Rebirth of the supernatural sword emperor

Changsun Xin turned his head back to the field without caring about Sicheng's sarcasm. Anyway, he didn't practice swordsmanship, so he just wanted to look good.

But Jiang Nan in the field was self-conscious. When he saw the bronze sword flying out of thin air, he felt happy. With a flick of his wrist, the Tang sword stabbed towards the middle-aged man's throat with blood-red sword energy like a poisonous snake.

However, the bronze sword quickly dragged up an afterimage and directly knocked away his Tang Dao.

Here, Jiang Nan missed a hit, and just when he was about to draw his sword and strike again, the bronze sword stabbed towards Jiang Nan's face at a tricky angle, so fast that it almost dragged up an afterimage.

Jiang Nan stopped suddenly in the air, kicked the bronze sword hard with his right foot, and used the force to turn over in the air, trying to distance himself. Suddenly he felt a cold light behind him,

The bronze sword that was kicked away only made a circle before stabbing Jiang Nan in the back again.

Jiang Nan rolled in mid-air, narrowly dodging the bronze sword. The sword was less than a punch away from Jiang Nan's nose, and Jiang Nan could clearly see the deep blood groove on the sword.

The cold, death breath came from the sword. I don't know how much blood this sword has been stained with!

"Good skills, come again!" The middle-aged man's eyes lit up, he put his hands on his chest, performed a few hand gestures, and pointed at the bronze sword. The bronze sword stabbed towards Jiangnan again.

It's over! Jiang Nan complained fiercely in his heart, but the Tang Dao in his hand was not slow at all, blocking the bronze sword that was coming at speed.

"Dang, Dang, Dang!" Attacked like a sudden rain, Jiang Nan danced the Tang Dao so tightly that the impact sound almost became one sound.

Stab, collapse, hang, chop, chop, hook...all kinds of moves are displayed on the Tang Dao in Jiang Nan's hand, like a dance that is as pleasing to the eye as a dance.

The attack speed of the bronze sword is very fast, and the angle is very tricky. Sometimes it is difficult to dodge, but it will often come back with a counterattack.

In the field, all I could see was a middle-aged man on one side quickly changing his moves, Jiang Nan dancing with the Tang Dao, a green light wrapping around Jiang Nan, and the sound of metal collisions ringing like a death knell.

"Why do you feel that Brother Nan is at a disadvantage?" Changsun Xin took out the dagger and said with some worry.

"Put it away. If you don't have special powers, you will be killed instantly in the past. Just watch. After all, the victory or defeat can only happen in an instant if the masters compete with each other!" Sicheng Wending glanced at the eager Changsun Xin and said, but he was nervous.

His tone instantly betrayed him.

"Take my move! Nine stars in a row!" The middle-aged man raised his hand and fought with the Jiangnan bronze sword before suddenly retracting it to the middle-aged man's head, with the tip of the sword pointing towards Jiangnan.

Jiang Nan looked at the middle-aged man with some breathlessness, holding the handle of the knife with his left hand, holding the knife in both hands, and slowly raised his energy to the highest level.

"Do you know? You made a mistake with a knife! Very talented, what a pity!" The middle-aged man glanced at Jiang Nan with regret and said something that made Jiang Nan want to vomit blood.

"Open!" The middle-aged man shook his hand and drew an arc in the air. The bronze swords made a light sound and suddenly turned into nine.

"Go!" The middle-aged man pointed towards Jiangnan, and the nine bronze swords stabbed towards Jiangnan with a buzzing sound.

"Nine swords?" Jiang Nan was a little desperate. He couldn't use his divine sword at all. Neither Fei Lian nor the giant dragon paid attention to him, and the other self also disappeared. There was no response at all in the mental space.

I had fought so hard, and even one sword just now made me a little weak, let alone nine swords!

The nine swords blocked all sides of Jiangnan, like a cage, leaving Jiangnan completely unable to escape. The tip of the bronze sword shining with cold light could almost be seen in Jiangnan's eye hole.

Jiang Nan reluctantly raised the Tang Dao in his hand, compressed the sword energy as much as possible, and threw it towards the nine swords. The Tang Dao rushed towards the nine flying swords with a sharp sound of breaking through the air.

But before he could get close to the flying sword, the sword energy on the Tang sword turned into nothingness and was knocked away. Jiangnan's eyes narrowed sharply, and the nine flying swords suddenly pierced towards him!

Phew! Suddenly, a ray of black light flew out from the main palace, directly knocking all nine flying swords away. The flying sword whined, turned into a bronze sword again, and inserted it diagonally into the white marble slab in front of Jiang Nan.

That black light turned into a black and gold-embroidered dragon flag floating in the air. In an instant, the situation in the field suddenly changed. Jiang Nan squatted on the white marble slab blankly, sweating and looking at the flag inserted diagonally in front of him.

Bronze sword.

"Brother Nan" "Jiangnan" Sicheng Wending and Changsun Xin immediately rushed out to help Jiangnan. When the nine flying swords rushed towards Jiangnan just now, they were almost in despair. The two of them had no capital to participate at all, so they could only watch helplessly.

Jiangnan was stabbed to death by nine swords.

Who knew that life would be full of joys and sorrows, but in the blink of an eye, Jiang Nan would turn the corner, which made the two of them immediately run over and stay by Jiang Nan's side.

"General! Bring someone to see Gu!" A domineering and majestic voice came from the flag.

"Here!" The middle-aged man made a move and the bronze sword flew back into the scabbard. He half-knelt on the ground respectfully and bowed his head in salute to the flag floating in the air.

The black flag turned into a stream of light again and disappeared before everyone's eyes.

"Follow me into the palace. Don't blame me for not reminding you. If there is any disrespect, I will definitely kill you!" The middle-aged man snorted coldly and walked towards the main hall.

"What are you holding in your mouth! I don't know how many years of old monster bullying young people still have a sense of accomplishment!" Sicheng Wending helped Jiang Nan up and raised his middle finger disdainfully at the middle-aged man's back.

Changsun Xin picked up Jiangnan's Tang Dao and handed it to Jiangnan. Jiangnan silently took the Tang Dao with a dull expression and walked towards the main hall mechanically, his steps seeming a little staggering.

Sicheng Wending and Changsun Xin looked at each other uneasily and followed closely.

There are dozens of steps in front of the main hall, all made of gold. Each step is carved with various landscapes, birds and fish. Each step is said to be a masterpiece, but here it is stepped on by a few people mercilessly.

go.

Jiang Nan lowered his head and followed the middle-aged man, walking into the hall step by step. The battle just now almost destroyed Jiang Nan's growing self-confidence. He was completely defeated without even taking a single move. It was ridiculous that he once thought

I already have the capital to compete with the top experts.

Walking into the main hall, dozens of bronze carved dragon pillars supported the main hall. In the center was a four- to five-meter-high nine-dragon bronze tripod, blocking the view ahead.

"My lord, Meng Yi, pay homage to the king!" The middle-aged man put down the bronze sword in his hand and knelt down on one knee in front of the Nine Dragon Cauldron. He raised his hands in front of his chest and saluted with his thumb upwards.