The war hall elder attacked Xi Tong, but a sword slashed at him from behind. The war hall elder had to stop and deal with the enemies around him first.
Su Yuxuan pursed his lips tightly, narrowed his eyes slightly, and was highly concentrated. All his power was concentrated in the sword and condensed on the blade.
"Zhan Tie!"
"Zhan Tie!"
The two of them shouted the word at the same time, but after shouting it, Su Yuxuan's expression did not change, and the elder of the battle hall was involuntarily distracted.
He thought in his mind: Why does the opponent also know how to cut the iron sword? Is it a bluff? No, she must have something to rely on when facing him head-on like this.
The masters exchanged blows, and the slightest difference was life or death. The war hall elder was distracted in the battle. When he came to his senses, the two swords had already touched each other.
There is no clang of the collision of gold and iron, there is just the smoothness and smoothness of the sharp edge cutting through the cloth.
This feeling is very familiar, but also a little strange.
Pfft...
As if something was inserted into his body, the elder Zhantang felt his whole body tremble, and his whole body was like a kite with its string broken, swaying and floating in the air.
With a clanging sound, he finally understood what that strange feeling was.
Looking at the broken sword on the ground, his eyes widened in disbelief.
"I actually...lost..."
Moreover, he lost shamefully in his best swordsmanship.
Plop...
The elder of the war hall knelt on the ground, and then his body was smoothly divided into two parts. The incision was like a mirror, and the sharp sword energy condensed without scattering, sealing the wound without a drop of blood splattering.
Ten breaths!
Twenty breaths!
Thirty breaths!
Just like the frozen scene was replayed, the Zhantang elder's body was splattered with blood, and many disciples of the Iron Zhan Sword Sect finally remembered to breathe.
The sword energy lasts for thirty breaths, which is simply abnormal!
Everyone looked at Su Yuxuan with eyes full of respect and a little worship.
Just like the sword flowers that mortals pursue, the more sword flowers that can be pulled out in one breath, the better the swordsmanship is.
The sword energy must not only be long, but also durable and strong!
Therefore, the powerful sword energy must be condensed and never disperse.
Just like there is a sword energy left over from the time when the world collapsed and the earth collapsed on the top of the Sword Mountain. After endless years, it is still eternal and attracts countless strong people to watch and worship.
Su Yuxuan's sword energy only lasted thirty breaths, but to the Iron Sword Sect, he was already a master among masters.
The elder of Zhantang is the top master of Zhantie Sword Sect, but his best achievement is twenty-seven breaths.
The most important thing is that the elders of the war hall are already at the very end of their career path and can no longer make progress, while Su Yuxuan is still underage and has unlimited potential in the future.
Hua Hua Hua...
Several disciples of the Iron Zhan Sword Sect fell to their knees sincerely, and in the blink of an eye, no one among the disciples brought by the war hall elder was left standing.
It's not that they are ungrateful, nor that they are cowardly, it's just that Jianshan has always been like this.
The essence of the mountain gate challenge is the survival of the fittest, the weak and the strong. Either fight with swords to defend the division, or surrender and follow the strong, or leave sadly.
The disparity in strength between the two sides is so great that they are simply crushing each other. There is absolutely no chance of winning against a strong man of this level. Defending the division is simply a joke.
No one wants to die, they want to stay useful and climb to the extreme of swordsmanship.
Good birds break down trees to perch and follow in the footsteps of the strong, the greater the chance of success.
Therefore, no one remembers the Iron Sword Sect, and they are even willing to be the vanguard to win over the Iron Sword Sect for the new leader.
Xi Tong applauded.
"That's right! With one person and one sword, you can subdue a group of people. You are barely qualified to be included in my door."
Su Yuxuan immediately knelt down excitedly, "Thank you, Master, for your cultivation!"
The disciples of the Iron Zhan Sword Sect who had just surrendered immediately shouted in unison: "I have seen the master!"
Xi Tong was still a little uncomfortable with the sudden appearance of hundreds of disciples, but when he saw the enthusiastic eyes of his disciples, Xi Tong felt secretly happy.
good!
These are all green little leeks. As long as they are taught swordsmanship so that they can continue to improve and make breakthroughs, the power of faith will not be like a rolling tide.
The most important thing is that this is the power of faith in the world of swordsmanship, which is very helpful in deducing the power and rules of swords. Various flashes of inspiration are far more efficient than the power of faith in my Qing world.
So, Xi Tong flicked his finger and fired with sword energy, and the prisoners on the ground were beheaded.
"Attack! Iron Sword Sect!"
Since it is a mountain gate challenge, there is nothing to be polite about. At this time, the elders of the Zhan Zhan Hall are at their peak morale and can take down the Iron Zhan Sword Sect in one go.
"Here!"
Shilipo is only a hundred miles away from the Iron Sword Sect. It sounds very long, but for a group of masters with light body lifting and flying gliding, it is no different from going out for a walk.
A group of people rushed out cheering, led by siblings Su Yuxuan and Su Yuang, followed by more than a hundred disciples and grandchildren who had just surrendered.
As for Xi Tong...
Does Master need to take action on such a trivial matter?
At the mountain gate of Zhan Tiejian Sect, the welcoming disciples saw a group of fellow disciples returning and were immediately overjoyed.
"You're just an ant, you can catch it! The war hall is really powerful!"
"Hey, why don't you see the elders of the battle hall? Aren't they going to rescue the second senior brother? Where is the second senior brother?"
Several disciples finally discovered something unusual.
But when they saw the hundreds of war hall disciples Wu Yaya appearing, they quietly moved their hands away from the hilts of their swords.
"Congratulations to all senior brothers, congratulations to all senior brothers!"
Forget it, just pretend that you haven’t seen it and don’t know.
However, when two human heads were thrown to the ground with a bang, even a blind man knew what was going on.
Su Yuxuan, who was admired by all the disciples, took a step forward.
"The Zhantie Sword Sect challenged our Shilipo Sword Sect for no reason, and I have killed them with my sword. Now, it is time for you to make a choice."
How else can we choose? Do we still have a choice? We are just a few low-status welcome disciples.
Seeing hundreds of war hall disciples, they instantly made a wise choice.
"I've met the leader!"
Immediately, a group of disciples surrounded Su Yuxuan and Su Yuang and rushed towards the mountain.
Along the way, the voices of "I've seen the leader" kept coming and going, never stopping.
In the main hall of the Zhantiejian Sect, the leader and several elders suddenly stood up in shock and looked outside the hall in disbelief.
There was nothing outside, but the sound was getting closer and louder.
Ta-ta...
Ta-ta...
The sound of footsteps climbing up the stairs was so clear, and the figure gradually rising at the threshold was so young, even a little immature.
Su Yuxuan stood at the door of the main hall, holding his sword. A disciple came over carrying the head of the war hall elder and placed it gently on the threshold.
quiet!
silence!
It's like everyone is dead.
"It's your turn to make a choice."
Upon hearing this, several elders looked at each other and then bowed wisely.
More than ten years ago, there was no Iron Sword Sect here.
After today, this place will no longer be the Iron Sword Sect.