Chapter 560: It's up to you to make a choice

The Elder of the Battle Hall attacked Xi Tong, but a sword in the oblique stab slashed at him, and the Elder of the Battle Hall had to stop and deal with the enemies around him first.

Su Yuxuan's lips pursed, his eyes narrowed slightly, his spirit was highly concentrated, and all his strength was also gathered in the sword, condensed on the blade.

"Slash the iron!"

"Slash the iron!"

The two of them shouted this word at the same time, but after shouting, Su Yuxuan's expression remained unchanged, and the Elder of the Battle Hall was involuntarily distracted.

He thought in his heart: Why does the other party also slash iron swordsmanship? Is it a bluff? No, she must have relied on it head-on.

The master made a move, and the slightest difference was life and death, and the elder of the battle hall was distracted, and when he came to his senses, the two swords had already touched together.

There is no sonorous sound of gold and iron colliding, there is just the silkiness and smoothness of the blade cutting through the cloth.

It's a familiar, but it's a little unfamiliar.

Poof......

As if something had been inserted into his body, the Battle Hall Elder only felt trembling all over, and the whole person was like a kite with a broken string, swaying and fluttering.

With a thud, he finally understood what that strange feeling was.

His eyes widened in disbelief as he looked at the broken sword on the ground.

"I ...... Lost ......"

And it's a shame to lose in the swordsmanship that I'm best at.

Puff ......

The Battle Hall Elder knelt on the ground, and then his body was smoothly divided into two sections, the incision was like a mirror, and the sharp sword qi condensed and did not disperse, sealing the wound, and not a drop of blood spurted out.

Ten breaths!

Twenty breaths!

Thirty breaths!

Just as the freeze-frame screen was replayed, the corpse of the Battle Hall Elder was splattered with blood, and many of the Iron Slashing Sword Sect disciples finally remembered to breathe.

The sword qi lasts for thirty breaths, this is simply perverted!

The eyes of everyone looking at Su Yuxuan were full of respect and a little worship.

Just like the sword flower pursued by mortals, the more sword flowers can be pulled out in a single breath, the more skilled the swordsman is.

The sword qi must not only be long, but also durable and strong!

Therefore, the powerful sword qi must be condensed but not dispersed.

Just like the peak of Sword Mountain, there is a sword qi left over from before the sky collapses and the earth cracks, and after endless years, it is still eternal, attracting countless strong people to watch and worship.

Su Yuxuan's sword qi only lasted for thirty breaths, but for the Iron Slashing Sword Sect, he was already a master among the masters.

The Battle Hall Elder was the number one master of the Iron Slashing Sword Sect, but his best result was twenty-seven breaths.

The most important thing is that the Elder of the Battle Hall is no longer able to advance, and Su Yuxuan is still underage, and his future potential is endless.

Whoa......

A few disciples of the Iron Slashing Sword Sect sincerely knelt down, and in the blink of an eye, none of the disciples brought by the elders of the Battle Hall were standing.

It's not that they're ungrateful, it's not that they're cowardly, it's that Jianshan has always been like this.

The essence of the challenge of the mountain gate is the survival of the fittest, the weak and the strong, either stand up to the sword and defend the division, or bend the knee and surrender, follow the strong, or, leave gloomily.

The disparity in strength between the two sides is too great, it is simply crushing, and there is no chance of winning in a battle with a strong man of this level, and defending the division is simply a joke.

No one wants to die, they have to keep a useful body to climb the ultimate of kendo.

The better the bird breaks the wood, and follows in the footsteps of the strong, the greater the chance of success.

Therefore, no one remembers the Iron Slashing Sword Sect, and even, they will be willing to be pawns and win the Iron Slaying Sword Sect for the new leader.

Xi Tong applauded.

"Not bad! One man, one sword, one faction, you are barely qualified to be included in my door wall. ”

Su Yuxuan suddenly knelt down excitedly, "Thank you Master for cultivating!" ”

The disciples of the Iron Slashing Sword Sect who had just returned to obedience immediately shouted in unison: "I have seen the ancestor!" ”

There were more than one hundred and ten apprentices at once, and Xi Tong was still a little uncomfortable, but seeing the fanatical eyes of the apprentices and grandchildren, Xi Tong's heart was dark.

Not bad!

These are all green little leeks, as long as they are instructed in swordsmanship, so that they can continue to improve and break through, the power of faith is not yet rolling.

The most important thing is that this is the power of faith in the kendo world, which is very helpful for deducing the power and rules of the sword class, and the efficiency is far from comparable to the power of faith in my Qing world.

So, with a flick of his fingers, the sword qi shot out, and the captives on the ground were beheaded.

"Attack! Slashing Iron Sword Faction! ”

Since it is a challenge from the mountain gate, there is nothing to be polite about, at this time, the elders of the Battle Hall are at the peak of their morale, and they can take down the Iron Slashing Sword Sect in one go.

"Whoa!"

Shilipo is only a hundred and ten miles away from the Iron Sword Sect, which sounds very long, but for a group of masters with light body lifting, flying and gliding, it is no different from going out for a walk.

A group of people rushed out with a hula, led by Su Yuxuan and Su Yuang's sisters and brothers, followed by more than a hundred disciples and grandsons who had just surrendered.

As for Xi Tong......

This kind of trivial matter also has to be taught by the ancestors?

At the mountain gate of the Iron Sword Sect, the welcoming disciples were overjoyed when they saw a group of fellow disciples coming back.

"Just ants, come and go! The battle hall is really mighty! ”

"Hey, why don't you see the Battle Hall Elder? Didn't they rescue the second senior brother, what about the second senior brother? ”

A few disciples finally discovered something unusual.

However, seeing the appearance of hundreds of Battle Hall disciples, their hands on the hilt of their swords quietly moved away.

"Congratulations to all the senior brothers, congratulations to all the senior brothers!"

Forget it, just don't see it, don't know.

However, the two heads were slammed to the ground, and even the blind knew what was going on.

Su Yuxuan, who was overshadowed by all the disciples, stepped forward.

"The Iron Slashing Sword Sect challenged my Shilipo Sword Sect for no reason, and I have been slashed by the sword. Now, it is time for you to make a choice. ”

What else can we choose? Do we still have a choice? We are just a few low-status welcome disciples.

Seeing the hundreds of Battle Hall disciples, they instantly made a wise choice.

"I've seen the boss!"

Immediately, a group of disciples surrounded Su Yuxuan and Su Yuang and rushed to the mountain.

Along the way, the voices of "I have seen the master" came and went, and never stopped.

In the main hall of the Iron Sword Sect, the head of the sect and several elders suddenly stood up in shock, looking at the outside of the main hall in disbelief.

There was nothing outside, but the sound was getting closer, louder and louder.

Click......

Click......

The footsteps of the steps up the stairs were so clear, and the figure gradually rising at the threshold was so young, even a little immature.

Su Yuxuan stood at the door of the main hall, standing with his sword, and a disciple walked over with the head of the elder of the battle hall and gently placed it on the threshold.

Quiet!

Quiescence!

It's like everybody is dead.

"It's up to you to make a choice."

Hearing this, several elders glanced at each other, and then bowed down wisely.

More than ten years ago, this was not the Iron Sword Sect.

After today, this is no longer the Iron Sword Sect.