This is only the first one. The second one is that most of the inheritance of Zixiao Sword Sect has been lost and has been in an incomplete state for a long time. As a result, the current disciples of Zixiao Sword Sect, whether it is the skills they practice or the combat skills they have mastered, are even incomplete.
Not as good as the four major forces around it.
The last point, and the most important point, is that each of the six disciples of Thunder Sword Sect has a divine weapon!
Although they are all low-grade artifacts, compared with the top-grade immortal artifacts worn by disciples of the Zixiao Sword Sect, or even the top-grade artifacts, they are completely different.
"If nothing else happens, Zixiao Sword Sect will definitely lose in this duel." Jian Chen thought to himself.
At this time, the arena has been set up, and a disciple from the Thunder Sword Sect walked out onto the arena, facing everyone in the Zixiao Sword Sect and said proudly: "Xue Ran, I don't know which Taoist friend from the Zixiao Sword Sect is here to give me advice."
High in the sky, the leader of the Zixiao Sword Sect slowly swept his eyes over the core disciples and said: "Ping Yi, come on!"
Min Yi was the strong man who rushed into the sky with Jin Sang when they faced the threat from the Green Fox Immortal Sect.
After hearing the order from the sect leader, Ping Yi immediately jumped onto the ring, and a fairy sword of the highest level of fairy weapon appeared in his hand.
"Senior Brother Ping Yi, we must defeat him and let the Thunder Sword Sect take a good look at our power..."
"Senior Brother Ping Yi, we must show the majesty of our Zixia Sword Sect..."
"We must let the disciples of Thunder Sword Sect come up standing and go down lying down..."
Below, many disciples of the Zixiao Sword Sect shouted and looked forward to Min Yi.
Soon, the battle on the arena had begun. Xue Ran from the Jing Lei Sword Sect suddenly saw a sacred long sword appearing in his hand. When the pressure of the sacred weapon filled the air, the disciples of the Zixiao Sword Sect standing opposite were relieved.
His face suddenly became ugly.
"Sacred weapon, using a divine weapon, despicable, cheating, this is cheating..."
"The immortal sword in the hands of Senior Brother Ping Yi is only the best immortal weapon, but the Thunder Sword Sect actually used the divine sword. This is unfair..."
Looking at the divine sword in Xue Ran's hand that released huge pressure, the disciples of the Zixiao Sword Sect broke into an uproar after a sudden silence. Everyone was filled with righteous indignation and roared unfairly.
Nong Fugui, the elder of the Zixiao Sword Sect, took a step forward, looked directly at Lang Qi of the Thunder Sword Sect, and said in a deep voice: "I, the disciple of the Zixiao Sword Sect, do not have a divine weapon in my hand. This fight will be against us, the disciples of the Zixiao Sword Sect."
It’s not fair to say that you won with no force.”
"Fairness? Are you talking to me about fairness here? Hahaha, you are so ignorant. Then tell me, where is the fairness in living in this world? Where is the fairness?" Lang Qi laughed, his words full of ridicule.
.
Nong Fugui's face was ashen.
At this time, a fierce battle has already begun in the arena, and the result is as expected. Xue Ran, who possesses the divine sword, is already so powerful that he is superior to his peers, and is simply not something that Yi Ping can resist. As soon as he made a move, Ping Yi was already beaten
Suppress to death.
In the end, after ten rounds of fighting between the two sides, Ping Yi's top-quality fairy sword was cut into two pieces, and he staggered back with blood vomiting from his mouth and his face turned pale.
Xue Ran took advantage of the victory to pursue him, and the divine sword in his hand burst out with powerful force, directly stabbing Yi Min between the eyebrows.
However, Min Yi had already suffered heavy injuries, his fairy sword was broken, and he was unable to resist Xue Ran's fatal blow.
If his eyebrows were pierced, he would be destroyed physically and mentally.
But at this moment, some subtle changes occurred in a small area of void in the arena. This slight change made all the immortals in the arena unaware of it.
The divine sword in Xue Ran's hand changed its direction and tilted downward at a very natural angle, causing the long sword that originally pierced Ping Yi's eyebrows to eventually pierce his chest.
"This sword missed the target. It's a pity that I almost killed one person." Lang Qi, who was high in the air, felt very regretful in his heart.
On the ring, Ping Yi's eyes instantly turned red. He let out a roar, ignoring the divine sword that had pierced his chest. Instead, he opened his arms and hugged Xue Ran. The energy in his body surged crazily, preparing to
Self-explosion.
"Stop, this time our Zixiao Sword Sect surrenders!" Nong Fugui shouted lowly, and his third-level cultivation in the Immortal Lord Realm exploded, instantly breaking through the barrier guard around the arena and forcibly stopping Ping Yi's self-destruction.
He led Ping Yi out of the ring with his eyes red.
The Immortal Lord of the Thunder Sword Sect did not stop him, but smiled as he watched this scene happen, and said: "With a cultivation level in the Nine Heavens Mysterious Immortal Realm, using an artifact, even if it is just a low-grade artifact, consumes a lot of money. Don't look at Xue Ran's ease.
After winning this battle, Xue Ran's internal cultivation level is actually less than half of what it was at its peak. If your disciples had been able to support him longer, Xue Ran would have been defeated due to lack of energy in his body."
"Xue Ran, come down, the cultivation level in your body is exhausted."
Xue Ran, who was standing on the ring, clasped his fists at Lang Qi and said respectfully: "Supreme Elder, my disciple can fight again!"
"Forget it, since you still want to persist, then you can fight again." Lang Qi nodded, looking at the master of Zixiao Sword Sect, with a bright smile on his face: "Chen Shuzhi, let you Zixiao Sword Sect
Let’s bring on the second disciple.”
The sect leader Chen Shuzhi had no expression on his face and did not speak. The many disciples of the Zixiao Sword Sect below were also silent at this moment, and no longer had the confidence they had before.
"Sect Master, let me go up!" Suddenly, Jin Sang clasped his fists at Chen Shuzhi in the air and begged for help.
"Yes!" Chen Shuzhi said.
Soon, Jin Sang entered the ring. However, as soon as the battle began, Jin Sang did not hesitate to burn his own soul, burn his own essence, and gain a powerful power beyond himself at the cost of self-destruction.
Opposite him, a cold smile appeared on Xue Ran's face. He flipped his hand and swallowed a god-level elixir as quickly as possible. The depleted cultivation level in his body suddenly recovered at an incredible speed.
"The magic pill, he actually has the magic pill on him, he is despicable and shameless..."
When the core disciples of the Zixiao Sword Sect saw Xue Ran's actions, they all showed signs of grief and anger. It was a divine weapon and a magical elixir, but compared to the Thunder Sword Sect, the Zixiao Sword Sect was really too shabby.
In this battle, due to Jin Sang's burning Yuan Shen and Jing Qi Shen, he was temporarily evenly matched with Xue Ran, who was holding an artifact. I saw the sword energy blazing in the arena, the clanging sound was endless, and the energy fluctuations were crazy.
The barrier of the impact arena.
But after fighting against each other, Jin Sang was defeated in the end. After being knocked away by Xue Ran's sword, he fell down on the ring and could not get up again.
He was not dead, but his body was covered with scars, covered in blood, and his breath was weak.
Opposite, Xue Ran, who was holding the artifact, was also covered in scars, his face was also pale, and the energy in his body had been exhausted. He was standing tremblingly on the ring with the artifact supporting his body, and with difficulty took out the first weapon from the space ring.