Fish swimming around the world

Everyone was astonished. Forget about breaking through just now, now they come to borrow the sword?

But in this way, it was finally confirmed that Gu Siyuan was indeed Jiang Fan's man and not just taking sides.

It's just that everyone can't help but speculate. After all, although most people don't know the identity of his divine machine strategist family, it is known that this person is Bai Xiaosheng. He has lived in the Star Reaching Tower of Paradise City for more than 20 years. Let's not say whether He is related to the Shadow Guards. When did he return to Jiang Fan's command? If it's very early, doesn't it mean that Jiang Xiaoyao has eyes on Ji Le?

Jiang Fan laughed: "Okay, I am happy to have another general under my command. But I don't know, does Mr. Xiang dare to let Gu Siyuan take my sword?"

Xiang Bi laughed wildly: "What a joke! What's the use of a mere weapon, even a magic weapon? Just take it! I will kill him until he is convinced!"

Seeing this, Jiang Fan smiled slightly, took out the green snake from his waist, and threw it to Gu Siyuan in the air.

"This sword is called Green Snake. It is three feet and five inches long. It is a magic weapon that can cut iron like clay. Lord Marquis, be careful."

Xiang Bi raised his sword disdainfully and said, "This sword is called Bai Hong. It is five feet and three inches long. It was made by Ou Tuozi, the master swordsmith of Chu, who spent three years refining it. It is no worse than your Green Snake."

Jiang Fan smiled and said: "That's good. I'm afraid that if the Marquis loses, he will say that Siyuan relied on the magic weapon."

"I am such a person, there is no need to talk nonsense!" Xiang Bi seemed to be impatient: "The breakthrough has been made, and the sword has been borrowed. Gu Siyuan, let me see what else you have to say!"

Gu Siyuan stared at the silver snake, and with a slight shake, the silver snake became straight and pointed at Xiang Bi: "Master Marquis, please."

The corners of Xiang Bi's lips curled up into a sinister smile: "A great sage and a magic weapon, I can only use all my strength to attack, no matter life or death!"

"No matter life or death!" Gu Siyuan said solemnly.

Ye Banxian shook his head gently: "Xiang Bi is so generous on purpose. He wants to kill Gu Siyuan."

The book maniac waved his hand: "Kill him."

Xiang Bi placed one hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist, and as he tightened his fingers, the endless vitality seemed to be squeezed into his palm. The moment he tightened his grip on the hilt of the sword, the wind and clouds stopped, and the chilling air filled all directions.

The sky-cutting sword technique, the starting position!

A single starting gesture already gives people an invincible feeling. This is the sword-drawing technique of slashing the sky and devoting all one's strength to the sword-drawing technique of Jin Emperor. Life or death can be decided in an instant.

Gu Siyuan's clothes were fluttering, and the sutra seemed to be very rhythmic. As the silver snake fluctuated like water ripples, invisible wisps of things rose up on the ground, and only he could feel them, blending into the silver snake.

But not everyone was unaware of it. Wenren Zhongda raised his eyebrows and said, "Huh? What a great master of formation, he actually triggered the writing intention of Emperor Wen's Nine Questions."

There was a hint of satisfaction in the book maniac's eyes: "Although the Nine Questions of Heavenly Dao are not formations, they are intentional. Gu Siyuan can be considered a genius if he can induce them."

Wenren Zhongda nodded slightly: "What he said is true, but Xiang Bi's charged attack can indeed kill the great sage. Gu Siyuan has just broken through. Even if he borrows a few strokes of writing, he may not be able to change the situation..."

As he spoke, his eyes suddenly flashed: "... No, it's a bit strange... You've already gathered enough momentum, why haven't you drawn your sword for so long?"

He was the first to notice something strange, but the person involved, Xiang Bi, was shocked and inexplicable.

He has never encountered such a situation since he mastered the sword-drawing technique of slashing the sky. Yes, he had a sword in its sheath and could not pull it out.

It's not that it can't be pulled out in a physical sense, but it's a very scary and indescribable feeling.

