Turning his head and sweeping over Jian Ce, Xue Liran's brows furrowed slightly, and a trace of doubt flashed in his heart. Gradually touching the realm of the sixth-order sword king, his sense of the sword path was extremely keen, this disciple of the Changyun Sect was injured and weak at the moment, but this weakness did not seem to be completely due to injury and attrition, but a reduction in his own realm...... Could it be that he performed some kind of secret technique, and he did not hesitate to damage the sword dao realm by himself, and burst out with an incomparably strong force?

But at this moment, he didn't have time to think about the situation, and when he mentioned Xun Liang, he turned around and left directly, "In this battle, Xun Liang admits defeat." ”

The space of the Valley of Trials was extremely quiet, which made this sentence extremely loud, clearly reaching the ears of the monks from all sides, awakening them from the initial shock. A fourth-order sword master cultivator can actually defeat the powerhouse of the Sword Sect alive, this kind of subversive thing, if you don't see it with your own eyes, it's hard to believe it!

But this is the case, the Four Seasons Sect Xun Liang was defeated, and the Changyun Sect continued to win! The two sects fought two disciples in succession, and the disciples of the Four Seasons Sect were all seriously injured...... Could it be that the Changyun Sect really wants to do what Tao Li said, and want to lose all the disciples of the Four Seasons Sect who fought today?

Fu Bao, Changchun, and Biyue The three powerhouses looked solemn, and they were all happy in their hearts, but fortunately, it was the Four Seasons Sect that fought with the Changyun Sect today, and if they were replaced by their disciples, they would only end up even more miserable. But in this happiness, there is a lot of unwillingness and helplessness. The appearance of the sixth-order spirit king in the Changyun Sect is already a powerful existence that breaks the balance, but the disciples of the sect are extremely strong and talented, not surprisingly, in the next ten years or even a longer period of time, all the sects within it will be in a state of suppression!

The Four Seasons Sect was originally the only one who was qualified to compete with the Changyun Sect, but today's disciples of the sect have been damaged and defeated one after another, and if they lose completely, the prestige of the sect will be greatly reduced, and it will become a stepping stone in the rise of the Changyun Sect, setting off its reputation even more!

Today, the Spirit King Rank Tao Zhan came in person, and even brought out five hidden abyss demon birds, making many disciples with unknown reputations emerge in the sect competition, and washing away the shame in front of the sect is the primary purpose, but the most important thing is probably to completely trample the Four Seasons City under his feet at this opportunity and become the strongest sect in the surrounding thousands of miles!

Whoever can occupy the name of the strongest sect will be able to have a stronger appeal, attract more powerful loose cultivators to join, recruit more disciples, make the strength of the sect skyrocket rapidly, gradually widen the strength gap between the sects and the sects, and completely establish the position of overlord!

From this point of view, this time the sect is more and more important! Most of the people who can become monks are not pure benzene people, maybe they didn't think too much at first, but as things progressed, it was not difficult to perceive the deep meaning of this, and many eyes looked at the wooden platform where the Changyun Sect was located, and they couldn't help but show awe.

"The disciple has been defeated, and he has failed to maintain the majesty of the sect, and he asks the sect master to punish him!" Xun Liang struggled to salute, and the wound on his body gushed blood again, dripping on the wooden platform, scarlet and dazzling.

Liu Biancheng waved his sleeves, pulled him up with a soft force, and said in a deep voice: "You have done your best, if you can protect yourself, you don't have to think too much, go and recuperate quickly." ”

Xun Liang arched his hand, "The disciple wants to continue to stay here." ”

Liu Biancheng was slightly stunned, and then understood what was in his heart, and nodded slowly after a pause.

Xun Liang saluted again, turned around and stepped aside. Clashing with Jian Ce's last hand, the sword shattered and tore countless horrific wounds through his body. Xue Liran only suppressed his injuries for the time being, but every movement he made would affect the injuries in his body, and the tidal pain continued to impact his will, making his face gradually become paler.

Breaking through the fifth-order Sword Sect, he originally thought that this sect would be able to maintain the majesty of the Four Seasons Sect and preserve the glory left by Senior Brother Mo Yu.

But now, he has failed......

In the sleeves of his robe, Xun Liang's fists were clenched, and this slight force made some of the wounds on his body crack open again, and the smell of blood around his body became a little heavier.

"Don't worry, junior brother, even if you can't fight anymore, I'm still here. Beside him, Xun Zhao suddenly spoke, his face was extremely calm, "For my brother, I will do my best to protect the majesty of the sect and the glory of Senior Brother Mo Yu." ”

Xun Liang paused slightly, it was precisely because he understood the persistence in his heart that he knew that Xun Zhao had made a decision in his heart, so he could persuade him back in a few words, but said: "Senior brother be careful." ”

Xun Zhao nodded, took a step and saluted respectfully, "Teacher." ”

Liubian Cheng frowned slightly, this time the Changyun Sect came prepared, and secretly did not know what kind of strength was hidden, even Xun Zhao might encounter danger. But looking at his calm face and feeling the firmness hidden under this calm, Liu Biancheng hesitated for a moment, but nodded slightly. But after all, he was not very relieved about this disciple who was gentle and tolerant on the surface, but extremely proud and affectionate in his bones, he continued to exhort, "Remember, although victory and defeat are heavy, they are far less than your life. ”

Xun Zhao's heart was slightly warm, and he said yes, but the persistence in his heart was a little heavier.

