Eternal Demon Lord

Chapter 225
Although the stands were tens of feet away from the sword fighting arenas, Yang Xuan and the others could still see them very clearly.

This is naturally the magical effect of the magic circle, which makes people feel like they are on the scene, as if the hundred sword fighting rings are right in front of them, showing every detail.

"The sword fighting arena has already opened, but I just don't know who will make it to the end this time and win the crown?"

"It goes without saying that it must be Xiao Buye."

"That's right, Xiao Buye was born last year, and won the No.1 Sword Fighting Conference all the way through, ranking first in the mountain and river rankings. Although he hasn't broken through the phantom killing array yet, his cultivation has reached the peak of the Vientiane Realm, and his strength is natural. It is stronger, and it is destined to sweep all directions."

"Don't talk so badly. None of the top ten characters on the mountain and river list is easy to deal with. Let's just say that Jiang Yichen, after being defeated by Xiao Buye in the last swordfight tournament, has been working hard all day long and has never slacked off. This time he will definitely do well." Make a strong counterattack and defeat Xiao Buye, and you will be ashamed."

"quiet!"

Just as the audience was full of noise, a cold shout was heard like thunder, spreading throughout the arena, and an old man appeared above the hundred sword fighting arenas.

The old man has a majestic figure, and his silver hair is neatly combed. Although his face is full of wrinkles and he is very old, his eyes are piercing, and there are flashes of light from time to time, which shows his profound skills.

In fact, this person's name is He Buyu, he is the chief steward of Shencheng, he is in charge of the entire Shencheng, and he has the cultivation base of the fifth level of the divine power realm.

As soon as he appeared, the arena immediately fell silent.

Scanning the audience, why not talk nonsense, and said loudly: "This sword fighting meeting is hosted by me personally. Most people must know the rules of the meeting. Of course, there are some new disciples who don't know. I will briefly explain it now. .”

"The sword fight will determine the outcome, and it can also determine life and death, but a life-and-death contract must be made. At that time, no matter who lives or dies, the forces behind him will not seek revenge. Violators will be punished as breaking the rules."

"In addition, the disciples who signed up to participate in the sword fighting conference should have received a token. This order is a transmission token. You only need to carry it with you. When it is your turn to take the stage, it will naturally be transmitted to the sword fighting arena."

"Finally, this sword fighting tournament is different from the past. Not only have the rewards for the top 1 players increased a lot, No.[-] can also get a Nine-Aperture Golden Pill."

Speaking of this, why not show a dignified face and ask: "Do you understand?"

"Understood." Many outer disciples responded in unison, and the sound was rolling.

"That's good, the sword fighting meeting starts now." With an order, figures appeared out of thin air on hundreds of sword fighting rings, and there were two people on each sword fighting ring, and the two sides confronted each other to decide the winner.

"It's actually you, Fang Zhou."

"Haha, that's right, it's me. Speaking of which, we are really destined. We met in the first match."

"Stop talking nonsense, let's fight."

"Hmph, afraid you won't succeed?"

In a sword fight, the two obviously had a grudge. After a verbal war, they both drew their swords and rushed towards each other, attacking with all their strength, and were ready to defeat each other in a short time.

This sword fighting arena is very miraculous. Not only can people be on the scene, but they can also hear the voices of the two people talking and fighting, which is extremely clear. It took more than a dozen breaths. His opponent, a young man from the seventh heaven of the Vientiane Realm, was sent flying with his sword.

"Pfft!" Just as Fang Zhou stabilized his body, a large mouthful of blood suddenly spewed from his mouth. His face was pale, his hair was disheveled, and he looked very embarrassed.

"Fang Zhou, you are not my opponent, but you still want to fight?"

"It's only been a year, and your strength has improved so much. I'm not as good as you."

After finishing speaking, Fang Zhou left the sword fighting ring with a dejected expression, and at the same time the teleportation token on his body was also shattered.

As for his opponent, he also walked off the sword fighting ring after him, but the teleportation token on his body was intact, and he could still wait to be teleported until he was defeated.

This is the Sword Fighting Conference. The two will be randomly sent to a sword fighting arena for a duel. No one knows who the opponent they are about to face is.

Even so, many outer disciples who signed up for the competition were quite nervous.

The reason is very simple. The lowest level of cultivation of the people participating in the Sword Fighting Conference has reached the Vientiane Realm. Many people have unique skills. It can be said that none of them is weak. Except for the top ten figures in the mountain and river rankings, no one dares to assert Must win.

At the same time that Fang Zhou conceded defeat, other people on the sword fighting ring also began to compete, and the battles were extremely hot and in full swing.

Half a quarter of an hour passed, the first round of battle was over, one hundred people won and one hundred people lost, but no one had made a life-and-death contract to divide life and death.

This is also normal. Everyone came to the Sword God Palace to practice, to become stronger, and eventually become a master. There is no life-and-death enmity that cannot be resolved. Who would fight each other to the death.

"Little thief, do you really want to participate in the sword fight meeting?"

"Don't worry, you still don't know my strength?"

"Then be careful."

Su Ziyao was well aware of Yang Xuan's temper, and seeing that he was determined to participate in the sword fight meeting, she could only tell him to be careful, and Shi Yu and others also spoke one after another, telling him to be careful.

