As a sword cultivator, Jian San will not wait for death, this is about the dignity of sword cultivation, and in this regard, he has the same temperament as Zhao Bing. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

This means that there will be more intense battles for a while.

It's about the lives of two people.

And what is the comparison now?

Time, of course.

Whoever recovers first will be able to seize the opportunity, even if the green sword is destroyed and there is only one rainbow sword left, Jian San still believes that he has a chance to win.

Minutes and seconds passed.

In this teleportation array, no one else has been teleported over for the time being, perhaps this has something to do with the rules of the teleportation array itself, only one person can be teleported at a time, and there is still a certain interval between the teleportation time.

I have to say that Zhao Bing is lucky.

If several people were sent over at the same time, Zhao Bing estimated that he would have no chance of survival.

His cultivation is still shallow, and the people who are qualified to teleport over from the Qinchuan Continent are all the most famous masters in the continent, even if the True Yuan is halved, it is still not something that Zhao Bing, a first-time cultivator, can fight against.

Although the dragon blood sword is powerful, it doesn't seem to be in line with his heart, and every time the sword spirit is powerful, it seems to have nothing to do with his will.

……

Zhao Bing was not injured, but the painful process was very long.

However, he still stood up first.

Looking at Jian San on the other side, the latter's face was a little ugly, and although his eyes were closed, he could still perceive everything around him.

At this time, Xinggong was at a critical juncture, and if he couldn't suppress his injuries, Jian San would not be able to fight again.

But Zhao Bing is already ready to fight, how can this be good?

He was a little anxious, but helpless, he didn't know that when he was anxious, Zhao Bing frowned.

The dragon blood sword was suspended above Zhao Bing's head, there was no breath of the sword spirit, it was just like an ordinary small sword, and this sword was very peculiar, there was no handle, it looked like a willow leaf, it was just red, and there were blood beads condensed on the sword body, and it kept falling.

Drip, drip......

Blood beads were produced for no reason, and then slowly fell to the ground, in an extremely quiet environment, the sound was extremely loud, and Jian San's mood was a little flustered.

But his panic was superfluous, because until he finished his luck and successfully suppressed the injury, Zhao Bing still didn't make a move.

"Why didn't you just do it?"

Kenzo was curious about this question, so he asked.

The rainbow sword was held in his hand at this time, and the scabbard behind him was thrown aside, and the third sword at this time was no longer as free and easy as when he first came, and he was a little embarrassed.

He was dressed in white, unstained with dust, his hair tied together and draped behind his head, he obviously looked chic, but he could still be described as embarrassed.

If the heart is confused, if the heart is frightened, it is embarrassed.

Zhao Bing replied very honestly: "Because I haven't figured out how to kill you yet." ”

He was telling the truth, but when these words fell on Jian San's ears, it was a little ugly.

"Don't be ashamed, even if you have the dragon blood sword in your hand, I still have the strength to fight, your realm is not high, you have a true element, where can you get the confidence to kill me?"

Zhao Bing was stunned for a moment, knowing that he was misunderstood by Jian San, he simply didn't explain, just smiled faintly.

This smile fell in Kensan's eyes, it was still a misunderstanding, and he was a little angry in his heart.

Shi Ke can be killed, but he is also the most famous swordsman in the mainland, he has lived for more than two hundred years, how can he be looked down upon by a yellow-haired boy like Zhao Bing!

If it is based on Jian San's temperament, he will definitely kill people at this time.

But he endured.

There was still a deep fear in his heart.

Looking at the Dragon Blood Sword, Jian San's eyes suddenly lit up.

It seemed that he noticed that the dragon blood sword at this time was a little different from before, and after carefully perceiving the half-sound, he breathed a sigh of relief.

He didn't know why the Dragon Blood Sword had disappeared, but he was very sure that the sword spirit of the Dragon Blood Sword was indeed missing.

This is an ordinary spirit sword.

"It turns out that you are really not sure."

He laughed.

Zhao Bing's eyes suddenly lit up, as if he thought of something extremely interesting, and he also laughed.

"It seems that you found out."

"With your current cultivation, can you kill me with this ordinary spirit sword?" Kensan smiled confidently.

Zhao Bing sighed: "I have to try to know, what's more, killing you is my task, stopping you is my mission, between us, there is destined to be only one person alive, even if it is death, we should fight with all our might." ”

"Reasonable!"

Jian San Zhengse, praised: "Cultivators, you must have courage, sometimes, knowing that you are dying, you have to fight, this is the mentality that a practitioner should have, you are really young, if it is timed, there will be great achievements, if it is in the Qinchuan Continent, I am also willing to make you a friend, but you are right, between us, someone is destined to die, I don't want to die, then you can only die!" ”

"But I don't want to die, what should I do?" Zhao Bing said with a smile.

"I won't take advantage of you, you can strike first!" Jian San looked like a master.

Zhao Bing nodded, his mind moved, and the blood-red sword hung in the air in front of him, and the tip of the sword pointed at Jian San.

He held his right hand weakly, and the dragon blood sword suddenly drew a few talismans in the air.

