After breaking through the mysterious ice, everyone knew that a battle was inevitable.
Nowadays, hundreds of sword cultivators are divided into three camps.
The older generation of sword cultivators led by Jian Chi. There are more than a dozen people who are the eighth-level experts in opening the monument, and they are the most powerful.
There are twenty or thirty strong sword cultivators of the younger generation gathered together with Cao Jiujian, Jian Shu and others, and most of them have already reached the seventh or even eighth level of the Monument. But there are only a few people who understand the meaning of the sword.
The rest were hundreds of people who were probably just watching the excitement and hoping to pick up some bargains.
Being able to walk through the Sword Embryo Mountain Road also has a certain level of strength, but compared to the people in front of them, it is much inferior.
The three camps stood together faintly, with clear distinctions.
Ye Qinghuan was invited by Jianshu.
The reputation of being at the top of the Qingyun Trial Ranking is still very useful.
Jian Shu also wanted to invite Yu Zhi to join, but after entering the bottom of the lake, he never saw Yu Zhi again.
Bai Yu stood on one side, proud in his heart. He thought that with his reputation, someone from Jianshu or Cao Jiujian would definitely invite him.
Unfortunately, Bai Yu didn't see anyone coming after waiting for a long time.
This brings us to what Yu Zhi said on the Jiankei Mountain Road. How could the younger generation of strong men such as Cao Jiujian and others befriend Bai Yu again?
As for the ragtag group of hundreds of sword cultivators gathered together, Bai Yu disdained to be associated with them and rejected them early on.
Now Bai Yu has fallen into a situation where no one cares about him.
Three camps have been formed, but Bai Yu is standing alone.
The pride that came from nowhere made Bai Yu unable to hold back her face and take the initiative to show her kindness.
Bai Yu glanced at the crowd and thought: I alone can seize Po Qiong.
"Let's do it together!"
With that said, Cao Jiujian took the lead.
The sword box behind Cao Jiujian opened, and a flying sword flew out from it, carrying endless power and hitting Xuan Bing.
The sword book also circulates the true energy, holding a long sword and waving countless sword lights.
All three camps have taken action, and Xuan Bing is not a meteorite from the sky.
Within a few breaths, cracks appeared on the black ice.
The cracks spread towards the ice surface and also towards the inside of Xuan Bing.
The body of the Sky-Breaking Sword is originally made of extremely cold meteorite ice, and the cold air spreads out through the cracks in the black ice.
In an instant, countless ice spikes condensed in the lake water, like rime, but extremely hard.
Jian Chi felt the coldness of the broken sky and couldn't help but increase his strength.
"Hurry up and break the mysterious ice!"
Countless sword lights flickered at the bottom of the lake, and sword energy stirred up waves. The originally calm surface of Jianhu Lake set off huge waves that shot straight into the sky, and then poured down like rain.
The people in the square looked at the wind and waves of Jianhu Lake. They had their own methods and could easily see the situation at the bottom of the lake.
Xiang Jinghao frowned and said dissatisfied: "What's going on with Bai Yu? You're fighting alone. Do you still want to fight with a group of people?"
Regarding Bai Yu's lonely situation, Xiang Jinghao scolded Bai Yu for being stupid.
Mo Bufan, the purple-robed sword, was dressed in purple and didn't speak from the beginning.
At this time, Mo Bufan looked at Li Haomiao and asked: "Grandmaster Li, you are the master of swordsmanship. May I ask, who do you think will become the sword master of Breaking the Sky today?"
Li Haomiao remembered the odds in Jiangnan City's gambling house.
"Did you also bet money in the gambling house?"
Mo Bufan was stunned for a moment and laughed dumbly. "I'm just curious about what Grandmaster Li thinks of this sword capture."
Li Haomiao looked towards Jianhu and said casually: "Anyone can become the sword master. The sword has a spirit and will choose the most suitable master."
Seeing this, Mo Bufan said no more.
