Fantasy: Please Don’t Take My Chance Again

Shengzi Daoyan obtained an ancient bronze fragment from an ancient tree. No one knew its origin, but Shengzi Daoyan was delighted as if he had found a treasure.

Immediately afterwards, the White Elephant Shengzi resisted the black shadow's remnant soul four times with his body, but was defeated by the fifth knife.

Yaotai Sacred Land's No. 1 Holy Maiden Tantai Qingyin blocked the black shadow remnant soul four times with her bare hands, but also chose to give up when the fifth knife was about to fall.

The same is true for the Son of the Purple Mansion.

Then there are a few life-death Great Masters that are about the same level as the Demon Heart Boss.

Almost all stopped before the fifth knife of Sombra-Remnant Soul.

This fifth knife is like a natural moat, which makes people feel desperate and cannot be crossed.

"Only Yuan Jiansheng and Zhisha have never tried before, and I don't know if they can break this shackle?"

"It's hard to say, Yuan Jiansheng has never made a move so far, and he has come all the way here with the body protection Sword Qi. His strength is unfathomable, and he may be qualified to challenge the fifth knife.

"I think the possibility of killing is more likely. Didn't you see that he is still holding half of the magic sword of the ancient sword emperor? The inheritance of the ancient sword emperor is divided into three, and he has a unique one. He has such a big advantage , it is estimated that this inheritance is most likely to be in his pocket.

There was a lot of discussion.

Just as everyone said, the black-haired young man Zhi Sha had a smile on his lips, and he looked like an old god, and he didn't seem to worry about what his predecessors did at all.

Yuan Jiansheng glanced at Zhi Sha, his eyes flicked to a figure in the corner who was still in the midst of enlightenment, and he stepped out.

Everyone's spirits lifted.

"Yuan Jiansheng is about to challenge!"

As a legend of the young generation in Zhongzhou, Yuan Jiansheng has too many inconceivable things about him.

Before Gu Xuan was born, Yuan Jiansheng was the only legend among young people in Zhongzhou.

An insurmountable peak, pressing on the top of all life and death list Tianjiao, everyone needs to look up to him.

So far, the legend belonging to Yuan Jiansheng is still going on.

Yuan Jian came out calmly, took one step, and arrived in front of the black shadow remnant soul.

The remnant soul of the shadow sensed the Sword Qi on Yuan Jiansheng's body, and directly slashed it out.

Yuan Jiansheng stood there as usual, as if he didn't see it.

"Shua——

The knife of the black shadow remnant soul was affected by the Sword Qi all over Yuan Jiansheng's body before it fell completely, and it continued to disintegrate under the wear and tear of the Sword Qi, and finally became invisible.

The black shadow remnant soul quickly made a second strike.

The same is true for the second knife, the bullying was within a foot of Yuan Jiansheng's side, but he couldn't continue, and was offset by the constantly disillusioned Sword Qi.

The faces of the people around the audience were moved.

It is said that Yuan Jian is strong, but few have seen it with their own eyes.

Now they finally know how terrifying Yuan Jiansheng is.

The black shadow remnant soul stabbed twice in a row, and even Yuan Jiansheng's body protection, Sword Qi, couldn't breakthrough, which is simply unimaginable.

Based on this point alone, Yuan Jiansheng is much better than many life and death list arrogances, and he is not inferior to the life and death realm Great Masters such as Moxin Patriarch.

Immediately afterwards, the black shadow remnant soul slashed out for the third time.

The light of the knife is like a black rainbow, tearing apart the void, and slashing down with one blow.

This knife has already reached the limit of Eighth Stage, and Jiaoyuan Jiansheng's Cultivation Base is even stronger.

But the result didn't seem to change too much. The knife light penetrated a foot outside Yuan Jian's body, and finally stopped abruptly ten inches above his head, and shattered.

So far, three swords have been released.

Yuan Jiansheng didn't even move his fingers, nor blink his eyelids once.

"Hiss—"

Everyone gasped.

"Yuan Jiansheng, that's too strong!"

