At this moment, the young man's anger shocked the entire audience.
"It turns out that this is the true strength of the new Saint King... We all underestimated him before."
"The Saint King is so angry that he must repay with his blood."
"From this moment on, who else dares to doubt the strength of the Saint King?"
People looked at the green-shirted young man standing quietly in the center of the battle platform, their eyes full of shock, awe, admiration and even worship, and there was no longer the previous ridicule and doubt.
The strength of Qingsong Sword is so powerful, such a strong man is so vulnerable!
The Plum Blossom Sword in the stands was trembling slightly, and his eyes were almost spitting fire, staring at Sun Ning, full of hatred that wanted to crush him to ashes.
The Master of Niyang Palace announced loudly: "Sun Ning, the Holy Fighter King, challenged the Holy War God to a second battle and defeated Qingsong Sword!"
[Ding! You showed great power on the fourth holy war stage and killed the Qingsong Sword, which improved the completion rate of task twenty-four in the arena (currently 88/00). 】
"The third battle begins, the incense burning timer..."
While Palace Master Niyang's voice was still echoing, a figure flew down and landed in front of Sun Ning. The bamboo hat and veil she was wearing had also disappeared, revealing a face covered with traces of time, but
From her eyebrows, it can still be clearly seen that she must have been a stunning beauty when she was young.
"Junior sister cannot..."
Lingzhu Sword only had time to dissuade him, but Plum Blossom Sword had already arrived seven feet away in front of Sun Ning, its eyes spitting fire, filled with endless hatred.
This scene caused a lot of discussion around him again.
The centuries-old love triangle between Lingzhu Sword, Plum Blossom Sword, and Qingsong Sword is famous in the Fourth Holy War Realm. According to rumors, Lingzhu Sword and Plum Blossom Sword are from the same sect. Plum Blossom Sword is not only unparalleled in appearance, but also
She is the daughter of the sect leader, and Lingzhujian loves her deeply. However, this beautiful girl was never moved by her senior brother's tenderness. Instead, she fell in love with Qingsongjian who injured her in the fourth holy war realm.
What's even more outrageous is that Qingsongjian is Lingzhujian's long-lost brother.
This kind of relationship that is too entangled with each other is destined to not blossom and bear fruit. After many lingering and sad twists and turns, the three people lived in seclusion together for hundreds of years, living next to each other, never possessing each other, and being able to live with each other for a long time. This is in
In the past, it was a good story, and the name of Sui Han's Three Swords gradually spread. However, the sadness contained in it could only be known by those involved.
From then on, Suihan Sanjian would visit the Fourth Holy War Stage every few years to remember the past. They took the Fourth Holy War Stage very seriously, a bit like the beauty in their memories that should not be desecrated.
So when they heard that Sun Ning was going to win ten games in a row and crush the Fourth Holy War Platform, Sui Han and the Three Swordsmen all felt that this holy land would not be allowed to be so tarnished, so they appeared together again and vowed to stop Sun Ning.
As a result, the prevention failed, and Qingsongjian died in front of his eyes.
Under the strong hatred, Plum Blossom Sword's body was still trembling slightly, her voice was a little hoarse, and she said with hatred: "In this battle, I, Plum Blossom Sword, will fight with you!"
Sun Ning said calmly: "You want revenge, don't you?"
Plum Blossom Sword did not answer, the murderous intent in his eyes became even more intense, and he said in a hateful voice: "Before we fight, I want to ask you, do you dare to fulfill the wild words you just made?"
Sun Ning's eyes turned cold, knowing what he meant, and sneered: "You want me to give you a hundred moves, don't you?"
"good!"
Plum Blossom Sword rebuked bitterly: "Since you are determined to challenge great achievements that have never been seen in a hundred thousand years, and you have put down your arrogant words yourself, if things come to a head and you are timid and dare not fulfill them, at best they are just arrogant words, wouldn't it be called
Are you kidding me? How could you be so shy and accept the Qingsong Sword's seven moves?"
The crowd was in an uproar!
In such a dangerous and serious place as the Holy War Platform, the prestigious Plum Blossom Sword actually asked Sun Ning to give him a hundred moves!
There are countless battle stages in the world, but before a life-and-death battle, I have never heard of the strange thing of not only having to challenge the opponent on the stage, but also asking the opponent to surrender a hundred moves to me.
No child would do such a thing, let alone one of the prestigious Suihan Three Swords?
This is too shameless!
To describe him as smelly and shameless is not an exaggeration.
Onlookers naturally don't know how strong the hatred in Meihuajian's heart has become. She has been in love with Qingsongjian all her life. If Qingsongjian hadn't insisted on not obeying, she would have stayed with him at all costs. Now she sees it.
The person she loved died tragically on the spot. She was in so much pain that she couldn't bear to live. All she could think about was revenge. As long as she could kill this evil thief, everything else was futile.
Therefore, Plum Blossom Sword offered to accept the hundred moves, which seemed extremely shameless to others, but in front of a woman who was bent on avenging her lover, this was nothing at all.
Sun Ning's eyes became colder, but his voice was still very calm: "I will give you a chance to fight me normally. Even if you lose, I will not hurt you at all and let you go."
"But if you want me to give you a hundred moves and you have to kill me, then I will kill you with the one hundred and first move!"
Plum Blossom Sword laughed wildly and said: "Don't you dare? You are indeed an arrogant person again. Are you challenging the Holy War God? Get off the stage!"
"If I give you a hundred moves, what's the difficulty?"
Sun Ning smiled faintly, her blue shirt dancing in the wind, and wrote lightly: "Come on!"
"That's what you said!"
The Plum Blossom Sword scolded, and accompanied by a clear sword cry, a gleaming sword shadow flew across the sky, just like her cold and bloodthirsty heart at this moment.
"A branch of plum blossom in the mountains, Ling Han blooms alone!"
Accompanied by this long recitation that sounded like a song but not a song, the Plum Blossom Sword raised its sword a little, flew down and slashed, and a snow-white sword light, like a golden rainbow piercing the sun, spread horizontally across the entire audience.
"You alone want to seek revenge from me?"
Sun Ning snorted lightly, but he could not see how he moved, but the surrounding Qi suddenly underwent profound and wonderful changes. The whole world seemed to have turned into a huge whirlpool. During the slow rotation of the whirlpool, all external forces, no matter what, were affected.
No matter how ferocious and cunning it is, it will be absorbed into it and turned into nothingness.
The onlookers saw the huge sword energy of the Plum Blossom Sword, which seemed to be like a horse. When it reached three feet in front of Sun Ning, it seemed to encounter some strange obstacle and began to disappear quickly.
Finally, it fell within three feet to the right of Sun Ning. The terrifying power of the sword energy had completely disappeared, but Sun Ning did not even move.
This seemingly weird scene made even the Western Lord and others' pupils shrink when they saw it.
"It's cold with plum blossoms and snow on thousands of mountains, and there's a stroke in the Sese Valley!"
When the Plum Blossom Sword saw that the sword was ineffective, his complexion changed slightly, and he shouted again. He flew up, and the long sword was pointed out in the void. The red plum blossom sword energy that was one foot square gathered quickly, and in the blink of an eye,
I have accumulated thousands or hundreds of them.
She slapped her palm hard, and a strong wind swept across. In an instant, countless plum blossom sword energy rushed toward Sun Ning, like a heavy rain hitting a new lotus. (To be continued)