Several high-status people came forward to mediate, but to no avail.
Qiu Ren said: "Master Bai Sword, how about we make a bet?"
"What to bet on?"
"I bet on whether I can keep you here today. If you lose, you will follow me from now on. Whether you want to be a maid or a wife, I can promise you that."
Bai Jia said: "What if you lose?"
Qiu Ren smiled and said: "I won't lose. If I lose, it's up to you to do whatever you want!"
"good!"
Bai Jia waved, took away the big sword on the ground, and held it in his hand.
The sacred bird Qingluan under the seat flaps its wings and moves forward quickly.
The onlookers all retreated within a kilometer range.
In a duel between two masters, it is not an exaggeration to retreat a thousand meters. Even this is within the dangerous range, because masters of this level can easily jump a thousand miles in a duel; but no one wants to miss this opportunity.
Being able to witness the battle between masters is definitely a blessing in life.
Some people spend their entire lives never being able to see such a character fight.
But what I didn't expect was.
Qiu Ren gave an order——
"Hundred Swords Formation!"
The next second.
Streams of sword light soared into the sky.
One hundred disciples of Wanjian Sect, holding swords in their hands, flew into the sky.
Like a hundred meteors, entering the field.
In front of Bai Jia, a hundred-man sword formation was arranged.
Everyone was stunned.
Bai Jia was also stunned: "You and I are dueling, and you want them to join us?"
Qiu Ren said: "Why not? The characteristic of our Wanjian Sect is that there are more people and more swords."
Bai Jia sneered: "That's fine! You can do whatever you want!"
Qiu Ren stood at the center of the Hundred Sword Formation.
This was a bit shameless. It was agreed that it would be a duel, but Qiu Ren called for someone and he joined him, fighting one hundred and one.
This Wanjian Sect really doesn’t want Bilian anymore.
There were quite a lot of people watching, and Bai Jia was not the only one who came to Lingjian Mountain.
Immediately, disciples from Lingjian Mountain rushed out: "Sword Master, we are here to help you!"
Bai Jia waved his hand: "No need! I'm invincible!"
When everyone heard this, they all stood in awe.
The battle begins immediately.
However, something even more depressing happened.
Everyone in the Wanjian Sect took out a defensive magic weapon like a shield, one for each person, and when combined together, they formed an airtight defensive fortress; these shields were also specially made magic weapons, and they came together in a set.
When used, it acts as a shield formation with amazing defensive power.
These people hide in the shield array, and their mental power controls the flying swords.
One hundred and one flying swords gathered into one powerful giant sword.
Or form a flow of flying swords and continuously attack Bai Jia.
Bai Jia wants to defeat ten groups with one force.
However, among the hundreds of people in the formation, there was another Qiu Ren who was in the same realm as her. He was restrained and could not break through.
He found an opportunity to strike at the shield formation, but was completely blocked.
It's impossible to break through the hard turtle shell.
People in Lingjian Mountain yelled: "Shameless, really shameless. When did the Wanjian Sect become the Turtle Sect? What's the point of hiding in a turtle shell?"
However, as time went by, Bai Jia became a little tired of coping, and it seemed that defeat was the only outcome.
In the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, Chen Yan also saw all this.
He murmured softly: "It seems that I have to play!"