Sword proud rebirth

"I had some trouble with this person back then. He died under my sword, but was reincarnated with the fire of Nirvana. I didn't expect to come to trouble me again today..."

"Fire of Nirvana?" Nangong Min was also slightly startled, "This is an incredible thing in the world of demons and demons. I didn't expect that there are such demon masters in this place. Humph, it's really troublesome!"

Zhu Dachang doesn't care about the next five people for the time being. Hu Feiyang and Duckweed Cangsheng are both masters in the realm of Jutian. This eternal sad guest has been completely demonized.

The reincarnation of the Lord is even more powerful.

No matter which one of these three opponents Feng Ziyue encounters, it will be difficult to deal with them.

"You may not be able to gain the upper hand in the next few battles. What I want you to do is not to die no matter what, nor to suffer serious injuries that cannot be recovered in a short time!"

Nangong Min thought for a while and made a request to Feng Ziyue.

"You may not be willing to give up the benefits of the eight swords in one, but as long as I can get that thing in the secret realm of the galaxy, the compensation I will give you will not be bad. Even if it is not as good as the eight swords in one, it will not be a bad step for you.

Entering the Jutian realm will definitely be of great help!"

Feng Ziyue frowned. Of course he understood the meaning of Nangong Min's words, which meant that he would rather admit defeat than carry on to the end to avoid injury.

If someone else said this to a warrior of Feng Ziyue's level, it would be tantamount to a face-to-face insult, but when Nangong Min said this, he had no other meaning.

Now that Duckweed Cangsheng and Hu Feiyang have entered the realm of Jutian, on the surface, their martial arts skills are indeed superior to his, so it is not surprising that Nangong Min would make such a request.

"I will take care of myself, Miss Nangong, don't worry!"

He nodded, but he had no intention of giving up. He was reborn. For decades, no matter what kind of opponent he faced, even though Feng Ziyue would be defeated, he never took the initiative to admit defeat. Now he is facing two major gatherings.

Master Tian, ​​not only was he not afraid, but he was filled with surging fighting spirit.

His swordsmanship and martial arts were originally meant to be in a life-and-death struggle. Only when he encountered a strong enemy could he progress faster. He only worried that there was no stronger opponent, so how could he give up on his own initiative?

Nangong Min snorted coldly and was helpless about his character. However, among this group of people, Feng Ziyue was the one who was worth winning over and had the opportunity to cooperate with. Otherwise, with her temperament, why would she have the patience to say such a thing to this guy?

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"Okay! You have had enough rest. The fourteenth round is about to begin. Please draw lots!"

Nangong Min felt impatient, stretched out his hand and patted it, and five light symbols appeared in front of him again, spinning non-stop.

The fourteenth round of competition is finally about to begin!

Pairs fight each other, one person gets a bye, and the winner can advance to the next round.

Duckweed was still unceremonious, he laughed, stretched out his hand to grab a light talisman, and when he unfolded it, he saw a black "five"!

"Hahaha! I'm new to Jutian, and the Seven Stars Seal is also interested in letting me have a bye. Please, please!"

He twirled his beard and smiled, looking at the other four people with an proud expression.

No. 5 has a bye, so he doesn't have to fight this round.

Hu Feiyang stretched out his hand and grabbed it, but it was No. 4. Zhu Dachang gingerly drew a light talisman, and it was No. 3. His good luck had finally come to an end.

In other words, the other battle is between the long-planned Eternal Heartbreaker and Feng Ziyue!