Chapter 31

Bang!

The cold faced young man fell heavily on the ground of the challenge arena. In an instant, the challenge arena was shocked and the floor cracked.

"Senior brother Yemo." Jian Menger even looked at the man, "are you?"

"Junior sister." Ye Mo glanced at jianmeng'er, "today, I came here with my senior to witness you show your edge and take over the position of Jiange Lord, but I didn't expect what we saw was that you were so humiliated in this battle. Your status is high and your status is transcendent. Naturally, you don't disdain to do it yourself, but I, a senior brother, can't treat it as nothing."

With that, ye Mo looked at Jian Wushuang again and said in a low voice, "Jian Wushuang, you are also a seven foot man, bullying a woman, do you have a sense of achievement?"

"Women?" Jian Wushuang couldn't help laughing, "two months ago, when I hadn't condensed spiritual power and was just an ordinary person, she told me with a lesson that I'll never forget, in this world, strength is supreme and the strong is supreme. At that time, how could I not see that she was a woman?"

"Well, you're right." Ye Mo nodded and snorted coldly, "the world is originally dominated by the strong. In that case, I'll tell you now with my strength that my master's disciple, my junior sister of Ye Mo, can't be bullied wantonly."

"I will let you know that you are just a frog at the bottom of a well and a clown!"

As soon as the voice fell, a thick and incomparable aura of spiritual power immediately spread out from the night ink.

This aura of spiritual power was even stronger than that of jianmeng'er, who turned the sea into a peak.

"Huahai is complete!"

"This night ink is actually the perfect strong man of Huahai?"

"How old is he? He should look like us. Why is his spiritual cultivation so high?"

"It's incredible that jianmeng'er reached the peak at the age of 16, and her elder martial brother was even better."

There was an immediate commotion on the school grounds.

"Shui Hanxin, you Tianyuan sword sect have a lot of talents." Bai Chong glanced at Shui Hanxin with deep meaning.

"The reason why our Tianyuan sword sect is strong is that we have sufficient resources to attract countless talented disciples from generation to generation. Although Meng er's talent is excellent, it is only the top in our Tianyuan sword sect, but it is not the strongest." The water is cold in the heart.

"But is it too much for your disciples to act like this now? As soon as jianmeng'er was defeated, he jumped out. If he was also defeated by jianwushuang, wouldn't all the top disciples of your Tianyuan sword sect have to jump out?" Bai Chong said coldly.

"So what? There are many talented disciples of Tianyuan sword sect, not to mention, my disciple is just 16 years old this year, and is the same age as Jian Wushuang. Fighting with him is not bullying him?" Shui Hanxin laughed.

"That's different." Bai Chong immediately shook his head, "although he is quite old, his treatment is not the same. Your disciple has been cultivating in the Tianyuan sword sect since childhood, and all he got are the top resources, the best cultivation skill and sword script, as well as the guidance and instruction of you, the strong man at the peak of the golden elixir, and even some strong men in the Tianyuan sword sect. Jianwushuang has always depended on himself. Can you be the same between the two?"

"That's weird again. Who? He can only blame himself." Shui Hanxin's face was cold. He glanced at Bai Chong and said in a low voice, "Bai Chong, this Jian Wushuang is from the Jianhou mansion. It should have nothing to do with you, the director of the life and death arena? Even the head of the Jianhou mansion didn't say anything. What qualifications do you have to complain here?"

Bai Chongyi stagnated and couldn't help looking at the strong men in the Jianhou mansion on the bleachers.

The strong men in Jianhou mansion on this stand, except jianxinhong, were either the elders of the blood martial hall or the alchemist of the Dan room. As for the people in the sword Pavilion, none of them were there. Naturally, the people in the blood martial hall and the Dan room couldn't speak for jianwushuang. As for jianxinhong, he hesitated for a while, but when he saw the cold face of Shui Hanxin, his words were swallowed again.

He could see that at the moment, Shui Hanxin was in a rage. If he felt aggrieved for jianwushuang at this time, it would be tantamount to letting Jianhou mansion completely offend the water elder who had great power in Tianyuan Jianzong.

Therefore, he finally chose silence.

Seeing this, Bai Chong couldn't help but say that even the Marquis of Jian didn't come forward to speak for Jian Wushuang. What can he say as an outsider?

On the challenge arena, the spirit breath of Hua Hai's perfection burst out from ye Mo, which made all the Marquis disciples on the school field feel pressure.

"Melting the sea to perfection?" The sword has no double-sided color.

The perfection of the sea can be a higher level than the spiritual cultivation of jianmeng'er, and this night ink has long been worshipped under the water cold heart gate, and has been practicing in the Tianyuan sword sect. The cultivation skills and swordsmanship secrets of the Tianyuan sword sect contact much earlier than jianmeng'er, and the swordsmanship must be much more powerful than jianmeng'er.

For Shangjian Menger, he almost tried his best to defeat it just now, and for this night ink, jianwushuang was not at all sure. However, when jianwushuang looked at the bleachers and noticed that the cold eyes of water chill had the subtle expressions of several people around him, he even understood.

"I'm afraid even if I want to refuse this war, I can't do it? However, I never want to refuse. In that case, then fight!" Jian Wushuang clenched his hands, and the slightly retracted pupils flickered a trace of Madness at this moment.

"Secret skill... Snatch spirit!"

Hum void seems to be a shock.

Jian Wushuang's body seemed to turn into a black hole that could hold everything, and from the surrounding heaven and earth, a stream of biological forces from heaven and earth burst into him at an amazing speed.

With the infusion of the power of life, the breath on jianwushuang suddenly rose.

Originally, his spiritual cultivation, which was just the peak of the eight fold heaven of Shinto, could barely be compared with beautifying the sea Dacheng, but now his spiritual cultivation almost instantly exceeded the scope of the eight fold heaven and reached the level of the nine fold heaven of Shinto.

At the same time, a sharp pain also rose, making the unparalleled face of the sword completely distorted.

Finally, the first volume of soul snatching secret reached the extreme, and the sharp pain on Jian Wushuang also reached the extreme. As for his spiritual cultivation, at this moment, it also soared directly to the peak of the Ninth Heaven of Shinto!

Clenching his teeth, the sword was ferocious without two sides. He raised his head fiercely, and a light seemed to form a substance, penetrating the void and directly locking the night demon. At the same time, the sword unparalleled with incomparable arrogance, but also with a trace of unyielding words, also sounded heavily in everyone's heart at this moment.

"The night ink of Tianyuan sword sect, isn't it? Since you don't agree, I'll fight you!"

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