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At the top of Wentian Peak, Chu Mo stood on the sword platform, overlooking the below, and below were Xiahou Xing and several people who were constantly jumping up along the iron chain.

A quarter of an hour later, Cao Bing was the first to jump up to Wentian Peak.

"Yes, in the past three years, your swordsmanship has progressed rapidly, and I really didn't misunderstand you."

Chu Mo looked at Cao Bing with a hint of appreciation on his face.

This Cao Bing is worthy of being the most outstanding disciple of the Diancang Sect, with extraordinary qualifications, and now he has broken through the realm of the grandmaster, and in terms of swordsmanship, he has also comprehended his own sword intent.

"But I still can't see you clearly, what is your purpose in holding the Huashan Sword Debate?"

Cao Bing finally spoke, he knew very well how terrifying Chu Mo was.

At this time, Xiahou Xing also jumped onto Wentian Peak.

Looking at Chu Mo, Xiahou Xing's sharpness was revealed, and a fierce sword intent emanated.

"You are the sword demon who initiated the Huashan Sword Debate?"

"If there is no second sword demon in this world, I should be the sword demon in your mouth."

"Xiahou Xing, yes, there must be a place for you on the Ten Peerless Sword List."

Xiahou Xing's sword intent is fierce, remove other aspects, single-round kendo, he is proud, and he is also qualified to be proud.

Xiahou Xing's strength is also quite good, and he has also penetrated the realm of the grandmaster.

"Ten Peerless Sword List?" Xiahou Xing frowned.

"The Top Ten Sword List will record the top ten swordsmen in the world."

Chu Mo held the Huashan Sword Debate, so he naturally had to give an explanation to the rivers and lakes, and the Ten Peerless Sword List was Chu Mo's explanation.

And Chu Mo has set Huashan on the sword as the regular practice of the Sword Sect, the top ten sword lists, and it is held every ten years.

Ye Feng, Mo Gao, Tie Kaicheng, and Crow also jumped up to Wentian Peak one after another.

These four people looked at Chu Mo, but they didn't dare to be presumptuous, they knew Chu Mo's horror.

"Brother Crow, I haven't seen you for many days, I wonder how many famous swords you have collected now? Can you take it out for Chu Mo to appreciate? ”

Chu Mo chuckled at the crow, this crow has made rapid progress in his sword path in the past three years, except for him, Xie Xiaofeng and Yan Shisan, he should be the strongest in his sword path.

"Heh, since the defeat that day, I have concentrated on the sword, and now I only have this black wind sword in my hand..."

The crow smiled bitterly and looked solemnly at the sword in his hand.

After more than half an hour, Hua Shaokun, Murong Qiudi, Yan Shisan, and Xie Xiaofeng finally climbed to Wentian Peak.

Chu Mo glanced at everyone, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Compared with three years ago, the strength of these people has increased by more than one level.

"Now that you've reached the top, the sword debate can begin."

"This time the sword is discussed, killing is not forbidden, and the two sides can not only divide life and death, but also win and lose, there is no limit."

"Jianyu, announce the battle list."

Chu Mo's voice fell, and a young man stood up and announced the battle list, which was the head of the Sword Sect designated by Chu Mo.

In the first battle, "One Leaf Zhiqiu" Ye Feng versus "Dragon Swordsman" Hua Shaokun.

"The name of the sword is Chiri, please advise senior Hua!"

Ye Feng pulled out the Red Sun Sword in his hand and looked at Hua Shaokun.

"Sword name You Dragon, please advise!"

As soon as the words fell, the two of them drew their swords at the same time, and Ye Feng's Chiri Sword opened and closed, with a domineering and peerless might, and constantly stabbed at Hua Shaokun.

Hua Shaokun's dragon sword is like a dragon, the sword light is fast and flexible, and it can easily resolve Ye Feng's offensive every time.

In the first ten rounds, Hua Shankun did not fight back, and made a leisurely stroll.

is worthy of becoming a famous swordsman, and his moves are calm.

The older Ye Feng became, the more frightened he became, and seeing that he couldn't help Hua Shaokun, he gritted his teeth and used the killing move of the Ye Jiazhen Sect's martial arts to refine the sword technique.

Red Refining Sword Technique: Red Sun Falls.