He grew up in the sect since he was a child, and the sect is his home, and he doesn't have to think about the so-called glory of the sect and the glory of my family, because these have long been integrated into his blood. Coupled with the reason of Mo Yu's junior brother, how could he allow Chang Yunzong to show off his power here.

He may not be able to win today, but he will have to fight to know the way.

He turned around, walked to the edge of the wooden platform, stepped out of the next step, and the space under his feet suddenly rippled with layers of azure water waves, the second step fell down the ripples, and the ripples formed by the first step had dissipated.

Walking in the air, he seemed to be walking on the surface of a lake, quiet, and the fluctuations of the yuan force emitted were only within one meter of his body. The simple means have already shown that his cultivation in the Great Spirit Infant Realm, and his mastery of the Yuan Force of Heaven and Earth is even more accurate to an unimaginable realm.

After more than ten steps in a row, Xun Zhao landed on the stone platform, calmly bowed his hand, and said, "Four Seasons Sect, Xun Zhao." ”

His voice fell, and there was a sudden burst of cheers from the audience!

"Good means!"

"The control of the Heaven and Earth Yuan Force is so accurate, it is definitely not something that ordinary Great Spirit Infant Realm cultivators can do, this Xun Zhao cultivation is definitely not under that Xun Liang!"

"It's another powerful fifth-order disciple, the Four Seasons Sect has a profound heritage that is unimaginable, although the performance of the Changyun Sect is strong, but today is not the worst, and the victory or defeat is still difficult to distinguish!"

"Just the battle between the disciples of the two sects, the excitement and intensity have far surpassed the previous sect competition!"

The Four Seasons Sect has suffered two defeats in succession, and the reputation of the sect has been greatly affected, and the morale of the sect has fallen to the bottom. Xun Zhao didn't like to be ostentatious, but he had to redeem some of the majesty of the sect in this way, so that the disciples of the sect could regain their confidence.

"Senior Brother Xun Zhao will win!"

"The Four Seasons Sect will win!"

"Come on, senior brother!"

The decadence on the faces of many sect disciples was swept away, and they shouted again, their eyes full of excitement and expectation.

Xun Zhao is the most prestigious of all the disciples of the Four Seasons Sect, not only because he is generous and gentle, and has a lot of guidance to many sect disciples, but also because of his amazing talent and absolutely powerful cultivation.

Before Mo Yu appeared, he was already the undoubted number one powerhouse among the disciples of the sect, and even the Heavenly Punishment Peak Xunliang considered himself not to be his opponent. In the past, no one knew how strong Xun Zhao's cultivation was, but now that he has broken through to the Great Spirit Infant Realm, his cultivation must be even more terrifying! Therefore, in the hearts of all the disciples of the Four Seasons Sect, he is the one who is most likely to defeat the Changyun Sect and restore the majesty of the sect! Only he can use this simplest way to make them regain their confidence!

Hearing the cheers behind him, Xun Zhao's expression became more and more calm, but his heart gradually tightened. Because he understood that this method could temporarily revive the morale of the sect and make the eyes of the monks of all sides reawaken, but it was based on the fact that he must win. If he is defeated, the morale of the sect will collapse completely...... More importantly, the sect no longer has a disciple who can continue to fight behind him.

So he can't be defeated!

Xun Zhao looked at his opponent and suddenly said, "You are very strong, but defeating Senior Brother Xun Liang has exhausted all your means, so you are not my opponent." You didn't continue to attack Senior Brother Xun Liang after the worst, so I gave you the opportunity to take the initiative to admit defeat. ”

Jian Ce hesitated, and he turned to leave. As Xun Zhao said, all his strength has been exhausted, and the reason why he can still stand now is only supported by his strong body. But even if he was physically strong, after being seriously injured, the pain between his movements would not be reduced by the slightest, so he was very slow. But at such a slow pace, until he reached the edge of the stone platform, there was still not a single monk in the direction of Changyun Sect.

Feeling this combing and indifference, the surrounding monks were slightly stunned, and they didn't know why they let the people of the Changyun Sect treat a true disciple who had just fought desperately to win for the sect with such an attitude. But soon, the fast-thinking monk thought of what Xun Zhao had just said, and his body couldn't help but stiffen slightly, and his eyes vibrate. If that's the case, Chang Yunzong ...... He actually wanted to lose all the outstanding disciples of the Four Seasons Sect here!

Standing on the edge of the stone platform four or five meters high, Jian Ce frowned slightly, and after making sure that no one would come to answer him, he jumped down without hesitating for too long. With a "snap", the soles of his feet fell to the ground, and this impact was not enough to cause him any damage on weekdays, but at this moment, it could affect most of the injuries in his body, so that the wounds on his body that were barely tense and did not continue to bleed opened again, and the red blood on his robe continued to grow, and the intense pain made his face instantly pale and no longer bloodless.

His body shook, and Jian Ce did not fall, he took a few gasps and walked forward, but the ground below him was already stained with a large amount of blood. Under the gaze of the monks, he walked step by step to the wooden platform, walked up the steps, and bowed his hand. Behind him, drops of scarlet blood were linked, forming a blood-colored path. He returned silently along this bloody path, only to be greeted by countless incomprehensible, indifferent, and angry glances.

Tao Li's face was gloomy, looking at his bloody appearance, his eyebrows were full of coldness, "What are you doing?"

Jian Ce was silent for a moment, and said bluntly: "You want me to win, and I have won." ”