MTL - Chaotic Sword God-Chapter 3493 The battle of the ring (2)

This is only one of them. Second, most of the inheritance of the Zixiao Sword Sect has been lost, and it has long been in an incomplete state. As a result, the current disciples of the Zixiao Sword Sect, whether it is the exercises they have cultivated or the combat skills they have mastered, are still in a state of incompleteness. Not as good as the four surrounding forces.

The last point, and the most important point, is that the six disciples of the Thunder Sword Sect each have an artifact on them!

Although they are all low-grade artifacts, compared with the top-grade immortal artifacts worn by the disciples of the Zixiao Sword Sect, even the high-grade artifacts, that is the difference between cloud and mud.

"If nothing else, Zixiao Jianzong will lose this duel." Jian Chen secretly said in his heart.

At this time, the arena was already set up, and a disciple of Thunder Sword Sect walked out of the arena and said proudly to the people of Zixiao Sword Sect: "Xue Ran, I don't know which Taoist friend of Zixiao Sword Sect came to teach me."

High in the sky, the Sect Master of the Zixiao Sword Sect slowly swept his gaze across the core disciples and said, "Pingyi, come on!"

It was the same strong man who rushed to the sky with Jin Sang when he faced the threat of Qinghu Immortal Sect.

Hearing the Sect Master's order, Ping Yi immediately jumped onto the arena, and there was already a top-grade fairy sword in his hand.

"Senior Brother Pingyi, we must defeat him and let Thunder Sword Sect take a good look at our power..."

"Senior Brother Pingyi, we must show the prestige of our Zixia Sword Sect..."

"Be sure to let the disciples of Thunder Sword Sect stand up and lie down..."

Below, many disciples of the Zixiao Sword Sect shouted one after another, looking forward to Ping Yi.

Soon, the battle on the arena had already begun. I saw Xue Ran of Thunder Sword Sect suddenly appearing a divine weapon long sword. When the coercion belonging to the divine tool filled the air, it made the disciple of Zixiao Sword Sect standing on the opposite side easy. His face suddenly turned ugly.

"Artifact, using an artifact, despicable, cheating, this is cheating..."

"The immortal sword in Senior Brother Pingyi's hand is only a top-quality immortal weapon, but the Thunder Sword Sect uses a divine sword. It's not fair..."

Looking at the divine sword in Xue Ran's hand that released a huge pressure, the disciples of the Zixiao Sword Sect broke out in an uproar after a sudden silence. Everyone was filled with righteous indignation and roared unfairly.

The elder of the Zixiao Sword Sect, the rich and noble, stepped forward, looked directly at Lang Qi of the Thunder Sword Sect, and said solemnly: "My disciples of the Zixiao Sword Sect have no divine weapons in their hands, this battle is against our disciples of the Zixiao Sword Sect. It's not fair, and you are also invincible."

"Fairness? You are here to talk about fairness with me? Hahaha, it's really stupid, then tell me, where is fairness in this world? Where is the fairness?" Lang Qi laughed, and his words were full of sarcasm .

The rich and noble farmer's face was ashen.

At this time, the arena had already entered a fierce battle, and the result was unexpected. Xue Ran, who possessed the Divine Sword, was already strong enough to dignify his peers. Strictly suppressed.

In the end, after the two sides fought for ten rounds, the plain and superb immortal sword was cut into two pieces, and the man who vomited blood staggered back, his face pale.

Xue Ran chased after the victory, and the divine sword in his hand exploded with a powerful force, stabbing directly between the brows.

And Pingyi has been severely injured, the immortal sword is broken, and facing Xue Ran's fatal blow, he is no longer able to resist.

If the center of his eyebrows is pierced, it will only be the end of both body and spirit.

But at this moment, a small piece of void in the arena had undergone some subtle changes. This slight change made all the immortals in the arena not aware of it.

The divine sword in Xue Ran's hand changed its direction and slanted downward at a very natural angle, so that the long sword that had pierced Ping Yi's eyebrows finally pierced into his chest.

"This sword was stabbed in the wrong direction. Unfortunately, it almost killed one person." Lang Qi in the sky felt a lot of regret.

On the ring, Ping Yi's eyes instantly turned red, and he let out a roar, ignoring the divine sword that had pierced his chest, but opened his arms and hugged Xue Ran at once, the energy in his body surged wildly, ready to Blow up.

"Stop, our Purple Night Sword Sect admits defeat in this match!" Nong Fugui snorted lowly, and the cultivation of Xianjunjing's triple heaven broke out, breaking the barrier guard around the arena in an instant, forcibly preventing the easy self-destruction. He took Pingyi with red eyes out of the ring.

The Immortal Monarch of Thunder Sword Sect did not stop it, but watched this scene with a smile, and said: "Using a divine tool with the cultivation of the Nine Heavens Profound Immortal Realm, even if it is only a low-grade divine tool, consumes a lot of money, don't look at Xue Ran's ease. After winning this game, in fact, Xue Ran's internal cultivation is less than half of the peak period, if your disciples can support it a little longer, then Xue Ran will be defeated due to the lack of energy in his body."

"Xue Ran, come down, the cultivation base in your body is already exhausted."

Standing on the ring, Xue Ran clasped his fists at Lang Qi and said respectfully, "Elder Taishang, this disciple can fight again!"

"Well, since you still want to persevere, then you can fight again." Lang Qi nodded and looked at the sect master of the Zixiao Sword Sect with a bright smile on his face: "Chen Shuzhi, let you Zixiao Sword Sect. Let the second disciple of yours come on stage."

Sect Master Chen Shuzhi was expressionless and did not speak. The many disciples of the Zixiao Sword Sect below were also silent at this moment, and they no longer had the confidence they had before.

"Sect Master, let me go!" Suddenly, Jin Sang clasped his fists at Chen Shuzhi, who was high in the sky.

"Yes!" Chen Shuzhi said.

Soon, Jin Sang entered the ring, but at the beginning of the war, Jin Sang did not hesitate to burn his Yuanshen, burn his own spirit, and gain a powerful power beyond himself at the cost of self-destruction.

On the opposite side, Xue Ran showed an indifferent smile on his face. He flipped his hand and swallowed a god-level medicinal pill at the fastest speed. The cultivation base that was lost in the body suddenly recovered at an incredible speed.

"Shen Dan, he actually has a **** pill on him, despicable and shameless..."

Seeing Xue Ran's actions, the core disciples of the Purple Night Sword Sect all showed grief and anger. It is an artifact and a divine pill. Compared with the Thunder Sword Sect, the Zixiao Sword Sect is really too shabby.

In this battle, due to Jin Sang's burning primordial spirit and spirit spirit, he temporarily became evenly matched with Xue Ran, who was holding an artifact. He saw sword qi rushing out of the ring, and the clanging sound was endless, and bursts of energy fluctuated wildly. The enchantment of the impact arena.

However, after fighting Baihuihe, Jin Sang was finally defeated. After being hit by Xue Ran with a sword, he fell on the ring and couldn't get up again.

He was not dead, but his body was crisscrossed with scars, covered in blood, and his breath was sluggish.

On the opposite side, Xue Ran, who was holding the divine weapon, was also covered with scars, his face was also pale, and the energy in his body had been exhausted. Two pills to swallow.