A red refining sword qi slashed, and the sword qi was sharp, full of violent aura, and stabbed straight towards Huashan Kun.

Swimming dragon sword trick, swimming dragon and phoenix.

Hua Shaokun chuckled, and the dragon sword made a dragon groan, the sword light was like a shadow, the sword qi was like electricity, and the dragon-shaped sword qi struck at Ye Feng's flawed swordsmanship, and Ye Feng retreated.

In the first battle, Huashan Kun won.

After that, several other people also faced off against their opponents one after another.

Tie Kaicheng faced off against Mr. Spear of the "Seven Star Sword", the two fought inextricably, and at the last moment, Tie Kaicheng used the fourteen swords to defeat Mr. Spear.

Cao Bing vs. Xie Xiaofeng, Xie Xiaofeng defeated Cao Bing with only three swords.

Chu Mo's opponent is Xiahou Xing.

Facing Chu Mo, Xiahou Xing put away the arrogance on his face and clenched the sword in his hand.

"Xiahou Xing, make a move, use your strongest move."

Chu Mo's face was flat, and he was waiting for Xiahou Xing to draw his sword.

Facing Chu Mo, Xiahou Xing felt like he was facing a high mountain, and the pressure came from all sides, he didn't dare to keep his hand, and used the trick of the Thousand Basilisk Sword.

Thousand Basilisk Swords: Silver Serpent Dance.

A silver light flashed, and Xiahou Xing's Thousand Snake Sword rushed towards him like a thousand poisonous snakes with a silver rain in the sky.

"Sonorous!"

A sword groan rang out, then abruptly stopped.

Xiahou Xing's Thousand Basilisk Sword Trick was broken, and even Xiahou Xing didn't see it clearly.

Of the people present, only Xie Xiaofeng and Yan Shisan could see it completely, and even the crow only saw an afterimage.

Others didn't see anything clearly.

"I'm defeated!"

Xiahou Xing looked at the sword in his hand and admitted defeat in a dejected manner, the arrogance on his body was finally shattered by Chu Mo's sword at this moment.

"You are very good, with your kendo qualifications, in ten years, you are expected to be in the top three of the top ten swordsmanship."

Although he was defeated in one move, he was able to draw his sword in front of Chu Mo, which showed Xiahou Xing's courage.

In the fifth game, the crow vs. Yan Thirteen.

This battle can be described as a dragon fight, the duel is extremely exciting, on the sword platform, the two of you come and go, and it is difficult to kill them.

The crow realm is equivalent to Yan Thirteen, both of them are the peak of the grandmaster, but the kendo cultivation is much worse, and in the hands of Yan Thirteen, he insisted on a hundred moves, and finally lost under the fourteenth sword of Yan Thirteen, and almost forced out Yan Thirteen's fifteen life-killing swords.

The last game was Murong Qiudi vs. Mo Gao, although Mo Gao's swordsmanship and cultivation were extremely high, but he was not Murong Qiudi's opponent at all.

Within ten moves, Mo Gao was defeated.

After the victory, Murong Qiudi looked at Xie Xiaofeng with cold eyes.

Looking at Murong Qiudi, Chu Mo's brows furrowed, although Murong Qiudi concealed it well, Chu Mo still sensed the sword intent he realized, and his sword intent was "hate".

Every sword he uses reveals "hatred", hatred of heaven and earth, and hatred of the world!

A quarter of an hour later, the second round of duels began, which were Yan Shisan vs. Murong Qiudi, Xie Xiaofeng vs. Hua Shaokun, and Chu Mo vs. Crow.

The other six also had their own opponents, but they could only compete for the bottom five places in the top ten sword rankings.

"Make a move, only by defeating me can you be qualified to stand in front of Xie Xiaofeng."

Yan Shisan looked at the woman who looked completely strange, frowned, and glanced at Xie Xiaofeng.

Murong Qiudi's beautiful eyes were full of anger, and a cold sword intent revived from his body, and his momentum was like a wave, increasing wave after wave.

Murong Qiudi's sword intent of "hatred" had completely recovered, and everyone present felt a sense of despair, a hatred that overthrew everything.

Faintly, Murong Qiudi was able to compete with Yan Thirteen's unparalleled evil spirit.

The power of "hate" is truly terrifying.

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