Chapter 874: Quasi-Sword Sovereign

The fight that followed was an eye-opener for many.

Many people at the peak of Tianzun have the idea that "So Tianzun can still be so strong".

The five people did not become mediocre because of the number of people, but because all five of them showed extraordinary levels, they became incomparable.

Wu Ziming, who was the least favored, persisted for a long time and was eliminated after a dazzling performance.

"He does have the strength to fight me." Jiang Chenxin said.

The last time Wu Ziming came to call for battle, he didn't take it seriously, but now seeing the opponent's strength, he couldn't help but change his mind.

From people's point of view, the second one to be eliminated would be the Ice Spirit Tribe saintess.

Because the remaining three masked people all give people a sense of mystery, and they will not be easily defeated.

Unexpectedly, the second one to be eliminated was the swordsman who was noticed by Jiang Chen.

It didn't take the green demon to speak, Jiang Chen also knew that the sword glow was not from him.

It's not that his strength is low, it can only be said that he was unlucky, and was defeated by the man wearing the fire phoenix mask and the saint.

The reason why Jiang Chen knew that the sword glow was not him was because the opponent's sword was completely unlike him.

The remaining three fought fiercely, all kinds of splendid spiritual arts seemed to cost no money.

Quite a few people called out repeatedly to open their eyes, and they didn't come here in vain.

After a long time, the Ice Spirit Tribe saintess and the Fire Phoenix masked person failed to attack the other person at the same time, and were eliminated at the same time.

In the end, the black mask won the title of quasi-spirit emperor.

This caused a lot of commotion among the Spirit Race, and everyone wanted to find out which Spirit Race this person was.

It can't be seen from his spiritual skills at all, it doesn't look like the Eight Great Spirit Races.

But if it is an ordinary spirit race, it is impossible to cultivate such outstanding talents.

"Is it going to change?"

Many people of the older generation felt the difference in the Hall of Titles and guessed something.

"The battle of the Spirit Race is still wonderful."

"The number of strong people in our spirit race far exceeds that of the human race."

"Who is there in the human race? Song Hao, Jiang Zhe, Ning Haotian, and Jiang Chen, there are only four of them, how can they fight against our spirit race?"

The young people of the Spirit Clan couldn't help shouting as if they had been beaten to death.

Because it was the human race who showed the limelight before, which made them unhappy for a long time.

The little boxing champion is Jiang Zhe.

The little heavenly king is Jiang Chen.

The bully is Ning Haotian.

Now, the appearance of a title with three gold characters falls on the Spirit Race, which finally makes them proud.

"Jiang Chen, are you scared?"

After Wu Ziming adjusted his breath, he looked this way, his eyes were sharp, and he said, "Don't think that if you succeed in a sneak attack once, you are much better than me."

"Can't afford to lose?" Jiang Chen laughed.

"you!"

Wu Ziming hated his voice and appearance the most, and wished he could be torn apart.

"Don't worry, we have a chance to deal with him." Huo Zhengyu, who was also brilliant just now, walked over, his black eyes were cold, making people feel the chill.

As a member of the Fire Spirit Clan, he gave people such a feeling, one can imagine how much hatred he has.

"Jiang Chen, even if you can escape our test, you are doomed today." Huo Zhengyu said again.

These words made people think about it, and they looked at the Fire Phoenix mask over there.

If this person is really a spirit son of the Fire Spirit Clan, he will definitely not forgive Jiang Chen for what he did.

"I can't wait." Jiang Chen said.

This is his truth. Seeing the battle of the Spirit Race, his blood boils, and he wants to fight again.

He looked at the stone wall and murmured, "Don't let me down."

It seems that he heard his heartfelt voice, and it is impossible for him not to get the title that will appear next.

The three words loomed, and all of them were filled with bright golden light, which almost made people feel numb.

"Is the Hall of Titles malfunctioning? Has the three gold characters become the norm?"

Someone speaks the voice of most people.

Quasi Sword Master!

Immediately, people saw the content of the title clearly, and the uproar rose to the sky again.

"Crazy! Really crazy!"

A quasi-spirit emperor has just emerged, and a quasi-sword master will come soon!

While shocked, some people's eyes fell on Wang Teng who came here today to celebrate Tianling's birthday.

He was a little sword master in the past, but now, a quasi-sword master appeared, and he didn't know what he would think.

Apart from his solemn expression, Wang Teng didn't have many emotions that could be interpreted.

"Jiang Chen, draw your sword!"

Song Hao, known as the number one swordsman of the human race, let out a long roar, and was the first to come into the air.

He has been waiting, waiting for the title related to the sword to appear.

Now, Zhun Jianzun is undoubtedly the most suitable.

The title of the three gold characters, he is going to decide!

Jiang Chen didn't think too much, he rushed to the sky as if he couldn't wait, and looked at the other person in the sky playfully.

"You want me to draw the sword, don't regret it." Jiang Chen said.

"You'd better do your best. I won't show mercy. I'm going to kill you and get the ancient sword."

Song Hao said.

So far, no dead person has appeared. Judging from Song Hao's tone, it seems that he wants to be the first to strike.

"You won't be disappointed." Jiang Chen looked forward to seeing him carrying the sword on his back.

"This competition did not say that only you human races will come."

"Don't talk like it's your one-man show."

Someone from the Spirit Race also came up.

What is surprising is that there are familiar faces from just now.

For example, the masked man holding the sword, Huo Zhengyu and Wu Ziming.

In addition, one of the three masked men who hadn't done anything just now came up, and it was the guy wearing the pure white mask.

It is also one of the objects of Jiang Chen's suspicion.

After elimination, the person with the pure black mask just now was not a swordsman, so there were only two people left.

This one in front of me, and that woman wearing a petal mask.

This is a duel of swordsmen, and the woman didn't play, which means she doesn't know how to use a sword.

Well, the answer is already there.

"Although you also use swords, you shouldn't come up." Song Hao looked at Huo Zhengyu and Wu Ziming, dissatisfied.

"Brother Song, you know our purpose." Wu Ziming said.

"I won't let the honor of killing Jiang Chen fall on you." Huo Zhengyu also said.

The respect for Song Hao can be heard from the tone of these two people.

Song Hao is a human race, with such prestige, no wonder he is called the number one swordsman.

Now, Song Hao and the two top figures of the Lingzu are about to attack Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen really shouldn't be playing.

Suddenly, someone came up the high platform again, they were also a group of swordsmen, including two women, Tian Ling and Ji Yinyi.

"You?" Jiang Chen couldn't help being moved.

"We are here to compete for the title, don't treat us as a burden." Tian Ling smiled.

"Remember, we are your opponents." Ji Yinyi also said to him.

However, everyone knew that these two women came to relieve Jiang Chen's pressure.

"Jiang Chen's pressure this time is much greater than Little Heavenly King just now."

"Isn't this nonsense? Little Heavenly King has only one golden word, and Zhun Jianzun has three."