"There are still fierce people in the Sword Sect...Tsk, tsk, when a killer encounters a physical cultivator, he still fights head-on, who can you tell me about this?"
Some spectators couldn't laugh or cry. This was really a coincidence, and they were absolutely suppressed by the opponent.
"Then Yun Xi... will be defeated sooner or later. After all, he is a warrior who is full of agility and stealth. He will naturally be lacking in strength."
"Yes... when it comes to assassination, ten Rahus may not be as good as one Yunxi. But when it comes to breaking heads face to face, ten Yunxis are not as good as one Luohu."
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The battle situation seems to have come to an end.
"Brother Luo's advantage has been maximized... It's wonderful, our new generation of the Sword Sect is still capable of fighting... It's just..."
Huang Yuan praised with a somewhat delighted tone, but when he turned his gaze to Wang Qianfeng, he couldn't help but sigh slightly.
He originally thought that if Luo Hu won this game and the last game, they might still have a chance to win three out of five games.
But...the Sword Sect no longer has a new generation of masters who can really take action.
After all, I don’t have enough background.
"We surrender!"
Although Ying Mengyao was very unwilling, if Yunxi continued to hide like this, it would only lose their prestige and deal a blow to their momentum.
More importantly, I lost all my face.
They have gathered almost all the top forces in the world, and the new generation are all born into famous families, but now they are in disgrace and are looked down upon by the people in the world, that is inevitable.
"good!"
Jiang Li nodded and then motioned Luo Hu to come down.
Luo Hu was obedient, clenched his fists and said, "Hehe... I'm born into a famous family, so it's not that good. I'm just like a mouse, hiding, it's boring!"
Almost the moment he stepped off the fighting stage, on Ying Mengyao's side, there was already a young man with broad eyebrows dressed in black and red, holding a black epee, jumped up, and landed firmly on the fighting stage.
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Visible to the naked eye, the fighting platform trembled slightly. It was obvious that this broad-browed boy had terrifying strength.
Jiang Li felt a little helpless, as there was basically no one available to him.
Just when he was hesitant to send Wang Qianfeng up.
Among the crowd watching the battle, suddenly there was a young man with an eagle nose and a pair of fleshy wings on his back. He touched the ground lightly, and then landed steadily in front of the young man with broad eyebrows.
"You are a human, a beast, but you are also a disciple of the Sword Sect!?"
Li Wenjun looked Lei Jiangliu up and down, and let out a disdainful "hum" between his noses.
Obviously, in Li Wenjun's opinion, Lei Jiangliu is somewhat ugly.
"Lei Jiangliu, disciple of the Sword Sect, you will pay the price for what you said!"
Lei Jiangliu's expression was gloomy. He stared at Li Wenjun indifferently, his eyes full of murderous intent, as if he was looking at a dead person.
"Ouch... I'm so scared. But, since I can make the final appearance, what does it mean? I think you should understand it better than me!?"
Li Wenjun sneered. He had the confidence to say this. As the leader of the new generation of the Dali Dynasty, his strength was undoubtedly strong.
"Haha...he's just a clown."
Lei Jiangliu sneered, but he absolutely despised Li Wenjun.
"court death!!"
Facing such contempt, this is undoubtedly a huge shame for Li Wenjun, who has always been the center of attention.
He jumped out fiercely, and the giant sword blew up a terrifying storm.
"Since you are so confident, let me play with you... If I could kill you with one blow, how boring would that be? Haha..."
Lei Jiangliu didn't like talking nonsense, but seeing such a confident Li Wenjun, he decided to teach him a lesson and let him understand the dangers of the spiritual world.
Thunder and lightning lingered between his fingers, and then with a slight flick, there was a "puff", and the sword energy storm was directly destroyed.
"You really have two points of strength...but that's it."
His body stagnated slightly, and Li Wenjun was a little surprised. He didn't expect that the first blow he made was broken so easily.
Although he did not use all his strength, and the first blow was mainly used as a test, he was still a little shocked that Lei Jiangliu took it so easily.
However, he was not discouraged. Despite his extraordinary background, he possessed invincible belief.
Anyone who stands in front of him will be crushed by his heavy sword.
The bright sword light erupted again...
"Jiang Li...is this person really a disciple of your Sword Sect?"
Ying Mengyao asked, and even she felt a somewhat dangerous aura from Lei Jiangliu's body.
The outcome of this battle has already been determined.
However, she was unwilling to do so.
Because this Lei Jiangliu is not from the lower world.
Ordinary people may not be able to see it.
However, she is no ordinary person.
"Yes or no, now he is participating in the war on my Sword Sect's behalf."
Jiang Li also had doubts in his heart, but this man took the initiative to rush out and help him.
If this battle can be successfully won, the Sword Sect's chances of rebuilding may be a little greater.
After all, in the collision of their generation, Jiang Li is sure to win one successfully, even if the opponent is the "True King"!
And with the help of Little Heavenly Master, Little Monk with Silver Eyes, Beiguo Wushuang and Ying Yue, the scale may have tilted to their side with the victory of this challenge.
But at this moment, the little Heavenly Master Zhang Zihua, who was sitting calmly on the back of the green bull and taking a nap, seemed to have received some news, and his expression suddenly turned ugly.
After hesitating for a while, he finally drove the green bull and came to Jiang Li. He lightly jumped off the bull's back and looked at Jiang Li with some evasive eyes.
"Brother Zhang, what is this!?"
Jiang Li was a little confused. This was not like the usual little heavenly master. Almost not long after he came to Jiang Li, the silver-eyed young monk, Bei Guo Wushuang, also came to Jiang Li.
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"You too?"
The little Heavenly Master looked a little shocked.
The little monk with silver eyes clasped his hands together and nodded slightly. It could be seen with the naked eye that although his face was still calm, there was already a hint of anger in his calmness.
Beiguo Wushuang's usually clean eyes became a little more violent at this moment.
"Everyone...what is happening?"
Jiang Li felt a strong sense of foreboding, maybe something big had happened.
And something that can stir up the Tianshi Mansion, Leiyin Temple, and the Northern Family... is definitely a major event that will shake up the entire Tianqian Continent.
Perhaps, his previous plan will turn into a dream.
"Brother Jiang... I'm very sorry. Maybe we can't help you in this battle."
"Although...the other party's purpose is very obvious, there is really no choice in returning to defense. This is a conspiracy..."
With a sigh, the Little Heavenly Master said softly.
Jiang Li's face remained calm, but his heart was already shaking. He understood that a huge storm had begun because of the Knife Sect's reconstruction ceremony.
The final direction of the storm will be impossible to predict until the last moment...