Sun Jian, strictly speaking, should be regarded as Lu Yi's son and nephew, he once held a secular mortal iron sword in the selection competition of Yaoshan and exerted the third-order late combat power at the level of the early stage of the third order, and was resurrected to enter the top fifty, which caused a lot of sensation in Yaoshan, and today, he stood on the final field of the lion camel, which still caused a lot of shock.

The current Sun Jian's cultivation has reached the middle stage of the third order, compared to the nearly thirty genius-like figures in the late third order, it is only the most ordinary level among the entire finalists, and he still does not use any magic weapons in his hands, and he is still an ordinary iron sword that is common in the world. The tip of the sword pointed obliquely to the ground, and Sun Jian stood still like a rock, his eyes closed, and a murderous aura lingered around his body. Sun Jian's opponent, a stout young man who was also a mid-third-order cultivator, was holding a pair of hammer-like third-order mid-grade magic weapons, and the muscles all over his body looked like a power-type player like Li Da Niu, but at this moment, he was staring at Sun Jian on the opposite side of the arena like a great enemy, and two lines of cold sweat dripped down his cheeks, reflecting the brilliance of the sun.

The two have been facing each other for almost a stick of incense, Sun Jian still maintains the posture of holding the sword and does not move, and the stout young man has tried to advance and retreat several times, but he has never made a move, in his eyes, he tried to attack several times, but he felt that he seemed to be stared at by Sun Jian's iron sword, no matter how he shot, he would be attacked by the other party, and he seemed to be unable to avoid it, and the other party's sword still contained a heavy killing intent, that feeling like a man's back, which made people feel frightened from the heart。

Outside the arena, several middle-aged monks stood together and discussed in a low voice, and one of the goateeed guys said: "See? This is the dark horse I recommend to all of you, I have paid attention to him since the preliminary round, this son is named Sun Jian, from Yaoshan." Since the preliminary round, none of his opponents has been able to survive a round under his sword, and on two occasions he has cut off the opponent's second-order magic weapon with the iron sword in his hand. I took a special look at his handicap today, and the current odds for him to enter the top 100 are 1 to 10, so I specially brought a few of them, do you have a fortune? ”

"Well, well, this son is not simple, if I am not mistaken, he should be cultivating the way of sword intent, in the early years I met a sword cultivator senior in the night mountain forest, once a sword power slashed the triangular rhino known for its strong defensive power, that senior once split the triangular rhino in half with a sword, and even the extremely hard rhino horn was broken in half, and his momentum at that time was exactly the same as this little brother's current appearance, but it was even stronger than this little brother. Liu Lao Wu, your vision is good, brothers, this time we may really have to follow Liu Lao Wu to get wet, let's go and bet quickly, otherwise this game is over, the handicap will definitely change. Another tall, thin man said.

"Let's go, let's go, let's go and place bets. The rest of the group chimed in, turned and disappeared into the crowd.

Finally, the stout young man opposite Sun Jian couldn't hold his breath, picked up the heavy hammer in his hand, held back his strength, pulled a hammer flower in the air, and fiercely sacrificed the double hammer, the double hammer flew into the air, the young man hugged his hands, stretched forward the middle finger of his right index finger, and pointed at Sun Jian, and the double hammer smashed towards Sun Jian like a meteor, bringing gusts of wind in the air.

The twin hammers were one after the other, less than a zhang away from the top of Sun Jian's head, Sun Jian's eyes opened suddenly, and at the same time, the iron sword that was obliquely pointing to the ground was raised, and a cross was drawn in the air, and two electric lights visible to the naked eye emitted from the sword, facing the double hammer that was rapidly smashing in the air, "Choke!" After two sharp and piercing sounds, two heavy hammers in the air suddenly flew upside down, hitting the protective light shield of the arena far away, and the light shield of the hit rippled, and the stout young man also stepped back a few steps, sat on the ground, stared at Sun Jian in horror, and a trace of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.

In this battle, Sun Jian defeated the enemy with one sword.

After a few breaths, there was a sigh around the arena, followed by thunderous applause.

Sun Jian inserted the iron sword into the scabbard behind his back, threw his hand at the stout young man, turned around and walked out of the arena, and walked away.

On the main stand, Feng Xu's eyes flashed with approval, and he covered his chin with one hand and nodded his head uncontrollably: "The children can be taught, the children can be taught! ”

"Yes, yes, it's a pity that none of us are sword cultivators, such a good seedling is placed in front of me like this but can't be included in the door, I'm really a little unwilling!" another referee also said.

"Yu Mingzi, you Yaoshan have been talented over the years, and I don't know what luck this guy Yulinzi has gone, I'm so jealous!" Zilu Zhenren also smiled. As soon as this remark came out, it immediately caused a burst of laughter.