Zhao Bing's movements are very clumsy, and his drawing is also very slow, but those few runes are extremely weird.

There was a trace of heat in the air, and it was difficult for people to notice, but Zhao Bing sensed a trace of the fluctuation of the fire attribute vitality, and suddenly, he was more confident, and his right hand was drawn in the air, and his movements were a little faster.

Suddenly, the air began to heat up, and countless vitality gathered in front of Zhao Bing, and then began to heat up, steaming, and the white mist melted away.

Bang!

A cluster of flames appeared in the air out of thin air, and then rapidly expanded, forming a fireball the size of a basin, which burned and sizzled at the tip of the sword.

The fireball did not increase again, but it gave people a very heavy feeling like a mountain, as if it contained the most terrifying power in heaven and earth, as heavy as Mount Tai.

The dragon blood sword, which was like a willow leaf, began to tremble, as if it could not bear this weight.

The real reason is not so, the reason why this dragon blood sword trembles is completely related to Zhao Bing's mind, the first time he casts the fire talisman, he is inevitably excited, the technique is too rusty, and it is naturally much more difficult to control, so it will tremble.

Jian San's pupils began to contract, he took a breath of cool air, and said a little incredulously: "Fuyi? You actually know how to sword runes? ”

There are very few rune masters in the Qinchuan Continent, except for the guy who was shocking and mysterious hundreds of years ago, there are no more rune masters, even if they are ordinary runes, they are rare.

Every cultivator is in awe of the talisman master, because the talisman master is known as the messenger of heaven and adheres to the mandate of heaven, otherwise, how can he use the mysterious heavenly way.

The same is true for Jian San, who was naturally shocked when he found that Zhao Bing actually knew how to run.

Zhao Bing ignored it, all his thoughts at this time were on the flame in front of him, this was the first time he had successfully completed a rune, the sixth elder's guess was right, he didn't have the talent to become a rune master, but because the aura at the time of the experiment was too thin, he naturally couldn't succeed.

Now I have found an environment where there is a lot of aura, so I naturally drew it.

This is just a fire talisman of a rune, but it can be drawn at one time, and the power is so extraordinary, he can be regarded as a real genius, if the six elders see it, most of them will feel that they have accepted a genius.

Jian San still didn't make a move, as a sword cultivator, he had his own pride.

If you say it, you can't take it back, and if you let Zhao Bing shoot first, of course he will fulfill his promise.

What's more, he also saw that Zhao Bing's control of the rune was very rusty and not sophisticated at all.

But he was a little puzzled, why there was such a crazy fire element in that ordinary fireball, and the talisman in the air seemed to be slowly increasing.

There was a smell of sulfur in the air, like the next moment, there would be an explosion.

The heat surged, and Zhao Bing was in the center of the rune and didn't notice it, but Jian San was sweating like rain.

It's like being grilled on a firewood fire, which is not a good feeling at all.

As soon as Jian San's mind moved, the true yuan was all over his body, and the sweat was evaporated, and on the periphery of his body, about two centimeters, there was a thin, almost transparent light mask, which was the enchantment made of the true yuan, which saved him from the high temperature.

His clothes are still white, not stained with a trace of dust, as if he is an immortal from the Heavenly Palace, and he has the demeanor of a master.

Like a young child, holding a bamboo tree and a lantern, Zhao Bing's expression was a little excited and excited, he was a little struggling to hold the dragon blood sword, looked at the opposite sword three, and then shouted: "Go!" ”

The fireball floated leisurely towards Jian San, moving very slowly.

Zhao Bing frowned, a little dissatisfied with this, his mind spread, and he shouted in his heart: "Hurry up!" ”

Sweat!

The fireball seemed to be in touch with Zhao Bing, and suddenly sped up and smashed towards Jian San.

Jian San's expression has been solemn, and there is no previous ease, he did not take out the sword, but just stretched out a white finger, pointed at the fireball, and said, "Stop!" ”

The fireball suddenly stopped three feet in front of him, and kept spinning, but it couldn't move an inch.

But Jian San's face turned a little red, he only found out now that he still underestimated the power of this fireball, this weight is really like a big mountain, and what he has to do now is to block this big mountain, otherwise, when the fireball hits, he will inevitably be seriously injured.

The heat wave on the periphery alone is so intense, and this fireball contains the fire element between heaven and earth, which is so fierce that it can incinerate everything.

One finger, against a big mountain, of course, Jian San is very difficult.

But he finally succeeded.

The fireball couldn't get in, he struggled, and Zhao Bing struggled as well.

After silently urging countless times in his heart, the fireball could only spin high, and there was no way to advance even an inch.

Even, as time went on, the fireball actually retreated backwards, only more slowly.

As soon as the battle began, it seemed to be at a stalemate.

Zhao Bing had an idea, and said in a deep voice: "Explosion! ”

As soon as his mind moved, the fireball exploded, differentiating into countless flames, and slashed towards Jian San.

It's like a rain of fire in the sky, and it's like a beautiful firework that suddenly explodes, and the scene is beautiful and spectacular.

The fireball dissolved, and the terrifying power of it was fully displayed, and countless sparks went towards the sword.