Sword Emperor of the Astonishing Sky

"What! What do you want?" Qi Xuan's eyes widened and he asked in disbelief.

"Didn't you hear clearly? Then I'll say it again." Lin Bai said coldly: "I want an arm from all the Qimen warriors here who laughed at Xiandong Mountain's Seventy-two Sword Cultivators, and I also want you, Qi Xuan Young Sword Master Two arms!"

"This time, do you hear me clearly?"

Lin Bai spoke loudly and looked at Qi Xuan firmly.

When Lin Bai's words came out, the two hundred thousand warriors on the Martial God Mountain were immediately stunned!

"Dongfang Bai...this..."

"Nima!"

"Forget about the other Qimen warriors, Dongfang Bai actually wants Qi Xuan's arm. He is a Young Sword Master. If he cuts off his arms in public, I'm afraid he won't have the face to be a Young Sword Master."

"I feel that if Dongfang Bai hadn't given the sect face and knew that no one could kill within the sect, otherwise, he would have risked his life with Qi Xuan and the Qimen warriors!"

"I'm kidding, that's a demon sword. The demon sword is heavier than Qi Xuan and Qimen's warriors combined. Since Master Dongfang Bai Shaojian took out the demon sword as a lottery, Qi Xuan and Qimen's warriors took out a It’s not too much to use your arms as lottery prizes.”

There are now more than 200,000 sword cultivators gathered on Wushen Mountain, most of them are inner sword cultivators. They all looked at Qi Xuan curiously. They also wanted to know whether Qi Xuan would agree.

Qi Xuan froze on the spot for a moment, thinking: If I really lose, I will cut off my arm in public. If this news gets out, I, Qi Xuan, may not have the shame to hang out in the Tongtian Sword Sect.

But if I win, the demon sword will be mine!

Qi Xuan's eyes narrowed and he glanced at the demon sword stuck on the ground. His eyes finally became fiery. He gritted his teeth and said with a hard look, "Okay, Junior Brother Dongfang, I'll make a bet with you!"

Lin Bai said coldly: "Then what if you lose and your Qimen warrior is unwilling to cut off his arm?"

Qi Xuan said coldly: "If they are unwilling to cut off one of their arms, I will cut off both of my arms in public and then kowtow to you three times!"

"It's a deal!"

Lin Bai agreed immediately.

After Qi Xuan and Lin Bai finished their discussion, Qi Xuan looked at Meng Chunrui again and said with extremely sharp eyes: "Use all your means to defeat Nie Xiong!"

Hearing this, Meng Chunrui sneered in a low voice: "I understand, Master Shao Jian, just please do it."

Lin Bai looked at Nie Xiong.

Nie Xiong stood in the field. At this moment, he also heard the conversation between Lin Bai and Qi Xuan. He immediately looked extremely solemn and said, "Senior Brother Dongfang, please rest assured. As long as I am still alive, I will not admit defeat!"

Lin Bai said calmly: "Nie Xiong, there is not much psychological pressure. I believe you, just go ahead and fight."

Nie Xiong nodded slightly.

At that moment, Meng Chunrui jumped out and landed on the field, standing opposite Nie Xiong!

At this time, a waiter brought a chair for Lin Bai and let Lin Bai sit next to Qi Xuan.

The two looked closely at the duel between Nie Xiong and Meng Chunrui on the field.

Meng Chunrui fell into the field and stood opposite Nie Xiong. He took out a sword from his storage bag and said with a sneer: "It seems that not only the Seventy-two Swordsmen of Xiandong Mountain will lose today, but Dongfang Bai will also lose." Therefore, the demon sword was lost!"

Nie Xiong's eyes were fierce: "It's too early to say this!"

Meng Chunrui sneered: "Nie Xiong, do you think you are my opponent?"

"I reached the Dzogchen Realm of Yin Saint three years ago. I have kept a low profile for three years and have reached the middle stage of my cultivation. If you fight with me, you will be humiliating yourself."

