1270. Chapter 1270 Sealing the Sword for Ten Years

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Dao Dao Jian Mang seems to be unable to hold on to the surrounding space barriers, but fortunately, this was set up by the strong outsiders after all, and it is not so easy to destroy it.

Finally, in the void, the two figures separated directly.

"Who won?"

Because the strengths of the two are too close, and the cultivation base is much higher than that of everyone, except for a very few people, many people can't even see clearly how the two fight.

Seeing the two sides separate at this moment, each of them immediately showed curiosity.

Looking carefully, Conte's outfit was damaged in many places, and blood flowed down the wound. Especially the wound on the left arm extending directly to the shoulder is even more shocking!

On the other side, Qiu Yiren's sideburns were only slightly disheveled, without any damage.

"Conte lost?"

This scene made everyone around frown slightly.

Especially on the side of Spirit Sword Pavilion, Bai Jian's eyes were even more downcast, while the other disciples were in complicated moods.

"No! The two haven't decided yet!"

Suddenly, old man Tianji spoke in a low voice, and everyone was slightly taken aback when they heard it.

Then they discovered that although Conte was injured, the breath in his whole body did not drop but rose!

At the same time, Qiuyi's aura also increased!

The sword intent of the two turned into substance! Condensed in the void!

"It seems that after this move, who is the number one swordsman of the younger generation in the Southwest Star Region, we must draw a conclusion!"

One side is the Lingjian Pavilion, and the other is Bishuixuan. Logically speaking, Bishuixuan is stronger! But Spirit Sword Pavilion is a sect that specializes in kendo.

So it is difficult for everyone to draw conclusions at this moment.

"Qiu Yiren! If this move fails to defeat you, I will seal my sword for ten years, and I will challenge you again after ten years!"

Suddenly, in the void, Conte raised his head, and two sharp rays shot out from his eyes.

Seal the sword for ten years!

Everyone gasped! Obviously they all heard Conte's belief!

If this battle is lost, the sword will be sealed for ten years! Ten years later, he came back to challenge again!

Perhaps many people don't know much about Conte, at most they know that he is a peerless evildoer on the list. But at this time, everyone including Li Ye had a new understanding of him!

"This person is a generation of sword idiots! Only the sword is in his heart! Everything else is not on his mind."

Maybe many people are very important to winning and losing, and they are extremely persistent, but in Li Ye's view, Conte doesn't care about winning or losing. What he has in his heart is just a pursuit of swordsmanship!

Qiu Yiren didn't respond, but Li Ye felt her seemingly slender body faintly burst out with a terrifying sword intent that almost suppressed Conti!

There were no gorgeous moves, but then everyone saw that Conte opened his mouth and blood spurted out, and his whole body exploded, blood flowing horizontally!

But what was even more surprising was that this time, Qiu Yiren was not as calm as before, and the three-foot green blade in his hand broke into two pieces.

"How does this count as victory or defeat?"

A group of people were dumbfounded.

Although Conti looked seriously injured, Qiu Yiren's sword was broken!

Not to mention them, even many semi-respected powerhouses are showing embarrassment at this moment.

Who is the winner? From their point of view, this result is really difficult to judge.

Li Ye's eyes fell on Qiu Yiren.

Although Pretty Face Frost has always been like this, but after careful attention, it can be seen that Qiu Yiren's breathing has been disrupted at this time, and her face is much less pale.

However, under her usual cold expression, it is difficult for people to notice.

"I lost, ten years later, I will challenge you again!"

Just when everyone was unable to judge, Conte suddenly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said loudly.

"Junior Brother Kong!"

"Junior brother! No way!"

"Junior brother! You are stupid! This is clearly your victory!"

A group of people in Spirit Sword Pavilion shouted all of a sudden, they couldn't understand why Conti would suddenly take the initiative to admit defeat!

Including Qiu Yiren, they raised their heads slightly and glanced at him.

"To lose is to lose, and I, Conte, can still afford to lose!"

"Brother!"

Suddenly, there was a deep cold shout, and everyone looked, it was Bai Jian, the eldest disciple of Spirit Sword Pavilion. At this moment, his eyes were deep, and there was some kind of terrifying light faintly exuding. He could only hear him say, "You should be the winner of this battle! Her sword is broken!"

When everyone heard it, they all nodded slightly.

"Fairy Qiu's sword is broken. The so-called sword is in the person. Now, as a sword cultivator, even the sword is broken, he must be defeated! Compared with all the seniors present, you can see this."

Many people nodded subconsciously.

Bai Jian's words made sense, but he felt something was wrong.

Li Ye's eyes fell on the sword in Conti's hand.

"Senior brother, I am the one who lost this battle! The reason why Fairy Qiu's sword was broken was because what I was holding was the holy weapon that my master taught me! It was not because of me."

Since even Conte himself said so, no matter how dissatisfied everyone in Lingjian Pavilion is, it is useless.

It can only be seen that everyone in Lingjian Pavilion is quite dissatisfied with Conte's stupid approach!

This battle made many people remember Conte! Compared with the halo of Spirit Sword Pavilion and Sword Spirit Body that he used to have on him, everyone's opinion of him has obviously changed now.

Everyone's ranking has not changed for the time being, but once again, it's someone's turn to make a choice!

Either challenge upwards, or give up!

Everyone's eyes fell on the next person after Conte.

In an instant, many people's eyes flickered slightly strangely.

Deadly scholar!

On Wenxinyuan's side, everyone's expressions froze, and Grandma Feng and the others had even more complex expressions.

"The life-killing scholar, this person is an abandoned student of Wenxinyuan. If he can set foot in the top ten seats now, he will undoubtedly slap Wenxinyuan in the face! Even if the challenge is unsuccessful, such a genius was directly rejected by Wenxinyuan. If you reject it, it can be regarded as a strange story in the world!"

Suddenly, someone whispered and laughed. You must know that many people have already inquired about the origin of the life-killing scholar. After learning about the incident back then, many people even secretly laughed at Wen Xinyuan's blindness!

Without any doubts, the deadly scholar stepped forward, obviously ready to challenge.

As for the target of his challenge, everyone had already expected it.

It's just that the eyes of everyone in Wenxinyuan are not so good-looking!

"Tan Xin! The deadly scholar wants to challenge Tan Xin!"

"It is rumored that it was because of Tan Xianzi that the life-threatening scholar was expelled from Wenxinyuan! Now, is it a shame?"

Looking at the choice of the deadly scholar, many people are very interested, interested in how everyone in Wenxinyuan will feel at this moment!

If it hadn't been for driving away the life-threatening scholar back then, Wenxinyuan even hoped that two disciples would enter the top ten seats!