Guo Ji secretly asked Li Haomiao, "You borrowed 10,000 taels of silver from me a few days ago, did you use it to gamble?"
Li Haomiao smiled coquettishly and said, "It's a huge profit. When the time comes, I'll return it to you with interest."
Guo Ji said with a strange expression: "Aren't you afraid that if you lose the bet, you won't be able to pay back the ten thousand taels of silver?"
"How do you know I will lose?" Li Haomiao thought for a while and said with more conviction, "Lao Guo, just wait for the cashier. Although your Sword Making Mountain family has a great cause, the joy of winning money is completely different. "
Guo Ji thought for a moment. "Are you so convinced that Ye Qinghuan can become the master of the Sky-Breaking Sword?"
It is not difficult to guess who Li Haomiao will win.
From the moment Li Haomiao asked Guo Ji for the Jianlu token, Guo Ji already knew who the two tokens were for.
Now that Yu Zhi is dead, only Ye Qinghuan is left.
Li Haomiao remained silent and twitched the corner of his mouth slightly. He believed that Ye Qinghuan had the ability to seize the sword, and he believed that Yu Zhi would do whatever it took to help Ye Qinghuan.
On the other side of the square, Han Qing and Mo Bufan were also talking in low voices.
Mo Bufan is quite famous in the world, and with his purple clothes and sword, he has also made a name for himself.
However, Mo Bufan, like others, has been immersed in martial arts for many years and is still stuck at the peak of Kaibei Ninth Grade, unable to take the final step.
The goal of any practitioner is to become a tenth-level master who is out of reach.
Three hundred years ago, the sword master Zhou Ping chose to become a tower guard in order to see the scenery at the peak of martial arts, and he also spent three hundred years of loneliness.
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"His Royal Highness King Chu really said that?"
After listening to Mo Bufan's words, Han Qing's heart sank, but his eyes were filled with longing.
When Mo Bufan came to Jiangnan City, the King of Chu invited him into the palace.
In today's world, troubled times will arise.
King Xiang Ji of Chu pointed his sword at Kyoto, intending to take advantage of the chaos.
Everyone knows this mentality.
Now Xiang Ji is winning over powerful people in the world, promising huge profits.
Mo Bufan was one of the strong men attracted by Xiang Yu.
"Brother Han, His Highness the King of Chu has said that as long as your Lingxiao sect can serve the King of Chu. From now on when the King of Chu rules the world, the Lingxiao sect will become the number one sect in Shiwandashan."
Such temptation made Han Qing's heart flutter.
Mo Bufan continued: "When the time comes, Brother Han will also share in the opportunities in Gutian Tower."
The prestige of the sect and the temptation of becoming a tenth-grade grandmaster are both things that Han Qing dreams of.
Han Qing's eyes flickered, and after a few breaths, Han Qing said: "After the incident at Zhujian Mountain, I followed Brother Mo to Jiangnan City to pay a visit to His Highness the King of Chu. Our Lingxiao faction is willing to follow His Highness the King of Chu."
Mo Bufan smiled in his heart. "That's very good. From now on, you and I, brothers, need to take more care of you."
Mo Bufan is Xiang Ji's lobbyist, and he has come into contact with many powerful people in the world. If we can win them over one by one, changing dynasties will be easy.
At the same time, a torrent suddenly erupted from Jianhu Lake and rushed into the sky.
Countless water droplets condensed into ice in mid-air, forming a huge icicle that seemed to be able to hold up the world.
The entire Jian Lake was frozen, and the sword cultivators at the bottom of the lake also appeared on the lake one by one.
There are also many people who follow the icicles soaring into the sky.
Broken Dome is also on the icicle.
At the moment when the mysterious ice shattered, countless cold air burst out from the broken sky, enough to freeze the soul.
The entire Jianhu Lake was frozen by the breaking cold air, which was even colder than the severe winter.