Meng Chunrui pointed at Nie Xiong coldly like the edge of a sword.

"That being the case, there's no need to say more. Let's see the real deal." Nie Xiong's sword flashed with cold light, and he suddenly swayed and attacked Meng Chunrui.

A bright sword light struck Meng Chunrui's body with great sway and sharpness.

Meng Chunrui snorted coldly, raised his sword, and faced the attack with the same sharp swordsmanship.

Immediately, in the square on Wushen Mountain, two peerless sword cultivators were coming and going, making fierce and aggressive moves.

Lin Bai and Qi Xuan sat on the viewing platform and looked at the field.

Qi Xuan, in particular, looked solemn and his eyes flashed with a hint of darkness.

"Fuck me, when did Nie Xiong become so powerful? His artistic conception has been cultivated to the point where it is infinitely close to the advanced stage!"

"Yes, Nie Xiong's swordsmanship is actually much more powerful than Meng Chunrui's."

"Not only that, Nie Xiong is probably even better than Li Chou."

Many onlookers saw the clues as they watched Nie Xiong and Meng Chunrui's exchange of hundreds of moves.

In the first fifty moves, Meng Chunrui could still resist Nie Xiong to some extent.

But by the last fifty moves, Meng Chunrui's swordsmanship was obviously at a disadvantage, and he was gradually suppressed by Nie Xiong.

"The victory or defeat has been decided." When Lin Bai saw this, he sat on the chair with peace of mind, and a sneer gradually appeared on the corner of his mouth. If nothing else happened, Nie Xiong would be able to defeat Meng Chunrui directly in fifty moves!

"Well done, Senior Brother Nie Xiong."

"Senior Brother Nie Xiong is so strong, and Meng Chunrui is looking for death!"

"No, if it were before the Vast Sea Demon Kingdom, maybe Meng Chunrui could easily defeat Senior Brother Nie Xiong, but now that we have returned from the Vast Sea Demon Kingdom, let alone Senior Brother Nie Xiong, even if I take action, I can easily defeat Meng Chunrui. .”

The seventy-two sword cultivators of Xiandong Mountain standing under the viewing platform all laughed.

They have also seen that Nie Xiong is only one step away from winning this battle!

"Damn it! How could his swordsmanship be so strong! This is impossible!" Under the pressure of Nie Xiong's swordsmanship, Meng Chunrui's face turned pale, blue veins popped out, and a lot of sweat dripped from his forehead. It was obvious that he had I can't hold it any longer.

"Defeat me." Nie Xiong showed off his swordsmanship at this moment. His sharp sword pierced through Meng Chunrui's defenses and went straight to Meng Chunrui's throat.

If this sword is carried out, even if Meng Chunrui does not die, he will definitely be seriously injured!

"No!" Meng Chunrui hurriedly stepped forward, but Nie Xiong's sword was faster and he directly caught up with Meng Chunrui.

Meng Chunrui looked panicked and suddenly looked back at Qi Xuan on the viewing platform!

Seeing that Meng Chunrui was about to lose, Qi Xuan's expression immediately changed, and then a trace of gloom gradually filled his face. After glancing at Lin Bai, he slightly turned the palm of his hand hidden in his sleeve, and a sword light came from between his sleeve. Fly straight out!

The sword light flying out from Qi Xuan's sleeve was very powerful, and there was actually a hint of terrifying sword power condensed in it.

The moment this sword light flew out, it landed on Nie Xiong's back. The icy air caused Nie Xiong's expression to change drastically. He quickly sheathed his sword, turned around and slashed out with his sword!

At this moment, Lin Bai's eyes flashed fiercely, and with a thought, the flying sword from his dantian rushed out. After a flash, he directly chopped the sword light into pieces in mid-air!

"Qi Xuan! Are you so shameless?" Lin Bai stood up from his chair angrily, opened his mouth and roared, his voice loud and clear, spreading throughout the entire Wushen Mountain!