Soon, the second round of competition began, and figures appeared one after another on the sword fighting ring.

These people are all absolute geniuses, but geniuses are also divided into three, six, and nine grades. When a young man appeared on a sword fighting arena, the whole audience was excited.

"Jiang Yichen went into battle so soon!"

"There's nothing surprising about this. After all, it's a random teleportation. Anyone can be on stage."

"That's right, I just don't know how strong he has reached after a year of hard work, and has he comprehended the sword intent!?"

"Hey, let alone whether he has comprehended the sword intent or not, his opponent is destined to be unlucky."

"Brother Yichen, come on, Linger will always support you."

Jiang Yichen lived up to his name, rich and godlike jade, with fluttering clothes, super-mortal and refined, with the cultivation base of the peak of the Vientiane Realm, although he didn't deliberately exude any aura, but he stood there like a sword, with a shocking edge.

The person who faced him on the same stage was a young man whose cultivation base had reached the eighth level of the Vientiane Realm. Although his cultivation base was not low, he still couldn't help showing a wry smile on his face when he saw Jiang Yichen who was opposite him.

"I surrender."

He hardly thought about it, turned around and jumped off the sword fighting ring, but no one laughed at him for surrendering without a fight, because Jiang Yichen was the second top talent on the list, except for Xiao Buye, who was ranked first in the list , No one has the slightest confidence in meeting him, forcing a fight with him, in exchange for a fiasco and embarrassment in the end.

"Jiang Yichen!" With a whisper, Yang Xuan remembered the name and the other person's appearance.

"Brother Yang, is that Jiang Yichen very powerful?" Luo Cheng asked.

"He has already comprehended the sword intent, do you think it's powerful?" Yang Xuan practiced the innate qi technique, and he could tell at a glance that Jiang Yichen had comprehended the sword intent, and his strength was strong enough to be as powerful as an ordinary warrior in the heavenly realm. war.

"What, he comprehended the sword intent!" Shi Yu was taken aback, never expecting Jiang Yichen to comprehend the sword intent in his early 20s.

"Don't be surprised, okay, the pervert has also comprehended the sword intent, and he is much younger than him." Shen Yuexin stretched out her hand and knocked on Shi Yu's forehead, not feeling surprised at all.

"That's what I said, but after all, he has the cultivation base of the peak of the Vientiane Realm." After speaking, Li Yunfei looked at Yang Xuan: "Brother Yang, are you sure that he will meet that Jiang Yichen?"

"I am bound to win the Nine-Aperture Golden Pill." Yang Xuan blurted out, although he didn't say whether he was sure about Jiang Yichen, but everyone could feel his confidence.

This is a kind of strong self-confidence exuded from the bottom of his heart, and he treats many young leaders in Shencheng as nothing.

"Hmph, how arrogant, you want to win the Nine-Aperture Golden Elixir just because you have just entered the Vientiane Realm?" A cold snort came, and it was obvious that someone with sharp ears nearby heard Yang Xuan's bold words just now.

"Then just keep your eyes open and watch how I win the crown."

"It's true that the forest is so big that there are all kinds of birds. Very good, I will pay attention to you. If you can win the championship, I, Feng Xiao, will follow your orders from now on."

"no problem."

"You have no problem, but I still have a problem. I want to ask, what if you didn't do it?"

"Then I will be your follower."

"A gentleman's word."

"It's hard to chase a horse."

"Okay, let's make a deal."

Just as Yang Xuan made a bet with a young man who claimed to be Feng Xiao, sword auras raged across the sword fighting rings, and there were constant noises. It was very exciting and won the applause of the audience.

Yang Xuan didn't talk to Feng Xiao at this time, he was engrossed in watching the battles on each sword fighting arena.

As expected of the Sword God Palace, those who dared to participate in the sword fighting meeting realized that the sword's heart is clear and its combat power is very strong.

In addition, in the so-called sword fight, the two sides in the fight naturally use swords, and each has cultivated powerful sword skills. Whoever wins depends on whose cultivation level is higher and whose sword skills are stronger.

Soon, a round of fighting ended, another hundred people won, and the audience cheered loudly.

hum!
At the same time, Yang Xuan frowned slightly, and noticed a change in the teleportation token on his body.

The next moment, he disappeared from his seat and appeared directly on a sword fighting arena.

"Little beast, you are lucky this time, otherwise your life will be worse than death." Zhuge Yun was also teleported to the sword fighting arena, but he did not share the stage with Yang Xuan, but he hated Yang Xuan so much that he kept staring at him all the time. When he saw him on the stage, two cold lights burst into his eyes.

Yang Xuan broke through to the Myriad Phrases Realm, and his perception range has reached a radius of [-] zhang. He naturally sensed the killing intent in Zhuge Yun's eyes, but he was indifferent, and he didn't even look at Zhuge Yun. Opponents on the same stage.

This is a slender young man with short black hair.

This person is also a genius, his cultivation is as high as the seventh level of the Myriad Phrases Realm, and the blue long sword in his hand is dazzlingly brilliant. It is obviously a middle-grade spiritual sword, and its strength will not be weak.

(End of this chapter)