"From the beginning, I didn't think I'd fight you."

"I'm not Yan Feihong's opponent, if you can defeat him, it proves that you are stronger than me, so we don't need to fight again."

"Of course, that's not all the reason."

"I see his shadow in you."

"The same indomitable and unyielding refusal to admit defeat, even if the strong enemy is in front of the sky, the sky is in the way, the same fearless, head-on, and break it."

"You radiate the same light."

"He... It's gone, but you're still there. ”

"And giving this Tiankui to you, who is like him, is the last thing I can do for him."

"So, please, keep going, keep going, go all the way to the highest point, go to the unsurpassed peak, and continue to shine that dazzling light on it."

"I throw in the towel."

Na Rander smiled lonely, slowly retreating, until he reached the edge of the martial arts stage.

Tears filled her eyes again, and she stopped and looked at the figure on the other side of the stage.

The eyes are hazy with tears and the vision is blurred.

She saw a person, standing in front of everyone's attention, cheering and cheering.

What a dazzling light.

What a dazzling man.

The memories of the past gradually overlapped with the scene in front of her, and she cried and laughed, laughed and cried.

"Bao Asan, this Tiankui, it's yours."

After that, Nalander cried and laughed, laughed and cried, and jumped off the stage.

At the moment when she conceded defeat.

The whole arena was full of spectators, and it was quiet at the same time.

People never thought that the proud daughter of the Nalan family, the former Tianjiao Nalan Der, would choose to admit defeat.

People didn't expect that the final battle of this Tianjiao would come to an end in such a form.

However, I didn't expect it.

A few accidents, after all, are harmless, and they will not hinder their mood.

They don't know why Na Rander conceded defeat, but from the moment Na Lauder conceded defeat, nothing mattered.

They only know that they witnessed the birth of Tiankui, the birth of a legend.

With the body of loose cultivation, he fought fiercely, defeated the major masters in a row, and won the championship in one fell swoop!

Tianjiao bowed his head for it, and the noble girl was willing to admit defeat.

Such an experience, and such an experience of a casual practice, it is not an exaggeration to call it a legend.

And, most likely, this is a saga that cannot be replicated.

The ancients have not been seen before, and there may not be those who will come after.

The fireworks used to celebrate suddenly burst out from under the dome.

Under the sparks in the sky, everyone stood up, raised their arms and shouted.

Whether it was a former admirer of Na Lauder, or an admirer of Yan Feihong, or perhaps a supporter of whom.

At this moment, everyone's mouths are shouting the same name.

"Bao Asan! Bao A San! Bao A San! ”

Like a wave, a great earthquake trembles, like thunder, and the canopy of heaven sounds.

Countless people shouted the name of the legend and shouted his name.

All eyes were on, all sides were jubilant, and thousands of people shouted.

In the midst of the hustle and bustle, the man standing alone in the field, bathed in the spark, raised a finger high at the enthusiastic cheering spectators.

That was his response.

That's one.

That's a definite one.

That's the first one!

That's the only one!

Today, he is not only the chosen one, but also the only one, and the first!

The only scattered cultivator Tiankui, the first person of the young generation in the Seven Beads Domain!

The shouts became louder and louder, and when people saw the sword of the Wind Sword Sect and the end of the sword, the scene was even more boiling to the extreme.

"Congratulations."

The sword fell into the cheers, fell to the martial arts platform, and landed opposite Xu Zixian.

He opened his palm, held up a strangely shaped storage ring, and handed it to the other party.

"This is the 'Tiankui Ring', a ground-level mystical weapon, in addition to symbolizing identity and the most basic storage energy, it can also store, refine, and absorb Xuan Qi."

Xu Zixian raised his eyebrows slightly.

That's a good thing.

As the other party said, this small ring actually has five functions.

Pretending, Warehouse, Spare Blue Bar, Pure Xuanqi, and Auxiliary Cultivation.

If the absorption of Xuan Qi in his mouth refers to the fact that any Xuan Qi can be absorbed, then maybe it can be used to weaken the opponent.

However, even if it can't, it is already worthy of a ground-level mystery.

Xu Zixian was about to take over the storage ring, but the sword in front of him fell into the city, but he spoke again.

"In addition to this ring, there are also 10,000 gold coins, which will be used as your reward for winning the championship. The coin has been placed in the ring, Tiankui, take what you deserve. ”

"Thank you."

Xu Zixian stretched out his hand and took the storage ring.

His face was impassive, and his mouth was about to burst with laughter.

In the end, it is a Tianjiao Club, it is really a big deal, no wonder there are so many people squeezing in with their heads stuffed.

This vest is really not in vain, and when it comes over, it not only makes up for the shortfall, but even makes a lot of money, plus a ground-level mystery.

Of course, there may be more than one.

Xu Zixian raised his eyes and looked at the sword city.

Needless to say, the latter already understood.

He nodded faintly, flipped his wrist, and a flame peony appeared in his palm.

"This is 'Fireworks 'Fireworks', according to the agreement, as long as you can take my sword. It's yours. ”

Sword Allure suddenly raised his hand unexpectedly.

The flame peony that bloomed in the palm of his hand was immediately thrown high into the air.

It's a signal.

Agreed signals.

Signals for sword and sword.

"I think before it falls, it's enough for us to decide where it belongs."

"Let's get started."

The words fell.

Sword Allure tapped the ground with his footsteps, and in an extremely elegant posture, he stepped his body back a few feet.

The blue-sheathed sword followed spontaneously, and after standing still, it stopped firmly in front of it.

He raised his hand, fingers grasping the hilt of the sword one by one.

"Now, show your sword."

The sword came out an inch.

The sword intent appears at a glance, like the substance, even if it is far away, it is also like a man's back, and the whole body is cold.

"Don't say you don't use a sword, my sword has already told me that you can use a sword."

The sword came out a foot.

Cold light poured out, and the extremely powerful sword intent pierced the countertop, tearing the enchantment apart.

"I was born of the sword, for the sword. When I draw my sword, I never leave my hand, because that would be an insult to the sword. ”

The sword is two feet out.

The sword qi rushed to the clouds, the sword light covered the sun, and the sword intent pointed directly at the Nine Heavens.

"I'm saying all this, just to tell you, if you don't come out with a sword, then next..."

"You might die."

The sword is three feet out.

The heavens and the earth are discolored, and the sun and the moon are without light.

It's like being thrown off with ink.

The original sky was clear and windy, but suddenly it turned into boundless darkness.

The huge martial arts arena was originally a lively scene crowded with people everywhere, but at this moment it was only pitch black.

Dark vision, dark world.

People can't see what's going on, but they know what's going on.

So dark, so sighty.

Just before the opening of the Tianjiao Meeting, when the sword poured out of the city, it was generally the same.

People subconsciously held their breath and did not dare to make the slightest sound.

They know.

The sword is pouring into the city, and the sword is out.

They don't know.

This time, this sword.

Can Bao Asan take it.

The sword of the city.

The sword of the sword.