The Oath of Heaven is not something to be joked about casually.
A monk once made a bet with his friend, saying: "If there is no heavy rain tomorrow, I will turn into a carp and throw myself into the river."
There was a joke between the two, but the monk carelessly triggered the oath of heaven. In the end, the rain stopped, and heaven punished him, turning the monk into a carp.
Of course, these are all legendary stories.
After all, no one would take the oath of heaven in their spare time.
Therefore, the black-robed monk asked Sima Du and others to take an oath of heaven, but Sima Du refused. He really had some careful thoughts and secretly calculated that even if he lost, he would still refuse.
As long as you can live, it doesn't matter what you do, and it doesn't matter if you play rogue.
But Sima Du underestimated the intelligence of others. The black-robed monk seemed to see Sima Du's little thoughts and insisted that they should take the oath of heaven, otherwise he would immediately launch a violent attack on them.
For a moment, the two sides were frozen on the spot.
Ji Feilan and Sima Du had similar thoughts. You two looked at me and I looked at you, big eyes and small eyes.
There are three young women in the Xuantian Palace camp.
The two of them were dressed in green robes and had beautiful looks. The one in the middle was wearing a plain white long skirt with a fluttering hem. She had an outstanding temperament, and her whole body was covered with light, making her look completely different from a mortal.
In contrast, the two women in green clothes looked like this woman's maids.
Chu Ge glanced briefly and was deeply impressed by this woman, because her temperament was so outstanding that she stood out among the crowd and it was difficult not to notice her.
"Two senior brothers, can you allow me to express my opinion?" the woman in the white dress said softly.
Ji Feilan looked at Sima Du, who immediately explained: "This is our Xuantian Palace's outer disciple, Lin Zixia."
Hearing this, Ji Feilan said respectfully: "Junior Sister Lin, what do you have to say?"
Lin Zixia didn't even dare, and continued: "May I ask these two senior brothers, what is our winning rate compared to a head-on battle?"
Ji Feilan and Sima Du looked at each other and shook their heads: "Less than 10%."
"That means it's a dead end!"
Lin Zixia muttered, "It's a dead end anyway, so why not take an oath of heaven and fight, if you're lucky, there's still a glimmer of hope!"
Chu Ge looked slightly sideways, his views were exactly the same as Lin Zixia's, but what made Chu Ge helpless was that what was originally just a personal gambling battle between Chu Ge and Yue Ji turned into a life and death situation for both parties because of Sima Du.
In this way, Chu Ge's life and death would be involved with them. Personally speaking, this was something Chu Ge didn't want to see.
Chu Ge is confident that he can defeat the Jiuyou cultivator from the same realm, but now that he has won two out of three games, can others defeat the Jiuyou cultivator?
Moreover, do the disciples of Xuantian Palace agree to let Chu Ge fight? This is a very troublesome question.
"Okay, we agree."
Ji Feilan and Sima Du thought about it again and again, and finally agreed to take the oath of heaven. As the bosses, they agreed. The monks from Xuantian Palace and Nanshan Sword Sect naturally did not dare to disagree. Everyone pointed to the sky and recited the oath.
There seemed to be a thunderbolt falling from the sky, witnessing everyone's oath.
The black-robed monk nodded with satisfaction and said casually: "Whatever level of monk you want to be, we will send you monks of the same level. It's up to you to choose."
His tone was extremely arrogant and domineering, and he did not take the monks of the Conferred God Realm seriously at all.
The Xuantian Palace monk pointed angrily at the black-robed monk.
Ji Feilan and Sima Du were also a little angry, but they were not carried away by the flames of anger. They knew that the quotas for the next three people to fight must be carefully determined!
There must be no carelessness.
Ji Feilan seemed to have made up his mind and said solemnly: "I will do the first battle."
Sima Du glanced at Ji Feilan in surprise, as if he didn't expect Ji Feilan to fight. He hesitated and hesitated to speak, but seeing Ji Feilan so determined, Sima Du stopped saying anything and held his hands in a sincere tone.
