The Holy Son Sword 3,000 wrapped around Ruixia Qiantiao, he slowly stood up from the air, and then stepped across the large array into the battle platform.

"The appearance of the Holy Son is so domineering, he didn't even leave the sealing gate, and directly broke through the big array and entered the battle platform. The formations around the battle platform seem to be useless to the Holy Son! ”

This first person among the disciples of the sect brought a lot of shock to everyone as soon as he appeared.

On the battle stage, Qin Han held his breath and remained absolutely focused and calm.

In the sky, the golden-robed steward spoke again:

"In the thousandth game, the Holy Son will face off against the Sword Immortal, the odds are one to five, and those who still want to bet now have one last chance!"

In the audience, the people who have always supported the Sword Immortal have long become invisible tycoons, and they bet on the Sword Immortal to win every bet, and they have made a lot of money so far. After hearing the steward's words, they did not hesitate to bet most of their belongings on the sword fairy.

"Throwing Sword Immortal! The Sword Immortal will win, even if it is a Holy Son, it is difficult to match! ”

"Cast for the Son! The Holy Son has been precipitating at the peak of the Divine Transformation Realm for decades, and has already polished every realm to the extreme, and the Sword Immortal has no chance of winning! ”

"Throwing Sword Immortal! Even the Holy Maiden taught the Dharma to the Sword Immortal, which shows that the Holy Maiden thinks that the Sword Immortal has the strength to defeat the Holy Son! ”

"Fuck you! The Holy Son's various techniques and methods have long evolved to the peak, and he once participated in the Imperial City Tournament and fought with countless Tianjiao, whether it is combat experience or understanding of techniques and methods, it is far from being comparable to the Holy Son! ”

"You close your stinky mouth, no matter how strong the Holy Son is, the combat power of the Sword Immortal is obvious to all, the Sword Immortal rushed to the first place on the Thunder Fire List in the Forging Body Realm, and overwhelmed the sect Tianjiao for seven hundred years, can the Holy Son?"

"That...... You two, let's just say, why don't you stop arguing? If you want to vote for the Sword Immortal, you will vote for the Sword Immortal, and if you want to vote for the Holy Son, you will vote for the Holy Son, what is there to fight for? ”

"Get out!"

"Get out!"

"Gotcha!"

……

With a lot of sensation, the final bet number was made public. A total of 35 million spirit stones were cast for the Sword Immortal, and 78 million spirit stones were cast for the Holy Son.

After announcing the number of bets, the golden-robed steward in the sky slowly spoke: "The betting is over, and the thousandth game begins!" ”

Boom, as the voice of the golden-robed steward fell, the entire heaven and earth fell into a deathly silence, and everyone stared intently at the two figures on the battle platform.

The sword immortal was dressed in a blood-stained golden battle suit, and the golden light was circulating all over his body, like a god.

The Holy Son's long hair was draped over his shoulders, his breath was thick and deep like an abyss, his sharp sword was uncertain, and there was a glow around him.

As the golden-robed steward announced the start of the competition, the cultivation of the Holy Son Sword 3,000 slowly declined, and finally descended to the Forging Body Realm.

Qin Han's eyes were cold, and his fists were clenched.

There was a look of remembrance in the eyes of the Holy Son Sword Sanqian, and he muttered to himself: "Forging the Body Realm...... It's a distant memory. ”

Regarding the words of the Holy Son Sword Three Thousand, no one present refuted it.

