. Shopkeeper Li is an expert. If it is really a sword, he can't go away."
There was a lot of discussion, and they were quite surprised.
The same is true for the man in white, and at the same time, he is a bit angry.
The sword in his hand was countless times stronger than Lingxian's iron sword. It should have been broken with one move, but the two swords failed to make it split, which made him feel very shameless.
At the moment, the man sneered: "I don't believe it, you can block my third sword!"
The voice fell to the ground, and the fast sword cut through the sky, faster and more fierce than the previous two swords, reaching the speed of sound faintly.
But in Ling Xian's eyes, it still seemed very slow.
So, he blocked it again, and the iron sword was intact, not even a trace of cracks.
This made everyone stunned, especially the man in white, who was stunned.
He looked at the undamaged iron sword, and then at his three-foot green mountain, his handsome face gradually turned red.
Three strokes, all three strokes failed to break the iron sword, this is undoubtedly a very embarrassing thing.
"Damn, I don't believe it, you can survive the fourth sword!"
The white-clothed man went crazy, slashing with his sword, sinking vigorously.
However, the result is no different from before.
Ling Xian's expression is still calm, and Iron Sword is still intact.
"I don't believe it, you can block my fifth..." The man ran away, but was interrupted by Ling Xian before he could finish his words.
"Similar words, you have said three times, do you want to insult yourself?"
Ling Xian's expression was calm, and the iron sword pierced slowly. It had nothing to do with swiftness and no destiny for subtlety.
But in an instant, the sword of the man in white shattered.
At the same time, he pierced an inch into the man's shoulder, dyed a red and white shirt with a little blood.
This shocked everyone present, and their eyes were about to stare out.
It's nothing more than defeating a man who has won nine consecutive victories with one sword. It is incredible to break the man's sword with a rusty iron sword.
"It's a lie, his sword is rusty, how could it break a good sword?"
"I thought that his iron sword kept going on, it's already incredible, but I didn't expect it to be even more incredible."
"How did he defeat a man who had won nine consecutive victories with one sword and shatter the sword with an iron sword?"
There was a lot of discussion and confusion, but only a few people guessed something.
"Tell me how you did it."
The man stared at Ling Xian fiercely, with anger, unwillingness, and bitterness.
"I did it in a daze." Ling Xian smiled faintly, not that he didn't want to say, but couldn't.
If he had said it, it would be difficult for a challenger to appear, and it would be impossible to win a hundred consecutive victories.
"Finally, you don't want to say, I don't force it."
The man is bitter, his eyes dimmed a bit.
After nine consecutive victories have been ended, how can you not be defeated even if you lose so badly?
"I don't know the heights of the sky and the earth is thick, and I am insulting myself."
The man smiled bitterly, then turned and stepped down, but did not leave.
He wanted an answer and wanted to see if Ling Xian could win a hundred in a row.
"Does anyone want to challenge me?" Ling Xian smiled lightly and looked down the ring.
"I would like to see if you can block my heavy sword with a rusty sword."
A **** man spoke. The moment he stepped onto the stage, the black iron epee hit the ring, causing the ring to sway a few times.
It can be seen how heavy this sword is.
"This sword is not bad ~ IndoMTL.com~ is better than a man's sword, and it is as heavy as a mountain. His iron sword will definitely not be able to stop it."
"If this can be blocked, it would be incredible. It is simply against common sense."
"Don't worry, maybe he can defeat this person, but his iron sword will definitely break."
Everyone's babbled discussions are all expressing expectations.
"My sword, you can't cut it."
Ling Xian's expression was calm, embroidered sword pointed at the big man in black, no matter how you look at it, it was a bit funny.
"I want to use this broken sword to block me, foolish dreams!"
The big man in black sneered, his epee pierced through the air, not only surpassing the speed of sound, but also heavy and scary, like a mountain crashing down.
In this regard, Ling Xian still looks as usual, unmoved.
He fought with a rust sword, shaking the ring and everyone's hearts.