Chapter 5320

After a huge muffled sound, the wind seeking sword on the challenge arena was directly hit tens of thousands of miles.

The whole body began to crack.

Careless!

The elder sitting above, his face slightly changed.

Even Jian Wushuang couldn't help shaking his head in public. This wind seeking sword was too waves, and he kept provoking with his body method.

I originally wanted to find the flaw of Zhu bazha, but finally I leaked the flaw and was seriously injured by a sword, and the divine body was broken.

This is obviously going to be over.

”Put it out! "I wish Hacha's demon body, towering thousands of battles, swooping down.

The wind chasing sword pulled out the sword again, and the breath was also rising, but it was half depressed, and obviously the source was also injured.

"Stop!"

Before the nine sword elder shouted to stop, the elder stood up first, waved his hand and directly pulled the wind chasing sword out of the challenge arena.

Elder Jiujian's face moved, some angry.

He now doubts whether this wind chasing sword is the illegitimate son of the elder. Is it necessary?

Even if the sword really fell, the wind seeking sword could not fall. At most, it was seriously injured and slept for a period of time.

It's not very good. Let him correct his own problems.

Taoist Liuyang's face was not very good-looking. If it weren't for the Shangqing palace leader here, he would have to swear.

Is this necessary for the struggle between young people?

Personally end, even if you want to stop the loss, it's also the elder of nine swords!

Can Jiujian still watch Tai a Jian fall from Shangqing palace.

Although some other emperors were dissatisfied, they didn't dare to show it, so they could only turn their heads to congratulate Taoist Liuyang.

Hearing this, his face was better.

These people obviously don't care about treasures.

But Jian Wushuang cares!

In his opinion, the strength of the two men is equal, and it is expected that the big Presbyterian will interfere, so he will make a draw.

Now, this wind chasing sword is too useless. His strength has not been revealed at all. He is very hopeful of a draw. He has to hide his hand and wait for the other party's flaws.

In the end, I lost.

"Damn it!"

Jian Wushuang cursed secretly. He didn't get any treasure, and finally lost the stone of killing immortals.

"Best wishes to Octopus!" The elder of nine swords shouted, and the other twelve tai'a swords all expressed surprise.

According to the elders, they should not be the strongest. Originally, they vowed to hold all the challenge arena, and there should be no one defeat.

Who would have thought that after only a few rounds, he lost a game.

They also heard that there was a Taoist king on the tomb god mountain, whose strength was very strong, and the origin was much stronger than the emperor. Before that man made a move, they lost one.

A lot of treasures and sacred stones fell in front of Zhu bazha.

"These are all yours!"

After hearing this, Zhu Hacha thought that the golden sword would not be given to him. At that moment, he hesitated and dared not answer it. His eyes also turned to Taoist Liuyang.

"Take it! These treasures have nothing to do with the golden sword!"

Six Yang Taoist opened his mouth and wished eight forks to dare to take so many treasures.

"Don't thank these elders!" Six Yang Taoist Yin and Yang strange airway.

Zhu bazha seemed to understand, and bowed down to thank him at once.

Those people of the demon sect, fortunately, other decent emperors, their faces are not very good-looking.

Especially the elder Jiujian, he is not afraid of losing and does not complain.

It's just that I don't like the practice of the elder.

"Next round, continue!"

Elder Jiujian, his voice is like a bell.

I wish Hacha opened the precedent of this time to win the sword, and the remaining emperors also played one after another.

Dao Jun, who can sit in the second row, is comparable to the emperor in strength and extremely noble in identity. This time, he came all for the golden sword and to make a reputation.

They are all people who are about to unite the Tao. This victory makes the heart of the Tao perfect, and the unity of the Tao enters the emperor and becomes a strong man.

"Saro City, Brolli!" A burly man with bare upper body and waxy eyes stood up.

He sits in the fifth row, which is very inconspicuous!

The breath is also very ordinary, with dark long hair, bound by headbands, like a savage.

Sitting in the third row, Dao Jun couldn't help sneering: "it's time for people to daydream!"

In the first few rounds, most of them are scattered repairs. These scattered repairs have no doors or sects. They directly report their names and no one knows them. They can only be preceded by a city name.

"Qingyang sect, five scattered!"

"Jingguang City, Zhou Shang!"

“.........“

Jian Wushuang is not ready to watch any more, and there is nothing beautiful behind.

In general, he is very jealous of unique treasures, but these people are not very good. No wonder Qishen temple will recruit inheritors from the outside world.

The practitioners of the four secret realms of emotion are all waste. No matter how strong the inheritance treasure is, the original defects cannot be made up.

Yang Sanmu knew this for a long time and didn't care about it. That's why he kept a straight face here.

These people really don't deserve to sit at the same table with him.

He would rather believe in the puppets of the Xuanwu Temple than these ancient wastes when he fought abroad.

"Tomb god mountain, unparalleled sword, ask for advice!"

The unparalleled sword, like a sharp blade, broke through the air and fell directly on the last empty arena.

The 13th TAIA sword of Shangqing Dynasty, the 12th sword "dream Sword Fairy!"

This name is also very similar to an old friend. Jian Wushuang doesn't like it.

His appearance made the nine sword elder look moved. Today, he lost at least two golden swords. He couldn't see through the unparalleled strength of swords. He was better than the dream Sword Fairy.

The unparalleled appearance of the sword made many young people straight their eyes.

They couldn't see through the mysterious Daojun on the tomb god mountain, but many people still felt that it was too exaggerated. Even if it was strong, it was Daojun level.

The four secret places are so big that they can be afraid of a Taoist king on a mountain.

Originally, these people also thought that Jian Wushuang should challenge Jian Kui when he came on the stage. They didn't expect to fight a woman.

It really lowered my status.

I'm in the first row, and I'm the same generation as those five rank emperors. That's all.

Nie yuan didn't think there was anything wrong with jianwushuang. He was a master of kendo. He could analyze a lot of things from every move of Jianxiu.

"Uncle Nie, is he strong?" Qingluo girl asked cautiously.

Nie yuan nodded and said, "it's very strong, at least one grade stronger than the dream Sword Fairy!"

"Has he ever played taiajiankui?" The girl had many questions in her heart. Seeing uncle Nie's answer, she hurriedly asked.

Nie yuan turned his head and said with spoiled eyes, "you won't know until you fight! Take a good look, it's useful for you."

Sitting in the fourth row, an emperor couldn't help but snort coldly and sneered, "why, I just went to hug my thigh and began to flatter."

The emperor's strength is general, but his background is very strong, so he dares to speak.

Hearing this sentence, the young girl Qingluo was very angry, but she wanted to refute it, but she was pressed down by Nie yuan.

Hum!

The emperors are so powerful that they can't see through their swords, especially those Taoist kings.