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Shen Yuan made a puff sound, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

I never expected that my grandfather would actually do this.

With trembling hands, he pointed at the great elder.

"You! So cruel!"

His eyes rolled, and his body fell limply to the ground without breathing.

The elder looking at the venue frowned slightly.

He didn't expect this, but it had nothing to do with him.

He just collects money to do things.

As for the rest, he didn't bother to take care of it.

Yu Linglong walked off the stage with long legs, and everyone paid attention to her.

They had seen all the circumstances of this battle just now.

With the introduction of some people, I knew who she was.

A Martial King, and also possesses such elegant swordsmanship.

It can be said that she is the biggest dark horse in this competition.

From this moment on, Yu Linglong became the senior sister of Tianwu Sword Sect again.

Most of the disciples admired her.

Returning to Jiang Chuan, he pulled his sleeve.

"Husband, how did I behave?"

Jiang Chuan smiled and nodded.

"It's very good. I have broken through to the second level of swordsmanship so quickly."

Although this is the effect brought by his secret bait, at this time, of course he must say something nice to increase his favorability.

The fair-skinned Miss Linglong’s pretty face was slightly red.

He seemed very happy.

On the other side, True Martial Wen Shu started to cause trouble.

"I hate it. I also want to learn powerful swordsmanship. Husband, how about you use your big sword to teach me tonight?"

As he spoke, those long legs quietly rubbed against him.

Jiang Chuan's mouth twitched.

This crazy woman really is.

A finger pointed between her eyebrows.

[Ding, it took a thousand years of life to teach the Tianwu Sword Formation successfully. ]

Another pointer was placed between Yu Linglong's eyebrows, and she was also taught the sword formation.

After two thousand years of life, I feel nothing at all.

The two people digested the information in their minds and couldn't help but widen their eyes.

"You! How can you do this!"

The Tianwu Sword Formation is the lost swordsmanship of their sect.

And it can’t be used by one person.

It requires at least two people to use it.

"So many questions. Are you a curious baby?"

I got the achievement of master-disciple play before. When these two women join forces to perform this skill, the power can be doubled.

When their cultivation level improves in the future, there will be no problem in leapfrog combat.

True Martial Wen Shu's mood is very complicated.

But no matter what, the impact this sword formation brought to her was indeed extraordinary.

"Bad guy, let me owe you such a heavy debt again."

"Tell me, do you want to unlock new postures, or do you want new people?"

There was a slight cough from behind.

The Sixth Elder appeared like a ghost.

"Sect Master. Please look at the Great Elder's face."

Turning around, he saw the old guy looking over here with a dark face.

"What happened to him? His son is dead?"

The Sixth Elder nodded slightly.

"Shen Yuan is his grandson in name, but actually his son."

"That's it. If you die, you'll get another one. It's not a big deal."

"Master, he is also a Martial Saint. The probability of giving birth to a child is very small."

True Martial Wen Shu spread her hands.

"It's none of my business."

There was nothing shy about her voice.

All fell into the ears of the great elder.

The teacup in Shen Gaotian's hand already had several cracks, and water droplets slowly dripped from the cup.

The sky gradually darkened, and the competition continued.

These are the final rounds.

Those who can stand here are all top disciples from various forces.

One of them is from Ba Dao Sect.

The battle started, and the system window popped up in front of Jiangchuan again.

[Ding, do you want to randomly copy skills? ]

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"yes."

[Ding, the copy was successful. Obtained the level 8 skill Heavy Sword Shattering Yue. ]

Skills are directly maxed out.

Such high-end skills cannot be wasted.

[Ding, do you want to combine the heavy sword Suiyue and the Tianwu sword formation? ]

A new prompt popped up.

What will happen this time?

"Fusion."

[Obtained the earth-level skills and defeated the mountains at a critical moment. ]

Jiang Chuan almost jumped out of excitement.

Unexpectedly, Yellow Level's Tianwu Sword Formation was upgraded to the ground level.

Moreover, Qianjun Poyue is very cruel, which is not nice to say.

If he wanted to, he could level the entire mountain in an instant.

However, this high-level technique is no longer considered a martial skill.

This is a spiritual skill, which also contains incantations.

There is no suspense about the final result of the competition.

The absolute fighting power of the Martial King crushed everyone on the spot.

The flower-piercing butterfly sword reaches the Second Layer faster.

Most people have no objection to this result.

After all, this was all agreed upon in advance.

Now that my skills are inferior to others, I can only leave in despair.

In the square, Jiang Chuan came to Tianwai Qishi.

Around him, dozens of masked men in black holding long knives surrounded him.

When everyone who was about to leave saw this scene, their eyes lit up.

If something unexpected happens to this thing, then their chance will come.

He looked towards the center of the field with a playful look.

They wanted to see what would happen next.

True Martial Wen Shu looked at the great elder with indifferent eyes.

That way, she is completely different from the crazy girl during the day.

"Shen Gaotian, don't you want to pretend?"

The elder who was drinking tea calmly smiled slightly.

The aura of Martial Saint is released from his body.

"Why, Lord Sect Leader, do you have any objections?"

True Martial Wen Shu suddenly showed a ladylike smile.

"That's not true. I just don't know if any of the elite members of your Ba Dao Sect will be able to come back alive."

"Haha. Twelve Martial Emperors. How many rounds do you think that kid can survive under their hands?"

"To put it bluntly, even Martial Saint has to shed a layer of skin when facing them."

"Of course, if you, Lord Sect Master, are willing to take action, that is another matter."

"Haha, if you are in the mood to worry about this, you might as well worry about whether you can leave alive."

The great elder didn't care at all.

Look towards the center of the field.

"Don't keep our guest waiting, let's do it. Remember to let him die with dignity."

Twelve black-clad Martial Emperors teamed up to deliver a fatal blow.

Twelve huge Saber Qi condensed from mysterious energy crashed down from the sky.

Jiang Chuan didn't even move, and a shadow appeared next to him.

Three flowers gather at the top to cover the whole body.

With a rumble, some cracks appeared in the defensive skills.

But the restoration was quickly completed.

Large amounts of dust and gravel flew up on the ground and fell quickly.

Many small stones rolled down not far away and landed at the feet of the onlookers.

The place was deathly quiet.

A combined attack from twelve Martial Emperors would force even the Martial Saint to retreat.

But he met their attacks head-on.

Everyone's eyes showed a look of astonishment.

I never expected that things would turn out like this.

Especially the great elder.

He was very calm just now, but now the tea cup in his hand was shaking.

The look of shock on his face could not be hidden no matter what.

"How can it be!"

A blow that could seriously injure Martial Saint turned out to be an anticlimax.

If he hadn't seen the shattered ground on the ground, he would have almost suspected that he was hallucinating.