The competition for a century-old sword has always been full of tricks.
What's more important is who gets the recognition of the Hundred Years Sword.
Even if all opponents are eliminated, it is still in vain if it is not recognized by the Hundred Years Sword.
In the end, the Hundred Years Sword would rather stay in Zhujian Mountain than recognize a sword master casually.
Jianhu Lake is very large, and the lake surface has been frozen and will not melt for a while. Amid the chaos and chaos everywhere, Yu Zhi was the most comfortable one.
Yu Zhi has a group of younger brothers, most of whom are around the sixth level of breaking armor, and there are also some strong men who are at the seventh level of opening monument.
Ye Qinghuan was in the battlefield and did not use all his strength. Yu Zhizhi had already sent a message secretly, asking Ye Qinghuan to cooperate with him.
Cao Jiujian's nine flying swords are as if they are in an uninhabited area, even if they are facing sword idiots, they are still capable of fighting.
The sword book controls the overall situation, and the pages fly around, turning into invisible sword energy, wandering in the air.
The zhenqi collided and burst into bursts of huge sounds, like landslides and tsunamis.
After a battle, everyone was stained. This is a real sword fight, not a child's play, and no one holds back.
Some people also died on the cold lake.
The warm blood is not enough to melt the ice. Instead, the cold air on the lake will gradually freeze these corpses.
Guo Ji and Tong Qingshan looked at the chaos on Jian Lake and couldn't help but sigh in their hearts: "Zhujian Mountain has never been so lively."
In just one stick of incense, everyone was already in high spirits during the fierce battle.
However, there were also many fewer people on the battlefield.
Either he died in the sword light, or he voluntarily withdrew from the battlefield and no longer fought for the broken sky.
Compared with a century-old sword, life is more important.
Bai Yu was chased by people ordered by Yu Zhi and fled all the way. He led his pursuers in front of Cao Jiujian, Jian Shu and others, hoping to divert trouble to the east.
Unexpectedly, Cao Jiujian gave up contending with Jian Chi and directly used his sword to kill Bai Yu.
"Crazy. Why does Cao Jiujian keep chasing me!" Bai Yu didn't understand, but judging from the momentum coming from behind, Cao Jiujian definitely didn't hold back.
The melee on Jianhu Lake made people in the square a little frightened.
No one cares about the one-hundred-year-old sword that breaks the sky, but these sword cultivators are fighting harder than the last.
At this moment, a figure appeared on the icicle and grasped the broken sky.
The snow-like white light bloomed, and an extremely cold sword intent rippled through the sky, making everyone feel like there was a sword on their throats, their scalps were numb, and their backs were cold.
Xiao Jun'er exclaimed and was blown away by the Qiong-breaking Sword Intent.
"Princess!" Nanny Lin hurriedly flew forward and caught Xiao Jun'er who was knocked back.
Xiao Jun'er and the other three have never joined the battlefield and have been waiting for an opportunity to seize the broken sky.
If possible, Xiao Jun'er doesn't want to take action personally. But the Hundred Years Sword would not have surrendered to others if the sword cultivator had not won recognition by himself.
Therefore, Xiao Jun'er can only do this by himself.
Nanny Lin and Shi San couldn't do it if they wanted to. Their only role was to protect Xiao Jun'er.
Xiao Jun'er felt a cold air flowing along the meridians on her palms.
Even her Qi couldn't resist it.
"Mommy, the cold air in the broken sky is too shocking." Xiao Jun'er looked at the frost in the palm of his hand.
Nanny Lin poured her true energy into Xiao Jun'er's body to calm down the cold air.
"Princess, the Hundred Years Sword of Jianlu has spirituality, which is different from those ordinary swords. Only if the Princess is personally recognized by the Hundred Years Sword, can she master the Hundred Years Sword, become a sword master, and reach the pinnacle of martial arts. .”
King Qingcheng's expectations for Xiao Jun'er are not martial arts.
