"How is that possible!"

Looking at the blue-black ancient sword that fell to the ground, Jiawen was stunned, his wide eyes were full of incredulity, and the Qingfeng Sword that he slashed out with all his strength was defeated like this?

Under the bluestone battle platform, thousands of people gasped at the same time! stared at the blue-black ancient sword on the bluestone battle platform that was shot down by Ke Bei's finger.

Silent! There was silence!

Those Luo Ling's admirers, when they saw Ke Bei on the bluestone battle platform, they were still snickering in their hearts, their eyes widened, ready to see Ke Bei make a fool of themselves. After all, Jiawen is the fourth-ranked existence on the Blue Dragon List! Not to mention that Ke Bei is just a newcomer, there are only two or three people who can confidently defeat Jiawen in the entire genius training camp.

Originally, Luo Ling's admirers were still snickering joy in their hearts, but when Ke Bei pointed at Jiawen's ancient sword, the snickering joy in his heart suddenly froze, and then the solidified snickering joy was replaced by an indescribable shock!

"I'm rubbing! Lao Tzu is not mistaken, is that Jiawen's sword? ”

"Jiawen, the fourth on the Qinglong list, was defeated by a finger like this? , you're teasing me! ”

"This guy has been pretending to be a pig and eating old! Damn, sinister villain, but the strength is really fucking strong! ”

"Except for Li Qingfeng, the tomb is broken, and under the God of War realm, I'm afraid no one is that kid's opponent!"

"No, there is also the dark horse Wang Yuan who just came out recently, Wang Yuan has fought a total of eighty times now, all of them defeated the opponent in one move, I don't know which of the two can be stronger?"

These geniuses of the Jiujiang Genius Training Camp subconsciously put Ke Bei and Wang Yuan, the dark horse who had just been killed, together, and secretly compared who was stronger between the two of them, but no matter how amazing the strength of Ke Bei and Wang Yuan was, no one among the thousands of people present thought that the two of them could be compared with Li Qingfeng and Tomb Broken Soul, maybe it was a preconceived idea that misled them, or maybe it was that the strength of Li Qingfeng and Tomb Broken Soul was really strong, very strong!

On the top of the Wujin Mountain, the Blood Wind God of War who was sitting cross-legged on the bluestone slab suddenly shot out two rays of light in his eyes.

"Hahaha...... Good! Where did the old palace master dig up this young man? ”

The Blood Wind God of War laughed loudly, looked at the thin old man standing in the air beside him, and asked slowly.

"It wasn't dug up by the palace master, it was brought by the palace master's precious apprentice Han Lingyue." The thin old man stared at the bluestone battle platform and said in a deep voice.

"My disciple hasn't used all his strength yet, let's keep watching, although it's unlikely that you want to win, but you won't lose too ugly."

"Hahaha, old man Qing, don't deceive yourself, your disciple didn't exert all his strength, and the doll named Ke Bei probably didn't even take out a tenth of his strength, can't you see it?"

Hearing the thin old man's words, the Blood Wind God of War laughed.

"If your disciple is interested, he should admit defeat directly, there is no point in persevering, the sword intent that bursts from the fingertips of the little guy in Kebei, even if Li Qingfeng's doll encounters it, it is estimated that he will have a headache"

"Hmph, how could Qingjue's disciples surrender without a fight?"

The thin old man frowned slightly, then stopped speaking, and looked through the hazy white mist to the bluestone battle platform.

On the bluestone battle platform, Jiawen was stunned for a moment, stared at the blue-black ancient sword that was shot down by Ke Bei's finger, and took a deep breath.

"Come back!"

I saw Jiawen slowly stretch out his palm, and a cyan wind shot out into his palm, and the cyan energy wrapped around the black and cyan ancient sword, with Jiawen's low cold drink, the cyan ancient sword that fell on the bluestone battle platform shook sharply a few times, and then flew into Jiawen's palm like lightning.

"I've looked away today, hehe, I didn't expect my brother's strength to be so strong, but ......"

Jiawen slowly raised his head, half of his slightly immature cheeks were covered by messy hair, and his two pitch-black eyes had completely turned into a faint cyan at this moment.

"But surrendering without a fight is not my surname, I just want to see your true strength!"

Jiawen looked straight at Kebei with faint cyan eyes, and his tone was unprecedentedly dignified!

"Real strength?"

Ke Bei frowned slowly, pondered for a moment, and nodded at Jiawen.

What a true warrior fears is not defeat, but humiliation!

Jiawen is a warrior, if Ke Bei doesn't show his strength, he will feel that Ke Bei is really humiliating him!

Boom Boom!

Seeing Ke Bei nodding, Jiawen smiled slightly, and one after another terrifying dark cyan energy gushed out madly in his body, and his long flowing black hair stood upside down!

"Take my last sword!"

Jiawen's delicate cheeks with a touch of madness, slowly let go of the blue-black ancient sword in his palm, the moment the ancient sword was released by him, it slowly floated above his head, and then the dark cyan energy frantically poured into the blue-black ancient sword.

Buzzing~~

As the dark cyan energy containing huge power frantically poured into the blue-black ancient sword, the color of the ancient sword became darker and darker, and after a while, the ancient sword that was originally glowing with a faint cyan light had completely turned black!

