Chapter 1296 Golden Rain Sword Saint, Shen Chao

Ling Jianfeng, Proud Sword Terrace!

This is a huge peak located in the area between the Lingfeng Hall and the Tianxuan Hall.

Ling Jianfeng, the power to pull out the five mountains, such as a sharp blade.

Standing in the clouds, it shows the majestic atmosphere of supporting the heavens and the earth.

On the proud sword platform of Ling Jian Peak, two giant stone sword sculptures with a height of 100 meters were erected.

Both giant sword sculptures are pointed downward, and about one-third of the sword body is submerged into the ground.

Even so, these two giant sword sculptures still give people a sharp edge.

At this moment, the square around Aojian Terrace was already full of people. Everyone's eyes were focused on a figure in the sky above a giant sword sculpture in front of them.

On the hilt of the giant sword sculpture, Shen Chao, the Golden Rain Sword Saint, sat cross-legged, holding a divine sword in one hand. The tip of the Excalibur pointed vertically downward, against the stone face around it.

Shen Chao's eyes were slightly closed, dressed in black, exuding a particularly strong edge.

With him as the center, the space within a radius of more than ten meters was sprinkled with golden drizzle. The drizzle is flying, and this seemingly ordinary golden rain is surging with a particularly sharp aura in the gentle fluttering.

"Sure enough, it's the Golden Rain Sword Saint Shen Chao......"

Han Chen, who had come to Ling Jianfeng with curiosity, stood at the back of the crowd, looking at Shen Chao on the giant sword sculpture with some interest.

In the arena of the Thousand Veins Martial Arts before, Han Chen had seen each other.

At that time, the first feeling that the Golden Rain Sword Saint gave himself was like an extremely sharp divine sword. And now, the momentum exuded by the other party is becoming more and more powerful.

......

"Shen Chao, there is still a month before the hundred-year covenant you made at the beginning, why are you here so early?"

At this moment, the same imposing figure appeared above the void, condescending, looking at Shen Chao with a hint of indifference.

This person is not a Guiyuan Sword Saint, but another strong man of the Holy Gate.

However, the Golden Rain Sword Saint didn't even raise his eyelids, and replied lightly, "A month is just fleeting, and if you come early, you can adjust yourself to the best state." ”

The people in the Holy Gate on the sidelines were slightly stunned, which showed that the Golden Rain Sword Saint attached great importance to the hundred-year covenant between him and the Guiyuan Sword Saint.

"Hey, Shen Chao, I remember that it seemed that you were the one who made this hundred-year covenant back then......!

"Since I'm here, I'll wait for him. The tone of his voice was still indifferent.

The attitude of the Golden Rain Sword Saint made the other party dissatisfied.

"Hmph, Shen Chao, I have talked so much to you, but you have never opened your eyes to look at me, you must be too respectful, right?"

"The person I'm waiting for is the Guiyuan Sword Saint, and I don't want to say much about the others. ”

"You ......"

The Holy Gate powerhouse was annoyed, this Golden Rain Sword Saint embarrassed him in front of so many people, it was really too deceitful. "Hmph, Shen Chao, although my Xicheng Feng is not as good as the Guiyuan Sword Saint, I have also made a slight achievement in swordsmanship. Today, let me ask you for advice on the Golden Rain Sword Saint's skills. ”

After that, a majestic sword intent swept out from Xicheng Feng's body.

The surging and vast sword gang was like a dragon lingering outside its body.

......

"This is also a Sword Saint!" Han Chen's eyes at the back of the crowd froze, and a little surprise welled up in his eyes.

The people of the Holy Gate on the proud sword platform subconsciously retreated a few steps back, and a thick look of expectation appeared on their faces.

The tricks between the sword masters, this meeting is very rare.

However, Shen Chao didn't mean to make a move with Xicheng Feng, and said indifferently, "My opponent is the Guiyuan Sword Saint, and the others, I don't want to do it!"

"Hey!" Xichengfeng sneered and said disdainfully. "If you Golden Rain Sword Saint can't even defeat me, how can you fight against the Guiyuan Sword Saint?"

"Since that's the case, then you can make a move!" Shen Chao slowly opened his eyes, and his sharp eyes revealed two dazzling streamers that seemed to be traced back to thousands of years.

"Hmph, let me make a move first?Golden Rain Sword Saint, what about you?"

"I followed. ”

Three simple words are like a kind of contempt.

Xicheng Feng suddenly became angry, his palm moved, and a three-foot Qinghong sword flashed with an unusually dazzling light.

"Shen Chao, if you look down on me, you are very wrong. ”

"Boom!"

Endless sword intent roared in all directions, and the sky suddenly fell into a violent twist.

The icy wind suddenly rose, and the heavens and the earth darkened, and in an instant, countless fierce sword shadows immediately shrouded this proud sword platform.

The Xicheng Wind Sword was overwhelming, gathering the power of all directions, and attacking the Golden Rain Sword Saint in front of him.

This sword is as powerful as a mountain and a river.

Exudes a sweeping atmosphere.

Especially in the case of seizing the opportunity, the power of Xicheng Wind is even more unstoppable.

All the people of the Holy Gate in the audience secretly applauded, no matter how powerful the Golden Rain Sword Saint was, I am afraid that it would be difficult to resist the sword of Xicheng Feng.

"Shen Chao, take me a sword ......"

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, at this moment, a cold wind and rain swept in, and the golden drizzle that fluttered between the heavens and the earth rose like a propeller.

Shen Chao's eyes flashed with a sharp edge, and he raised his hand to be a sword.

"Poof!"

Along with a piercing metallic trill, I saw a thousand-meter-wide sword shadow across the sky, sweeping straight towards the howling Xicheng wind.

What the?

Xichengfeng's face changed, and he hurriedly retreated.

However, Shen Chao's sword is like electricity. The particularly terrifying impact force was sturdy in front of Xichengfeng.

"Bang!"

The space was distorted to the extreme, and a heavy loud bang exploded like thunder in the ears of everyone in the audience.

Immediately afterwards, under the shocked gaze of everyone in the audience, Xicheng Feng and his sword fell out together. Directly fell on the sword platform.

"Hiss......"

This sudden scene suddenly made everyone in the audience gasp.

One sword, just one sword!

Xicheng Feng, who was also a sage in the sword, was defeated by Shen Chao, the sword saint of golden rain.

Everyone in the audience widened their eyes, and even Han Chen, who was in the rear area, frowned, and his face was full of deep astonishment.

Shen Chao still sat firmly in place, and the divine sword in his hand also returned to his previous posture.

His calm gaze stared directly at Xicheng Feng on the ground in front of him, "Depending on your level, you can only be regarded as a 'quasi-sword saint' at most, and your comprehension of swordsmanship is simply a mess." ”

The words are like needles, and the face of Xicheng is lost, and I really can't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into.

In the next moment, a middle-aged man with extraordinary aura stepped forward.

"Don't be talented Dong Fangyue, I also want to ask the Golden Rain Sword Saint for advice......