As if he was facing a god who could not be offended, as soon as the aura of Zhantian Sword Drawing Technique broke out, something unexpected happened. There seems to be some kind of momentum somewhere, suppressing the sword's intention.

He could feel that the sword could be unsheathed, but it must be useless, because the art of slashing the sky and drawing the sword focused on one momentum, opening up the world and cutting off all momentum. It was the idea of ​​invincibility and the determination to move forward. Once this belief is lost, the technique of slashing the sky and drawing the sword will be almost useless. If he forcibly draws his sword and manages to strike with force, the end result will not only be that he cannot defeat the enemy, but may even damage his sword core. This kind of mental state of martial arts will be seriously damaged, and his sword technique may be interrupted.

What is it? What's going on?

Xiang Bi's eyes were filled with surprise and uncertainty. The indomitable spirit he had cultivated for a long time could not be unleashed. What was affecting him?

Jiang Fan also discovered that something was wrong with Xiang Bi.

He laughed in his heart. Of course it was not the green snake that suppressed him, but the Taihua Holy Sword and the Golden Emperor's Son Sword in the handle.

He also felt more and more that the sword intention was indeed mysterious and mysterious. The empress once said that the sword contained the sword intention of the Golden Emperor, but it had been nearly a thousand years. It was simply unbelievable that it could really suppress those who practiced the Golden Emperor's sword.

However, Gu Qingshan knew better than him. Facing the questioning eyes of the book fanatic, his eyes conveyed strangely: "It's the Golden Emperor's Son Sword. The Golden Emperor has adopted the Son's Sword for hundreds of years. He has held it through thousands of battles, and it contains hidden meanings." The reason why the Supreme Sword Will of the Jin Emperor and the invincible swordsmanship of Zhantianba relies on the fearless sword intention. However, when the sword intention of the Jin Emperor meets his own ultimate sword intention, it is as if he is on a pilgrimage to worship his ancestors. , and a spanking."

The book fanatic then shook his head and sneered. These two boys really could do anything. But at the same time, they were also surprised. How did the two bastards get out Taihua's supreme treasure?

Seeing Xiang Bi sweating on his forehead and veins popping out in the hand holding his sword, but still not making any moves, everyone began to feel that something was wrong.

Gu Siyuan looked at his opponent calmly: "I've heard for a long time that Lord Xiang's sword-slaying technique is unparalleled, why have you been reluctant to take action?"

Xiang Bi's teeth were almost broken, and the shock in his heart was indescribable. However, he was unable to make a move, and he must not risk destroying the heart of his sword. But in this case, how can we fight? Will you be attacked while standing?

In the stands, the scribe next to him frowned and his eyes flickered: "...that's not right...something's wrong with the Marquis!"

At this time, a tall man stood up from behind him, stared at the battlefield, and said slowly: "If we can't fight, let him admit defeat."

This man has a sinister face and a long face, and he turns out to be Gong Xiangsi of Si River in Chu State.

The scribe was shocked: "My lord, how can this be done? How can I explain it to the king when I go back..."

Xiang Si shook his head: "I can't see the problem, but his power seems to be suppressed. He...has inner demons. Xiang Bi is one of the most outstanding generals of the young generation. He cannot break his Taoist heart here for no reason. Let him come back."

The scribe hesitated and said: "It's just that this book mountain is too important. The king told me that it must be done no matter what..."

Xiang Si snorted slightly: "If we fight forcefully, we will only lose. Do we risk losing Shushan and losing another general? Of course I will explain it to the king and do as he is told!"

The scribe was stunned and quickly handed over his hands: "Follow the order."

Then he turned around and gritted his teeth and said loudly to the stands: "My Marquis has suffered from an old illness. Today's competition...is canceled."

Xiang Bi was filled with anger and wanted to turn around and curse, but his opponent's energy was still locked on him, and he also felt that he really couldn't fight. Instead of speaking out himself, it would be better for his subordinates to find an excuse to step down. Only this It's okay to make a bad excuse, but it's a loss of face.