Jian Chi blasted out a sword, forcing Cao Jiujian and Jianshu to repel them. Jian Chi took the opportunity to step forward and grab Po Qiong.
The icy cold air instantly poured into Jian Chi's body along his arms.
The cold air froze Jian Chi's meridians and blood, and then Jian Chi's entire body turned into a human-shaped ice sculpture.
Seeing this, there were still people who were not afraid of death and rushed forward.
Sisters Zhu Qing and Zhu Lan combined their swords and connected with each other to lift the broken sky from the hands of Jian Chi.
Bai Yu held a sword and charged out from the side, forcing the two of them to stop.
The broken dome fell, and although it had not yet opened its front, it still pierced straight into the icicle.
Jianshu shouted: "Seize the sword first, and no one will get it if everyone fights."
Everyone nodded. Cao Jiujian slapped the sword box, and nine flying swords behind him came out, suspended in the air, pointing at the sword cultivators from the Sword Chi camp.
"Old guys, it's better to leave the breaking of the sky to us young people."
Cao Jiujian sounded like an old guy, very arrogant. Even though the opponent's cultivation level was higher than his, Cao Jiujian was not afraid.
"Half of your body is buried in the ground, why are you here to grab the sword?"
Cao Jiujian controls nine flying swords and fights with his senior swordsman.
It can be described as arrogant.
Opening the book of swords, one page showed a sword energy, which turned into a sword formation and assisted Cao Jiujian from the side.
Others in this camp also restrained the older generation of sword cultivators, leaving only two sisters, Zhu Qing and Zhu Lan, to seize the sword.
The remaining camp consisting of hundreds of sword cultivators has been waiting and watching.
Although they are numerous, they are no match for any party.
Just when someone suggested taking advantage of the chaos to take the sword, Yu Zhi, who was among them, said: "Everyone, think about it. If we get the broken sky now, they will definitely shake hands and make peace, and join forces to defeat us. Kicked out first.”
When everyone heard this, they felt that it made sense.
"What should we do now? How about waiting until they both lose?"
"Yes, yes, wait until they both lose."
"That's very good."
Hundreds of people were talking about it.
Yu Zhi said again: "How long should we wait? If they fight for several days and nights, should we still wait for several days and nights?"
A rabble is a rabble, and they can't make up their minds at the moment.
Yu Zhi paused and said: "In my opinion, let's help whoever is going to lose. But we don't really help. We just let them keep fighting. When their energy is exhausted, this is our chance."
Yu Zhi's idea was quickly recognized by everyone.
"Yes, that makes sense."
"That's what we do."
So under Yu Zhi's arrangement, nearly a hundred people rushed forward.
Now that Jian Chi's side was suppressed, everyone helped Jian Chi's camp resist Cao Jiujian and others.
Although these people's combat power is not top-notch, they are better than others. The momentum of nearly a hundred people charging to kill made Cao Jiujian startled.
Yu Zhi hid aside and ordered: "When it's almost time, let people withdraw. Let's wait and see, and then another group of people will come on."
"By the way, don't let them stop on both sides. Let them tire themselves out, and then we will have a chance."
Yu Zhi looked at Bai Yu again and said, "Send some people to beat him."
"Why? He's alone."
"I don't think he looks like a good person."
Everyone was confused, but they still did it.
Because in just a cup of tea, the Jianchi camp and Cao Jiujian and the others had a fierce fight. Even Zhu Qing and Zhu Lan, who had seized the sword, were forced to join the battlefield.
Both sides were so stunned that they had no time to pay attention to the broken sky.
At this moment, it seemed that the two sides were not here to seize the sword, but purely for personal and old grudges.
"Boss, what should we do next?"
Yu Zhi became the leader of this group of people.
"What should we do? Just wait. There are so many people fighting for one sword and we can't separate ourselves. We have to get some benefits for our brothers."
Facing everyone's doubtful glances, Yu Zhi showed a wicked smile.
