"A sword to decide the winner?"

People stared at the setting night in the ring with wide eyes.

It is not uncommon for a strong sword to decide the winner with a sword, and they are shocked that this sentence will come out of Luoxiao's mouth.

This also means that he recognizes the strength of his opponent, and Jian Liuzhen has the qualifications to win the first sword cultivation of youth.

The battle came as a surprise.

Most importantly, the rise of the Yuan Yang Dynasty was unstoppable.

For the Sixteen Kingdoms, the Tianfu Empire has given birth to so many geniuses, if they grow up in the future, who can stop the rise of the Tianfu Empire?

Threat.

The Four Great Dynasties felt the threat of the Yuan Dynasty, and the Sixteen Kingdoms felt the potential pressure from the Tianfu Empire.

No one wants the Tianfu Empire to win again.

If even Luoxiao was defeated by Jian Liuzhen, it is conceivable that at least five of the top ten in this battle belonged to the Yuan Yang Dynasty.

The people didn't speak, just stared at the sword in the ring, and now everyone was waiting for his answer.

"How?" asked Luoxiao again.

There was no movement.

"This guy doesn't dare. Someone scoffed.

But his tone was full of jealousy, who would have thought that Jian Liuyu could do it so far, forcing Luoxiao to fight with him to decide the winner.

"Shut up!" Luo Xiao shouted, these guys didn't understand at all, what the previous confrontation between the two of them meant, the two of them were equal in kendo will, and every move was all out.

Only by fighting with the sword will you understand his strength.

Luoxiao didn't wait for Jian Liuyu to answer, his body flew over the sky, and the whole person's sword qi soared into the sky, and at the same time as the sword momentum was released, the sword domain bloomed in the sky.

The moment the terrifying sword domain appeared, the entire ring was only cold sword rays.

Thousands of swords are condensed in the void, and with a single thought, everything can be destroyed.

What a powerful sword, such a terrifying sword domain!

The crowd sighed.

However, looking at Luoxiao's strong posture, he may not allow Jian Liuyu to refuse at all, as long as he goes all out to this sword, if Jian Liuyu can't deal with it, then he will definitely lose.

Jian Liuyu smiled, and stared at the falling night that bloomed out of the sword domain in the void: "I didn't expect that the first sword cultivator would not hesitate to settle the victory with me with a sword for the next battle, aren't you afraid that this sword will be defeated, and your first name will be gone?"

"If you can defeat me, you deserve to be the first, if you are just a powerful mouth, even if you have cultivated for a hundred years and thousands of years, you will not be my opponent!" Luo Xiao said, the indifferent voice in his mouth was directly engraved on Jian Liuyu's heart.

"I'm just surprised that this sentence will come out of your mouth, as you wish!"

"The sword intent of the Great Perfection, the half-step sword domain. "The crowd could feel that the sword of the sword flow had not completely entered the level of the domain, but it already had the power of the sword domain.

But if the power of the sword is only like this, this battle will definitely be lost, and the sword domain of the falling night completely suppresses the opponent's strength!

"It seems that my sword domain is stronger. Luo Xiao felt the sword intent of Jian Liuyu, and already knew the gap between the two.

"The power of will, it's just because you came into contact with it earlier than us, if I comprehend the realm one step first, you have already been defeated, and the sword domain does not mean everything!"

"The sword domain is not everything, so what about adding martial spirits!" As soon as the words fell, a shocking sword light bloomed behind Luo Xiao.

Behind him emerged a silver sword, which stood in the void, like a divine soldier descending, invincible.

"Martial Spirit. ”

The hearts of the crowd trembled fiercely, this is the full strength of Luoxiao.

"What a domineering sword soul!"

"This Luoxiao cultivation is a domineering sword soul!" Although the form of the sword martial soul is single, it will evolve into the closest sword power to the user as the user grows.

For example, Tianchen's cultivation of Shura Sword Dao, he is the Shura Sword Soul, while Luoxiao's cultivation is a domineering sword, so his sword is full of Ling Tian's domineering intent!

"Martial soul is not only you!" Behind Jian Liuzhen, a sword that was conducive to the sky also bloomed, and this sword was full of purple evil aura, exuding a chilling sword aura.

It's cold and ruthless!

Ruthless kendo!

"The martial spirits are equal. The crowd trembled inexplicably.

The martial soul of the sword that bloomed from the sword flow was not weaker than Luo Xiao's domineering sword intent, no wonder Luo Xiao would propose a blow to decide the winner, and when the two of them fought each other, they already had a definition in their hearts.

Luo Xiao was not surprised by the strength of the sword flow, and he still looked calm, and neither side took out the sword, because they were both condensing the sword qi, and when the sword intent reached the peak, it was the time to really make the sword.

The crowd had long forgotten the shouts and shock as they watched the battle in front of them, and everyone in the audience held their breath and waited for the final moment of the sword clash.

"Good sword intent, but the final victory belongs to me after all, the fourth realm, the sword heart psychic!" A psychic sound, the sword soul behind him trembled, and the crowd suddenly felt a change in the Heaven and Earth Sword Domain, and a more powerful majesty descended on the ring.

