Nine Realms Sword Master

Hearing the voices from the crowds on both sides, the representative teams of Fengyun Nation all looked ugly, and each of them looked downcast and said nothing.

On the edge of the ring, a group of brightly armored soul-seers laughed and looked at the approaching team jokingly.

"Look, our opponent is here!"

"Tsk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk

"It's the wheel warfare anyway, let's just play it casually."

"Hmph, watch my performance later, I can do it alone, you have tea next to me."

"Haha, Liang Ren, don't swell your face and make you fat, did you deal with Lang Mubai?"

"Huh, what's so terrible about Lang Mubai? A **** ranked ninety or so on the emperor killer list. Wait for me to kill him and become the third emperor killer in our country! Also let your dogs look down on people. Let's take a look."

"Hahahaha, let's just take a look."

The team from the misty country is very happy here.

Behind them, there are several luxurious chariots. Behind the chariots are rows of brightly armored troops. There are about a thousand people. In front of the chariots are a row of fragrant wooden tables and chairs. Many of them are wearing golden armor. The men and women sit together, sipping tea and chatting at the same time. The strength of these people is terrible, and judging from the tokens hanging from their waists, each is a distinguished person.

Bai Ye had noticed these people early, especially the middle-aged man wearing black armor with a serious look among them. His aura was the strongest among them, and he had reached the middle emperor!

A small country can come up with a middle-ranked emperor, and it is only a general. How many emperors will there be in the tens of thousands of kingdoms in the entire Shenwu Continent?

Bai Ye took a breath.

"Who is on the ring?"

When he looked at the luxurious and huge ring, he saw a man in a plain robe standing in the center of the ring. The man was wearing a hood and could not see his face. He was motionless like a statue.

"Don't you even know about the Divine Martial Adjudicator? You really are a bun!"

Yu Xiaoxiang once again stared at Baiye with contempt, and then said humbly: "Shenwu adjudicator is the messenger of Shenwu Judge. I don’t know how many of them, but as long as someone on Shenwu Continent proposes Shenwu Judge to Lord Shenwu After the request of the duel, the judge of Shenwu will send the judge of Shenwu to preside over the duel, and the notarization of the ruling will ensure the fairness of the duel! As long as the judge is present, no one dares to destroy the duel, and the loser is under the duress of the judge. Nor can you admit defeat! So as long as he is there, it will be a fair duel."

"Oh? That's the way it is..." Bai Ye pretended to be surprised, but his eyebrows wrinkled, and asked again: "Then Shenwu Judge... who the **** is it? Do you know?"

"This...I don't know. I heard Master said that he was a very mysterious person, but there is no doubt that the strength of the judge is extremely terrifying, so terrible that we can't speculate at will!" Yu Xiaoxiangyi His face looked forward to saying, "If I were so strong, how good would it be?"

When Fengyun Nation's team drove to the front of the ring, they began to **** their feet and regroup.

General Xiao Changhai, who was sitting over there, glanced at the frame of this side, and said lightly: "Tiansong State Master, you are late!"

"The old man has injuries and is inconvenient to move, so he is slightly slow. I hope the general will forgive me." Tiansong's voice sounded in the chariot.

"Injury?" Xiao Changhai snorted coldly, "Guo Shi is the first person in Fengyun Nation. Why is there a small injury? Don't talk nonsense! This martial arts duel is the most fundamental way to solve the long-standing conflict between your two countries. , The pride of our country can't bear it anymore, let's get started!"

"Don't worry, when it will start, the adjudicator should make a decision."

The sound from the coach came again, and he saw a dry hand stretched out, lifted the curtain and walked down.

An old man with white hair in light armor walked out. Lang Mubai and Li Xiaohong on both sides hurriedly helped.

Countless people looked up.

Tiansong!

The national teacher of the country of Fengyun is also the number one master of the country of Fengyun! The terrifying middle-ranked emperor, famous for moving the two countries, even the masters of the ethereal country, when facing Tiansong, they have to retreat. The overall population and national power of the Fengyun Kingdom are far less than the ethereal country, but the reason why it can be in the ethereal country The main reason for standing side by side for so many years is because of Tiansong.

This time, Tiansong was attacked by a killer, and there was a great emperor among the two killers.

In fact, it is very difficult for a lower emperor to sneak attack on the middle emperor. Even if he succeeds, relying on the methods of the lower emperor to kill the middle emperor even if he severely wounds the middle emperor would be fantastic.

However, Tiansong was inexplicably poisoned, so that when he was fighting against the lower emperor, his combat power was greatly reduced, and he almost lost his life.

Tiansong knew, and the monarchs of Fengyun Nation knew that all this was done by the people of the Misty Kingdom. There were spies from the Misty Nation in the capital, and in Tiansong's mansion, the Misty Nation had begun to target Tiansong.

The monarch was furious and immediately investigated the matter. It turned out that the poisoner was actually an old butler who had served Tiansong for nearly sixty years. He was originally a man of the ethereal country and had been lurking in the capital of Fengyun Kingdom for today.

The monarch publicly killed the old housekeeper, but news of Tiansong's injury has spread like wildfire.

