Chu Xun thought back to Shui Wuji's sword just now, and seemed to understand the effect of the innate sword bone, that is, not only is it fast to learn the sword, but the biggest advantage should be that it can increase its power in an instant.

Chu Xun took the sword just now, compared to the explosive power of his aura operating in the nine meridians, it was obviously much more powerful than the mad demon sword.

Of course, the specifics still depend on the actual battle, and Chu Xun can't determine whether the sword just now is the strongest sword without a trace.

Then in the following time, Chu Xun watched the demon king of the mixed world, Le Xiaodie, go to the ring, she was simply too long, and her opponent didn't even go to the ring, and directly admitted defeat under the stage.

It's not hard to imagine, not to mention how strong Le Xiaodie's strength is, just by virtue of her identity as the granddaughter of the ancestor Le Buxiao, except for those Jindan elders who also have some background, who dares to really win her?

So if she wins Le Xiaodie in front of so many people, and she loses face and can't come to the stage, with her character as a demon king of the world, can she still do well afterwards?

What's more, Le Xiaodie is not a bully vase, and he is also a genius in sword cultivation, which is not something that any outer disciple can win.

Facing opponents like Le Xiaodie, Chu Xun can imagine that her opponents will be Ho's bitter gourd face.

At this moment, most people, both inside and outside the stadium, suddenly became noisy.

Chu Xun also hurriedly followed them and looked over, only to see a man and a woman on the ninety-ninth ring at the same time.

The man was handsome, but he was a little short, and the snow-white clothes on his body represented that he was a disciple of Elder Jindan.

His eyes are calm, and he has a steady air in both his form and demeanor, like a majestic mountain, and facing anything will not affect that stability.

Chu Xun's eyes narrowed slightly, such a man, no matter how he looked at it, was not simple, he was a fierce opponent.

The man suddenly opened his mouth and said with a wry smile: "I didn't expect to meet you in the first battle, and I don't know if it was my misfortune or your misfortune!"

The woman also spoke, and her voice was clear and pleasant, like the tinkling of spring water in the mountains, and it was very pleasant to listen to in her ears.

"Whoever I meet is lucky, but whoever meets me is doomed to be unlucky. ”

Although there are only two sentences, it is enough to show the woman's conceit and self-confidence.

She is very beautiful, her body is slender and outstanding, her black hair hangs down like a waterfall, and her skin is as white as mutton fat jade and shiny.

Her waist is slender and she holds it in her hand. The snow-white long skirt can't cover the long straight legs.

No matter how you look at it, her beauty is not flawed at all, like a perfect masterpiece of heaven.

If it can be compared with her beauty, two figures flashed in Chu Xun's mind, one is a boring woman with half a mask covering her face, although Chu Xun didn't see all the appearance of a boring woman, but just half a face is enough to compete with this woman in appearance.

The other is Lin Xuexin in retreat, don't look at her usually wearing a man's robe, and her hair is pulled up like a man, but her sister is radiant and can't hide her beauty.

In the discussion of the surrounding people, Chu Xun knew who the man and the woman in the No. 99 ring were.

The man's name was Zhu Chitian, a Tianjiao young man with a Swift Wind Sword Body, his father was a Jindan elder in the sect, and his mother was a Jindan Ancestor in a great cultivation immortal family in the Cloud Sword Sect.

This Zhu Chitian is usually very low-key, if someone doesn't say his name, few people know him.

One thing I have to say is that last year, he defeated five sword cultivation geniuses of the sect one after another, and it was a sensation, and his fame was still above Chen Zhilong and Shui Wuxi.

That woman was also Bai Xiaoyu, the Fire Sword Goddess who had heard the name the most since Chu Xun came to the square in the morning.

In Chu Xun's eyes, this Bai Xiaoyu is really like a name, it is all white, the clothes are white, the shoes are white, the skin is white, and the streamers that tie the hair are all white.

Boom!

A sword roar like a dragon's roar resounded, and Zhu Chitian had a long and narrow snow-white flying sword in his hand, and the blade was cold and shining, piercing people's eyes.

Brush!

His body moved, and disappeared in place, his feet seemed to be stepping on two winds, and the speed was extremely fast, leaving a string of afterimages in the ring, making it impossible to see which was the real body.

At this moment, he really seemed to have turned into a wind, that is, Chu Xun could no longer see his movements clearly with his eyes alone.

Fortunately, Chu Xun's spiritual power is huge, and all the trajectories of Zhu Chitian can be seen very clearly.

At the same time, Bai Xiaoyu in the ring also made a move, only to see a red long sword appear in her white palm, and at the moment when she held the hilt of the sword, the whole recognition temperament changed greatly, as if she had changed people.

Around her, a ray of light like a flame class evaporated, and the breath was like an erupting volcano, and the whole person Liu was like a flame goddess descending, even if it was far away from him, Chu Xun felt a heat gushing out of the ninety-nine ring.

"Could it be that those so-called sword bodies are related to a certain attribute?" Chu Xun suddenly wondered in his heart, he was not a sword body, and he didn't know much about the sword body.

But seeing the battle of the innate sword bone without a trace before, Chu Xun could feel that the water without a trace suddenly burst out with a threefold attack in his strength, and only then did he suddenly shock the old man back to vomiting blood and admit defeat.

And now, that Zhu Chitian with the Wind Sword Body is like a person and the wind, and the wind and the person are combined, completely turning into the wind, and the speed of action is really not an ordinary block, obviously related to his Wind Sword body.

Especially in the fire sword goddess Bai Xiaoyu's body, those flame-like lights emerged around her, causing the surrounding temperature to be milliliters, Chu Xun became more and more sure in his heart that these so-called sword bodies must be related to the body containing some attributes.

But these attributes are obviously related to magic powers, but why are they called sword bodies?

This made Chu Xun a little puzzled.

Thundered!

At this time, the loud noise from the ring pulled Chu Xun's thoughts back, and he looked up.

I saw that the fire sword goddess Bai Xiaoyu's clothes were fluttering, her black hair was waste, and she was holding the long sword in one hand, and the tip of the sword was against Zhu Chitian's throat.

And Zhu Chitian has his hair a little burnt, and his clothes are obviously burned by the flames, and his whole face is black like smoke.

"I lost!"

Even if he lost to the Fire Sword Goddess Bai Xiaoyu, Zhu Chitian's eyes always had a sense of stability, and he couldn't see any fluctuations or decadence.

This is really not the mental quality that ordinary people can have, if a person like Zhu Chitian becomes an enemy in the future, he will either be completely killed and never suffer in the future, otherwise it will be a big trouble, Chu Xun remembered Zhu Chitian and him in his heart.