Chapter Ninety-Three: What Should Be the Power of a Sword?
"Can Jindan participate in the early stage of the seizure? Which country is this? Only such a character can be brought out in a thousand years?"
"Hey, no, didn't you hear it? Huaxiaguo, I haven't heard of this name anyway. ”
"It should be a small dynasty, I'm afraid that Jin Dan was already the most powerful figure in their country in the early days, right?
"In this way, my small affiliated countries should be stronger than this Huaxia country, why didn't they go to the Yuhuang Monument?"
For a while, the three words of Huaxia gradually spread in the huge field.
At this moment, the two people on the No. 1 stage were not infected by the outside world, and after each saluted, the competition began.
Yang Jian's strength is definitely not as simple as it seems, and at the same time, in his dictionary, there has never been the word politeness to outsiders.
At the beginning of the competition, Yang Jian took the first step to summon the fairy sword and galloped towards the other party.
The immortal sword in Yang Jian's hand was a superb immortal weapon given to him by Li Le.
"It's good to come!"
Peng Da, who was fighting against Yang Jian, lit up in his eyes, let out a loud shout, and a faint ring of gold appeared from his body.
"Bell!!"
The fairy sword stabbed into it, and it was actually violently rebounded, making a strong Jin Ge sound!
Offstage, Li Le, who saw this scene, frowned slightly.
The attack was blocked, Yang Jian did not hesitate, and instantly increased the output speed of his spiritual power, and instructed the fairy sword to turn around in mid-air, and then stabbed towards the golden light shield again.
"Hehe, this kind of attack can't break my defense!"
Peng Da seemed to feel that he had figured out the details of Yang Jian, and after thinking that Yang Jian was not a pig and a tiger, his first round of testing Yang Jian naturally ended.
Ignoring the sword light, the person hid under the golden light cover and quickly pinched the trick with both hands.
"Golden Stone Top!"
The people outside the arena couldn't see any strange scenes, but Yang Jian's back bent abruptly.
Peng Da saw that the attack had worked, his face was happy, and he was about to make the next move.
"Tear up!"
The sword light that he had ignored had easily pierced through the faint golden cover, passing through Pengda's heart at an unparalleled speed.
"Poof!"
A bright red arrow of blood erupted, and Peng Da's face showed an unbelievable color.
He's afraid he doesn't even know how he died!
"Wow!"
Some people who had been paying attention to the No. 1 ring couldn't help but let out an exclamation, and in the early stage of Jindan, which they thought was going to die, they actually killed Peng Da of the Jin Kingdom with a sword!
Everyone's eyes widened for a while, especially those who had mocked Yang Jian and Huaxia Kingdom before, and for a while they seemed to have a face on their faces, which looked extremely complicated.
Peng Da died, and the invisible gravity on Yang Jian's head dissipated in an instant.
Waving his hand to summon the fairy sword, turning his palm and closing it in the scabbard, Yang Jian didn't even have the idea of taking another look at the corpse, and after bowing around, he jumped off the stage.
The battle of the Ten Thousand Dynasties has always been conceited of life and death.
The stone plate that was quietly placed in the sky seemed to have a ray of light passing by at this moment, and it was calm again.
Peng Da's body in the No. 1 ring also disappeared without a trace in a burst of white light.
"Your Majesty, the last general is fortunate not to be dishonored!"
Looking at Yang Jian who came back, Li Le nodded with satisfaction.
A good word is enough to express his current mood.
In fact, Li Le didn't think about it before, and when Yang Jian and Peng Da fought, he suddenly woke up.
This is the Ten Thousand Dynasties, which can be said to have gathered the most outstanding small group of people in the entire southeast region for thousands of years.
Peng Da, who is at the peak of the middle stage of Jindan, is not only the middle stage of Jindan, but also has the ability to fight beyond the level!
In other words, Yang Kun should actually face the characters in the late stage of Jindan and even the peak in the first game.
But fortunately, Yang Jian's performance was as expected by Li Le, and it was really good.
Yang Jian clenched his fists and got up and walked back behind Li Le.
During the period, he also explained: "The first sword of the last general only used one-tenth of the strength to test it, otherwise the last general could kill it with one sword!"
This is Yang Jian!
Li Le smiled and nodded.
"If you can kill with one sword in the future, don't use a second sword. ”
"Yes!"
Soon, the second wave of competition was played in the No. 1 ring.
And at this moment, the rest of the ring is still inseparable in the first wave of duels.
Li Le saw that the No. 1 ring had changed to two people in the middle of Jindan to fight, and he suddenly felt bored, so he led people to start shopping under the ring.
Not hanging out, of course, until a few people found a slightly different ring.
The thirteenth ring, on which the two Jindan pinnacle beings competed.
And it's a fight between a woman and a man.
The woman was dressed in white and held a long sword.
Because the two sides are indistinguishable, and the body is so fast that it is blurry, it is difficult to see the face clearly.
The man, on the other hand, wore only a pair of black shorts, revealing his hardsuit muscles.
When the two sides were fighting, Li Le could hear the man's lewd smile from time to time.
"Miss Ou, the two countries behind you and me are also friends, why don't you surrender early today, I will spare your life, and then go to the Night Inn, how about you experience some bliss?"
The man was a reckless man with two brass hammers.
The woman in white didn't seem to hear these foul words at all, and without saying a word, she carried a long sword and launched a torrential attack on the reckless man.
"Hahaha, Miss Ou, your level is still a little worse, and it's almost the same to replace the dancing lady behind you!"
Dahan couldn't help but seem at ease under such a quick attack, and he also had the kung fu to laugh at the woman.
Li Le can see it clearly, although he is also in the late stage of Jindan, but the strength of the reckless man is to suppress the woman in white, so it seems so easy.
"Zhao Xin Yang Jian, if you are against this person, how sure are you?"
Li Le squinted and said.
Zhao Xin and Yang Jian bowed down at the same time when they heard this, and said, "The last general can be killed!"
Well, both are the same answer.
Li Le couldn't help but smile.
The situation in Ring 13 has gradually changed.
Originally, the reckless man was just resisting, but when time passed, and many of the rest of the ring had been replaced by the second wave of people, the reckless man seemed to be a little unwilling to entangle anymore.
After laughing a few times, he said: "Miss Ou, I, Pei Baohu, should be in the top 20 in the Southeast Region, and then I will participate in the general battle on the mainland, and I will be regarded as a hero on the last side! If you want, you can come to the inn at night to find me! Now I am offended!"
After saying that, I saw the reckless man holding two copper hammers in his hand, and smashed them into the woman in white with the momentum of Mount Tai.
It was just a simple attack, but the woman in white only had time to take two steps back in a hurry and hold up a turquoise light mask.
"Bang!"
The copper hammer fell, and the protective shield instantly dissipated into thousands of fragments.
The woman in white spit out a large stream of blood violently, and the whole person instantly became much haggard.