"Thanks to the sect leader's wife for your guidance, this junior will definitely win this victory for the Sword Sect!"
Zhang Yi handed over his hand, and then resolutely walked to the suspended battle stage in the center of the third square.
Inside the battle arena, Liu Deshui, who was wearing a black warrior robe, had his arms crossed and stared at the entrance indifferently.
Jiang Li, Mengyue, Bing Yujie, Second Sister Liu, Little Heavenly Master, Little Monk with Silver Eyes, Beiguo Wushuang and others each found a place close by to watch the first battle.
Ying Mengyao, Yuntian, Di Wuming, black-robed man, Mulan, Li Tianyu and others all looked confident, with cruel smiles on their faces.
They could have stood opposite the battle stage, but they chose to get closer to Jiang Li and others.
"Haha...Jiang Li, just wait until you see the outstanding new generation of your Sword Sect being killed indiscriminately!"
"This is the price you should pay!"
Ying Mengyao sneered and wiped Jiang Li's neck.
Jiang Li glanced at Ying Mengyao indifferently, not bothering to pay attention to her at all.
"You! Huh, let's see how long you can stay arrogant!"
Ignorance is the best form of contempt. Jiang Li was not even willing to say a word to him, which immediately made Ying Mengyao furious.
Battle stage.
The field is wide enough, and the segmented shield that blocks the aftermath of the war is also strong enough.
"You are an unknown person, do you dare to give me your name?"
Liu Deshui opened his mouth, causing the scars on his face to look even more ferocious.
"Sword Sect, Zhang Yi!"
Zhang Yi responded calmly. In his hand, a low-level Xuan-level Miao knife appeared.
"Very good...remember your grandfather's name. His name is Liu Deshui. Don't go to the Palace of Hell. You don't even know who killed him. That would be so embarrassing, haha!..."
Liu Deshui laughed, he roughly felt Zhang Yi's aura, the peak of Tianwu realm!
Although they are in the same realm as him, the peak of Tianwu Realm and the peak of Tianwu Realm are also different.
With a gentle move, a high-level Xuan-level flaming gourd appeared in his hand.
If he had to consider the relationship between adaptation, what he took out would not be a high-level Xuan-level treasure.
With the foundation of Kunyun Sect and the strength of Liu Tianxiong, it is completely possible to take out an earth-level treasure.
"let's start!"
Zhang Yi didn't want to say much, he just wanted to end the battle quickly.
He struck out, and a desolate sword intent bloomed.
But in the blink of an eye, he was already in front of Liu Deshui, and then the sword-drawing technique appeared!
A beautiful semicircular arc!
Behind the beauty is a deadly murderous intention.
"There is some ability... but in the end it is still a little short of the mark."
Liu Deshui finally looked Zhang Yi in the face, and he muttered something quickly: "Golden gourds, silver gourds, are not as good as my Vajra Fire Gourd!"
"The burning flames of the sky, burn them for me!"
Suddenly, the fiery red gourd's mouth quickly sprayed out terrifying flames.
The raging fire quickly swallowed up the sword light, and then the flames continued to cast out, and even went straight to Zhang Yi's body!
Treasures of high Xuan level are somewhat extraordinary after all.
The flame of fear enveloped Zhang Yi's body and did not dissipate for a long time.
Everyone watching the battle quickly took a breath of air.
"This guy from the Kunyun Sect has a profound background... If I just get a treasure like this, it will take me a lifetime of hard work to get it."
Some people lamented that obviously being born in such a world of practicing sailing racing, a good background is sometimes really important.
"I'm afraid that in this first game, the Sword Sect is going to lose... that boy with a strong face will turn into a piece of charcoal."
Some people also regret that the rules of the opening are clearly understood by them, which not only differentiates between superior and inferior, but also determines life and death.
The loser is not qualified to come out of the battle alive.
"Zhang Yi...I believe in you, you will be fine!"
Sister Liu had a lot of cold sweat on her face. Although she had full confidence in Zhang Yi, this kind of battle was dangerous after all, and no one could guarantee that she could survive 100%.
"Don't worry, he's fine."
Jiang Li gave his disciple a reassuring look.
Since the witch specially arranged for such a person, his strength will definitely not be weak, and he will definitely be able to win this first game steadily.
Sure enough, his voice trailed off.
A bright sword light appeared from the rolling flames, dividing the raging flames from the middle.
Zhang Yi's figure emerged, and at the same time, thousands of sword energies filled the sky.
"The Tomb of Ten Thousand Swords!"
Following his shout, sword aura filled the sky and quickly enveloped the place like a violent storm.
"I didn't expect you to be able to fight back. It's really beyond my expectation!"
"But, do you think you can capture me just like this? Then you are looking down on me too much, right?"
Liu Deshui sneered. The aura of swords in the sky seemed to be bluffing. In terms of lethality, it was really impossible to hurt him.
After all, it was too scattered. If he could turn this ten thousand sword energy into a single finger and suddenly explode, he might not be able to hold it anymore.
What's more, he also has golden silk clothes for body protection, and his defensive power is not something to be boasted about.
He put his hands on his hips and did not resist. He just looked at Wan Qian Dao Qi with disdain and kept attacking him, making a sound of "clanging in the hall".
"Hey...haven't you eaten?"
"With this intensity, are you tickling me?"
"Haha... As expected, the Sword Sect is all a bunch of useless trash..."
Liu Deshui laughed unbridled.
Outside the field, they saw that the first challenger sent by the Sword Sect could not even break through their challenger's defense.
Immediately, Ying Mengyao felt that she was already sure of victory in this first game.
"Haha... Your sword sect is used to producing waste. Tsk, tsk, we will accept this first victory."
Ying Mengyao's tone was full of pride. She stared closely at Jiang Li's face, hoping to see a little panic and sadness on his face.
However, she failed. There was no wave in the ancient well on Jiang Li's side.
"You are really good at pretending! Tsk tsk, I wonder if you can still be so proud after seeing the representative of your new generation being killed in an explosion?"
Ying Mengyao felt very uncomfortable inside. This Jiang Li really made her feel sick.
But...he is so good at pretending.
"Your people...are going to be defeated. Let's discuss your next candidate."
Jiang Li smiled peacefully.
They can win this game reliably.
"What are you daydreaming about?"
Ying Mengyao looked at the field and saw that her side had an absolute advantage, and immediately sneered with disdain.
Does she think Jiang Li is crazy?
With such a huge advantage, what should we lose?
If Jiang Li isn't just whimsical, what is he?
However, she didn't wait for her to continue taunting her.
On the battle stage, the situation took a turn for the worse.
Liu Deshui, who originally opened his body with his hands on his hips and faced Wan Qian's sword energy calmly, suddenly turned pale.
at the same time.
His throat was suddenly slit.
A pillar of blood rose into the sky, then flew down, instantly staining the ground red.
Zhang Yi stood up with his sword put away, glanced at Liu Deshui indifferently, then turned around and left without hesitation.
"when……"
Liu Deshui didn't understand why he died until his death.
Obviously, those ten thousand blades of light look so ordinary and so harmless...