"Can Yue Zili draw his sword?" Looking at the scene in the ring, Zeng Jingheng asked this question on behalf of everyone in the audience.

The audience was silent, and almost everyone held their breath, waiting for the final moment to come.

Gu Yue'an's sword was approaching Yue Zili, who was already on the edge of the cliff, inch by inch.

The first to move was the martial spirit behind Yue Zili, who seemed to want to block the knife for Yue Zili, and leaned forward.

Then, just for a moment, this martial spirit turned into nothingness directly under Gu Yue'an's slooming and awe-inspiring sword.

In an instant, the audience screamed, although Yue Zili's limelight in the capital had long been seized by Gu Yue'an, but in the end there were still many girls who coveted his appearance who were obsessed with him, although these people didn't know any martial arts at all, but it could also be seen that Yue Zili had reached the most dangerous moment.

They were all waiting for Yue Zili to draw his sword out, but at that moment, when Gu Yue'an's blade mercilessly tore apart Yue Zili's martial spirit.

They were desperate, because even if they were ignorant, they knew that the foundation of a martial artist's strength was his own martial arts cultivation, and second, his martial spirit.

Now that Yue Zili's martial spirits have been torn apart, can he still have a chance to draw his sword?

The answer is, no way.

The answer was revealed in the next breath, Yue Zili couldn't draw his sword, and his whole person was completely forced out of the ring under Gu Yue'an's unstoppable sword.

He's going to lose.

"It's a pity......" Zeng Jingheng sighed slightly, although he was more on Gu Yuean's side in his heart, he also hoped to see Yue Zili draw his sword.

The martial arts battle lies in the repeated tricks, but also in never giving up until the last moment, and more importantly, in being ready to fight out of the encirclement in a desperate situation at any time.

The reason why he has such a good impression of Gu Yue'an is that on the one hand, he has the help of Gu Yue'an to get to where he is today, and on the other hand, it is also because Gu Yue'an is the purest martial artist.

Yue Zi Li......

"Wait...... Wait a minute!" Zeng Jingheng looked at the top of the ring, or rather, outside the ring.

Yue Zili, who had already withdrawn from the ring, suddenly, all of a sudden, flew high into the sky like a bird.

At that moment, many people thought of different things.

Gu Yue'an and Liu Rusheng, who was watching the battle from the audience, thought of the young man who was also from the Immortal Sword Sect and flew high in a desperate situation.

The disciples and elders of the Immortal Sword Sect in the audience showed unbearable expressions.

Most of the people were dazed, including the girls who had been screaming before.

And a young swordsman with a sword in his right hand, looking at the person who had already soared high in the sky, remembered what happened many years ago.

Many years ago, the Immortal Sword Sect, the Great Competition in the Sect, the last game, was he against this person, when his fast sword was broken, he fell into a desperate situation, and the moment he was forced out of the ring, he chose to fly high, but in the end he failed to succeed, and was blocked by this person with a sword like autumn water, and he was also saved.

Afterwards, the man said to him, "I envy you." ”

He didn't understand, and rarely raised his head and asked, "Envy?"

"I've never been cornered. ”

So...... Is this the desperate situation you're looking for?

The immortals caressed my top, and my hair was immortalized.

Immortal Sword.

Seeing this start, Gu Yue'an already knew that this was the immortal sword, but he didn't expect that Yue Zili didn't learn him, but went to learn another guy.

"Is this really necessary?" he muttered to himself, clenching his knife and looking at the sky, waiting for the moment when Yue Zili fell.

It's just that the next situation was a little unexpected for him.

Yue Zili didn't fall, he was in the sky, slowly opened his arms, and then, his sword, suddenly levitated.

The moment his sword rose above his head, he didn't know if it was Gu Yue'an's illusion, he felt that Yue Zili's momentum had become completely different in vain.

If he was a mortal before, then at that moment, he seemed to have transformed into an immortal in an instant.

The immortal stroked my top, did he really become an immortal?

"Open the !!" Yue Zili suddenly let out a clear roar, and the long sword above his head, under the influence of an unpredictable force, actually slowly, split out a second sword from one sword.

There was an exclamation in the crowd, and even Zeng Jingheng was shocked, because he had never seen such a secret technique, what was this?

And that's not all, after the second sword, there is the third, the fourth, and the fifth.

The swords were split, but they didn't give people the slightest feeling of being light and fluttering, but one was heavier than the other, and the other was more quaint than the other, just looking at those swords, I already felt as if there was a mountain of pressure pressing down from the sky, not to mention, it really flew down from the sky......

"It's finally getting started. Under the ring, among the two hats, the hatsman who was more breathless saw this scene, but he breathed a sigh of relief, "I really don't know why the emperor had to do so many things before, wouldn't it be good to use this trick directly?" These ordinary people, I'm afraid they are all stupid, thinking that the emperor's martial spirit will lose if he loses, who doesn't know what is the really powerful Raushzi martial spirit in this world, the supreme sword is the real heavenly manification, let this Gu Yue'an who doesn't know what to do is the first soul under this sword, to wake up the world!" ”

"Silence!" the other hat-taker seemed impatient to hear this, and said flatly, "Look carefully, why did Yue Zi do that before leaving." ”

The hat-taker, who had been stopped, choked and looked up at the sky, but immediately shouted again: "Ninth, tenth, eleventh......"

"Twelfth! Twelve! The sword opens twelve cities, the emperor used to be able to open nine cities with a sword, but now it is ......"

"The sword opened the twelve cities, it is amazing. At the same time, in the Accord, the man looked at the twelve long swords suspended in the sky and asked the girl on the side, "In the past two hundred years, how many cities has the Emperor of the Baiyujing Sword Pavilion opened at most?"

"In the thirteenth year of Jingyu, Mu Sanqiu, the twenty-fourth generation emperor of the Sword Pavilion, opened the eleventh city of the sword, which was the best in two hundred years. The girl on the side replied without thinking about it.

"It seems that this is the best in two hundred years, and today it is about to be replaced by Yue Zili. The man chuckled, "Bai Yujing in the sky, five cities on the twelfth floor, now, Gu Yue'an is afraid that it will be difficult to do, right?"

Gu Yue'an looked at the twelve simple long swords lined up in the sky, they shone brightly under the rising sun, thick and heavy like twelve city towers.

He thought of the poem as well, but it was all in its entirety.

White Yujing in the sky, five cities on the twelfth floor.

The immortals caressed my top, and my hair was immortalized.

The immortal sword turned out to be not a swordsmanship of death and lifelessness, but a real immortal swordsmanship, because this sword is to open the gate of heaven.

Now, the gate of heaven has been opened, Yue Zi is in the sky, he is an immortal, and behind him is the fairy world.

This is all that Gu Yuean has to face this time.

So, come on.