Chaotic Sword God

In an instant, the audience became completely silent, all the disciples of Zixiao Sword Sect stared at the scene on the ring with wide-eyed eyes, all of them became dumbfounded.

The Nine Heavens Profound Immortal of the Shocking Thunder Sword Sect, while holding the divine weapon, was beheaded in an instant without even blocking a single move of Jian Chen. Such a result not only shocked all the disciples of the Purple Night Sword Sect, even Zi Xiao Chen Shuzhi, the suzerain of Xiaojianzong, and Nong Fugui, the elder, both had their pupils constricted for a while.

Although they had already heard about Jian Chen's strength in the arena where the Zixiao Sword Sect recruited priests, there was a world of difference between severely injuring the Nine Heavens Profound Immortal with one move and beheading the Nine Heavens Profound Immortal with one move.

"Win, actually won, Jian Chen enshrined won, and won so easily..."

"What kind of enshrinement, it's obviously senior brother, senior brother Jian Chen is really amazing..."

"It's too strong, Senior Brother Jian Chen is really too strong, he actually killed the Nine Heavens Profound Immortal of Thunder Sword Sect..."

After a short period of silence, the Zixiao Sword Sect's main peak erupted into an uproar. Many disciples of the Zixiao Sword Sect cheered loudly and shouted Jian Chen's name loudly.

After this battle, the Purple Night Sword Sect went up to the suzerain and down to some ordinary disciples to truly realize Jian Chen's strength.

The group of priests recruited by Zixiao Sword Sect also swallowed their saliva at this moment, and many of them had a hint of fear in their eyes.

Jiangnan from the Jiang family and Jingyao from the Black Demon Palace also had complicated eyes. Obviously, it was only at this moment that they suddenly realized that they had miscalculated Jian Chen's strength all along.

Compared with the jubilation of the Zixiao Sword Sect, the atmosphere of the Jinglei Sword Sect is extremely dull. Two of the six Nine Heavens Profound Immortals brought by Lang Qi this time have died, and the remaining four are standing in Lang Qi's place. Their faces sank like water behind them.

Lang Qi's complexion was very ugly. This time he came to Zixiao Sword Sect, he wanted to severely humiliate Zixiao Sword Sect, and by the way, severely damage the core strength of Zixiao Sword Sect, so that Zixiao Sword Sect could not lift up completely. start.

In the end, unexpectedly, he became the party that suffered the most losses, killing two disciples one after another.

On the arena, Jian Chen looked calm and composed. He came to Yaoyang's body without any haste, picked up the low-grade artifact long sword that fell on the ground, and put it into the space ring without any hesitation.

Originally, with his strength and status, low-grade artifacts were no longer in his eyes, but now that Zixiao Sword Sect is so downcast, he dare not continue to extravagance.

In the sky, watching Jian Chen put away the Excalibur like collecting spoils, Lang Qi's eyelids twitched violently. These low-grade artifacts were allotted to these disciples by the Thunder Sword Sect, and belonged to the Thunder Sword Sect's wealth. Every loss of one would be a big loss to the Thunder Sword Sect.

When Lang Qi was about to open his mouth to tell Jian Chen to return the artifact, Jian Chen's voice came out first.

"The next one!" Following his words, the top grade fairy sword in Jian Chen's hand also pointed at the four Nine Heavens Profound Immortals of the Shocking Thunder Sword Sect, full of provocation.

The faces of the four Nine Heavens Profound Immortals of Thunder Sword Sect were uncertain, and they all looked at Jian Chen with serious eyes.

"Hmph, he must have paid an extremely heavy price for casting the god-level immortal technique in an instant, and now he is only doing his best to support himself. Supreme Elder, please let the disciples fight!" One of the disciples begged for his life.

Lang Qi nodded and said, "Go, don't be so careless like Yaoyang."

"Elder Taishang, please don't worry, this disciple will definitely not disappoint the elders, let alone the sect." The Nine Heavens Profound Immortal of Jinglei Sword Sect clasped his fists and immediately stepped into the ring.

