Countless people followed the sound and looked over.
The person who spoke out was none other than Jian Zhanxian.
Apparently, even the Sword Slayer Immortal didn't believe that Chu Fengmian was really qualified for the twelfth level of the Chosen Stone.
A wooden totem as tall as a person flew directly from the hand of Jian Zhanxian, turned into a ray of light and suddenly flew over, landing in front of Chu Fengmian and Cang Yao.
Sword totem!
At first glance, this wooden totem only has some ancient lines.
The swordsmanship recorded in this swordsmanship totem is so obscure that even most swordsmen would find it difficult to comprehend even a fraction of it.
At least a sword cultivator who has reached the emperor level is qualified to learn a thing or two from this sword totem.
There used to be three sword totems in the hands of the master of swordsmanship, but with the death of the master of swordsmanship, they probably all fell into the hands of Tianjian Sect.
For Chu Fengmian, if he wants to master swordsmanship, swordsmanship totem is the best choice.
By betting his life with Cang Yao, Chu Fengmian just wanted to make him pay the price for his arrogance.
Since it was Cang Yao who wanted to repent, Chu Fengmian didn't mind letting the Tianjian Sect pay a higher price.
"Oh? The nineteenth one? It's just so-so, but it's also a sword totem."
Chu Fengmian glanced at it and could tell that this sword totem was the smallest of the nineteen sword totems.
It is also the one with the least records of swordsmanship.
But it was enough for the current Chu Fengmian.
"Boy, I'll make a bet with you. If you can't hit the twelfth level of the Chosen Stone, then I'm going to kill you!"
Cang Yao looked at Chu Fengmian and roared ferociously.
It was a coincidence that Chu Fengmian was able to hit the twelfth level of the Chosen Stone by chance.
He also didn't believe that Chu Fengmian could succeed again.
"Then watch carefully."
A slight smile appeared on Chu Fengmian's lips.
He slowly walked to another chosen stone next to him, and a burst of spiritual power was injected into it.
All the eyes in the ancient arena were fixed on Chu Fengmian, and they were extremely quiet.
They couldn't believe that Chu Fengmian could really light up the 12th floor of the Chosen Stone.
But the scene just now still stimulated their expressions.
Everyone's eyes fell on the Chosen Stone in front of Chu Fengmian, and they waited nervously.
This Heavenly Chosen Stone suddenly emitted a dazzling light, and in an instant, all twelve layers of Heavenly Chosen Stones were lit up.
"Boom!"
The dull voice came out of the Chosen Stone again.
"Twelve floors!"
"It's the twelfth floor again!"
The warriors around the ancient arena were all stunned.
From the chosen stone in front of Chu Fengmian, twelve layers of light resounded.
In the capital of the Nine Realms, it is rare to find a genius in a thousand years who can light up the twelfth floor of the Chosen Stone, but today Chu Fengmian actually did it.
Under the surprised gazes of countless people, Chu Fengmian's figure slowly moved again.
Chu Fengmian's figure walked towards another chosen stone around him.
"What is he going to do?"
"Does it mean he wants to try again?"
Countless people's eyes were staring at Chu Fengmian silently.
Looking at Chu Fengmian, he once again came to a chosen stone, and a spiritual power was injected into it.
"Boom!"
The same dull sound resounded from the chosen stone in front of Chu Fengmian.
There are also twelve layers of Heavenly Chosen Stones, all of which are illuminated.
There have been three consecutive chosen stones, all of which have been lit.
If there is only one, there may be a problem, but if there are two or three in a row, there is absolutely no problem.
There is no doubt that Chu Fengmian's qualifications are indeed at the twelfth level.
"No...impossible..."
Cang Yao watched blankly as the Chosen Stone was being sized up, his face turned ashen.
Every piece of the chosen stone is lit up, stimulating Cang Yao.
A person that he didn't pay attention to at all could actually light up twelve chosen stones. This was something that he could not even imagine in his dreams.
How can it be done!
"This sword totem belongs to me."
Chu Fengmian didn't bother to pay attention to the dull Cang Yao. With a wave of his hand, Chu Fengmian grabbed the kendo totem in the ring and put it directly into the empty ring.
Master Jianque standing aside, his eyes flickered, and when Chu Fengmian made a move, he almost tried to stop him.
The sword totem was one of the most important treasures in the capital of Tianjian Sect. Now that he was giving it away, he was reluctant to part with it. He wished he could take it away from Chu Fengmian now.
But this bet was made in the ring, in full view of everyone.
If our Tianjian Sect goes back on its word, how can our Tianjian Sect still have any credibility in the Nine Realms in the future?
"Thank you very much."
A slight smile appeared on Chu Fengmian's lips.
Originally, he just wanted to teach Cang Yao a lesson, but he earned another sword totem in vain.
With this sword totem, Chu Fengmian's nine-domain swordsmanship can also advance further.
After Chu Fengmian collected the sword totem, he moved directly to Cang Yao and said calmly to Cang Yao.
"Kneel down."
Cang Yao's expression was still a little dull. He didn't suddenly react until Chu Fengmian passed by and heard Chu Fengmian's words.
"What did you say?"
"I ask you to kneel down. Your life is already mine. Whatever I want you to do, you do it!"
Chu Fengmian looked at Cang Yao and curled his lips.
"Why, disciples of Tianjian Sect, don't you intend to fulfill your bet?"
"you!"
Cang Yao pointed at Chu Fengmian, his expression gloomy.
He originally thought that Chu Fengmian would get a good deal after getting the sword totem, but he didn't expect that he actually wanted him to fulfill the bet.
Bet on your life? Leave your life to Chu Fengmian?
Of course Cang Yao's heart is absolutely impossible.
It was simply the greatest shame to have him kneel down in front of everyone.
As the youngest emperor of Tianjian Sect, it is absolutely impossible for him to kneel down to Chu Fengmian in front of everyone.
Cang Yao's eyes showed a bit of ferocity.
He, an emperor, was actually forced to such an extent by an ancestor. If he were not in the arena, Cang Yao would have wished to take action right now and kill Chu Fengmian.
No matter what the bet is.
But this was an ancient arena, and he didn't dare to do that in front of countless powerful men.
"Young people, you have to be merciful and merciful. Take advantage of others and don't push them too hard."
Master Jianque, who was standing aside, suddenly slowly opened his mouth to make a rescue.
"You have obtained the sword totem, please step back."
If Cang Yao knelt down today, it would not be Cang Yao's face that would be lost, but the entire Tianjian Sect's face.
Cang Yao is the youngest emperor trained by the Tianjian Sect, and he represents Cang Yao's face to a certain extent.
If Cang Yao really knelt down today, he would even die at the hands of Chu Fengmian.
That day, Jian Zong's face was really pale.
"In this way, I will give you a certain treasure. This matter is over. The bet between you and Cang Yao is over."
