Zhou Xuanji stepped on Zhao Congjian's chest, looked down at him, and said, "Defeat me, you are not wronged." ”

As soon as the words fell, his right foot was forced, and Zhao Congjian completely fell down.

His vision was the same as the previous Northern Zhou Wind Sword, and Zhou Xuanji was getting higher and smaller in his eyes.

Unlike the Northern Zhou Wind Sword, he was no longer able to fight back.

Zhou Xuanji's stormy attack before, cutting off all his meridians, his spiritual power was cut off, and he was unable to stabilize his body in the air.

The sword cultivators on all floors watched Zhao Congjian fall in amazement.

Although it was not as powerful as when the Northern Zhou Wind Sword fell, the fall of Zhao Congjian at this moment gave them a spiritual shock.

It was as if they had seen a god fall.

The three swords are invincible Zhao Congjian, and the emperor can climb through the ages!

After all, he was defeated by the unparalleled Zhou Sword God in the world.

Zhao Congjian was like a leather ball, smashing on the iron frame, and finally pounced and landed on the stone platform.

Blood flowed down his body, and he looked up in a pool of blood, vaguely, he could see Zhou Xuanji's divine sword, but he couldn't see it.

"I'm defeated...... Defeated......"

Zhao Congjian was confused, he felt that his eyelids were very heavy, and his sleepiness was like a tide.

Before his consciousness could dissipate, a memory came to his mind.

It was his father talking to him in bed when he was injured when he was young.

"From the sword, there are people outside the world in this world, there is a sky outside the sky, your talent is eternal, don't force yourself, you must know how to do it naturally. ”

"Daddy, can't you become the strongest even if you practice your sword to the peak?"

"Perhaps, but you have to reach the pinnacle of kendo and become a god of swords to be qualified to explore this question. ”

"Is there really a sword god in this world?"

"You will meet, maybe you will become a sword god. ”

......

Zhao Congjian showed a bitter smile, and finally fainted amid the shouts of millions of people.

Following the Northern Zhou Feng Sword, the three swords invincible Zhao Congjian was defeated again.

And it was a fiasco!

In this battle, no one could make excuses for Zhao Congjian, and he was completely defeated!

"It's too strong! It's too strong! Today, apart from the Sword Emperor, who else can compete with Zhou Sword God in the way of the sword?"

"How the hell did he do it?"

"Even if those swords are used as magic weapons, it is impossible for them to perform their own swordsmanship, do they all have spirits?"

"It's really a sword god!"

"I'm afraid that even the Great Zhou Sword Emperor can't control so many swords, at most he will move all the swords to stab in the unified direction. ”

"From today on, Zhou Jianshen is my target!"

The spectators exclaimed excitedly, not long after the sword debate began, the two favorites both lost miserably, both lost consciousness, and their lives and deaths were unknown, which was really something that no one expected.

Zhou Xuanji stood on the top floor, looked down, and said proudly: "Who else dares to come up?"

Just defeated Zhao Congjian strongly, who dares to challenge him now?

The sword cultivators came back to their senses and continued to look for their old opponents with a tacit understanding.

Zhou Xuanji secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Facing Zhao Congjian, he almost exhausted his spiritual power.

At this moment, he seems to be in high spirits, but in fact he is a little weak.

He stood in place, surrounded by the Excalibur, and began to regain his spiritual power.

He didn't dare to eat the elixir, because as long as he ate any supplies in the Sword Discussion Conference, he would be disqualified.

He didn't have any Qi cultivation, so wouldn't that be a clear sign to others that he lacked spiritual energy?

"I hope you slow down. ”

Zhou Xuanji thought silently, he turned his head to look, and his eyes fell on Xiao Jiang Xue on the edge of the stone platform.

He winked at little Jiang Xue.

Although they are hundreds of meters apart, Xiao Jiang Xue is a foundation realm cultivator, and her eyesight is superhuman, and she can see it at a glance.

She smiled sweetly and looked very happy.

Zhang Ruyu, who was standing next to the Northern Owl Wang Jian, wailed: "Seniors are seniors, majestic and flirtatious, models!"

When everyone heard this, they all laughed.

Xiao Jiang Xue blushed shyly, but her eyes never left Zhou Xuanji.

She suddenly felt that Zhou Xuanji had grown up.

Although she has always relied on Zhou Xuanji, the current Zhou Xuanji makes her feel indescribable.

Seeing this kid grow from two years old to such a majestic one, she was sweet in her heart at the same time, but also a little proud.

At the beginning, it was she who picked up Zhou Xuanji by the river.

It was she who cooked every day and raised him so big.

There were many women screaming around, and they thought that Zhou Xuanji was watching them.

Xiao Jiang Xue pursed her lips, snorted softly, and said in her heart: "He is my mystery, you can only think about it!"

Sect Xie's disciples carried Zhao Congjian down to heal his wounds, and of course he was the only one who could have such treatment.

As time passed, sword cultivators continued to be eliminated.

Only Zhou Xuanji has been standing proudly on the top floor, calmly overlooking the bottom, like a king sitting and watching the tiger fight.

Little by little, his spiritual power was recovering.

The recovery effect of the Sword Qi Golden Body Technique is very strong, at least in this Sword Conference, in terms of spiritual power recovery speed, no one can compare to him.

He guessed that the sword qi golden body technique might be an earth-grade technique, or even a heavenly product?

He wasn't sure, so he asked the sword spirit, and the sword spirit also said that he couldn't study it.

Most of the time the sword spirit is reliable, but sometimes it can be unreliable.

Of course, he suspected that the sword spirit might be deliberately concealed.

Just like playing a game, you need to reach a certain level to open up more information and features.

Although he stood still, he still caught the attention of most people.

There was no way, his previous battles with the Northern Zhou Fengjian and Zhao Congjian were too exciting, and compared to them, the battles of other people made the spectators feel bored.

"Zhou Jianshen! Eliminate them in one fell swoop!"

I don't know which rooster suddenly screamed, and the sound was very penetrating, causing a commotion among the people around him.

And then......

More and more people shouted, hoping that Zhou Xuanji would stop watching the battle.

After defeating Zhao Congjian, the victory is decided, so why waste time?

Zhou Xuanji's face was cold, and he complained bitterly in his heart, isn't it good to let you watch more plays?

Seeing that more and more people began to coax, he felt that he could not watch any more.

Otherwise, it will damage the prestige of Zhou Sword God!

He immediately mobilized the Blood Sword and swept down.

In the current situation, he can only rely on the Bloody Sword.

The more bloodsuck, the stronger the Sword Master!

The Blood Sword has been upgraded to gold and flies extremely fast.

A sword cultivator who was fighting was pierced by it before he could react, absorbing the blood.

Zhou Xuanji controlled it very well, avoided its vital points, and only let Jian Xiu suffer some injuries to his muscles and bones.

In less than a moment, he had beheaded eight sword cultivators, causing millions of spectators to be excited, and the atmosphere was jubilant again.

Zhou Xuanji felt that his qi and blood, physical strength, and spiritual power began to recover rapidly.

This speed......

It's so cool!

It deserves to be his strongest divine sword at the moment!

At the same time, on the stone platform.

An Elder of the Xie Sect walked up to Xie Wuwu and said in a low voice, "Sect Master, with his talent, if he enters the Sword Pavilion for three days......"

When Xie Wuwu heard this, his face changed drastically.

The other elders too.

At the beginning, Zhou Xuanji only relied on a small pillar of incense to learn the high-level thirty-six jade sword of Xuanpin.

If you give him three days......

Aren't you going to learn the Sword Pavilion empty?