Chapter 819

Around the challenge arena, everyone looked at the sword with compassion.

In their view, the sword unparalleled now, it is just to die.

"Come on, show all your strength, otherwise, you won't have a chance." Xia Yan looked at the sword indifferently, and his eyes seemed to be looking at a mole ant.

"As you wish."

Jian Wushuang answered casually. The Shaodi sword appeared in his hand, and then he waved a sword directly at Xia Yan across a long distance.

A sword was waved, and immediately a huge sword shadow attacked Xia Yan.

However, across such a long distance, and the speed of that sword is not fast, let alone Xia Yan, any of the strongest gods can easily avoid.

"What is this boy doing?"

"Do you know that you will die, so you have given up and just want to pretend?"

"It's not like this to pretend. I can hide from such a sword."

Many fighters in the audience were talking.

And as they expected, such a 'aboveboard' sword shadow cut over, and Xia Yan's body shape was just a slight illusion, and he easily avoided it.

"Sure enough, it's mole ants."

Xia Yan disdained to smile. His body shape had already appeared in front of the sword without two sides, and then a dark knife light swept out.

This knife light is surprisingly fast.

Before that, the yuan and the demon died under the light of this knife one after another.

Seeing this scene, many people in the audience have secretly sighed.

But just when this knife light is about to touch the unparalleled body of the sword

Dang!

The sound of metal impact rang out, and a strange sword shadow appeared silently, which resisted the knife appropriately.

"Huh?" Xia Yan looked up in surprise.

"What?"

"Is it blocked?"

There was surprise around the challenge arena.

They saw that it was Jian Wushuang who waved his sword and blocked Xia Yan's knife.

"It's a little interesting."

Xia Yan's mouth was slightly cocked up, but her eyes were unusually cold. Her wrist moved, and the cold knife in her hand, Hua Hua!!! One after another.

Sandaoshen Leng sent out the cold shadow of the knife, and directly rushed to the three vital points of jianwushuang throat, heart and eyebrow.

These three sword shadow powers are not very strong, but the speed is extremely terrible.

Dang! Dang! Dang!

Three consecutive blows rang through the challenge arena, and these three sword shadows were also blocked by the unparalleled sword.

"Can you even keep up with the speed of my knife?"

Xia Yan was a little surprised at the bottom of his heart, but then he snorted coldly. The Qi Hesen cold war knife in his hand suddenly raised, and a magnificent power instantly condensed.

WOW!

The knife light cut down in an instant.

Before this Xia Yan shot, the sabre was only fast, but the power was very general, but now this Sabre showed a vast power.

Sword peerless also immediately raised his sword to resist.

Bang!

A loud noise, this sword unparalleled blocked.

But the terror power contained in this knife came like a huge mountain, which immediately blasted the sword out of the ring, and finally hit the edge of the ring.

There was a huge pit on the ground of the challenge arena, and the dust and smoke rolled.

"The strength of this God is still reluctantly, but unfortunately, it is still a waste." Xia Yan looked at the unparalleled sword trapped in the huge pit, hissed, and then turned around to leave.

In the audience, countless spectators looked at Xia Yan in awe.

"Xia Yan is really strong."

"In the three matches, he was the three most powerful gods, but he won easily."

"No wonder he dared to say that he would defeat three with one before. Indeed, even if these three gods worked together, it was estimated that in his hands, they could not support half a column of incense."

Exclamatory voices came from all directions.

These voices fell into Xia Yan's ears. Xia Yan was still light hearted and elegant. He didn't care about these amazing voices on the surface, but at the bottom of his heart, he was extremely comfortable.

He enjoyed the feeling of being admired by thousands of people.

This feeling made him very happy and comfortable.

With a trace of pleasure, Xia Yan walked to the edge of the challenge arena and looked at Lin Wan, "miss Wan'er..."

Xia Yan just wanted to say something, but suddenly, PA! The sound of the ground breaking suddenly sounded, and a stone turned into a streamer, shooting directly at Xia Yan's head.

Xia Yan's face sank, and his breath surged. He shook the stone into powder directly, and then turned around to look.

The unparalleled figure of Jian had stood up again from the huge pit. He stood there coldly, waving his hand and patting the dust on his clothes.

Looking at the unparalleled sword at the moment, Xia Yan's face did not change.

"Not dead?"

"Not only didn't he die, he didn't even get hurt?"

Xia Yan felt a little surprised at the bottom of her heart.

The power of his just cut is not bad. Even if a fourth step of the eternal realm collides head-on, it can't be unharmed?

"He didn't get hurt?"

"Is it not injured, not even the breath weakened?"

"This..."

Around the challenge arena, a large number of martial artists also looked at jianwushuang again.

These warriors were also stunned.

The only thing that didn't surprise me was the owner of Bauhinia Island, the owner of Tianyun Pavilion and Yang zaixuan.

On the challenge arena, Jian Wushuang's face was cold, without any emotion, staring at Xia Yan in front of him, "Xia Yan, I heard that you are called the first God of all ages?"

"It's something. What's the matter?" Xia Yan Leng looked at the unparalleled sword, but there was still a trace of disdain between her eyebrows.

The corners of Jian Wushuang's mouth curled up, and cold words slowly spit out from his mouth, "it's nothing. I just want to tell you that if your strength is only this level, from today on, the title of your first God will belong to me."

Jian Wushuang said casually and plainly, but many fighters in the bloody battle platform heard it, but they couldn't help but stare.

On the first day, the title of God belongs to him?

What is this?

"Hehe, very good. Then I want to see how you can take it away from me." Xia Yan's face became cold, and it was obvious that Jian Wushuang's words had completely angered him.

"I'll let you know."

Jian Wushuang didn't have any more nonsense. He tightened the Shao emperor's sword in his hand, but the next moment he directly urged his blood power.

Suddenly, his body began to soar at an amazing speed.

Not only his figure began to soar, but also his breath soared.

In the dumbfounded of countless martial artists around, just for a moment, the sword peerless has turned into a golden Jiagu God that is 15 meters tall.

The Shao emperor sword in his hand also soared with his body, reaching a length of ten meters.