However, with Yaoyang's precedent, this time, the disciples of the Jinglei Sword Sect who entered the ring were obviously much more cautious. They took out the divine sword at the first time, and even put a divine pill in their mouths early, covering their whole body. Among the fairy armor, it is obvious that they are extra vigilant.

"It's another artifact, this is already the third artifact, Thunder Sword Sect is really insidious..."

In Zixiao Sword Sect, many disciples spit secretly.

"Senior Brother Jian Chen, you must defeat the people from the Thunder Sword Sect, you beat him to the point where he has teeth all over the place..."

"Senior Brother Jian Chen, our Zixiao Sword Sect has already won two matches, as long as we win this one, we will be victorious..."

"Senior brother Jian Chen is now our sect's only hope, you must work hard, we support you..."

"Support Senior Brother Jian Chen, Support Senior Brother Jian Chen..."

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High in the sky, Suzerain Chen Shuzhi's eyes became deeper and deeper as he listened to the loud slogans of the disciples below.

Soon, the battle on the arena had already begun. Because of the lessons learned from the past, the disciple of Thunder Sword Sect chose to take the first shot this time. The divine sword in his hand burst out a powerful sword light and stabbed at Jian Chen like lightning. Exerting all his strength, he didn't hold back the slightest bit, and wasn't going to give Jian Chen any more time to breathe.

However, at this moment, the might of the vast heaven and earth reappeared, and Jian Chen instantly cast the god-level immortal technique again.

"Impossible!" The disciple of Jinglei Sword Sect's eyes were dull, and his face was full of disbelief. He had already made a move at the first time, but he still couldn't stop the other party from casting the god-level immortal technique.

Moreover, what surprised him the most was that before his lightning-fast blow could even get close to Jian Chen's body, the opponent's god-level immortal technique had already rushed towards him.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise on the ring, and the body of the disciple of Thunder Sword Sect was thrown far away, until it hit the barrier of the ring before bouncing back. The top grade fairy armor worn on him was broken into pieces. A faint bloodstain stretched from between his brows to his chest.

"I won, Senior Brother Jian Chen won again..."

"Hahaha, one move, another move, isn't the Nine Heavens Profound Immortal of the Shocking Thunder Sword Sect very powerful, but in the end he couldn't even catch a single move in front of Senior Brother Jian Chen..."

Zixiao Sword Sect cheered from top to bottom, and many disciples were emotional. Because up to now, Zixiao Sword Sect has won three games. According to the agreement, it has won a hundred years for the sect.

"One hit, sure kill! Jian Chen's strength is stronger than imagined!" Nong Fugui exclaimed, and then a faint smile appeared on his face, and said: "Fortunately, at this critical moment, someone like Jian Chen stepped forward It is God's will, this is God's will, our Zixiao Sword Sect is destined not to lose this ancestral land of our sect!"

On the other side, Lang Qi's body trembled slightly, and a faint paleness appeared on his face. He could tell at a glance that the third disciple had also fallen on the ring. These six disciples were all Thunder Swords Zong's most outstanding son of heaven, who has poured a lot of resources into training, is expected to become a fairy king in the future.

Now that he lost three people in the Zixiao Sword Sect, even he, the Supreme Elder, could hardly bear the consequences.

The most important point is to win the three arena battles to win a hundred years for the Purple Night Sword Sect. This is entirely his own idea, because he never thought that the disciples of the Thunder Sword Sect would lose.

It turned out to be good now, but the most unlikely situation actually happened. The Zixiao Sword Sect actually won three arena battles, which made Lang Qi not know what to do for a while.

Fight for a hundred years for Zixiao Sword Sect? This is not within the consideration of the ancestor of the sect at all, and in front of such a major event, even though he has quite a status in the sect, he can't say anything at all.

For a while, Lang Qi's mood was hard to calm down, and his breathing became much faster.

But in a flash, he seemed to have figured something out, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "However, I didn't seem to say that I would definitely win a hundred years for the Zixiao Sword Sect, at most I just pleaded for them in front of the ancestors. Favor is not necessarily something you can ask for." A meaningful smile appeared on the corner of Langqi's mouth.