The Holy Son has three thousand swords, and at the age of fourteen, his forging realm is complete, and he is beginning to emerge. At the age of seventeen, he practiced Qi Realm and defeated all the monks in the same realm in the sect. At the age of twenty-one, the Dan realm was perfect, and tens of thousands of robbers and bandits were killed in the world. At the age of twenty-five, the Di Dan realm was perfect, and under the gaze of tens of thousands of disciples in the North Sword Gate, he fought his sword into the chaotic domain, and his pride was unparalleled. At the age of twenty-nine, the Tiandan realm was perfect, and he supported the world alone with his extraordinary strength in the chaotic domain. At the age of thirty, he can break through the realm of divine transformation, and he can overwhelm many Tianjiao of the three sects, one family, one mountain and five families. At the age of thirty-three, he participated in the Imperial Capital Tianjiao Competition, and fought with the Tianjiao demons in the entire Huoyun Kingdom, ranking fifth! After the Tianjiao Championship, he returned to the North Sword Gate and began decades of precipitation, and he didn't know how far his skills and methods had been deduced by him.

The record of the Holy Son Sword Three Thousand is brilliant and brilliant, and it is the real peerless demon in the Northern Sword Sect!

Even if it is a person of the same generation, he will be bloodied if he is a little careless, let alone a rising star of the Sword Immortal.

On the battle platform, the Holy Son Sword 3000 spoke again, with full confidence in his words:

"Sword Immortal, your qualifications are very good, if you are willing to follow me, this Holy Son can spare your life!"

At this moment, even the people of the Holy Son's vein were shocked, the Holy Son, he actually wanted to recruit the Sword Immortal!

The onlookers were even more shocked, everyone thought that there would be a shocking collision as soon as the two of them met, but they didn't expect that the Holy Son Sword Three Thousand would want to take the Sword Immortal as a follower!

"Huh...... It is a great honor to be a follower of the Son! How could such a good thing not fall on us and wait! ”

There are many monks with envy, the Holy Son is a masterpiece in the world, not to mention his own extraordinary talents, and the power in his hands is all over the north and south of the river, and many families have gathered under his hands.

Become its follower and you will get countless benefits!

There are many people in the sect who have such thoughts, but they are not qualified to become followers of the Holy Son at all, so they can only look at the Sword Immortal with envy at this moment.

On this side of the boxing gym, thousands of boxers looked intently at the sword immortals on the battle platform.

Someone looked worried, "Pavilion Master, will the Sword Immortal ......?"

It is not allowed for them not to worry, because the Holy Son has a very high prestige and unparalleled power, and many arrogant and arrogant gold list powerhouses are willing to cling to it.

Pavilion owner Xin Zhengming shook his head, "No." ”

Just after the hall master Xin Zhengming's words fell, Qin Han on the battle platform moved, and responded to the Holy Son Sword Three Thousand with practical actions!

He clenched his right fist, perfectly blending the strength of his body with Dacheng's fist intent, and burst out with the strongest combat power as soon as he made a move!

Bang!

A punch was delivered, and the terrifying fist power was close to 300,000 catties!

The air was vibrating, and the fluctuations coming from the fists gave people a feeling of palpitations even through the formation.

"Sword Immortal has done it!"

The onlookers trembled with excitement and stood up one after another, with infinite anticipation in their eyes!

No one wants to miss any of the details of this pinnacle showdown.

On the battle platform, the three thousand eyes of the Holy Son Sword shone with a cold light, "I don't know how to lift!" ”

His voice was cold, with endless majesty.

Then, suddenly punched!

Above the fist, the sword flashed out, as if it was about to destroy everything!

The two fists slammed together, the golden fist power and the white sword qi frantically impacted together, and finally set off a devastating wave of qi.

The rumbling vibrations that enveloped the battle platform were non-stop.

"You're not qualified for me to follow yet! Three thousand swords, do you still remember Liu Hanyan! Qin Han's eyes were burning with anger and an indifferent response.

I still want to accept him as a servant, a fool's dream!

In today's battle, even if he dies, he will never lose his integrity, and he will not be sorry for the pavilion owner who is watching the battle below!

As soon as the words fell, he began to attack the Holy Son Sword 3,000!

Fang Cai's punch was the strongest blow he didn't use his hole cards, but the sword that received his punch was only long hair raised, but his body was still moving!

This is a terrifying force approaching 300,000 catties!

The strength of the Holy Son Sword Three Thousand is far more terrifying than imagined!