No one knows that the Misty Kingdom has been thinking about it for decades!

Upon hearing the news, the Misty Nation quickly assembled troops, crushed the territory, and caused troubles, creating an excuse to fight the Misty Nation.

And this martial arts duel was planned by the ethereal country.

The bet for the duel is one-third of the territory of the Misty Kingdom and the Fengyun Kingdom. The winner will occupy one-third of the land of the other country under the witness of the fetish judge.

Once the resources of one third of the territory are obtained, annexing the remaining territory is almost like a snap.

Therefore, it is no exaggeration to say that this duel directly determines the survival of the two countries.

The participating teams of the Misty Kingdom seemed very relaxed, after all, they had two emperor killers, and their overall strength was stronger than that of the Fengyun Nation.

But Feng Yun Nation is all fidgeting.

Bai Ye glanced at him, most of the participants only had the strength of the new imperial emperor. There were only a few emperors of Fengyun Nation, and the others were Xianyun Yehe. The monarch couldn’t control it at all, and he didn’t know where it was. General Xiao Changhai, the only emperor currently able to fight is Lang Mubai.

"We have lost seven consecutive games. This is the last one. If we lose this time, then Fengyun Nation will really be over."

Yu Xiaoxiang looked at the misty country team opposite, with a pale face and muttered.

"Oh... it has nothing to do with me."

"Huh, bad guy!" Yu Xiaoxiang was a little angry.

Bai Ye didn't bother to pay attention, and said casually: "You want to play too? How many are you playing?"

"This girl is the third to come on stage!" Yu Xiaoxiang said, hugging her chest.

"The third? Is that cannon fodder?" Bai Ye said.

This kind of wheel warfare, the master is generally used as the finale, the early stage is to fight consumption.

Yu Xiaoxiang's face flushed when she heard it, but surprisingly did not refute.

After all... Bai Ye was right, she, who was almost the lowest among the disciples of Tian Song's knees, could indeed only be used to consume opponents.

"quiet!"

At this moment, the adjudicator on the ring suddenly opened his eyes, and the gloomy face under the hood made a magnificent voice.

The audience was silent.

The judge retreated to the edge of the ring before speaking again.

"Now, the ninth battle between the Fengyun Kingdom and the Misty Kingdom is about to begin. Each of the two sides will send ten contestants for a wheel battle! Please send one of the contestants from both countries to the stage to fight!"

Shouted the arbiter.

The imperial imperial emperor Liang Ren, the pinnacle of the mysterious country, jumped onto the ring with his feet a little bit.

The crowd was silent.

The ninth game... is also the last one for Fengyun Country. If it loses again this time, Fengyun Country will not have any chance...

"Liang Ren of the ethereal country, please enlighten me!" Liang Ren shouted.

"Fengyun Country He Guang! Please enlighten me from Brother Liang." In the Fengyun Nation's team, one person got the life of Lang Mubai and jumped up.

That is also the peak pseudo-emperor.

The two stood still, and the adjudicator shouted.

"Start!"

The two are fighting together.

A barrier was raised on the arena, and the two sacrificed horror soul skills and blasted each other. The ring was immediately blasted with colorful explosions, so intense.

However, the peak pseudo-emperor is also divided into strengths and weaknesses. This Liang Ren has obviously been stuck in the peak pseudo-emperor for many years. He has a very strong soul power. He has eight heavenly souls, two more than He Guang, and the two are fighting. After a hundred breaths, He Guang immediately showed fatigue.

"It's over."

Liang Ren sneered, suddenly pulled out the single-handed sword on his waist and slashed towards He Guang.

He Guang was careless, and immediately cut off his arm with a single knife, and his armor was torn like paper.

"Not good!" Li Xiaohong was shocked.

"He Guang, surrender immediately!" Lang Mubai yelled anxiously.

But it's too late...

His arm was cut off, He Guang's soul power was in chaos, and he was in pain, but Liang Ren took this opportunity to stab him in the chest with a single knife.

Puff!

He Guang's chest was pierced, and his heavenly soul was directly smashed...

"I surrender..."

He Guang shouted with the last strength.

"He Guangtian's soul is damaged and has no combat ability. In the first round, Liang Rensheng!" The adjudicator raised his head and said coldly.

Liang Ren drew his sword and retreated, sneering at the people of Fengyun Kingdom.

In the Shenwu duel, deliberate killing is not allowed, but that is just to say that the sword has no eyes, and it will not be so good if the arbiter is really killed, but it is very simple to abolish the heavenly soul! The knife Liang Ren just now can obviously kill He Guang, but he didn't. Instead, he chose to damage his heavenly soul. The purpose is very simple...

He wants to humiliate the people of Fengyun Nation!

We must crush Fengyun Nation fiercely!

"Oh, it's over so soon? I haven't warmed up yet! Say you have no one in Fengyun Country? Send such a trash to fight against me?" Liang Ren clasped his hands on his chest, contemptuously scorning the people in Fengyun Country. He smiled and said: "Is there any other waste to come up? Hurry up? I'm in a hurry."