Chapter 163 The person asking the sword is actually a casual cultivator?
After standing still, the young man in white from Xiaoyaomen immediately bowed his hands to Liu Chuxuan politely and said:
"Junior Liu Gu of Xiaoyao Sect has met Palace Master Liu and all the seniors."
But when he leaned forward, his toe accidentally stepped on a stone, and his ankle was twisted with a "click" sound.
The dark-faced boy on the side quickly held the willow bone and asked with concern:
"Liu Gu, are you okay?"
The red-faced Liu Gu waved her hands in embarrassment and said:
"It doesn't matter, it'll be fine soon."
Seeing that he was fine, the black-faced boy felt relieved. Then he cupped his hands to Liu Chuxuan and others, grinned, and said with his white teeth:
"Yellow Maple Valley Qi Po, hello Palace Master Liu, and hello all seniors!"
When he said this, Qi Po suddenly put his hands on his hips and looked up at the group of demons below the edict:
"Seniors, please rest assured, even if I, Qi Po, risk my life, I will kill at least one of his monsters!"
The young man is full of worldly atmosphere.
On normal days, everyone on Jianping would probably just smile, but today, neither they nor the people in the stands and in front of the spiritual mirror could laugh.
They couldn't understand why the Sword Chief Ranking would select two young monks who were like newborn calves to participate in this sword question that was related to the survival of Zhenwutian.
At this time, a monk in the stands suddenly shouted with an angry tone:
"There are ten Demon Emperors on the opposite side! Are you, the Nine Houses, really just watching helplessly, watching the Sword Leader disregarding Zhenwutian's survival, and Xuan, two losers, go up to fight?"
After someone started, a series of refutations began to come from the stands——
"Let these two losers step down. This battle is related to the survival of Zhenwutian. It must not be such a child's play!"
"You two, if you still have any sense of self-awareness, get off the stage immediately!"
"Huang Maple Valley Qi Po, Xiaoyao Sect Liu Gu, get off the stage for us!"
Not only these ordinary monks watching the battle, but also the seniors of their respective sects, Qi Po and Liu Gu, also came off the stage and shouted——<
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"Qi Po, come down quickly. You have just entered Wangtian Realm. The master is just here to let you come and experience it for a long time. You must not miss the important event of Zhenwutian!"
"Qi Po, stop messing around!"
"Liu Gu, you sick man, you haven't been cured yet, so don't go through this muddy water!"
At the beginning, they both acted very calmly when facing the ordinary monks watching the battle, whether they were Qi Po or Liu Gu.
Although the two of them are young, their concentration is extremely good and they don't care about those voices at all.
It was only when they heard that their fellow sect masters began to look down upon them as much as outsiders did, that their expressions changed.
The dark-faced boy Qi Po pouted.
The fair-faced boy Liu Gu also pouted.
The stubbornness and tenacity between their eyebrows suddenly magnified at this moment.
Then, Qi Po suddenly turned around, put his hands on his hips, and shouted with determination in the face of countless pairs of questioning eyes:
"Shut up, everyone!"
When he shouted this, he used his true energy and blood, and his voice suddenly exploded in the world like a lion's roar and thunder, drowning out the noisy shouts and questions from the surrounding stands.
After covering up the sounds from the surrounding stands, Qi Po suddenly made a "crack" sound, pulled out the ancient bronze sword on his back, pointed the sword's edge directly at the stands in front of him, and then shouted loudly word for word
road:
"Now that the Sword Leader has been selected, I, Qi Po, am qualified to stand here, and no one can let me go!"
"You may have a better family background than me, Qi Po, and you may have a higher level of cultivation than me, Qi Po, but the sword in my hand, Qi Po, is definitely harder and sharper than yours!"
"Don't you believe that I can't fight those monsters?"
"I, Qi Po, will prove it to you!"
As he said that, Qi Po grabbed the blade of the long sword in his hand.
, wipe it hard.
Then, under everyone's surprised gazes, Qi Po drew a talisman on his face with his bloody finger.
Then, I heard him widening his eyes, pointing his sword at the Ten Demons, and roared like a roar:
"If I, Qi Po, hadn't killed a demon with my hands today, I would have killed him on the spot and my soul would have been scattered!"
After saying these words, a bloody rune brilliance suddenly enveloped Qi Po's body.
And the surrounding stands were also in deathly silence at this moment.
In this dead silence, Liu Gu of Xiaoyaomen also stood up.
Different from Qi Po's anger, Liu Gu just looked at the people in the stands with a proud face, and then said loudly in a cold and contemptuous tone:
"A bunch of short-sighted idiots."
"You want me to leave the show? Go ahead and dream!"
When he said this, he reached out and hooked the shoulder of Qi Po beside him, and then continued to look at the stands in front of him with a proud face and said: "Why did the Sword Leader choose us?"
"Is this question difficult to answer?"
When they said this, Liu Gu showed a sarcastic smile on his face, then he circulated his true energy, turned up the volume, and said loudly in their cold voice:
"That's not because everyone present is trash!"
As soon as this statement came out, the whole place was in an uproar.
No one expected that this seemingly gentle young man would curse so harshly.
The people who were originally shocked by Qi Po's blood oath began to curse crazily once again. Some monks even jumped off the stands and wanted to go on stage to argue with Qi Po face to face.
"Zheng!——"
"boom!"
However, this chaos came to an abrupt end with the sound of swords coming from the sword leader list and the appearance of sword pressure that was like the mountains falling.
Immediately afterwards, I heard Jian Kuibang read aloud again:
"The tenth Zhenwu sword seeker, Zhenwu casual cultivator, Gao Tu."
After hearing this name, everyone
The person was stunned for a moment, and then the wailing and angry questioning sounds once again exploded around Jianping——
"A rogue cultivator, actually a rogue cultivator?"
"I've seen Gao Nu's Sword Questioning. He just relied on a strange magic technique to get into the second round of the Sword Leader Association. His own strength is not even that of a minor in the Heaven-Watching Realm."
"Is it possible that this sword leader really wants to kill me, Zhenwu?"
No matter how the monks in the stands around him questioned or cursed, Jian Kuibang still "went his own way" and directly summoned the high crossbow from the stands to Jianping.
After another sound of breaking through the air, the casual cultivator with a high crossbow appeared on the sword flat, crouching down.
And when everyone saw the appearance of the high crossbow, the surrounding stands couldn't help but howl again.
They discovered that Gao Nu was not only a casual cultivator, but also an elderly casual cultivator who was over sixty years old and had a rickety figure.
"Hey Hey……"
Just when everyone was trying to persuade Gao Nu to withdraw from Wenjian as before, Gao Nu, who was squatting on the ground, suddenly covered his face with his hands and let out a strange laugh, and kept repeating:
"Great, great, great..."
"You chose me, you chose me, you chose me..."
"Nanny, Emperor Zhenwu has chosen me..."
Just when everyone was wondering why the high crossbow was laughing strangely, the high crossbow suddenly turned from laughing to crying.
Then, amid the infiltration of crying, he slowly stood up straight, put down his hands covering his face, looked up at the sword leader in the air, and said with tears streaming down his face:
"Thank you, Emperor Zhenwu, for giving me a chance to avenge my daughter!"
When he said this, the old man with messy white hair and tears streaming down his face suddenly raised his finger and pointed to the direction of the Nine Abyss Ten Demons, and roared:
"Mrs. Gu!"
"I will cut you into pieces!"
It was only then that many monks in the stands finally remembered——
"He... he seems... seems to be the old father of the girl who was skinned by Madam Gu!"