Fantasy: I, The Salted Fish Will Become Stronger

Zhao Zhixun defeated his cousin with a sword.

Almost shocked everyone's eyes.

At the same time, the major betting sites are frantically adjusting the odds of Zhao Zhixun winning the championship.

Adjusted his odds to 1:1.

Zhao Zhixun lived up to expectations and made it all the way to the final.

Today is the final day of the Shushan Inner Sect Competition.

Not only the seven Elders came, but even some Elders from the other lines of the Sect Leader also came to watch the battle.

In the arena.

Zhao Zhixun was still the same as in the past, full of majesty, showing the demeanor of a king in every gesture.

Standing in front of him was a young man with a purple beard and blue eyes, bright eyes, a big mouth, and a strange and majestic appearance.

This young man is the present Inner Sect Chief Murong Longchen.

Neither of them opened their mouths first, and carefully sized up their own opponent.

The disciples in the audience also looked at the two on the stage quietly, no one was whispering.

I was afraid that the little noise I made would disturb the two on the ring.

A group of bigwigs in the stands looked at the two with admiration in their eyes.

The Sect Leader said: "Old Qi, these two boys are pretty good. It seems that within a year, you will have two strong true disciples in the Shu Mountain lineage."

For ordinary people, one Jiazi is likely to be a lifetime.

But for the Nascent Soul cultivator, which has a lifespan of thousands of years, a six-year-old is just a snap of the fingers.

Seventh Elder said with a smile: "Senior brother is awesome, the two of them are still young, and they need to sharpen a little more."

He is very satisfied with these two little guys.

Especially Zhao Zhixun, he just regarded it as a junior whom he liked more at first.

Unexpectedly, in less than a year, this junior has grown to such an extent. I have to say that this kid is extremely talented.

In the Inner Sect of Shushan, these two people must rule the roost in the future.

Even if it is placed in the inner discipline of the Supreme Sword Sect, it is still qualified to compete for the top three.

After a while.

Both Zhao Zhixun and Murong Longchen bowed towards their swords.

"Senior Brother Murong, please!"

"Junior Brother Zhao, please!"

After the two finished speaking, they took a step towards retreat one after another, and pulled out the swords in their hands in unison.

The moment the sword was unsheathed, the two exuded two completely different auras.

Zhao Zhixun has a kingly air, surrounded by nine dragons, which is beyond words.

Murong Longchen, on the other hand, was like a banished immortal descending to earth, with Immortal Qi fluttering, Transcendent refined.

Two powerful auras divided the entire arena into two halves.

Before he made a move, the formation on the entire ring gave people a feeling of being on the verge of collapse.

Seeing this, the Seventh Elder casually moved towards the formation, strengthening the formation a bit.

Otherwise, it would be an inner discipline duel like this level.

Once the fifth-order formation is smashed, it will hurt innocent people.

Clang!

Clang!

The two sword cries sounded almost simultaneously.

"The emperor is furious!"

Accompanied by Zhao Zhixun's cold shout, a vision suddenly appeared in the entire arena.

I saw that where Sword Ray went, blood flowed into a river and corpses were strewn all over the field!

"Flying Immortal Nine Forms, the first form is pointing at the sun and the moon!"

Murong Longchen slashed out with a sword, the scorching sun dimmed, and the star was dimmed.

boom! ! !

Two powerful Sword Qi collided in mid-air, making a huge roar.

Shock the entire arena!

Huge smoke and dust enveloped the entire arena, making it difficult for people to see the scene in the arena clearly.

hiss……

The disciplines watching the battle subconsciously sucked in a breath of cold air.

No one expected that the two of them shot with all their strength as soon as they came up.

This sword.

I'm afraid ordinary cultivators can't use it.

How strong are the two of them.

But what is certain is that the outcome of the two is undecided.

Those two terrifying auras still enveloped the entire ring.

call……

A gust of wind blew across the arena to clear the smoke and dust.

Both Zhao Zhixun and Murong Longchen stood holding swords.

Although the smoke was shrouded in the past, the two of them were spotless.

the stands.

When Gan Zhenduo saw this scene, he immediately became interested.

"I didn't expect that there would be such a strong man in Shu Mountain, who could receive Daxun's sword unscathed."

Qin Hao took a sip of his tea and said, "No, he's not completely unscathed, although he was only slightly injured."

"Um?"

Gan Zhenduo took a closer look and saw a drop of blood overflowing from Murong Longchen's hand holding the hilt of the sword.

