Fantasy: Please Don’t Take My Chance Again

Well...

Countless people watched in a daze on the spot, and it was difficult to recover for a long time.

Lei Ling tightly covered his mouth with his hands, his beautiful eyes widened, and he was so shocked that he couldn't say a word.

Lei Lie stood there in a daze, looking at the magnificent and domineering figure in the center of the competition platform.

Although his face was numb, his drooping hands were trembling uncontrollably.

too strong!

Gu Xuan.

It was a strength that made him despair.

There is no hope of having a chance to surpass at all, so I can only crawl under the opponent's feet, trembling like an ant.

What's more, Gu Xuan is only in the Ninth Stage of the Life and Death Realm, and has not yet entered the King Realm.

If you have not entered the king state, you have the combat power of the king state.

What kind of evildoer, what kind of blood...

Can this be done?!

It's no wonder that Gurza will be easily crushed by him...

The Ninth Stage is the No. 1 person of the younger generation of Tianzhubu, and it is well-deserved!

Such people...

The Ninth Stage has never been released for tens of thousands of years!

"Congratulations to the host for successfully cutting off the hu and getting a reward: Myriad Worlds Divine Court Map (residual)*1"

The sound of the system notification sounded next to his ear, and Gu Xuan's heart moved.

Myriad Worlds Divine Court Map?!

It was something he had never heard of.

In this battle, he swept all the saints and completed a shocking reversal. He won a huge amount of points and Spirit Stones, so the chance of cutting off is also extremely huge.

It is almost infinitely close to the seven-color chance, which is equivalent to the limit of the golden chance.

In the end, the system actually rewarded him with a picture of the Ten Thousand Realms Court!

Gu Xuan saw an ancient and incomplete picture scroll in his mind.

With the touch of the divine mind, the extremely magnificent and splendid scene in the future slowly unfolded in front of his eyes.

Gu Xuan's body shook slightly, and an incomparably bright light burst out from his eyes.

Although he didn't investigate carefully, Gu Xuan could feel...

This so-called picture of the Ten Thousand Worlds Divine Court is of great help to his Divine Court Sword Dao——Heavenly Knife.

It is very likely that the opportunity for his deduction of the Dao of the Divine Court fell on this residual picture.

At this time, everyone in the audience was frightened by Gu Xuan's power, and their feelings were beyond words.

There was only one person who took a step forward, his eyes burning.

The fighting spirit and Sword Qi on his body shot straight into the sky, as if they wanted to break through the dome of Bi Arena and Yu Yuantian.

Yuan Jiansheng!

"What's wrong with Yuan Jiansheng? Could it be that he still wants to take the opportunity to challenge the overlord?" `!"

"Crazy, the power of the overlord suppresses Nine Heavens, why should he, a little Zhongzhou genius, compete with the overlord? Just because he once defeated the Seiko of the Wind Department?"

"Let's see..."

Many saint-level figures in Zhongzhou also looked at Yuan Jiansheng in surprise.

A great feeling of admiration rose from their hearts.

The strength of the overlord makes people feel suffocated and desperate.

With that kind of power that sweeps away everything, if it were them, they might not even have the courage to stand in front of each other.

But Yuan Jiansheng has the guts to challenge the overlord at this time, this kind of heart is far beyond them.

"I've been waiting for this battle for a long time..."

Yuan Jiansheng looked at Gu Xuan, his eyes were bright, and the Sword Qi all over his body was full of fire.

Gu Xuan stared blankly, looking at Yuan Jiansheng, slightly surprised.

Did Yuan Jiansheng recognize his identity?!

Thinking about it carefully, with Yuan Jiansheng's talent and aptitude, it seems not difficult to see this point.

Yuan Jiansheng raised his right hand lightly, and a long sword appeared in his hand.

This is the first time Gu Xuan saw Yuan Jiansheng take out his own saber.

It's also the first time many people see it.

In the past, Yuan Jiansheng was all referred to.

But this time, it was the real sword in his hand, which showed that he attached great importance to this battle.

