Sword fight?
Su Xie was startled.
Jian Yuanzi frowned and said: "The so-called sword fighting is also the rule of this City of Ten Thousand Swords. Although killing is not allowed in this city, sword cultivators can fight with each other at will."
"Two people draw swords. Within ten rounds, the winner will be determined. The losing side will have the sword taken away!"
Hear the words.
Su Xie smiled, it turned out that Wang Xiaojian actually had such an idea.
It seems that this guy is very conceited about his swordsmanship.
"What? You two don't dare?"
Wang Xiaojian said with a smile, planning to try the provocation method to provoke the other party to agree.
"Since a sword delivery boy comes to deliver swords, I won't be polite."
Su Xie jumped into the air, flew down from the sea monster, and stepped forward with a rainbow-like momentum.
"What a loud tone!"
Hearing this, Wang Xiaojian felt a little unhappy.
Ever since he came to Ten Thousand Swords City in the past few days, he has never lost.
Especially the fifty low-level spiritual swords in his hand were all obtained from sword fights with others!
"Tell me, what kind of fight is this?"
Su Xie said calmly.
"I will fight with these fifty low-level spiritual swords!"
"I lose, all these swords are yours to take away!"
Wang Xiaojian said with confidence.
Immediately.
He changed the subject: "What sword are you pressing?"
"This sword!"
Su Xie waved his hand, and the Nether Sword hanging on his waist was quickly unsheathed.
A touch of ghostly light bloomed in the void, filling the eyes of many sword cultivators.
"This is actually a top-quality spiritual sword?"
"What a sword! What a sword!"
Feeling the cold light emanating from the Netherworld Sword, the sword cultivator's eyes shone, and he loved this sword extremely.
It’s not just these sword cultivators.
Even when Wang Xiaojian saw it, there was a hint of greed in his eyes.
"What a good boy, you actually have such a good sword in your hand!"
"However, you only have one top-grade spiritual sword, but it is not equivalent to the value of my fifty low-level spiritual swords."
soon.
Wang Xiaojian looked away, still greedy.
"You are greedy. The value of one top-grade spiritual sword is almost enough to be worth these fifty low-level spiritual swords!"
Jian Yuanzi shouted coldly.
"Okay, then I'll put on another sword!"
Wang Xiaojian sneered.
Knowing that Su Xie has a lot of spiritual jade in his body, he wants to keep them all for himself.
Immediately.
He clapped his big hand in the air!
A sword box appeared above him.
"Um?"
When the sword box comes out.
The Netherworld Sword in Su Xie's hand trembled quickly, and there was a loud sword cry.
"This is actually a top-quality spiritual sword!"
"Oh my god, this Wang Xiaojian is indeed a sword cultivator from the Sword Valley sect, he has a lot of background!"
When the box was opened, a seven-foot long sword with bright golden light emerged.
The sharpness released caused all the sword cultivators present to breathe quickly.
The edge of this sword!
Even the quality of the sword is slightly better than Su Xie's Netherworld Sword!
"This sword is called Leng Feng!"
"It is a top-quality spiritual sword that I invited many sword-smithing masters from the Sword Valley to build together! It can be said that this is the biggest asset in my hand!"
Wang Xiaojian said with pride.
Looking at this sword, he fell in love with it more and more.
"Of course, since I got this sword, I have encountered very few enemies in my life who can let me use this sword. Even if they are, they can't resist the power of my sword!"
Speaking of which.
Wang Xiaojian stood with his hands behind his back, flicked his fingers, and the cold-edge sword quickly flew to his other hand, just holding it.
It feels like there is no one to compete with!
Looking at this scene.
Many sword cultivators curled their lips with envy.
In the hearts of those who practice swordsmanship, it is a lifelong dream to own a good sword in their lifetime!
And both Wang Xiaojian and Su Xie achieved their dreams!
"Fellow Taoist, please continue to press the sword!"
"If the swords in your fellow Taoist hands are not enough, you can go to the sword shop and buy some."
Wang Xiaojian narrowed his eyes and said.
This guy Su Xie has been defeated for sure.
"I still have some swords in my hand, press them on for him!"
Faced with Wang Xiaojian's complacent attitude, Jian Yuanzi couldn't stand it and waved his hand.
Immediately.
The thirty-three spiritual swords he brought quickly flew out.
"Okay, good!"
Looking at this moment.
Wang Xiaojian was very happy.
"Is it okay?"
Jian Yuanzi snorted coldly.
"Draw out your sword!"
Wang Xiaojian glanced at Su Xie, knowing that he was bound to win.
"Teach me something!"
Su Xie said, his figure passing by like a ghost, causing a gust of wind.
What a speed!
In the blink of an eye, Su Xie was nowhere to be seen, and the sword cultivators were shocked.
"Little Jier'er!"
Wang Xiaojian looked disdainfully, and the Lengfeng Sword in his hand rose into the sky. With a sharp sword energy, he slashed into the air!
boom!
I saw that a hole was quickly cut open in the void in the distance.
"What?"
"Afterimage!"
Looking at Su Xie's residual image, he was killed by him.
Wang Xiaojian was shocked.
"Your sword was too bad!"
"What a waste of the power of this top-quality spiritual sword!"
Instantly.
A cold voice sounded from behind him.
boom!
When he reacted, Su Xie appeared out of nowhere and slashed out with a sword from his backhand.
This sword!
It is so light and calm!
One sword!
It broke through all Wang Xiaojian's defenses.
Even the cold-edge sword he used to block it could not withstand the power of Su Xie's sword.
A sonorous sound!
The Lengfeng Sword in his hand was knocked away among the lightning and flint.
Puff puff!
Wang Xiaojian was instantly pressed to the ground by the power of the sword. He vomited blood and rolled out in embarrassment.
"What!"
"Defeat him with one sword?"
"This man has such terrifying sword power, and that sword is so powerful. If he hadn't been merciless, I'm afraid, Wang Xiaojian would have been killed directly!"
"What level of swordsmanship is this kid at?"
Seeing Su Xie's sword fight ending so quickly, the sword cultivators were stunned and all curious about Su Xie's swordsmanship.
after all.
When Su Xie draws his sword!
It's so bland!
There is no outward display of any sword power, and the mediocre sword strike cannot reveal the opponent's swordsmanship at all!
can only say!
One word!
powerful!
"Fellow Taoist, you lose!"
Su Xie landed on his toes, put away the Nether Sword in his hand, and stood with his other hand behind his back.
Looking at the condescending Su Xie.
Wang Xiaojian got up from the ground in embarrassment, his eyes were bloodshot, he stared at Su Xie fiercely, and yelled: "Impossible!"
"I am a quasi-swordsman! How could I lose?"
After Wang Xiaojian finished speaking, he stamped his foot, and the Leng Feng Sword, which had been shot down in the distance, returned to his hand again.
this moment.
Even his fifty low-level spiritual swords continued to roar.
moment.
They all flew on his body, emitting a burst of vast sword energy, pointing directly at Su Xie!
"Quasi Sword Immortal!"
"He is actually a quasi-swordsman? Oh my God! This is the genius of our swordsmanship!"
He noticed the kendo aura erupting from Wang Xiaojian.
Many sword cultivators were shocked, with a hint of yearning in their eyes.
