Eternal Demon King

Although the grandstand was several dozen feet away from these sword fighting stands, Yang Xuan and the others could still see it 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 platforms are in front of them, and they are fully visible.

"The sword fighting platform has already opened, but I don't know who can go to the end and win the crown this time?"

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

"That's right, Xiao Buye was born last year. He passed all the way and won the first place in the Sword Fighting Tournament, ranking first in the Mountains and Rivers list. Although he has not yet passed the Phantasmal Killing Formation, his cultivation base 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 say it so absolutely, none of the top ten people on the Mountains and Rivers list is easy to deal with, just say Jiang Yichen, after defeating Xiao Buye in the last sword fight, he worked hard all day long and never slack off, this time he will definitely A strong counterattack, defeating Xiao Buye, shameless."

"quiet!"

Just as the noise in the audience continued, a cry of coldness shook the world like thunder, spreading throughout the martial arts arena, and an old man appeared above the hundred sword fighting platforms.

The old man has a majestic figure, and his silver hair is neatly combed. Although the wrinkles on his face are piled up and he is very old, his eyes are bright, and sometimes there is a flash of light, which shows his profound skills.

In fact, this person's name is He Buyu. He is the chief steward of the city of God. He is in charge of the entire city of God.

As soon as he appeared, the arena immediately became quiet, and there was no sound.

He glanced at the audience, why didn't he say anything nonsense, and said loudly: "I personally preside over this sword fighting conference, most people must know the rules of the conference, and of course some new disciples are not clear, I will briefly say it now. ."

"The Sword Fighting Tournament decides the winner and loser, and it can also decide 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 be able to seek revenge, and those who violate the rules will be punished."

"In addition, the disciples who signed up for the Sword Fighting Tournament should get a token. This order is a transmission token. You only need to carry it with you. When it's your turn to take the stage, it will naturally be sent to the Sword Fighting Stage."

"Finally, this sword-fighting tournament is different from the past. Not only have the rewards for the top 100 increased a lot, but the first place can also get a golden pill with nine apertures."

Speaking of this, why don't you speak majesty and ask, "Do you understand?"

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

"Okay, the sword-fighting conference will begin now." With an order, figures appeared out of thin air on the hundreds of sword-fighting platforms. There were two people on each sword-fighting platform. The two sides faced off to decide the winner.

"It's actually you, Ark."

"Haha, that's right, it's me. Speaking of which, we are really destined to meet each other in the first battle."

"Stop talking nonsense, let's fight."

"Hmph, I'm afraid you won't succeed?"

In a sword fight, the two obviously had grudges. After a war of words, they immediately rushed towards each other with their swords drawn, attacking with all their might, and preparing to defeat each other in a short period of time.

This sword fighting platform is very magical. It can not only make people immersive, but also hear the voices and battle sounds of the two people. It is very clear, that is, it takes more than a dozen breaths. His opponent, a young man from the Seventh Heaven of Vientiane Realm struck out with a sword blow.

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

"Ark, you are not my opponent, but you still have to fight?"

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

After that, Fang Zhou left the sword fighting platform with a dejected expression, and the teleportation token on his body also shattered.

As for his opponent, he also walked down the sword fighting platform, but the teleportation token on his body was intact, and he could continue to wait to be teleported until he was defeated.

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

For this reason, many of the outer disciples who signed up for the competition seemed quite nervous.

The reason is very simple. The minimum cultivation level of the people who participated in the Sword Fighting Tournament has reached the Vientiane Realm. Many people have unique skills. It can be said that none of them are weak. Must win.

Just as Fang Ark conceded defeat, other people on the sword fighting platform also began to compete, and the battles were extremely hot and in full swing.

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

This is also normal. Everyone came to the Sword God Palace to cultivate, to become stronger, and eventually to become the master of the people. There is no life and death that cannot be resolved.

"Little thief, do you really want to participate in the sword fighting tournament?"

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

"Then be careful."

Su Ziyao knew Yang Xuan's temper. Seeing that he was determined to participate in the sword fighting tournament, she could only tell him to pay attention to safety. Shi Yu and others also spoke up, telling him to be careful in everything.

