Chapter 100 The beginning of the bloody battle! Pseudo-water sword curse!
"Who, the black man in white face?"
The disciples present had never heard of this person from a hundred years ago, but the elders of the inner sect present, as well as Feng Taiji and Gu Cangtian, were all shocked when they heard this name.
"The white-faced black man! An overhaul of swordsmanship in the Guizhen realm. It is said that he became a land swordsman at his peak. He is only one step away from the legendary void swordsman."
"Even my Sword Sect leader has not reached such a state yet. Isn't this guy talking nonsense? Can he get such a powerful sword?"
The elders of the inner sect were whispering to each other and discussing in low voices.
At this time, an old man with white eyebrows suddenly said: "This is indeed the sword that the white-faced black man wore during his lifetime!"
As soon as this man spoke, everyone turned their attention. When they saw the man who spoke, no one dared to question him anymore, just because of the old man's identity.
This white-browed old man is one of the few sword cultivators in the Sword Sect who has entered the "Yuan Fei Stage" and has lived for more than a hundred years. When this man opens his mouth, it is almost like a final word.
"Black trouble! The sword this boy is holding is actually the sword of the white-faced black man back then!"
The discussion of the inner sect elders was like a gust of wind, which quickly spread to everyone in the room.
Some elders have shown their greed. Anyone can imagine what incredible grade the sword of a former "Land Sword Immortal" must have reached.
An old man with a goatee and a paralyzed face asked the old man with white eyebrows sitting next to him: "Senior brother! I wonder what level this sword reached in the hands of the white-faced black man?"
When asked about this, the white-browed old man was slightly silent, and finally two words popped out of his mouth: "Ninth Grade!!"
These two simple words caused an uproar in the entire audience.
"Nine...ninth grade!"
"As far as I know, the master of my sect, who is known as the Ziyang Sword Master in the world, only has an eighth-grade sword in his hand, right? This Li Kezhou, who has been carrying a strange sword all day long, has actually reached the legendary ninth grade!"
Everyone in the audience, including Feng Taiji and Gu Cangtian, looked at Li Kezhou differently than before.
Gu Zanglong, who was on the sword platform, felt that someone had slapped him in the face in public, and his face felt a burning pain.
The famous sword "Blood Chaser" that he was proud of in his life not only failed to make him raise his eyebrows this time, but was completely reduced to dust.
He put down the sword in his hand, with a sneer on his face: "So what if you have a good sword? After all, the sword is a foreign object, and it can only be a person who determines life and death. Although this sword is good, but wait until I chop off your hands."
, you won’t be able to use it for the rest of your life.”
Li Kezhou said lightly: "What kind of person deserves what kind of sword? The sword in your hand has already determined your fate today."
"You ignorant bitch, I can't defeat you with one sword, so I'm willing to abandon my sword and admit defeat!"
Gu Zanglong stopped talking nonsense and stood upright with his sword on his chest.
Seeing the other party clearly casting a sword spell, Li Kezhou became wary.
"kill!!"
Gu Zanglong was filled with murderous intent, and a sword energy rushed out.
This sword energy is weird, not fast, not sharp, and even winding and weak, like a soft rope.
"This is...water-like sword curse!!"
Someone recognized the name of this sword spell.
"The Water-like Sword Curse is the ultimate sword technique of the Zhongxuan middle-grade sword art [Canghai Wandering Dragon Sword], and this sword technique is the unique skill that Elder Gu became famous for when he was young!"
"Sword Qi is like water, using softness to overcome hardness! This sword spell looks soft and weak, but it will hurt if you rub it, and die if you touch it. Li Kezhou will definitely die!"
All the disciples exclaimed in surprise, and Gu Yin and others in the audience suddenly regained their confidence.
Gu Cangtian, who was on the high platform, stroked his beard and smiled when he saw his son casting this sword spell.
On the stage, Li Kezhou saw the opponent's sword energy sweeping towards him like a soft whip, and did not dare to be careless and use Dragon Roar again.
There was a sound of thunder and clear weather.
Facing Gu Zanglong, he did not dare to be careless and used his "dragon roar" to the extreme.
It was such a blow that a towering tree instantly turned into wood powder.
The unique destructive power of the dragon's roar could not hit the soft water-like sword curse. Then, the dragon sword energy contained in the dragon's roar swept across like a violent wave.
When Gu Zanglong saw the violent sword energy sweeping over him like a raging wave, he had a look of shock in his eyes for the first time.
"cut!!"
He swung his long sword, and the long snake sword energy was thrown towards the angry waves.
"Boom!"
The dragon's sword energy collided with the water-like sword curse, causing a crackling sound.
The "Long Snake" collapsed and scattered, but this sword spell was indeed terrifyingly powerful, and contained peerless sharpness in its softness. The violent wave of sword energy of Long Bi's sword energy was actually cut in half, and two sword energy came from his side.
I swept it, but it didn't hurt him at all.
"Blocked!" someone screamed.
"Li Kezhou's sonic roar is too powerful. It actually blocked the water-like sword spell of the Second Master Jian. This is the ultimate secret of Zhongxuan middle-grade swordsmanship."
The whole audience burst into exclamations of surprise.
"impossible!!"
Gu Zanglong and his son let out a scream almost at the same time.
Gu Cangtian, who was on the high platform, lifted his butt off the seat and almost stood up in shock. His eyes were full of shock, and he seemed a little unbelievable at such a result.
After Feng Taiji was shocked, his eyes showed ecstasy: "Elder Gu, please be patient, this kid even missed me. It seems that in this bet between the two of them, it is still unclear who will win and who will lose..."
Gu Cangtian's face suddenly darkened and he sat down without saying a word.
Suddenly! He seemed to have thought of something, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Sect Master, I forgive my subordinates for disagreeing. This boy's strength is indeed a bit surprising, but if it is just like this, the final victory will still be in the hands of my son.
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The two of them competed secretly without saying a word to each other.
"Gu Zanglong! Is this the source of your confidence? In my opinion, it's nothing more than that. If I heard you correctly before, you said you couldn't defeat me with one sword, so you were willing to admit defeat."
"That's nonsense! I, Gu Zanglong, would say such a thing. I was just testing your truth just now. You did not disappoint me. Now you have gained my approval and are qualified for me to seriously fight you!"
Gu Zanglong felt that he had lost his face, and desperately wanted to get it back. Without any nonsense, he ignited the white fire under his feet, then threw his ham, and with a roar, he rushed forward to kill him.
(What an amazing leg! It’s worthy of being called the best leg in the world for walking alone thousands of miles away!)
Although he was an opponent, Li Kezhou could not hide his admiration in his heart.
Gu Zanglong's movement is faster than the wind. Before the wind brought by the opponent's charge has arrived, the person has already arrived first.
Li Kezhou swung out a black disaster, like a mountain of swords that rippled out.
His sword is like a wind wheel, and the energy of the Dragon Bi sword is blessed by the unique sword energy of the Demon-Batting Axe, covering the surrounding ten-foot arena.
Each of his sword strikes was so powerful that Gu Zanglong had the speed to throw a ham, but he didn't dare to attack hard, because as long as he was hit by a sword, he would be shattered to pieces in an instant.