This is only one of them. Secondly, most of the inheritance of Zixiao Sword Sect has been lost and has been in an incomplete state for a long time. As a result, the current disciples of Zixiao Sword Sect, whether it is the skills they practice or the combat skills they have mastered, are even incomplete. Not as good as the four surrounding forces.
The last point, and the most important point, is that each of the six disciples of Thunder Sword Sect has a divine weapon!
Although they are all low-grade artifacts, compared with the top-grade immortal artifacts worn by disciples of the Zixiao Sword Sect, or even the top-grade artifacts, they are completely different.
"If nothing else happens, Zixiao Sword Sect will definitely lose this duel." Jian Chen thought to himself.
At this time, the arena has been set up. A disciple from Jinglei Sword Sect walked out onto the arena and faced everyone in Zixiao Sword Sect and said proudly: "Xue Ran, I don't know which Taoist friend from Zixiao Sword Sect is here to give me advice."
High in the sky, the leader of the Zixiao Sword Sect slowly swept his eyes over the core disciples and said: "Ping Yi, come on!"
Ping Yi was the strong man who rushed into the sky with Jin Sang when they faced the threat from the Green Fox Immortal Sect.
After hearing the order from the sect master, Ping Yi immediately jumped onto the ring, and a fairy sword of the highest level of fairy weapon appeared in his hand.
"Senior Brother Ping Yi, we must defeat him and let the Thunder Sword Sect take a good look at our power..."
"Senior Brother Ping Yi, we must show the majesty of our Zixia Sword Sect..."
"We must let the disciples of Thunder Sword Sect come up standing and go down lying down..."
Below, many disciples of Zixiao Sword Sect shouted and looked forward to Min Yi.
Soon, the battle on the arena had begun. Xue Ran from the Jing Lei Sword Sect suddenly saw a sacred long sword appearing in his hand. When the pressure of the sacred weapon filled the air, the disciples of the Zixiao Sword Sect standing opposite were relieved. His face suddenly became ugly.
"Sacred weapon, using a divine weapon, despicable, cheating, this is cheating..."
"The immortal sword in the hands of Senior Brother Ping Yi is only the best immortal weapon, but the Thunder Sword Sect actually uses the divine sword. This is unfair..."
Looking at the divine sword that released huge pressure in Xue Ran's hand, the disciples of Zixiao Sword Sect broke into an uproar after a sudden silence. Everyone was filled with indignation and roared unfairly.
Nong Fugui, the elder of the Zixiao Sword Sect, took a step forward, looked directly at Lang Qi of the Thunder Sword Sect, and said in a deep voice: "I, the disciple of the Zixiao Sword Sect, don't have a divine weapon in my hand. This fight will be against us, the disciples of the Zixiao Sword Sect." It’s not fair to say that you won with no force.”
"Fairness? Are you talking to me about fairness here? Hahaha, you are so ignorant. Then tell me, where is the fairness in living in this world? Where is the fairness?" Lang Qi laughed, his words full of ridicule. .
Nong Fugui's face was ashen.
At this time, a fierce battle was already taking place in the arena, and the result was as expected. Xue Ran, who possessed the divine sword, was already so powerful that he was superior to his peers, and was simply not something that Yi Ping could withstand. As soon as he made a move, Ping Yi was already beaten Suppress to death.
In the end, after ten rounds of fighting between the two sides, Ping Yi's top-quality fairy sword was cut into two pieces. He stumbled back with blood vomiting from his mouth and his face turned pale.
Xue Ran took advantage of the victory to pursue him, and the divine sword in his hand burst out with powerful force, directly stabbing Yi Min between the eyebrows.
However, Min Yi had already suffered heavy injuries, his fairy sword was broken, and he was unable to resist Xue Ran's fatal blow.
If his eyebrows were pierced, his body and mind would be destroyed.
But at this moment, some subtle changes occurred in a small piece of void in the arena. This slight change made all the immortal kings in the arena unaware of it.
The divine sword in Xue Ran's hand changed its direction and tilted downward at a very natural angle, causing the long sword that originally pierced Ping Yi's eyebrows to finally pierce his chest.
"This sword missed the target. Unfortunately, I almost killed one person." Lang Qi, who was high in the air, felt very regretful.
On the ring, Ping Yi's eyes instantly turned red. He let out a roar, ignoring the divine sword that had pierced his chest. Instead, he opened his arms and hugged Xue Ran. The energy in his body surged crazily, preparing to Self-destruct.
"Stop, this time our Zixiao Sword Sect surrenders!" Nong Fugui shouted lowly, and his third-level cultivation in the Immortal Lord Realm exploded, instantly breaking through the barrier guard around the arena and forcibly stopping Ping Yi's self-destruction. He took Ping Yi out of the ring with his eyes red.
The Immortal Lord of the Thunder Sword Sect did not stop him, but smiled as he watched this scene happen, and said: "With a cultivation level in the Nine Heavens Mysterious Immortal Realm, using an artifact, even if it is only a low-grade artifact, consumes a lot of money. Don't look at Xue Ran's ease. After winning this battle, Xue Ran's internal cultivation level is actually less than half of what it was at its peak. If your disciples had been able to support him longer, Xue Ran would have been defeated due to lack of energy in his body."
"Xue Ran, come down, the cultivation level in your body is exhausted."
Xue Ran, who was standing on the ring, cupped his fists at Lang Qi and said respectfully: "Tai Shang Elder, this disciple can fight again!"
"Forget it, since you still want to persist, then you can have another fight." Lang Qi nodded, looking at the master of Zixiao Sword Sect, with a bright smile on his face: "Chen Shuzhi, let you Zixiao Sword Sect Let’s bring on the second disciple.”
The sect leader Chen Shuzhi had an expressionless face and said nothing. The many Zixiao Sword Sect disciples below were also silent at this moment, and no longer had the confidence they had before.
"Sect Master, let me go!" Suddenly, Jin Sang clasped his fists at Chen Shuzhi and begged for help.
"Yes!" Chen Shuzhi said.
Soon, Jin Sang entered the ring, but as soon as the battle began, Jin Sang did not hesitate to burn his own soul, burn his own essence, and gain a powerful power beyond himself at the cost of self-destruction.
Opposite him, a cold smile appeared on Xue Ran's face. He flipped his hand and swallowed a god-level pill as quickly as possible. The depleted cultivation level in his body suddenly recovered at an incredible speed.
"The magic pill, he actually has the magic pill on him, he is despicable and shameless..."
The core disciples of Zixiao Sword Sect saw Xue Ran's actions, and all of them showed grief and anger. It is both a divine weapon and a magical elixir. Compared with the Thunder Sword Sect, the Zixiao Sword Sect is really too shabby.
In this battle, due to Jin Sang's burning Yuan Shen and Jing Qi Shen, he was temporarily evenly matched with Xue Ran, who was holding an artifact. I saw the sword energy blazing on the arena, the sonorous sound was endless, and the energy fluctuations were crazy. The barrier of the impact arena.
But after fighting against Shang Bai, Jin Sang was finally defeated. After being knocked away by Xue Ran's sword, he fell down on the ring and could not get up again.
He was not dead, but his body was covered with scars, covered in blood, and his breath was weak.
On the opposite side, Xue Ran, who was holding the artifact, was also covered in scars, his face was also pale, and the energy in his body had been exhausted. He was standing tremblingly on the ring with the artifact supporting his body, and with difficulty took out the first weapon from the space ring. Swallow two pills.
