Chapter 139 Battle of the Two Swords

"It's still a bit powerful, the ancient jade eight kills - human kills!"

Jian Wuchen drank lightly, and a terrifying murderous aura filled the air, accompanied by a terrifying sword light.

This sword light hit Bu Xingkai's poisonous dragon.

boom!

The energy was radiating everywhere, and the ground was knocked out by the powerful energy. If the tables and chairs not far away were not blocked by some silver-level disciples, or even the elders, they would have been beaten into powder.

Keng!

With a shock, Bu Xingkai's spear came out of his hand, flew into the distance, and slammed into a rockery, and he himself retreated in shock, even after more than 20 steps, before he could stand still, a man from the White Tiger Courtyard The silver-level disciple moved and appeared behind Bu Xingkai, blocking Bu Xingkai's retreat.

puff!

Bu Xingkai's face changed sharply, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out, and one hand kept shaking.

Everyone saw that the sleeve on his right hand was tattered, and his arm was covered with bloodstains. Those bloodstains were like small swords that were densely packed.

"What a domineering swordsmanship, what a domineering strength."

The crowd gasped.

"Zhang Muyun, don't let these miscellaneous soldiers take action, it's a waste of my time, take action yourself! Let me see your strength."

Jian Wuchen looked at Zhang Muyun and said.

Everyone's eyes also turned to Zhang Muyun.

Now here, there is only Zhang Muyun, and Lu Ming, who is ranked first, is not there.

"Okay, I have long heard that the Qilin Academy recruits are all peerless geniuses, and even most of them are of special bloodline. When I saw it today, it really lives up to its reputation. In the past, I wanted to ask the disciples of the Qilin Academy to teach me, but I couldn't. Now I just happen to learn."

Zhang Muyun stepped out, his eyes like electricity.

"Brother Muyun, be careful!"

Zhuo Yirong was a little worried.

"rest assured!"

Zhang Muyun smiled slightly,

Then he walked to Jian Wuchen.

"Zhang Muyun, take action, see if you are qualified to let me draw my sword."

Jian Wuchen said indifferently, extremely confident.

"Arrogant, in the face of Zhang Muyun, how is it possible not to draw a sword?"

"How can Zhang Muyun's strength be comparable to others?"

Some disciples on the bronze list whispered and looked at Zhang Muyun with hope in their eyes.

Now, only Zhang Muyun can save the honor of the bronze list.

Zhang Muyun smiled slightly and didn't care, but the next moment, a sharp, domineering and invincible aura burst out from Zhang Muyun.

Jian Wuchen's face changed for the first time, and he seemed to whisper in disbelief: "This is... 'Potential', Jin Zhi Shi!"

Behind, the young man with the knife and the strong young man's expressions also changed.

"How is that possible? For the garbage of the four major courtyards, someone can understand the 'potential' in the martial arts realm. Damn, how is it possible?"

The young man with the knife drank unbelievably.

As a special bloodline, he did not comprehend the 'potential' even though he was high above him. It was a bit unbearable for him to be able to comprehend the 'potential' by a mere rubbish of the ordinary bloodline.

"Hey, what about the special bloodline, the bloodline of ordinary living beings also has peerless genius, and there are even some people who can awaken the bloodline of ancient beasts, far exceeding the special bloodline, what's so arrogant."

A genius on the bronze list.

Seeing the horrified expressions of several people in the Kirin Academy, the people watching the battle were greatly relieved.

Finally got a chance to refute.

The knife-wielding youth and the strong youth had gloomy expressions on their faces.

"Hmph, do you think you can become Senior Brother Jian's opponent if you understand the 'potential'? How naive."

The young man with a knife snorted coldly.

Jian Wuchen's face changed a little, then he recovered, regained his confidence, and said, "Zhang Muyun, you are indeed beyond my expectations, you are qualified to let me draw my sword, and you are also qualified to know my name, remember, My name is Jian Wuchen, and I am someone you will never surpass in your life."

boom!

At the same time as Jian Wuchen's voice fell, a sharp and indestructible aura also erupted from him.

Potential, Golden Potential!

Jian Wuchen actually understood the trend of gold.

"He... he actually understood the power of gold? How is that possible?"

"Could it be that the Qilin Academy is so strong?"

During the competition between the four academies, Lu Ming and Zhang Muyun both showed their 'power' and shocked the four academies.

But now, a young man randomly ran out of the Qilin Academy, and he actually understood the 'potential', which was really shocking.

"I know, he must be the bloodline of a special sword. I heard that the special bloodline has various magical functions. Some people can understand the 'potential' faster through the bloodline."

A silver-robed elder spoke up.

Everyone's heart froze, the special bloodline is so wonderful?

Keng!

The 'potential' of the two met in the air, and there was a sound of gold and iron clashing, and even sparks collided.

Keng! Keng!

Two sword cries sounded, and almost at the same time, the two drew their swords, and two dazzling sword qi shot up into the sky, and an extremely cold sword qi filled the entire Sword Dance Courtyard.

The two figures turned into two sword lights and rushed towards each other at the same time.

when!

With a roar, the sword qi burst out wantonly, and the sword qi swept across the ground, leaving dense sword marks.

Swish!

The figure flashed, several silver-robed elders appeared in front, and an invisible force spread out, blocking the dense sword qi.

"Four seasons swordsmanship, the autumn wind is bleak!"

"Guyu Eight Kills, God Kills!"

Two sword lights full of destructive power met in the air, and the two sword energies converged into one, rising into the sky.

bump!

Under the feet of the two, a large area of ​​the ground was hit by the sword energy and sank deeply.

when! when! when..

Then, there was an intensive confrontation, and the two started a fierce battle.

Everyone stared at the sky.

"Zhang Muyun, you will win with one move."

Everyone was looking forward to it, hoping that Zhang Muyun could pull back a game.

"No, Zhang Muyun's bloodline has erupted, but Jian Wuchen hasn't exploded."

Suddenly, a low voice came out.

Everyone was shocked. As expected, Zhang Muyun's bloodline had already exploded, and it could be said that he showed all his strength, but Jian Wuchen had not yet exploded his bloodline.

The bloodline didn't erupt, but he was able to tie Zhang Muyun to a tie. Jian Wuchen's feeling was simply unfathomable.

No one knew how much power he used.

"Jian Wuchen's exercises are definitely not Huang-level exercises, they should be Xuan-level exercises, and the true qi cultivated by Xuan-level exercises is thicker and more condensed than Huang-level exercises."

A silver-robed elder explained it to everyone.

"Furthermore, in his True Qi, there is a very strong sword power, like a sword, it should be an advantage of his bloodline."

Another silver-robed elder also explained.

Everyone suddenly realized that it was no wonder that Jian Wuchen was so strong, his true qi was stronger than Zhang Muyun.

Afterwards, my heart became cold, and I became so powerful. How can I win a battle at the same level?

Is it destined that the bronze list and the four courtyards will be discredited today?

"It's over, Guyu Eight Kills, God Kills!"

Jian Wuchen's indifferent voice sounded, and a sword light, like a flying fairy outside the sky, killed gods and beheaded demons.

(End of this chapter) Dragon King of Wandao