Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman

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"Your sword skill is divine, I am no match for you."

Only after three exchanges, the sea tribe's superfluous son-in-law unhesitatingly drew back and said without looking back, "I admire you, I admit defeat."

Before he finished his words, he had already directly flown away from the Sword Talking Peak.

Li Zailin, the fourth elder of the Indefinite Flying Sword Sect, did not even react at the first moment.

Just this ......

Won?

He had a tasteless expression on his face.

He looked at the undefined flying sword suspended in front of him and had a feeling that he would pull Ding Sanshi, who had already flown back to the pumice seat in Baiyun City, back for another 300 rounds of battle.

On the surrounding floating stones, the major participating sword dao forces and the spectators who came from all over the continent were in an uproar.

This is the opening battle of the Sword Discourse Conference.

Wasn't it because of the bloodthirsty battle, the skills that amazed the four seats, causing the entire sword discussion conference ratings frenzy?

What's going on now?

It was over in three moves?

Lin Beichen was also dumbfounded.

Old Ding you thick eyebrows ...... no, you thieving guy, but ...... really came to a tumultuous operation.

Now Lin Beichen a little not surprised why old Ding can hook up with the Western Sea Court Princess of the Shanghai tribe also provoked the action of a sword genius like Lu Guanhai - this old guy's routine is really tawdry.

"No shame."

Baiyun City Lord Chu Yunsun looked at Ding Sanshi, who had fled back, with contempt and disdain in his eyes.

This battle really disgraced Baiyun City's face.

Ding Sanshi held his heart and soul inwardly, drooping his eyelids, not even looking at him, as if he was an old monk in meditation.

Chu Yunsun coldly snorted and rose long.

He was going to fight personally.

"In this battle, I'll trouble the head of the Xiao Ran Academy to fight."

Lu Guanhai suddenly spoke.

The head of the Wind Discipline Academy, Xiao Ran, slowly got up and said, "As ordered."

With a flash of his body, he turned into a stream of light, swept up from the floating stone and landed on the irregularly cross-sectioned ring of the Sword Discourse Peak.

His opponent was still the Fourth Elder of the Undying Flying Sword Sect, Li Zailin.

According to the rules of the Sword Discourse Conference, the so-called group battles were not fought five games one-on-one.

Rather, two teams fought on the Sword Discourse Peak until all the members of one of the teams were defeated before they were considered complete winners.

If Li Zailin could sweep the entire White Cloud City Battle Team of all five sword powerhouses by himself, it would mean that the White Cloud City Battle Team was eliminated and the Undying Flying Sword Sect advanced to the next round.

"White Cloud City Wind Discipline Courtyard Xiao Ran."

The head of the Xiao courtyard, with his magnificent posture and handsome appearance, bowed his hand, and his selling face was much more outstanding than Ding Sanshi: "Elder Li, please enlighten me."

"Please."

Li Zailin's arms draped over his left and right hips, and his five fingers spread out.

The fingers moved.

Ding ding ding ding!

A series of dense sparks were brilliantly released on the peak of the sword discussion.

As the small, middle and ring fingers of Li Zailin's left and right hands all moved, six amorphous flying swords arranged layers of sword curtains in front of him, finally causing Xiao Ran's strongest sword, when it was still ten meters away from him, to finally run out of force and his qi scattered ......

"Poof."

Xiao Ran spurted out a blood arrow from his mouth, and his body staggered to the ground.

Not only was his sword momentum broken, he was also disrupted by the recoil force coming from the opponent's sword curtain, disrupting his Xuan Qi and injuring his internal organs.

With the [Flowing Cloud Sword] in his hand leaning on the ground, Xiao Ran gasped sharply, forcing down the blood in his throat and said, "I'm not as good as others ...... have lost, you do it."

Li Zailin's finger moved, and urged the indefinite flying sword to shoot back, ten swords in one, instantly clang clang clang landed in the scabbard behind him, said: "You are more than a hundred times stronger than that Ding Sanshi, counted as a real swordsman, but unfortunately born in Baiyun City, it is difficult for the dragon to take to the air ...... I do not kill you, you Go back."

This Wu Ding Flying Sword Sect's elder, is also a person of considerable poise.

Xiao Ran's breath gradually evened out and said, "Many thanks."

He carried his sword and went back.

Baiyun City Lord Chu Yunsun's face was gloomy, and unhappy.

Another loss for a while.

Lu Guanhai, however, got up and said, "It's hard for Courtier Xiao."

"I don't dare, I failed to win, I'm sweating like hell."

Xiao Ran bowed with a grateful face, then sat down to the side and began to adjust and heal his wounds.

Lu Guanhai pondered slightly and looked at that Honorary Elder Wei He, who was hired from the Central Empire, and was about to say something ......

Chu Yunsun said furiously: "All right, still not enough to lose face? All a group of trash, this third battle, I personally, otherwise, the tang White Cloud City is only in the first round will be eliminated!"

After saying that, his body flashed, like an instantaneous movement, appeared on the Sword Discourse Peak, a thousand meters away.

Lu Guanhai had to pay his respects to Honorary Elder Wei He rather apologetically.

The embarrassed look on the latter's face narrowed.

On the Sword Discourse Peak.

"Make your move."

There were wisps of dark red sword intent light flowing around Chu Yunsun's body, dark red light wisps that looked like hair flowing in his eyes, going forward step by step with an expression like a bloodthirsty magical beast, looking treacherous and sinister.

An indescribable and terrifying pressure, with Chu Yunsun as the center, pervaded.

"I'm only going to give you the chance to make one move."

Chu Yun Sun arrogantly said, "So, you better directly ten swords out together, let me see the rumored 'ten swords out, ghosts and gods lose' of the indefinite flying sword move, otherwise, hehehe, you will never have the chance to make another sword in your life."

A hint of anger flashed across Li Zailin's eyes.

What a wild offspring.

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