Devouring Sword God

Chapter 1202

After some competition, half of the entire sword clan competition had passed.

At this time, Jianming won four games in a row, full of spirits, feeling the admiration from the surrounding crowd, and glanced proudly below.

However, he didn't notice that among the crowd below, there was a gaze full of envy and jealousy, looking at him quietly.

This person is Jian Ji, he saw that Jian Ming, who was about the same age as him, was able to stand high above the ring, fight with the reincarnated ancestors, and was sought after by countless people, how could he not be moved by it.

And when I think of the woman I admire but can't get, and the woman who is easily available but doesn't look down on her at all, my heart becomes more and more complicated.

But at this moment, Jian Ji's expression suddenly changed, because he heard an exclamation from somewhere behind him.

This voice was exactly Jian Xueer's voice that he had been thinking about all the time.

Jian Ji followed the voice, looked back through the crowd, but found that Jian Xueer was standing with Yi Xiaoyao.

Seeing this scene, the anger that had been suppressed in his heart surged up.

Because Jian Ji knew that after the incident three days ago, he was now hated by Jian Xueer, and all this was caused by Yi Xiaoyao!

Therefore, he secretly vowed in his heart that even if he didn't get Jian Xueer, he would make Yi Xiaoyao pay the price!

"Hey! Where are you going?"

Just as Jian Ji stared at Yi Xiaoyao coldly, he saw the latter soaring into the air, and at the same time, Jian Xueer's voice of surprise came.

Yi Xiaoyao paused slightly, and smiled at Jian Xueer: "Didn't I say that I am here to participate in the Sword Clan Competition?"

"Don't be fooling around!"

Jian Xue'er was startled immediately, she thought Yi Xiaoyao was stimulated by her before, and couldn't hold back his face, so his head went hot for a while.

So after frowning and reprimanding, she showed a trace of apology and said: "What I said before was just joking with you, don't take it seriously!"

"I'm not kidding."

Yi Xiaoyao laughed, and immediately continued to walk towards the ring, and raised his voice to Jian Ming, who was looking at him, "I'll fight you!"

As soon as this sound came out, it immediately attracted everyone's attention.

At the same time as countless eyes cast their gazes on, there was a strange discussion among the crowd.

Because before that, everyone had a general understanding of the characters and identities who would participate in the Sword Clan Competition, but they had never heard of the existence of Yi Xiaoyao.

However, someone recognized Yi Xiaoyao's face, and said with a smile, "Isn't this the guy who was taught by the Jianming clan brother that he didn't dare to fight back because of his outrageous remarks a few days ago?"

"It was him?"

"This guy is so courageous, he should dare to be so presumptuous after suffering a loss!"

"If it's another time, maybe it's nothing, but it's really reckless to disrupt the situation in the Sword Clan Competition!"

All of a sudden, reprimands and sneers sounded from the crowd.

At the same time, Jian Yun, who was presiding over the competition on the trial platform, also frowned suddenly after hearing the remarks below and learning about Yi Xiaoyao's origin.

Immediately, he yelled at Yi Xiaoyao angrily: "This is the occasion of the most important matter of the Sword Clan, not a place to deal with personal grievances, and idlers are not allowed to mess around!"

Hearing this, Yi Xiaoyao still didn't intend to stop, and continued towards the ninth ring.

Seeing this, Jian Yun was furious, and with a heavy snort, he was about to strike.

But at this time, Jian Ji, who was secretly hating Yi Xiaoyao in his heart, couldn't help being overjoyed when he saw this scene, and a fierce light appeared in his eyes.

Immediately, he also jumped up, turned into a sword light and slashed across the air, stopping in front of Yi Xiaoyao.

Yi Xiaoyao dodged the sword light suddenly, stopped his figure, and looked coldly at Jian Ji who was hundreds of feet away.

He knew that Jian Ji must have wanted to take this opportunity to avenge his personal revenge.

Sure enough, Jian Ji clasped his fists towards Jian Yun and said: "Master Jian Yun, such a small person, why do you need to do it yourself, let the younger generation solve it!"

As soon as the words fell, the light of the sword in his hand flashed, pointed at Yi Xiaoyao, and shouted righteously: "Jian Xiaoyao, you are so brave, you dare to make trouble at the Sword Clan Grand Competition, if I don't teach you a lesson today, you I really thought that the lowly and thin branch blood on my body would dare to despise the pure blood of my sword clan!"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone in the Sword Clan showed a sneer on their faces. They, members of the ancient family, attached great importance to blood inheritance, and even regarded their blood as noble.

But at this moment, being deliberately exaggerated by Jian Ji and brought to the entire Sword Clan, everyone felt disdain for Yi Xiaoyao and anger at being provoked by Noble.

Yi Xiaoyao also felt the dissatisfaction coming from all directions, and there was only a faint sneer on the corner of his mouth.

Especially when he saw Jian Ji's face and posture of "upholding justice", he laughed even more.

"I said, you can't afford to mess with me. If you don't believe me, then be prepared to pay the price."

Yi Xiaoyao didn't explain anything, because no matter what he said, he couldn't change the minds of these sword clan members.

Therefore, after a chuckle, he continued to approach the ninth ring, even ignoring Jian Ji's powerful aura erupting under his anger.

Such behavior, under the instigation of Jian Ji before, undoubtedly made all the people of the Sword Clan furious and shouted angrily.

"Jian Ji, teach him a good lesson!"

"This person despises the orthodox blood of my sword clan so much, don't show mercy to him!"

"It's really as if others don't know his details, and he was taught by Jian Ming once, and I don't know how he has the confidence to be so arrogant!"

Hearing everyone's urging, Jian Ji only felt that his destiny belonged to him. This is what he had always envied about Jian Ming, and now he finally experienced it!
Therefore, under the same anger, Jian Ji's aura increased greatly, and the sword in his hand flashed, and he went straight to Yi Xiaoyao's vitals.

Jian Yun on the high platform watched this scene indifferently, he narrowed his eyes and noticed that Yi Xiaoyao frowned slightly when facing Jian Ji's indifferent look.

He was worried that Jian Ji might not be Yi Xiaoyao's opponent, so with a wave of his hand, a thick force enveloped Jian Ji, making his sword glow even sharper, and its power increased several times!
Jian Ji was ecstatic in his heart, and felt more and more that he made the right choice to stand up this time. Under the expectations of everyone, the sword glow had already descended on Yi Xiaoyao.

Just when he was about to slash with his sword and defeat Yi Xiaoyao with the momentum of flowing clouds and flowing water, his movements suddenly stopped in vain.

Because at this moment, Jian Ji only felt that he was being eroded by a strange and incomparable force, everything in his body was passing away at a high speed, and the closer he was to Yi Xiaoyao, the more violent that force would be!

When he got close to Yi Xiaoyao for a few feet, most of the power of his long sword had been eroded, but he still gritted his teeth and slashed out angrily, wanting to take Yi Xiaoyao's life.

However, this extremely fast sword seemed to be slowed down countless times in front of Yi Xiaoyao, and with a slight twist of his head, it cut through nothing.

Shocked, Jian Ji looked at Yi Xiaoyao, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

At this moment, the sarcasm at the corner of Yi Xiaoyao's mouth was so conspicuous.

Snapped!
A crisp slap resounded through the audience.

I saw Yi Xiaoyao raised his palm, pumped Jian Ji upside down, and smashed him to the ground.

And on top of his terrified face, the half of his face with five-finger palm marks was already wrinkled and extremely old as if he had been hundreds of years old!
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(End of this chapter)