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

These people are all absolute geniuses, but geniuses are also divided into three, six, nine, and nine. As the figure of a young man appeared on a sword fighting platform, the audience was boiling with excitement.

"Jiang Yichen actually played so quickly!"

"What's so surprising, after all, it's a random transmission, and anyone can come on stage."

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

"Hehe, let's not say whether he has comprehended Sword Intent, his opponent is doomed to be unlucky."

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

Jiang Yichen is just like his name, rich and godlike, with fluttering robes, supernatural and refined, and has the cultivation of the peak of the Vientiane Realm. Although he did not deliberately exude any momentum, he stood there like a sword, with a shocking edge.

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

"I surrender."

He almost didn't think much, turned around and jumped off the sword fighting platform, but no one laughed at him for dropping without a fight, because Jiang Yichen was the top talent ranked second on the Shanhe list, except for Xiao Buye, who ranked first on the Shanhe list. , No one has the slightest confidence in facing him. Forcing a fight with him will only result in a disastrous defeat and shame.

"Jiang Yichen!" With a whisper, Yang Xuan remembered the name and the face of the other party.

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

"He has already comprehended the Sword Intent, do you think Li is very powerful?" Yang Xuan practiced the Innate Qi Technique, and at a glance he could see that Jiang Yichen had already comprehended the Sword Intent. war.

"What, he understood the sword intent!" Shi Yu was shocked, never expecting Jiang Yichen to understand the sword intent when he was in his early twenties.

"Don't be surprised, don't you think the pervert also understands the sword intent, and he is much younger than him." Shen Yuexin reached out and knocked on Shi Yu's forehead, not surprised at all.

"That's what I said, but after all, they have the cultivation of the peak of the Vientiane Realm." After speaking, Li Yunfei looked at Yang Xuan: "If Brother Yang is sure of that Jiang Yichen?"

"I am bound to get the Jiuqiao Jindan." Yang Xuan blurted out, although he did not say whether he was sure of Jiang Yichen, but everyone could feel his confidence.

This is a kind of strong self-confidence radiating from the bones, and I will treat the many young leaders of the city as nothing.

"Hmph, it's really arrogant, just because you entered the Vientiane Realm, you want to win the Nine Orifices Golden Elixir?" A cold snort came, obviously someone with sharp ears nearby heard Yang Xuan's rhetoric.

"Then just keep your eyes open and see how I pick the crown."

"It's really a big forest, and there are all kinds of birds. It's 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're fine, I still have a problem, but I want to ask, what if you didn't do it?"

"Then I'll be your follower."

"A gentleman's word."

"It's hard to chase a horse."

"Okay, let's make an appointment."

Just as Yang Xuan and a young man who claimed to be Feng Xiao made a bet, the swords on the sword-fighting platforms were full of sword energy and the sound was constant. Some of the battles were duels between two geniuses. Very exciting, won the applause of the audience.

Yang Xuan didn't speak to Feng Xiao at this time, and watched the battles on each sword fighting platform intently.

As expected of the Sword God Palace, those who dare to participate in the Sword Fighting Tournament have realized that the sword is clear and powerful.

In addition, in the so-called battle of swords, both sides of the battle are naturally swordsmen, and each has also cultivated powerful swordsmanship.

Soon, a round of battle was over, and another hundred people won, and the audience cheered.

hum!

At the same time, Yang Xuan raised his brows slightly, and noticed a change in the transmission token on his body.

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

"Little beast, you are lucky this time, otherwise you will be better off dead." Zhuge Yun was also transported to the sword fighting stage, but he did not share the stage with Yang Xuan, but he hated Yang Xuan thoroughly and kept staring at him. As soon as he saw him on stage, two icy cold lights flashed in his eyes.

Yang Xuan broke through to the Vientiane Realm, and his perception range has reached a radius of 1,500 feet. Naturally, he sensed the killing intent in Zhuge Yun's eyes, but he was indifferent, and he didn't even look at Zhuge Yun, his eyes were only looking at the opposite. The same opponent.

This is a slender young man with short black hair.

This person is also a genius, with a cultivation base of the Seventh Heaven of Vientiane Realm, and the dazzling blue long sword in his hand is obviously a mid-grade spirit sword, and his strength will not be weak.