Devouring Sword God

Chapter 1204 Confrontation Sword Inscription
From the beginning of the Sword Clan Competition to the present, Jianming chose the most conservative method in every battle, never mortgaging victory points.

But now, when Jian Ming said that he would pledge all his victory points, the people present were not too surprised.

In everyone's opinion, this will not have any impact on the ending at all, because it is impossible for Jian Ming to lose to Yi Xiaoyao, even if he pledges his life, no one will care about it.

However, everyone also understood that by doing this, Jian Ming was clearly looking down on Yi Xiaoyao, let alone treating Yi Xiaoyao as an opponent.

After hearing Jianming's promise, Yi Xiaoyao frowned, and at the same time, a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Since the sword inscription asked for trouble, he had no reason to persuade him, not to mention that even if he persuaded him with good intentions, the other party would not be able to appreciate it.

In this way, Yi Xiaoyao smiled lightly and said: "Okay! Once a man has said a word, it's hard to chase after him, so let's fight!"

As soon as the words fell, Jian Yu's eyes moved slightly, and he withdrew from the ring.

On the ninth ring, the atmosphere became a little tense for a while.

The crowd off the court was also in high spirits. Although this battle seemed to everyone to be without any suspense, it was still very interesting to have such an episode in the fierce battle of sword masters.

The only difference is probably Jian Xueer who has not recovered from Yi Xiaoyao's rise to power.

"Damn! This guy is actually in the ring!"

Although Jian Xue'er was surprised by Yi Xiaoyao's slap to Feijian Ji, but at the moment she was more worried about Yi Xiaoyao.

Except that she thought that Yi Xiaoyao could not be Jianming's opponent like everyone else, after getting in touch with Yi Xiaoyao, a senior who came out of nowhere these days, she already had some good feelings.

Moreover, Jian Xue'er knew that Yi Xiaoyao had an unusual relationship with her master, so she really didn't want any accidents to happen to Yi Xiaoyao.

Thinking of this, she hurriedly looked towards the master on the high platform, but found that the master was sitting there with a calm face, and did not have the slightest intention to stop the upcoming battle.

"Since Master doesn't care, then I don't care, that guy likes to talk big all day long, just for him to accept the reality!"

Jian Xueer finally stomped her feet helplessly, but still looked nervously at the ring.

At the same time, Jian Ji, who was overwhelmed and forgotten by the crowd at the moment, was covering his old half face, staring at Yi Xiaoyao on the ring with extremely resentful eyes.

Just now, he felt that he was burdened with great expectations and that he was destined by fate, but now no one cares about him. This extreme contrast is a great humiliation to him.

Accompanied by this kind of humiliation, as well as the drooping face under the palm, Jian Ji's resentment towards Yi Xiaoyao has reached the level of piercing.

Immediately, he finally couldn't help but roared towards the ring: "Cousin Jianming! Abolish him for me! Kill him!!"

As if hearing Jian Ji's voice, Jian Ming's eyes on the ring moved slightly, and a sneer appeared in the depths of his eyes.

He seemed to want to respond to Jian Ji: "Do you need to say that?"

If Yi Xiaoyao is not allowed to pay a huge price today, I am afraid that no one will dare to challenge his majesty in the future.

The next battle is Jianming's plan to give some people who refuse to accept him a blow before he is about to become the sword master.

Therefore, the attack will not be light, only heavy!

This kind of seriousness, including Ru Jianji's request, abolished, even killed Yi Xiaoyao!

"You challenged me because you lost to me three days ago, and you want to get back your face."

Jian Ming looked at Yi Xiaoyao with a half-smile, slowly pulled out the golden sword with the inscription, and wiped the sword lightly.

It was as if dealing with Yi Xiaoyao was as easy as wiping dust off his sword.

Afterwards, Jian Ming blew lightly towards the edge of the sword, and at the same time as the sword sounded softly, he said again: "However, if you do this, not only will you not be able to regain your face, but you will only lose again, lose it again It's just a face."

Yi Xiaoyao looked at the other party's contemptuous behavior and speech, and just smiled lightly.

"Three days ago, you attacked me, but I didn't draw a sword, and I didn't fight back. If this is defeat in your opinion, then you are too thick-skinned."

As he spoke, he also slowly drew a sharp sword from behind.

It's just that this sword is not the World-Exterminating Sword in his body, nor is it as gorgeous and bright as the golden sword with the inscriptions of the other party, but an ordinary sword with a rusty body and a dark red body.

Because Yi Xiaoyao didn't want to expose his identity prematurely, so he used the Bloodbath Sword that he used to be an old friend.

Even though it hasn't been used for many years, the Bloodbath Sword is still so familiar in his hand, which makes Yi Xiaoyao smile slightly in satisfaction.

What he said just now already made Jian Ming's eyes glow coldly, but he continued to speak as if he didn't care at all.

"What's more, it's hard to say who wins and who loses. Now you are talking so much, if you lose later, it will be a real embarrassment!"

The two responded with words, and the atmosphere became more and more tense.

"I'd like to see how you make me lose face!"

And when Jian Ming heard Yi Xiaoyao's last words, he finally couldn't help laughing angrily, and the golden sword with the inscription in his hand let out an ear-piercing sound of sword, which turned into a dazzling sword light and slashed towards Yi Xiaoyao angrily.

Sensing the berserk sword energy rushing towards his face, Yi Xiaoyao's eyes were also fixed, and the rusty bloodbath sword in his hand erupted with dazzling blood light instantly, and also swept towards the opponent.

Jinmang and Bloody met each other in an instant, colliding directly with different powers.

Clang!
An earth-shattering symphony of gold and iron turned into a violent gust of wind and swept away from the ninth arena. Fortunately, there were barrier formations formed by the nine sword masters and Jian Yun around the arena. Still shocked, the hearts of the crowd below were beating wildly, and their faces were pale.

What shocked everyone even more was that Yi Xiaoyao, who they thought could not even fight against Jian Ming's blow, did not take half a step back when he met Jian Ming with a sword, let alone the slightest sign of being at a disadvantage!
Jian Ming and Yi Xiaoyao on the ring are like long swords in their hands that are fighting each other and screaming, and they are coming and going to attack each other.

Some people even noticed that Yi Xiaoyao, who was dancing wildly with long hair and clothes under Jian Ming's aura, actually had a faint smile on his face.

This smile is full of infinite confidence in Yi Xiaoyao's heart.

Although he wanted to hide his identity, he couldn't use domineering abilities and ultimate moves that he was always good at.

But the powerful physical body endowed by domineering practice, the power of the true spirit endowed by the blood of the true dragon, the vigorous energy of the nine Nascent Souls, and other trump cards that have never been shown in front of the world...

Still let him have absolute certainty to defeat the sword inscription with the strength of the third calamity in front of him!

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(End of this chapter)