The battle ended, and everyone present fell silent.
The final result is already clear at a glance!
Lin Xiao still stands proudly beside the Tianhe River, but Ao Changkong, the last hope of the northwest martial arts, is no longer able to rise again.
"Senior Ao lost...how is this possible..."
"Where did this Lin Xiao come from and why is he so powerful at such a young age?"
"It's over, it's over, our Northwest Martial Arts is over..."
...
One by one, strong men from the northwest martial arts beat their chests and stamped their feet, sighing.
Lin Xiao's power made them despair. Even Ao Changkong couldn't do anything to Lin Xiao, let alone them!
Shen Jian's mouth was slightly open and his eyes were dull, as if he had seen something he couldn't believe.
Yu Wenhan and other powerful swordsmen on the side all sighed silently, a sigh containing too many emotions.
Ao Changkong is the person who carries the tripod to the Northwest Martial Arts and is the strongest person in the Northwest Martial Arts.
But for Jian Zong, Ao Changkong is the belief of all of them!
But now, the faith in the hearts of these strong swordsmen has collapsed.
Among all warriors, only those who are strong in swordsmanship are the most arrogant.
But now, the tall figure standing beside Tianhe, standing in front of Ao Changkong, forcibly shattered the arrogance in their hearts.
"Mr. Lin won!"
"Hahaha! I'm just telling you! Since Mr. Lin dares to take on Senior Ao's battle, how can he lose!"
Some of the strong men in the clan laughed loudly.
Everyone else also smiled. Lin Xiao's victory was undoubtedly the best result for the clan alliance.
After today, the Northwest Martial Arts should respect the sect alliance!
"Sure enough, your decision is right!"
Duan Yu looked at Mo Qingqiu beside him and said in a deep voice.
Mo Qingqiu shook his head slightly, sighed and whispered: "Senior Ao was defeated by Mr. Lin. Although I had thought this way for a long time, when it happened, it was still unbelievable."
"Senior Ao has fallen, and the faith of many people in Northwest Martial Arts will also fall..."
This time, it was Duan Yu's turn to be silent.
Just like what Mo Qingqiu said, Ao Changkong is the belief in the hearts of countless warriors in the northwest. But now that this belief has fallen, the belief in the hearts of these warriors will inevitably fall with it.
This is not necessarily a good thing for Northwest Martial Arts.
But things have come to this, and everyone is helpless.
Seeing that Lin Xiao didn't speak for a long time, Ao Changkong said again: "You don't want to agree?"
"No, I'm thinking about what is the big deal that requires senior to put down his dignity and beg me."
Lin Xiao said in a deep voice.
A strong swordsman is the most arrogant and will never bow down to others easily.
Ordinary swordsmanship experts are like this, let alone Ao Changkong, the leader of northwest martial arts?
He has practiced swords all his life. If there was no important event, how could he ask for help when he was dying?
"This is a big deal to me, but it's a small matter to you."
"I want to ask you to save my useless disciple's life and leave my inheritance in this world..."
"As for the Sword Sect, you can find someone you like to be the new sect leader and let him take charge of the Sword Sect for you."
These words seemed to consume a lot of Ao Changkong's energy, and even his voice kept getting weaker.
Lin Xiao's slightly frowned brow slowly relaxed, he nodded and said, "I can promise you this."
"But I will only let Shen Jian go this time. If he troubles me again in the future, I will not show mercy."