The so-called battle for the chief after the defense is to choose the first person among the three disciples to be the chief disciple of the contemporary generation, and at the same time the main force in the Southern Regions on the sword.

Li Tiangang's voice fell, and the Xi Jian platform, where tens of thousands of people had gathered, fell silent, and they were full of expectations for the grand event of the Qingyan Sword Mansion. Among them, of course, there are many leaders of all generations in the inner government, eager to try.

The twenty-seven defenders of the nine generations are lined up, each of them is a Tianjiao who has a brilliant record, and he is full of confidence in the upcoming challenge.

Each generation of the three major disciples had a ring set aside in front of them, and an Inner Mansion Elder sat to preside over it.

The quiet Xijian Arena soon became hot again, and some disciples couldn't help it and stood up in the ring.

The ninth-generation disciple's side was also very lively, and several eyes had already focused on Gu Zheng behind the ring.

Rumble!

A figure walked out of the crowd and jumped into the ring, a sturdy young man. He showed the Red Flame Xuanjian and the Meteorological Realm Double Cultivation, and looked directly at Gu Zheng.

"This person is Zhao Rulong, the fifth in the list of disciples of the Nine Generations of Inner Mansion, and the master of the Firefall Sword Technique. Liu Bi was behind Gu Zheng and reminded in a low voice in a timely manner.

"Gu Zheng, do you dare to accept the challenge?" Zhao Rulong's momentum was like a rainbow, and there seemed to be a volcano in his body, and the sound was like a bell spreading throughout half of the Xi Jian platform.

Gu Zheng looked up a little helplessly, he was not very interested in this kind of challenge, but the defender did not seem to have the option to abstain.

Gu Zheng slowly walked into the ring, and behind him, Xu Donglai's eagle-like eyes narrowed, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Show your sword! Let me see how the swordsmanship passed down by the Pavilion Master himself. When he really faced Gu Zheng, whose qi was mellow and convergent, Zhao Rulong realized that his hands were already in a cold sweat, and his momentum was much weaker.

"You're not my opponent, why bother?" Gu Zheng said meaningfully, he really didn't want to perform here for others to see.

Zhao Rulong's momentum stagnated, but surprisingly he didn't get angry, because he also understood that the other party was telling the truth.

Gu Zheng fought with Mo Liguang, and he was also present at the time, whether it was the triple cultivation of the Meteorological Realm, or the Crystal Blue Xuanjian Sword Technique of the Transformation Realm, and the rare second sword, it was not comparable to him.

But in order to repay Xu Donglai's favor, Zhao Rulong had to come out, even if he was defeated, there was no loss.

"I know there are still people here who want to challenge me, so why don't you come up together and we'll fight. Seeing that Zhao Rulong was silent, Gu Zheng simply spoke directly, glanced around, and said coldly.

Gu Zheng's divine soul is powerful and condensed, no wind or grass, even the heartbeat of his eyes can escape his perception, and the places where he looks are those people with ill intentions.

It's just that as soon as Gu Zheng's words came out, the audience was shaken, and even more righteous indignant people shouted loudly, saying that there was no one in his eyes.

"Senior Brother Gu is really domineering, challenging the audience alone, when will I have such majesty!" Liu Luochun sneered at the ridicule around him, only he understood Gu Zheng's temperament and his intentions.

"Senior Brother Gu's move is by no means impulsive, although it is risky, it can avoid the consumption of wheel warfare, and once it is successful, there is no need to worry. Liu Bi was also suppressed by Gu Zheng, and only after groaning did his eyes light up slightly.

"Come on too, since you are so confident, don't blame us for winning more than less. Another disciple came to the stage and said sarcastically.

Immediately, five more ninth-generation disciples of the Inner Mansion took the stage, faintly surrounding Gu Zheng and locking him firmly.

Gu Zheng didn't move like a mountain, glanced around, and said coldly: "I only use one sword, if there is still someone who can stand in the ring, count me as losing." ”

"Rampant!"

Some of the seven people shouted angrily, and they wanted to take the lead in swords, but unfortunately, Gu Zheng didn't give him a chance to attack with his sword at all.

But seeing the crystal blue sword in Gu Zheng's right hand emerge, with a wave and a dance, the raindrops falling in the ring were all still in the air.

That's not all, the sword qi around Gu Zheng's body was scattered like a cloud, attached to the raindrops above his head and around his body, and those raindrops suspended in the air suddenly landed, and the sword qi was abundant, connecting into rain lines.

Gu Zheng's sword went straight into the Yunyu Sword Technique Realm, and the raindrops within ten zhang above the ring all turned into his sword qi, pouring down like a storm.

At this moment, the entire ring was shrouded in an endless stream of sword rain, and the raindrops could pierce the stone and crack the gold, and as soon as they landed, there was a bottomless hole.

Only Gu Zheng did not have raindrops under his feet, and as for the seven inner palace disciples, they were all hurriedly using their swords to block and defend.

But seeing that in the ring, the rain line was continuous, and the red light was shining, and the people in the audience couldn't see the situation clearly.

"Taking advantage of the momentum of the celestial phenomena to make a sword, the sword qi is more abundant and powerful, and it seems that he is about to touch the threshold of the sword. Li Tiangang, who was watching coldly from the rear, changed his expression slightly, and said in surprise.

Cracking sound......

It was a continuous drizzle, but it was like a storm in the ring, and the sword qi was all over the place, but there was no outflow from the ring. This kind of vision attracted more and more disciples to watch the battle, and even the disciples of the seventh or eighth generation also poured over, showing surprise one after another.

Yes!

Screams came from the impermeable rainstorm, and a figure fled in disarray, not a single part of his body was intact, and blood flowed profusely.

The sword master of the Dan Medical Pavilion who was guarding the side of the ring hurriedly took action and gave treatment.

Immediately after, one figure after another escaped from the rainstorm sword qi, all of them not lightly injured.

"It's seven! This rain is really terrible. In the blink of an eye, the seven disciples who came to the stage to challenge were all injured and escaped from the ring, and the surrounding disciples were shocked beyond words, once again appreciating the terrifying swordsmanship of Gu Zheng.

The torrential rain suddenly stopped, without warning, and turned into a continuous drizzle again, cleaning the battle traces from the ring, revealing the straight figure that had never moved his footsteps.

There was a dead silence under the stage, the figure in the center of the ring and the floor under his feet were unharmed, but the rest of the place was full of dense holes, like honeycombs.

The power of a sword, terrifying!

At this moment, they finally understood why Gu Zheng said that he only had one sword, and if there was another sword, the seven people would not just be injured.

Liu Luochun's faces were flushed with excitement, and as Gu Zheng's swordsman, he also felt that he was angry, and he couldn't wait to rush up and hold Gu Zheng high.

Xu Donglai and Liu Mei behind him were pale, and they couldn't take this sword either. At this moment, they understood the true power of the sword technique into the transformation realm, and only then did they know the terrifying thing about the young people in the ring.

"If no one comes to power, can we start a battle for the chief? You two, who wants to fight on stage?" Gu Zheng looked around, his eyes finally locked on Xu Donglai, and said calmly.

Xu Donglai was stunned, his mind was turbulent, and he clenched his fist fiercely, but in the end, he could only secretly let go, hanging his head and not daring to speak.