But Xiao Jun'er wanted to become a strong martial artist, and King Qingcheng responded to his only granddaughter's requests.
There are all kinds of martial arts techniques.
Famous teachers and experts also live permanently in Qingcheng Prince's Mansion.
Xiao Jun'er can only do the breaking of the sky at the moment personally.
Xiao Jun'er looked at the broken dome in the sky, feeling high in fighting spirit.
"There is nothing that this princess cannot get!"
At this time, everyone's eyes were focused on Broken Dome.
boom!
A sound exploded.
Cao Jiujian left an afterimage in the air and flew towards Broken Qiong.
Just like Xiao Jun'er, the moment he held Po Qiong, the biting cold air and Po Qiong sword intent invaded his limbs and bones, and a burst of frost condensed all over his body.
Cao Jiujian didn't let go, he just held Po Qiong.
The sword intention belonging to Cao Jiujian also burst out, competing with the sword intention of breaking the sky.
"Fighting Sword Intent!"
Cao Jiujian's way of swordsmanship is all about fighting. Fighting is the way to nourish your sword. If you don't submit, I will beat you until you do.
"It doesn't matter what a century-old sword you are, if you refuse to recognize me as your master, I will destroy your sword intention."
There was more and more condensation on Cao Jiujian's body, spreading from his eyebrows to his long hair.
The golden sword light represents the fighting sword intention of Cao Jiujian, while the white sword light represents the sword intention of breaking the sky.
The two are intertwined and entangled with each other, killing each other and making it difficult to distinguish between them.
Everyone looked at this scene without taking any action. Cao Jiujian is trying to suppress it with his own sword power and make Po Qiong recognize his master.
This is one way.
It's not yet time for Cao Jiujian to succeed.
Xiang Jinghao looked at this scene and asked: "If Cao Jiujian's sword intention really suppressed Po Qiong, then must he be the master of Po Qiong sword?"
Hearing this, Xiang Yan shook his head and said, "It's just a possibility. The sword power is superior, but it may not be able to make the century-old sword surrender."
Xiang Jinghao asked again: "If you were to seize the sword, what method would you use?"
Xiang Yan was silent for a while, looking at the broken dome on the icicles, thinking seriously.
Seeing Xiang Jinghao's confusion, Mo Bufan on the side said kindly: "Recognizing one's master by shedding blood and concluding a contract are common methods. These can be effective on ordinary things. Jianlu's century-old sword has spiritual wisdom, and it is forged. Then the Sword Intent was born, which is the evolution of the Great Way of Heaven and Earth."
"Therefore, the method is not important. What is important is how to use the sword's intention for your own use."
Xiang Jinghao nodded in understanding.
He doesn't practice swordsmanship, nor is he talented in martial arts.
In Xiang Jinghao's view, the so-called martial arts experts are nothing more than weapons under the imperial power.
Acquire literary and martial arts and sell them to the emperor's family.
Standing at the pinnacle of power, why worry about not having a strong person serving for him?
Xiang Jinghao secretly transmitted messages and told Bai Yu everything Mo Bufan said just now.
At this time, Jian Chi sneered and said, "This kid is about to die."
Cao Jiujian's eyes were closed tightly, and his body was covered with a layer of ice. Cold air came out of his mouth and nose, and his body shivered involuntarily.
The golden sword light dimmed in a few breaths.
Immediately, Po Qiong flew out from Cao Jiujian's hand.
No one cared about what happened to Cao Jiujian. Dozens of figures swarmed up and fought for Breaking the Sky at the same time.
Cao Jiujian's method is a good one.
The failure of Cao Jiujian can only be attributed to Cao Jiujian's insufficient cultivation.
This time, Broken Qiong was suspended in the air without anyone touching it.
Buzz!
Po Qiong groaned softly, and the white sword light spread out in circles like ripples on the lake, covering everyone's body.
Those bright white sword lights stagnated everyone's true energy and froze everyone's bodies, making them stay in place and unable to move.