Although this injury is almost negligible, this is the first time Murong Longchen has been injured since he played the battle.

"You are indeed qualified to fight with me."

Murong Longchen's gaze became serious.

"Senior brother, besides that upstart, the only opponent who can interest me."

"I hope Senior Brother Murong won't let me down."

Zhao Zhixun's aura rose again.

the stands.

Gan Zhenduo: "..."

Well, Daxun, you still don't forget to say hello to me at a time like this.

Others are even more addicted in their hearts.

In the eyes of everyone, it was already an invincible sword.

It turned out to be just these two people trying to move?

What kind of tricks will they use next?

"very good."

Murong Longchen slowly raised the sword in his hand.

"The next sword is the strongest sword I have ever learned in my life. Even I can't control it. If this sword kills my brother here, don't blame me."

If this is said to other people, it is probably a kind of humiliation.

But to Zhao Zhixun, this is a kind of respect for the strong.

"Senior brother is worthy of being a gentleman. This sword of mine is my latest insight. I have never used it in my life. Please taste it!"

The voice fell.

A strong fighting intent flashed in the eyes of the two of them.

boom!

The momentum on the two of them exploded to the extreme in an instant.

"King's Landing in the World!"

Zhao Zhixun's sword rose and fell in the blink of an eye.

But at this moment, he is like an Immortal king, and the sword in his hand represents his supreme will.

Wherever the sword's edge goes, no matter cultivator, demon or ghost, they all have to surrender under the sword.

"Flying Immortal with One Sword!"

Almost at the same time, the sword in Murong Longchen's hand also stabbed forward.

That sword seems to be able to pass through Nine Heavens.

Cut down all the gods and Buddhas in the world!

In the whole world, no one can resist such a sword.

Rumble! ! !

Two Sword Rays collided in the air and produced a huge explosion!

I saw a huge circle of light, with terrifying aftermath, spreading out like a small mushroom cloud.

Even the entire square shook violently.

Some disciples, who were caught off guard, were thrown off their backs by the violent shock.

Several cracks appeared on the defensive formation covering the ring, as if it would be shattered by the aftermath in the next second.

Fortunately, the cultivators sitting in the stands are all first-class powerhouses.

Just a light pat to dissipate the vibration.

All the senior leaders of the Supreme Sword Sect couldn't help but their eyes lit up, looking into the ring as if looking at a baby.

Seven Elder couldn't help but tremble when he looked at the eyes of all the senior brothers.

Damn, this group of guys must be trying to hit my two little babies, right?

The eyelids of the true disciples jumped, although they have also experienced several Inner Sect competitions.

What's more, it is the existence of overwhelming the heroes for three consecutive times.

But what they can be sure of is that when they were in the Nascent Soul realm, they definitely did not have such terrifying strength.

What a formidable young man!

Only Qin Hao was drinking the wine leisurely with a relaxed expression on his face.

Finally saw a decent battle.

Seeing Qin Hao's performance, Gan Zhenduo whispered: "Master, can you still sit still?"

"Aren't you worried about Daxun?"

Qin Hao said with a smile: "I can't die if I'm afraid of anything. No matter whether we win or lose this battle, it's a good experience for Ah Xun."

"After all, no one can be invincible all the way."

Gan Zhenduo: "..."

Master, you have a big heart, I put 10 million middle-grade Spirit Stones on Da Xun.

Although I don't have much money, I don't want to lose money!

After the shock is over.

The dazzling Sword Ray also disappeared.

Disappeared with Sword Ray, and the ring.

Everyone looked in the direction of the previous ring, and a huge deep pit came into view.

In the pit.

Zhao Zhixun's face was covered with blood, and the spiritual robe on his body had become tattered.

Even the crown on his head was split.

Even so, he still stood there majesticly, and the sword in his hand still did not put down.

The blood slid along the hilt to the tip of the sword, and slowly fell to the ground.

And Murong Longchen opposite him was not much better.

I saw Murong Longchen kneeling on one knee, with disheveled hair and ragged clothes.

Holding the sword tightly in one hand, he braced himself so that he would not fall.

A pair of green pupils still exuded a strong fighting spirit, and he tried to stand up several times.

But that riddled body was no longer able to support his presence.

The referee on the side watched the two quietly without announcing the result.

After a long time, Murong Longchen said: "I lost this battle."

"But I didn't lose in the Feixian Yijian. I only lost on my path of swordsmanship. I didn't go far without you!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes fell on Zhao Zhixun.

Everyone is looking forward to his next answer...