Heiying Remnant Soul seemed to be a little dissatisfied even after the three sabers did not force Yuan Jian to move.

There is almost no gap between the fourth cut and the third cut.

A beam of saber light penetrating through the ages hangs down from the sky, and its power has reached the limit of the Tenth Stage of life and death.

This time, Yuan Jiansheng finally made a move.

I saw that his left hand was behind his back, and he pointed out with his right hand.

In an instant, there seemed to be countless Sword Rays born on Yuan Jiansheng's index finger, disillusioned indefinitely.

"Ding--"

When the index finger touched the light of the knife, there was a crisp sound like silver beads falling on a jade plate.

At the next moment, the light of the sword shattered, and Yuan Jiansheng withdrew his hand, still looking calm and breezy.

"Good guy.."

"The fourth knife pass is also so calm, as expected of Yuan Jiansheng!"

Everyone was amazed, even the black-haired youth Zhi Sha narrowed his eyes slightly.

Finally, the fifth knife of the soul of the shadow sword fell.

When the knife was cut out, an aura that was infinitely close to the king's realm was revealed.

Everyone opened their eyes wide, staring at the knife.

They wanted to see if Wu Jiansheng could block the ten knives.

Facing this knife, Yuan Jiansheng's Mou also shone brightly.

He stretched out his index finger again, and the dharma image of the majestic sword mountain appeared behind him, and all the Sword Qi all over his body converged towards the index finger.

Yuan Jiansheng's index finger became incomparably brighter, with several kinds of mysterious powers circulating on the fingertips, countless Sword Rays were born and died, as if a small Sword Ray world had been condensed.

...asking for flowers......

Finally, the index finger write knife light touch.

"boom!"

A huge power erupted, shaking many people on the field to retreat.

Everyone tried their best to keep their eyes wide open, wanting to see the result of this time clearly.

The light faded, and they saw that Yuan Jiansheng was standing in place perfectly.

His face looked a little pale, his right hand drooped, and drops of blood dripped from the tip of his index finger.

but....

He blocked it!

Yuan Jiansheng blocked the knife!

In an instant, the audience was shocked.

Yuan Jiansheng actually blocked the fifth knife?!"

"It's too powerful, I'm afraid I won't be the first person of Zhongzhou's youth generation!"

"The gap between the fourth sword and the fifth sword is too big. Yuan Jiansheng is too much better than other talents on the life and death list..."

Everyone sighed, looking at Yuan Jiansheng's eyes full of awe and amazement.

Only the black-haired young man Zhi Sha had a gloomy face, his eyes flickering and he didn't know what he was thinking.

After the fifth cut, the black shadow remnant soul fell into silence. It seemed that the test of this level was only five cuts in total.

Thinking about it, the fifth sword is infinitely close to the king state, and the sixth sword is stronger than the fifth sword. Isn't it necessary to directly reach the king state level?

That would be too insulting!

Yuan Jiansheng's test was over, and a huge ball of light that had never been seen before flew down from the ancient tree and landed in Yuan Jiansheng's hands.

The light cluster dissipated, revealing an ancient and exquisite sword, exuding a strong edge and mysterious aura.

Unfortunately... the sword is broken.

"Ling Xiaozong's Legacy Sword?!"

Yuan Jiansheng saw Duanjian's eyes light up, then looked at the black shadow remnant soul in front of him, and said with a light smile: "I knew you would not pass it on to me, and it doesn't count for me if you don't know this thing. Worse.

It's a pity that the Lingxiao Sect was destroyed by your knife..."

Yuan Jiansheng shook his head and sighed softly: "It's a pity that Ling Xiaozong didn't have me, Yuan Jiansheng!"

Everyone was taken aback when they heard this, and then showed great shock.

It's a pity that Ling Xiao Wuwu Yuanjian was born back then!

The meaning of Yuan Jiansheng's words is that he regrets not being born in the same era as the ancient sword emperor.

He is...

Want to compete with the ancient sword emperor!

Such courage, such talent, how can people not be shocked, marvel... corpse.