All sword cultivators, regardless of their original realm, cannot break free from the shackles of Po Qiong.
"Damn, what is this?"
"How could this happen? It feels like all my energy is gone."
"..."
Faced with the sudden change, everyone began to panic.
Tong Qingshan reminded: "The trial of breaking the sky has begun."
The sword master's choice depends entirely on Po Qiong's will.
After everyone heard this, they all knew in their hearts that if they could resist Po Qiong's sword intent, they might become the master of Po Qiong Sword.
Li Haomiao took a few glances and said, "Cao Jiujian inspired Po Qiong's fighting spirit, and it would be interesting to use his sword spirit to choose his master."
Li Haomiao found Ye Qinghuan's figure. He knew Ye Qinghuan. If it was a duel with swordsmanship, Ye Qinghuan would have a great chance of winning.
Immediately, Li Haomiao had a little doubt in his eyes.
"Strange, where did this guy Xiao Yu'er go?"
Yu Zhi was not in Jianhu Lake. When Poqiong unfolded his sword intention, he used Instant Star and left Jianhu Lake invisibly.
All the sword cultivators are facing the test of the Sky-Breaking Sword Intent.
The sword cultivator who had never understood the sword's intention simply couldn't withstand the sword's intention of breaking the sky. After his true energy was exhausted, he kept withdrawing from Jianhu Lake.
This also means that they lose the qualification to seize the broken sky.
There are still many people left on the icicles, surrounding the Broken Dome suspended in mid-air.
The closer you get to Po Qiong, the more you can feel the pressure of Po Qiong's sword intent.
Each of them let go of their sword intent to resist the pressure of Shao Qiong.
But a pure sword duel has nothing to do with the realm of martial arts. Even the older generation of sword cultivators such as Jian Chi who have entered the ninth level of Kaibi will find it difficult to win.
Jian Chi and others also understand that controlling Po Qiong with martial arts true energy can only control Po Qiong for a moment, but will never gain Po Qiong's approval.
Therefore, no matter who it is, they can only resist with their own sword intent.
Ye Qinghuan's Frost-Destroying Sword Intent also released strands of cold air to resist the Sky-Breaking Sword Intent. But for a moment, the cold energy of the Sky-breaking Sword Intention was even stronger, and a layer of frost formed all over Ye Qinghuan's body.
Everyone else is the same.
The two sisters, Zhu Qing and Zhu Lan, worked together to support the sword. An ancient book was suspended in front of Jianshu, emitting light blue halos to stop the Sky-Breaking Sword Intent.
Everyone has their own means.
Bai Yu was far away, and the sword intent he felt was a little less.
The cutting light in his hand trembled, ready to take out the sheath and fight against the broken sky.
Caiguang is the companion sword of the Hundred Years Sword, and never yields to these Hundred Years Sword. From the moment it was cast into the world, it carried an unyielding will.
Forged in the same furnace, why is it that only one sword is respected and chased by the world?
Not willing to give in, how unwilling to give in!
Bai Yu felt Cai Guang's emotions and felt the same.
He is also one of the top candidates in Qingyun Examination, so why should he be ranked below Ye Qinghuan.
Those famous reputations always belong to Ye Qinghuan, and the remaining praise is reserved for himself.
Why, why exactly?
In an instant, the white jade burst out with a powerful sword intention, the wind and clouds surged, and the unwilling will turned into a sharp sword, cutting through the air.
A stream of sword light circulated around Bai Yu's body.
"Get away, all of you, get out of here!"
A sword cultivator standing in front of Bai Yu was instantly penetrated by sword energy through his chest. A stream of blood fell on the ice, condensing into blood-red beads.
Bai Yu approached, once again breaking the calm battle situation.
There is the sword intention of breaking the sky in front, and the threat of white jade behind.
Some sword cultivators knew they couldn't resist, so they left Jianhu Lake in time.
But some people were angry at Bai Yu's sudden outburst and turned around to fight with him.
"Since I can't break the sky, you guys can't even think about it!"