"'Clear Wind Sword' third form, Wind Devouring Sword!"

Jiawen let out a low roar, and the black ancient sword suspended above his head trembled slightly, and as the last sword word was shouted, the black ancient sword was like a black lightning, and instantly slashed in front of Ke Bei!

There was not a trace of energy overflowing on the black ancient sword, it was pure to the extreme, fast to the limit!

"What a domineering sword!"

Feeling the huge power contained in the black ancient sword, Ke Bei sighed in his heart, he didn't expect that just the guy who ranked fourth on the Blue Dragon List would be so strong!

"Brother"

Luo Ling's little hand was held tightly, his eyes were staring at the black lightning, feeling the huge power contained in the black ancient sword, Luo Ling was a little wild, such a terrifying sword, can Ke Bei stop it?

"Don't worry!"

Luo Yan frowned, staring at the black ancient sword, although he comforted his sister in his mouth, in fact, he didn't have a trace of confidence in his own heart, such a terrifying sword, in other words, he would never be able to stop it!

"Kebei, you kid must block it! My sister has shed too many tears for you, and if you dare to let her cry for you again, I will definitely not let you go! Certain! ”

Luo Yan's fists were also clenched tightly, staring at Ke Bei deadly, he didn't look at the black lightning, he wanted to see how Ke Bei should take this sword!

"Hey, forget it, show something a little, otherwise Jiawen, this kid will probably die of depression, anyway, it is also the hope of the future of mankind, and he can't be too hit"

Jiawen's sword is very terrifying for an ordinary Transcendent Realm, but Ke Bei can defeat it with just one simple punch! Even if Kebei stood still and let this black sword slash at him, there would be no problem.

But if Ke Bei blocked this sword in this way, I am afraid that Jiawen will be hit a lot, and after thinking for a while, Ke Bei gave up this way.

He took a slight breath and slowly stretched out the little finger of his left hand, and the internal power of Jiuyang Divine Power slowly poured out.

"Shaoze Sword!"

With a low shout, an invisible sword aura suddenly shot out from above the little finger of Ke Bei's left hand!

Shout!

The sword qi broke through the air, and directly met the black ancient sword that shot like a black lightning!

Rumble!

At the moment when Kebei's invisible sword qi hit the black ancient sword, a roar like thunder suddenly sounded, and the huge energy contained in the black ancient sword gushed out in an instant!

Boom Boom!

Ke Bei's 'Six-Vein Divine Sword' - Shaoze Sword, which was urged by the internal force of the strong Jiuyang Divine Skill, instantly penetrated the dark cyan energy that erupted on the black ancient sword, accompanied by a roar, this extremely powerful invisible sword qi suddenly shot at Jiawen's body, and in an instant, the invisible sword qi shot through Jiawen's silver standard battle suit and shot through his body!

"What kind of sword is this?"

Jiawen looked at Ke Bei indifferently, a wisp of blood slowly flowed down the corner of his mouth at the corner of his mouth, and the moment he was penetrated by Shaoze's sword, Jiawen felt an indescribable sword qi frantically pouring into his body, and in an instant, his internal organs were slashed to pieces by Shaoze's sword qi!

"'Six-Vein Divine Sword' - Shaoze Sword!"

Ke Bei looked at Jiawen, who was overflowing with blood from the corner of his mouth, and said word by word extremely seriously.

"Thank you!"

Jiawen looked at Ke Bei, smiled, and solemnly said thank you, and then his body fell on the bluestone battle platform, his body had been destroyed by the sword qi of Shaoze Sword, and it was all because of a perseverance and perseverance that he could hold on until now!

"You're welcome!"

Ke Bei frowned, and said in a somewhat heavy tone, he understood why Jiawen said thank you, but he was ashamed of these two words, he promised Jiawen to do his best, but how dare Ke Bei really use his strength? With Jiawen's strength, even if Ke Bei only exerted one-third of the power of the Six-Vein Divine Sword, he couldn't resist it, if he really used all his strength, I am afraid that Jiawen would be killed by the extremely powerful sword qi in an instant.

"Ke Beisheng!"

The face of the God of War Realm powerhouse who had been suspended above the bluestone battle platform changed slightly, and he glanced at Ke Bei in some surprise, and then his body shook slightly, and he appeared in front of Jiawen in an instant, and directly stuffed a pill with a faint blue light into Jiawen's mouth.

Standing quietly for a moment, Ke Bei took a deep look at Jiawen, and then slowly turned around and walked down the bluestone battle platform.

"Wait!"

Just as Ke Bei was about to step down from the bluestone battle platform, the God of War Realm powerhouse who served as the referee suddenly spoke.

Just when Fang Cai, a powerhouse of the God of War Realm, was feeding Jiawen the pill, the voice of the Blood Wind God of War suddenly reached his ears, and the Blood Wind God of War asked him to adjust all the games in Kebei to this day!

In other words, Kebei will fight ninety-nine battles in a row!

"Huh?"

Hearing the voice of this God of War powerhouse, Ke Bei stopped, turned around slowly, and looked at the God of War general powerhouse suspiciously.

"Hehe, you don't have to go down, it's still your game next!"

(To be continued)