Destiny Martial God

Central domain, Qianlong Fort, on the central square!

"You bitch, you dare to hurt me, the young master of Tiangong in Yuxu Palace. I think you are impatient with life."

Just as Xia Qi's voice of admitting defeat fell, Ji Wenlong's furious insults came from a ring not far from their competition.

At this moment, Ji Wenlong's blue gown on his chest was cut with a long gash by the sharp sword energy, and bright red blood flowed out like a stream.

"Ji Wenlong, if it weren't for the fact that killing you would bring endless trouble to Junior Brother Yu, I would have cut you in half with that sword strike just now." Jian Wuhen, who refused to get angry easily, was also killed by Ji Wenlong just now. The insults aroused her anger, and she clenched her hand with the sword that was the best in the Chinese Emperor Realm, and her expression was as threatening as ice.

"Bastard servant, the reason why the sword technique you just performed was able to hurt me is simply because of the top-quality Emperor realm sword in your hand."

Ignoring Jian Wuhen's threat, Ji Wenlong continued to insult, but also began to use his biggest trump card.

"Do you think that I, Ji Wenlong, as the young master of the Tiangong Palace of the majestic Yuxu Palace, don't have the trump card in my hand to withstand the best swords of the Imperial Realm!"

"Wuhen, kill him for me!" Yu Haoran demanded with a sharp look as he stepped under the ring.

"Junior brother Yu, what should we do about the revenge of Yuxu Palace?" Jian Wuhen, with a hesitant look in his eyes, asked worriedly.

"Wuhen, based on the current grudge between me and Yuxu Palace, even if you let Ji Wenlong go in the end, our grudge will not be wiped out. We will still have an undying relationship with each other."

Faced with Jian Wuhen's worries, Yu Haoran was considerate, but at the same time he looked at Ji Wenlong with murderous eyes and said.

"If Ji Wenlong is killed now, it may affect the state of mind of the Lord of the Yuxu Palace, preventing him from successfully advancing to the realm of the Martial Emperor, and it will also allow this continent to remain peaceful for a period of time."

"Okay, I listen to you!"

After hearing Yu Haoran's explanation and reminder, Jian Wuhen immediately looked at Ji Wenlong with a strong murderous aura, watching him also take out a sword at the top level of the Emperor Realm.

Affected by Jian Wuhen's fierce murderous aura, the imperial-level sword in her hand suddenly burst out with a dazzling purple light.

Along with the dazzling purple light, a girl with an earth-shattering and peerless appearance slowly walked out from the imperial realm's top-grade sword.

"This is the Bauhinia Sword Emperor who used his own Bauhinia Sword Technique two hundred thousand years ago to break through the restrictions of the rules of heaven and forcibly break through to the realm of the Martial Emperor." Looking at the purple light on his feet, he saw from the Emperor's top-grade sword The peerless girl walked out, and Zhongli Shuiqin, who returned to the stands, couldn't help shouting in shock.

"Could it be the Bauhinia Sword Emperor who had the hope of reaching the realm of the Martial God, but was ultimately defeated by the shackles of fate?"

Because the time when the Bauhinia Sword Emperor became famous was too long ago, and he did not leave many earth-shattering deeds, most of the warriors present did not know who the Bauhinia Sword Emperor was.

Only Huo Shanyu, who came from the guardian family, said to herself with a hint of memory in her eyes.

"That's right!"

When he heard Huo Shanyu talking to himself, Zhongli Shuiqin nodded in confirmation and said with a trace of ridicule in his eyes.

"Huo Shanyu, if it weren't for the fact that the four ancestors of your protective family attacked the Redbud Sword Emperor at the critical moment when he was about to reach the realm of the Martial God, I'm afraid the Redbud Sword Emperor would have become the first sword god in the Tianxuan Continent."

"With the terrifying swordsmanship possessed by the Bauhinia Sword God, it is enough to severely damage the imperfect rules of the Heavenly Dao, and allow the entire Tianxuan Continent to enter an environment where martial arts flourishes in advance."

"The ancestors have their own considerations in their actions, and it is not for me, a junior, to make rash comments." Faced with Zhongli Shuiqin's ridicule, Huo Shanyu, whose face instantly darkened, retorted without any confidence.

In response to this, Zhongli Shuiqin just smiled indifferently and did not continue to be sarcastic.

"The practice of a warrior requires the courage to move forward without fear of any danger. Your heart is too soft!" The Bauhinia Sword Emperor slowly fell in front of Jian Wuhen, with a look of relief in his eyes and a hint of dissatisfaction in his eyes.

"Senior, I...!"

Faced with the criticism from the Bauhinia Sword Emperor, Jian Wuhen, who was in a panic, immediately wanted to explain, but he didn't know how to explain.

"Being recognized by my natal sword means that you are qualified to become my disciple of the Bauhinia Sword Emperor." Seeing Jian Wuhen who still didn't realize that his opportunity had come, the Bauhinia Sword Emperor couldn't help but shake his head as a reminder. road.

"Wuhen, the Bauhinia Sword Emperor intends to accept you as a disciple to inherit the mantle, so why don't you kneel down quickly to thank you." Seeing the Bauhinia Sword Emperor's reminder so obvious, Jian Wuhen still didn't realize the key to the opportunity. Yu Haoran couldn't help but remind him loudly.

Hearing Yu Haoran's reminder, the Bauhinia Sword Emperor turned his head and glanced at him under the ring, and his originally calm heart immediately felt as shocked as a turbulent sea.

"Destined to return, the son of destiny, the initiator of the great catastrophe of heaven and earth, and the end of the great catastrophe of heaven and earth!"

"Disciple Jian Wuhen, pay homage to Master!"

Just when the Bauhinia Sword Emperor was completely stunned by Yu Haoran's special identity, Jian Wuhen, who was reminded by Yu Haoran, quickly knelt down to salute.

Reluctantly suppressing the shock emerging from his heart, the Bauhinia Sword Emperor did not immediately accept Jian Wuhen as a disciple of the mantle inheritance. Instead, he pointed at Ji Wenlong, who had also taken out the top-grade sword of the Emperor Realm and said.

"I, Zijingyu, have been arrogant all my life. I don't care about the guardian family that inherited the four ancient beasts or the top genius of Zhiye."

"So, if you want to become my disciple, you must show me your performance."

"Kill him, and I will immediately accept you as my disciple, and teach you the real mind method and martial arts, as well as my lifelong practice insights."

No matter Yu Haoran's explanation and reminder, or Zijing Sword Emperor's test of accepting disciples, he wanted to kill Ji Wenlong who had just humiliated him.

So, after getting up, Jian Wuhen held the emperor's top-grade magic weapon tightly in his hand, and took out the sword formation given by Yu Haoran.

"Damn you, you dare to test the life of my young master of Tiangong. I think there is no need for your soul to continue to exist."

The request of the Zijing Sword Emperor's soul that he would take Jian Wuhen as his inheritance disciple if he killed him made Ji Wenlong furious, and he could not help but have murderous intentions towards the Zijing Sword Emperor's soul.

"The sword is born from the heart, and the heart makes the sword!"

Ji Wenlong's threat to the Zijing Sword Emperor's soul made the sentimental Jian Wuhen's eyes flash with fierce murderous intent. He directly used the strongest move of the sword formation, and at the same time, the emperor-level top-grade sword in his hand swung a move of inherited swordsmanship.