"I have a sword, I want you to take a look at it."

Yuan Jiansheng held a long sword and said softly.

Gu Xuan said lightly: "As you wish."

There is a greater fighting intent brewing between the two, staring at the void.

The conversation between the two caused an uproar among the onlookers.

"Yuan Jiansheng knows the Overlord?"

"From the tone of the two of them, it seems that it is..."

The most surprised ones were the Sons of Zhongzhou.

"When did Yuan Jiansheng meet the Overlord? As soon as he entered the Ninth Stage, he went straight to Bi Arena [and we will accompany him personally. Overlord entered Bi Arena a long time later than Wei Jiansheng] arena....

"There is only one possibility..."

A person at the level of a saint child took a deep breath and said slowly: "The two of you didn't meet each other on the Ninth Stage. It's even possible that the overlord is not from the Ninth Stage at all!"

"Isn't he a Ninth Stage man? I have an old acquaintance with Yuan Jian. And he has such terrifying strength and talent"

A flash of spiritual light suddenly flashed in You Shengzi's mind, and he whispered: "Could it be, it's him?!"

"Who?!"

The rest asked hurriedly.

The child-level figure had a complex expression, and said word by word: "I have the number one Talent in the history of Zhongzhou, Dao Dao Demon Star, Gu Xuan!"

When the word "Gu Xuan" spit out from his mouth.

The bodies of all the holy sons were shaken violently, with expressions of great emotion and shock on their faces.

It's unbelievable, but I can't find a more reasonable explanation.

"It's no wonder that the overlord has been wearing a black robe and not showing his true colors. So he doesn't want us to know who he is?"

"Is he... After suppressing the young generation in Central State, he came to suppress the Ninth Stage again?"

"It can only be Gu Xuan, and only Gu Xuan."

Many saints sighed.

At this time, Yuan Jiansheng had already stepped onto the platform.

He held the sword in one hand, and the Sword intent on his body kept rising.

The Sword Qi around him frantically gathered, piercing through the void very quickly.

The huge arena seemed to be a hurricane for no reason.

The hurricane centered on Yuan Jiansheng and swept across the audience.

The wind blows to the face, bringing pain like a splitting sword edge.

".々What is this Sword intent?!"

Countless people were moved and shocked.

The sword that Yuan Jiansheng was brewing in his hands was far more powerful than the sword he had used to defeat the Son of Fengbu at the beginning.

It has exceeded a certain limit of life and death.

is enough...

hurt king!

"I didn't expect that Yuan Jiansheng's true strength is so terrifying?!"

"All the holy sons, I am afraid that no one can take his sword!"

"If my Ninth Stage Heavenly Overlord exists, wouldn't he be suppressed by a person from Central China?"

"Unbelievable..."

Many people from the Ninth Stage Heaven looked terrified, with unbelievable expressions on their faces.

In the arena, all the swordsmen and the swords they wear (the money is good) on their bodies are all buzzing.

It's like a courtier is inspired by the monarch and wants to take off.

At this moment, Yuan Jiansheng is surrounded by Sword Qi, just like a real monarch in the sword.

Yuan Jiansheng was radiant all over his body, and his aura rose to an unprecedented height. He looked at the long sword in his hand, and said word by word: "My sword" should be the first of its kind for future generations of swordsmanship.

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Everyone trembled.

The spirit of Yuan Jiansheng's words is higher than the sun and the moon, and has a detached demeanor that looks down upon the ages.

Holding the sword, Yuan Jiansheng looked up at Gu Xuan, frowned slightly, and asked, "You don't have a sword?"

Gu Xuan looked at him, thunder running under the black robe, continuously pouring into the Thunder Spear of Destruction held in his right hand.

The Spear of Destruction, which was already condensed into substance, became even more condensed at this time, and mysterious and exquisite patterns emerged on it, and the light jumped.

It's like the peerless Divine Armament left over from ancient times.

Facing Yuan Jiansheng's question, Gu Xuan shook his head, raised the Spear of Destruction, and said, "For you, you don't need to use a knife.