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Chapter 1445: I Said He Won!

As for why he didn't kill Gu Jian.

There are two reasons for this.

The first point is that the ancient sword is a member of the primeval clan, and killing the latter will cause unnecessary trouble.

Second, he disdains to kill an ant.

"I don't believe I can't deal with you!" the ancient sword roared, and his right hand suddenly raised the antique long sword, and then aimed at the other party and stabbed it fiercely!

Facing this thorn, the corners of Canghai's mouth set off a disdainful arc, and his voice said slowly: "It's been so long, you still can't comprehend what a sword is!"

"What is sword qi again, sword intent!"

His right hand twitched slightly towards the hilt of the sword on the table, and the astonishing sword aura emanated from it, and under this sword aura like a hurricane, the figure of the ancient sword suddenly retreated a few steps, looking pale.

With just such a sword, he was defeated!

The person in front of him is worthy of being called the number one kendo master in Longxuan City.

There was a thick sadness between the ancient sword's eyebrows.

He has been defeated again and again!

"This person's name is Gu Jian, and he is a member of the Taigu clan! It is said that there is a stone sword in the Taigu clan, and the stone sword records the ancient swordsmanship!"

Mo Chuan looked at the young man who fell to the ground and said.

"Ancient Swordsmanship?" Da Lei's eyes flickered, it was obvious that he knew a lot about this Ancient Swordsmanship.

"That's right, the Ancient Swordsmanship!" When talking about this Ancient Swordsmanship, a look of envy appeared on Mo Chuan's face, and he said: "The people of the Ancient Clan are all sword training geniuses! Back then, the patriarch of the Ancient Clan was a sword genius, known as the Sword Emperor!"

"And he's just mastered one of the nine forms of the Ancient Sword Technique!"

"What!"

Xuan Hu Miao exclaimed, and a look of horror appeared on her delicate face.

Just cultivating the first form of the primeval sword technique is an invincible existence?

Then how powerful this primeval swordsmanship is!

If you can master all this ancient swordsmanship, wouldn't it be against the sky?

"That primeval swordsmanship is said to have been sealed in the stone sword! The whereabouts of the patriarch of the primeval clan back then are unknown, originally the primeval clan was one of the eight major races, but because of the departure of this person, it gradually declined, and now it is in a rather embarrassing position among the eight major clans!"

"Although this ancient sword is the son-in-law of the ancient sword, his mother is just a maid, and she has been coldly ridiculed in the ancient clan!"

Mo Chuan raised his head, looked at the young man in front of him, and couldn't help but say: "Even so, he cultivates all the time, but strange to say, his sword path has a body of sword qi, but it is not practical!"

Ye Qingyun listened to Mo Chuan's words, and cast his eyes on the young man who got up from the ground, only to see the ancient sword take a sharp step forward, holding an antique long sword in his right hand, trembling slightly.

That's because of a previous injury.

"Come again!"

The voice of unyielding defeat rolled out of his throat.

Looking at the young man in front of him, Ye Qingyun's pupils shrank slightly, and for some reason, he could see his own shadow from the other party's body.

At that time, he was in the Ye family, and he was not ostracized by the clansmen and ridiculed coldly.

At this moment, Ye Qingyun had an urge to help Gu Jian.

"It's really an unbeatable Xiaoqiang!" Canghai glanced at Gu Jian indifferently, and then slowly stood up, his tall body showed arrogance, and his disdainful voice came slowly: "Ten times, you haven't succeeded once!" Today, it is the eleventh time you have challenged me, and this is also the last time you have challenged me!"

"When you lose, I will cut off the veins of your hands, so that you will never be able to hold a sword!"

Canghai said indifferently, walking forward, leaving a faint voice: "The space here is too small, let's go out to fight, if you are afraid, you can go!"

"What did you say!"

As soon as Gu Jian heard this, his whole person became angry, and he roared a few times, like a crazy demon beast.

Mother's matter can be said to be the scale of his heart!

Canghai glanced at Gu Jian indifferently, and the corners of his mouth set off a playful arc: "Just like your dead mother!"

"You're looking for death!"

Hearing this, Gu Jian's face instantly turned red, and he ran over directly.

However, Canghai's body trembled slightly, and the next moment, he quickly avoided the other party, and the playfulness at the corner of his mouth became stronger and stronger, and said, "I don't want to waste saliva with you!"

"Go fight him!"

At this moment, a voice slowly sounded.

The people around followed the sound and found a young man dressed in white slowly descending the stairs.

This person is Ye Qingyun!

Ye Qingyun gently patted Gu Jian's shoulder, and a sword qi penetrated into Gu Jian's body along the palm of his hand.

Gu Jian's body trembled, he raised his head, looking at the face with a faint smile, from the other party's expression, he only saw confidence.

That's bursting confidence!

Feeling the sword qi in his body carefully, his heart was beating violently at this moment.

It's a heart-pounding experience!

"This sword qi ......"

Gu Jian's eyes trembled slightly, this sword aura was simply terrifying, in the primeval clan, only those elders would make him tremble like this.

Those people were immersed in kendo for a long time.

However, the person in front of him is a little younger than him, but he has such confidence.

"Don't worry, go to battle! You will definitely win this battle!" Ye Qingyun looked at the stunned Gu Jian with a stunned face, smiled slightly, and said.

When the young man named Canghai who was walking in front heard this, his sword eyebrows jumped, he turned to look at Ye Qingyun, a sneer rose on the corner of his mouth, and said, "You say he can win me? What are you kidding! If he can win me, he will be able to crack my sword style long ago!"

When the warriors around heard this, they all nodded.

Indeed, the sword style of the ancient sword before was completely cracked by the sea and was vulnerable.

At this moment, if the ancient sword can win, how is this possible!

The people here don't quite believe that the ancient sword can win.

Standing in the back, Da Lei's eyes flickered, he had just seen Ye Qingyun transmitting a sword qi on the ancient sword, and he knew that in the next battle, the ancient sword would definitely be able to win easily!

"I said he won, then he can win!" Ye Qingyun chuckled, looking at the young man in front of him with a playful look.

"Huh. Hearing this, Canghai smiled and mocked: "Do you think you are a prophet? You can win if you say he wins? What are you kidding! Besides, this is simply impossible! If he really wins me, I am willing to be his guard!"

"Then you're a guard!" Ye Qingyun grinned, revealing a harmless expression.