Authentic: "Help Senior Brother Ji triumph!"
The disciples of Nanshan Sword Sect and Xuantian Palace cast their eager eyes on Ji Feilan. This first battle seriously affected their morale after that. If Ji Feilan could win, then they would see the dawn of victory. If Ji Feilan lost, then
They will make matters worse.
Chu Ge sighed slightly, with an indelible sadness between his brows.
Seeing this, Huo Ling'er beside him couldn't help but asked curiously: "Why, you don't have confidence in Senior Brother Ji?"
Chu Ge nodded slightly, without hiding his thoughts, and said directly: "Yes, Senior Brother Ji is very strong. I have never doubted his strength, but what I don't want to admit is that the other party is stronger, and this battle with Senior Brother Ji is very dangerous."
Huo Ling'er was noncommittal.
She also knew that Ji Feilan had little chance of winning, but everyone present believed that Ji Feilan was already the best candidate.
The black-robed monk saw Ji Feilan going into battle and asked Yue Ji: "How does he compare with Long Yang?"
Long Yang is Yue Ji's brother, and he is also the Jiuyou monk who used the trick of luring the tiger away from the mountain to lure Ji Feilan and Di Yuan away from Chu Ge and others.
Yue Ji smiled and said: "It's worse than Long Yang!"
The black-robed monk smiled, took a few steps forward, and said to Ji Feilan: "Your opponent is me! Remember my name, my name is Jing Jiangtian."
Jing Jiangtian was well aware of Long Yang's strength. Since Ji Feilan was far inferior to Long Yang, Jing Jiangtian naturally had no worries. He and Long Yang were evenly matched, so defeating Ji Feilan was no problem.
But it's a pity that Ji Feilan still doesn't know it.
Ji Feilan roared loudly, like a lion's roar, with the power of roaring heaven and earth, shaking the space, as if a wave of power was emitted, immediately covering Jingjiang's sky.
Boom!
The sound waves turned into a cage of heaven and earth, trapping Jing Jiangtian.
Ji Feilan didn't expect that Jing Jiangtian would be trapped so easily. He thought that his skills had greatly improved, so he couldn't help but feel proud, showing a proud look, and hummed to the Jiuyou monks: "This time, I will let you learn the methods of the monks who can reach the sky.
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"fall!"
After spitting out another word, Ji Feilan sneered, activated the curse seal, and suppressed Xiang Jing Jiangtian, as if victory was right in front of him, easily accessible.
"Senior Brother Ji from the Nanshan Sword Sect is so strong! He actually crushed Jing Jiangtian."
"It seems that the Jiuyou cultivators are not all outstanding people. Look at Jing Jiangtian, isn't he being beaten by Ji Feilan? Humph, he has no strength to parry at all."
"Fortunately we didn't let Chu Ge fight, otherwise, we would have lost long ago!"
"That's right! Our Junior Sister Lin and Senior Brother Sima of Xuantian Palace are both extraordinary geniuses with extraordinary talents and unfathomable strength. Chu Ge can't get his turn no matter what. Even if it's me, I'm in the late stage of the other shore realm. Let Chu Ge
I can crush him with one hand!"
The Xuantian Palace monks were talking a lot. While praising Ji Feilan, they also mocked Chu Ge, which made Ye Fan and Ao Jiu so angry that they wanted to go up and pull their heads off and use them as balls.
While everyone was discussing, suddenly, there was a sound like the earth was shattering.
boom!
The mountain range where Ji Feilan and Jing Jiangtian were standing suddenly collapsed!
As the gravel tumbled, a figure shot out of the gap, like a sharp sword, and rushed towards Ji Feilan's face accurately. There was a short sword in his hand. Although the sword was short, it was extremely sharp. It blew the hair and broke the hair.
The space was easily cut open by the dagger, like mirrors, shattered.