"The sword heart is psychic, and the power of the sword domain has expanded several times. ”

"This is the true strength of the first sword cultivator. The crowd couldn't help but exclaim, the fourth realm of the sword, as soon as the sword heart psychic came out, the power of the sword flow was instantly crushed, and only the ruthless sword soul struggled to support.

At this moment, if the two sides play their swords, the sword will be defeated!

Jian Liuyu's eyes stared at the falling night in the void, this was the strength of the first sword cultivator, and the powerful sword gang aura was so powerful that he could barely breathe.

And that's the end?

His goal is the number one sword cultivator in the Lingwu Continent, is he going to be defeated here?

No.

Can't lose, if he loses, how can he follow in his father's footsteps, how can he become the strongest sword cultivator?

"Fourth realm, is it very strong?" Jian Liuzhen's body suddenly erupted with a shocking sword light, and the figure of Jian Liuyu swept out around him, and at that moment, the location where Jian Liuzhen was located turned out to be the place of the sword mound.

Countless swords, buried in the soil, centered on him, bloomed with earth-shattering sword intent.

"This is, the sword heart is through the gods, the fifth realm. ”

"This is a prerequisite for becoming a sword god, and this guy has the qualifications to become a sword god. "The strong man of the Dao Sect could no longer sit still, and even Zhengyangzi trembled.

Kenshin is a god.

This is the proof of the sword god's qualifications.

"That guy actually has the qualification of a sword god. The crowd exclaimed, and all the powerhouses from the Middle Heaven Domain couldn't help but tremble all around the ring.

God.

That ethereal existence, in this Lingwu Continent where there is no Emperor Realm powerhouse, the god is almost an invincible existence in the legend.

"What about God, if he dies here, there will be no future!" Cang Tianxiao sneered.

Of course, everyone could hear a trace of jealousy in Cang Tianxiao's words.

The people of a small empire actually have the qualifications to become gods, not to mention that the enemy can't accept it, and even the people of the Yuan Yang Dynasty are full of jealousy.

"Luoxiao, kill him at all costs, and never let this son grow. ”

A sound transmission entered Luoxiao's mind, and the power displayed by the sword flower made the powerhouse of the Yingyue Emperor Dynasty feel the pressure.

If this son is not removed, it will inevitably become a powerful existence of the Yuan Yang Dynasty in the future, they don't want the Yuan Yang Dynasty to become stronger, and now the only one who can have the opportunity to kill Jian Liuzhen is Luo Xiao in the ring!

Luoxiao's eyes froze, and he seemed to be a little dissatisfied with the words of the people of the imperial dynasty, this is his battle, and he doesn't need to be pointed at by others.

What's more, this is a dignified sword fight, although the sword is his enemy, but Luo Xiao has the pride of a swordsman, and he will not allow anyone to defile this duel.

"Your strength is beyond my expectations, so, I will use my strongest blow to fight the victory, Soul Melt!"

The silver sword poured into Luoxiao's body, and under everyone's attention, he turned into a sword, and there were only thousands of swords left in the heavens and the earth.

The sword qi of both sides had been condensed to the peak.

Without hesitation, the sword qi of heaven and earth touched at that moment.

Thousands of swords gathered in one place at the same time, surging madly towards the ground, the sword flowed and did not dare to be careless, and also incarnated into a sword, one fell from the sky, and the other rose to the sky.

The sword flows, the sword fights on the night, the sword is fast, the shadow is fast, the sword is swirling, and a piece of loess wave dust is shaken, in the yellow dust, thousands of swords are forcing the opponent, condensing the breath and drinking, the sword is sacrificed to the ruthless sword, and the sword and the sword are intertwined with a sword light blink.

When the two sword rays collided under the attention of the crowd, the sword swung in an instant, as if time stood still, the sword intent bloomed in the streamer, time was in the sword light, the flow rate was still, and a sword qi was enough to tear the void, and a touch of sword power was enough to crack the sky and collapse.

The sky at the scene was instantly torn apart by the sword rays that were touched, and after the crazy sword intent surged, there were only endless sword rays overflowing from the ring and the wind and dust that stirred up the sky.

The crowd swallowed their surprise, only the shock left in front of them, and no one at the scene exclaimed, but their eyes were always fixed on the ring that had ended the battlefield.

Now, what they want most is the outcome of this sword fight.

When the dust and smoke dissipated, they saw two staggered figures, one holding a sword and standing still, and the other holding a sword and pointing at it, also motionless.

"Who won?" None of them could see the final confrontation clearly, they couldn't tell who was swords, who was answering the sword, and the sword intent of the two had even made time stand still, so even at the moment when the battle stopped, they didn't know who had won the battle.

But in that still picture, the sword of the sword returned to the scabbard, his expression was firm, and the moment the sword was unsheathed, he turned his face sideways and said, "Thanks to you, I have become stronger!"

At the same time as the words fell, the sound of the broken sword rose in response, but I saw a touch of awe-inspiring blood blooming on Luoxiao's chest.

Defeated, defeated.