The blood is cruel and fierce, and the black mist is gloomy and oppressive.
Red and black, the sword light was overwhelming, making everyone watching the battle look solemn and fascinated.
The strong men of the older generation are lamenting that the younger generation is already so strong, but they never had this power when they were young.
The heroes of the same generation are groping, and together they are the strongest generation in all time. They are thinking whether they can rival these two if they step forward.
As for the next generation, they no longer dare to say that they are geniuses. Looking at the red and black figures, their faces are extremely pale.
"How...why are you so strong!"
A genius from a small sect clenched his fists and growled. He had been trained by the sect as a successor since he was a child. He had been praised and complimented all the time. He originally thought that he would have his own place in this world.
Now it seems ridiculous.
"They are only over a hundred years old, but they are so different from me." Some people laughed miserably, feeling deeply powerless in their hearts.
"Oh, Duan Daozi is fourth, so there is nothing wrong with being so strong, but Jiang Li is only eighth, and he can actually compete with Duan Daozi on an equal footing... Doesn't this mean that there are at least ten people with such strength?"
"Ten people? I'm afraid there are more!"
Someone responded and shook his head sadly.
Not only were these people discussing, everyone present looked at the two intertwined figures, each with their own thoughts.
"Everyone in the world has said that the gap between the top ten on the Immortal Ranking is very small. It seems to be true." The oiran expressed his opinion.
"To be precise, it's not just the top ten. After the shuffling and replacement of our generation, there are no more people with false reputations on the Immortal Ranking list." Shang Jun turned his head and looked at Jian Chen, who was ranked 12th, and Zuo Qingxuan, who was ranked 13th. , as well as Lan Qing, Situ Yu and others who are not ranked.
Finally, he withdrew his gaze and joked: "Hua Xianzi has a problem with the number 16, right? In the battle that year, he easily defeated the 7th in the previous Immortal Ranking, and instantly entered the top ten in the ranking, but he has not made a move for decades. As a result, the ranking dropped to the current 16th.”
"Shang Jun flattered me. How can a weak little girl compare to heroes like you?" The oiran blinked and looked at her. She looked like an ignorant little girl.
Shang Jun shook his head and smiled bitterly, unable to see through the oiran's thoughts.
The oiran covered his mouth and chuckled, then looked at the court and whispered: "Both of these two are strong swordsmen. What do you think of Mr. Shang?"
"Can't comment." Shang Jun shook his head.
The oiran was confused and was about to ask again when a sharp voice came from the side and said calmly: "Although these two people use swords, they cannot be generalized from me and Lord Shang."
Jian Chen came over, answered the oiran's question, then looked at Shang Jun, and said slowly: "I had a feeling just now, you are looking at me, what do you mean? Do you want to fight?"
Shang Jun's facial muscles twitched, and he waved his hand and said, "I just swept it casually, without any other intention."
"That's wrong. You and I, sword cultivators, should act like swordsmen, be focused and single-minded. If you look at me, you must have something in mind." Jian Chen shook his head.
"you……"
Shang Jun was stunned, feeling irritated and having a headache.
At the critical moment, the oiran on the side came to the rescue and said, "Fellow Daoist Jian Chen, just now you said that you and Duan Daozi, Daoist Jiang and you cannot be generalized. What's the profound meaning?"
Shang Jun turned his head and cast a soft and grateful look.
When he heard the question, the other person was a genius as famous as himself. Jian Chen couldn't just ignore it indifferently. After all, not everyone was named Meng Jin.
"Flower Fairy."
Jian Chen turned around and bowed, then continued her words and said slowly: "There are many swordsmen in the world, but there are very few sword cultivators. As for those who set foot on the sword, they are even rarer."
Jian Chen turned his head and looked at the two people in the field who were wielding their swords like a rainbow. The light of their swords was reflected in his eyes, and he said: "Although they also use swords, they mainly fight by controlling spirits and expelling techniques. Swords are just means." , but it’s not fundamental! Even if they change weapons at will, their strength will not be much different. To them, the sword is just a weapon. It’s not like Shang Jun and I, who have a life-long relationship with the sword. If the sword is broken, Then people will perish.”
On the side, Shang Jun nodded unconsciously and agreed with Jian Chen's point of view.
"If the sword is broken, the person will die... This is a wise saying for those who practice swordsmanship. We, as ordinary practitioners, cannot understand it." The oiran bowed with a smile.
Hearing this, Jian Chen nodded, with a smile on his handsome face.
If someone praises the way you have cultivated, anyone else would be happy.
"Shang Jun, your wife is not bad, she is a sensible person." Jian Chen suddenly smiled.
Shang Jun was stunned for a moment, then turned his head unconsciously and found that the oiran was looking at him with a half-smile, and hurriedly clarified: "Brother Jian, don't talk nonsense! Hua Fairy and I are not what you said."
"They have the name of husband and wife, but not the reality of husband and wife?" Jian Chen frowned.
"Eh? No!" Shang Jun waved his hands wildly.
"its not right."
Jian Chen took a few steps closer, looked at the sword box behind Shang Jun, and said seriously: "Due to the sword technique, we sword practitioners are single-minded and find it difficult to get emotional. This is a common problem! Only when you meet someone you really like, you can Only the sword of destiny can make such a joyful sword cry, what's wrong with you?"
Jian Chen felt the countless joyfully trembling swords in the sword box, then looked at the smiling oiran, and said thoughtfully: "Unrequited love?"
"do not talk!"
Shang Jun suddenly turned his face away, not daring to face the oiran, biting his cheek and said: "Let's go over there and fight!"
With a puff, the oiran laughed and covered his face slightly.
"If you don't say it, don't say it. Why are you blushing?"
Jian Chen looked strange, then shook his head and said: "I wanted to fight you today, but now I have changed my mind."
"Why?" Shang Jun was surprised, and the oiran was also confused.
"I have said before that there are only two swordsmen in the world who are qualified to discuss swordsmanship with me, and one of them is you! There is another person..."
Jian Chen turned to look at the field and said excitedly: "Qi Yuan and Jiang Li have been here one after another. I feel that he will definitely come too!"
On the side, the shy look on Mr. Shang's face disappeared in the blink of an eye. Although he was smiling, his smile was a little cold, and he said in a cold voice: "Oh? You mean, if he is coming, you will leave me and compete with him? "
Shang Jun suddenly drew his sword, and the sword light was so powerful that the people around him were frightened.
"I am no weaker than him!"
The sword roared for nine days, and even in the battlefield where the fighting was in full swing, several doubtful glances were cast.
"it's not true."
However, Jian Chen shook his head with a smile and said: "Both of you are my best friends. It's just that you have been in the Three Thousand Sword Sect of the Eastern Territory all year round and can easily find him, but his whereabouts are erratic and difficult to trace, so I don't I’m willing to miss today’s opportunity, recharge my batteries and wait for him to fight!”
After hearing this, Shang Jun's expression softened a little, and then he reacted and said disgustedly: "Who is your best friend? You and I have only known each other for a long time, right?"
"Sword cultivators are all my close friends." Jian Chen nodded, quite frankly.
The oiran chuckled again, then looked towards the horizon in the distance, his heart moving slightly.
Upon closer inspection, there was admiration-like expectation on her flowery face.
Will the person they talk about really come?
