Chapter 41: The Sword Saint of Ershi

When the magic shield was formed, the whole audience was silent, and everyone could hear their heartbeat.

Luo Lan and Zhuolang Sword Saint walked towards the center of the duel arena.

"Brother Luo Lan, come on," Nice shouted loudly.

Loli's ears moved and immediately shook her tail and shouted happily: "Papapapa, Papa"

All the powerful people in the audience were attracted by Lori and looked at the little silver dragon silently. Everyone was thinking. Even the origin of the Sword Saint Mountain sighed secretly.

The young dragon in the holy position is terrible if you think about it.

Mrs. Anna asked in a low voice: "Catherine, how long does it take for Luo Lan to end the duel?"

Catherine thought for a while and said, "Start countdown. Ten, nine, eight..."

Many powerful people at the Saint Territory almost burst into laughter when they heard the conversation between the two people, but they all endured it, and a few people sneered disdainfully.

Luo Lan and Zhuilang Sword Saint were standing 20 meters apart.

"Luo Lan, you will always remember today." Zhuolang Sword Saint showed a cold smile, as if a butcher was about to slaughter a live pig with his hooves tied.

"You can't remember." A four-meter-long turtle bone sword appeared in Luo Lan's hand, like driving away a fly, waved it casually, and then walked towards the audience.

A Dou Qi blade that is only the size of a little finger flew out with the origin of the wind and the power of transformation.

The moment Luo Lan took action, the origin of the Sword Saint Mountain, suddenly stood up, the origin of the earth scattered, and the earth shook, like an earthquake.

Not only the original sword saint of the Sword Saint Mountain, but also the original Dharma Saint of the Royal Mage and Monard Dharma Saint.

Monard Far Saint stood up almost at the same time as the Original Sword Saint, and then dark clouds were covered in the sky and heavy rain was about to fall.

After the Blade of Fighting Qi flew out, the other powerful people in the holy position stood up together as if they heard an irresistible order. Everyone's expressions were very wonderful, with fear, surprise, confusion, and doubt...

The Blade of Dou Qi instantly pierced through the head of the Zhuilang Sword Saint and then disintegrated his body.

"Why did he leave..." The arrogant Sword Saint of Zhuolang was not afraid or afraid, and died with pure doubt.

"Two...ah, I'm slowing down." Captain Catherine suddenly laughed embarrassedly. Her voice was like an invisible slap, slapped the faces of the people who were sneering, making their faces turn red quickly.

The body of the Zhuolang Sword Saint was soon turned into tiny dust and scattered by the origin of the wind.

"What's going on, why did the people in Jiansheng Mountain die?" a viscountess screamed in disrespect.

"What the hell is wrong? Who can tell me?" A baron had not reacted yet.

"What else can happen? Lord Luo Lan killed the enemy." A little Lord who made money by selling Luo Lan Port goods clenched his fists excitedly.

After the shock, almost everyone was cold.

"What kind of secret sword is that? It's so terrible. He actually killed a Law Sword Saint at random, and it was the Law Sword Saint of the Sword Saint Mountain." A duke murmured to himself.

"Killing the Law of Sword Saint is not scary." The initial Sword Saint of the Duke family continued, "What's scary is that he has controlled the original power from beginning to end, so that the original power will not leak out, and even the original power of that sword will not leak out, and it will be exhausted while the body of the Zhuilang Sword Saint dissipates."

The chief aide of the Duke sighed: "His strength is not terrible. What is really terrible is that his forbearance is that he can control the original power so perfectly. He must have been promoted to the Original Sword Saint, but the outside world has always thought that his Law Sword Saint. Perhaps, he is already the Field Sword Saint."

"You are all wrong," another old immortal sword saint spoke, "His sword skills are not scary, his control is not scary, and even his forbearance is not scary. His terror lies in his talent and age. Even the legendary silver-haired demigod was promoted to the Original Sword Saint when he was hundreds of years old?"

Some of the people around were silent, while others were in a state of silence.

"How could this demon become a demigod?" A viscount suddenly shouted, but was knocked unconscious by the guard behind him. Catherine immediately looked there vigilantly, remembering the appearance of the viscount.

Original Dharma St. Monard murmured to himself: "It's impossible. No magic can be done at this level. It's simply impossible to explain it with magic. This is incredible... When I saw him a year ago, he was just the initial sword saint. Even if he practiced every day, every hour, every second, it wouldn't be able to be promoted to Original Sword Saint so quickly."

The Original Sword Saint, who was standing behind Emperor Adam, stared at Luo Lan tightly, with a trace of panic flashing in his eyes, as if a black shadow spread in his heart: "It's so terrible, so terrible, this kind of person is simply a disaster in the Sword Saint Mountain, no wonder the Dragon Clan is willing to help him at all costs, no wonder the Orc Empire has issued two consecutive announcements in a year, the second time is more severe than the first time, no wonder he asked us if the Sword Saint Mountain is ready..."

In this moment, the old man who was devoted to the sword had unprecedented regret in his heart.

He did not regret it by concentrating on practicing swordsmanship; he did not regret it by abandoning his wife and children as the holy sword material; he did not regret it by killing all the Earl family; he did not regret it by obtaining the qualification of the Immortal Temple. In order to insinate his friends who had been with him for many years. However, today he regretted it.

The Eth Sword Saint, who was admired by countless people in Sword Saint Mountain, regretted it.

"If I had known that he had been promoted to the Original Sword Saint, I should have stopped this duel. The duel was not Zhuolang Sword Saint, but the entire Sword Saint Mountain. I hate it. I should have killed everyone here. Unfortunately... By the way, I still have a chance. As long as I kill him and save the honor of Sword Saint Mountain, I can go directly to the semi-sacred land to practice."

The swordsman Eth's eyes lit up and he was ecstatic. Then he attached the power of his origin to Emperor Adam's ear and said a few words.

Emperor Adam thought for a moment, and finally nodded hard, gave Eth Sword Saint something, then pierced his finger and watched Eth Sword Saint leave in a hurry.

When the Ess Sword Saint left, Luo Lan's smile became stronger.

The royal magician used a sound amplification technique for Emperor Adam. Emperor Adam immediately said sadly: "This result is very unexpected, but everything is legal and reasonable. According to the laws of the Heman Empire, I declare that Count Luo Lan is the winner. Although Zhulang Sword Saint is dead, he is a strong man in the Sword Saint Mountain and has made great contributions to protecting the Heman Empire from foreign enemies. Please observe five seconds of silence."

Everyone lowered their heads, Lori was stunned, immediately lowered her head, constantly scanning the ground, wanting to know what those people were looking at.

After five seconds, an immortal sword saint behind Emperor Adam shouted angrily: "This is a trap. This is a naked murder. The origin sword saint is the murder of a poor law sword saint. This is an unfair duel. I want to sue the sword saint mountain."

Catherine stood up and said disdainfully: "If Luo Lan proposed a life-and-death duel in Sword Saint Mountain, it would be indeed a murder; but Zhulang Sword Saint himself first proposed a life-and-death duel. If you want to blame, blame him for thinking that Luo Lan is not as strong as him. If you want to blame, blame your people in Sword Saint Mountain for having a pair of dog eyes."

"A little swordsman dares to slander Sword Saint Mountain, I..."

The Immortal Sword Saint was about to draw the sword, but suddenly his whole body slit up, his hair standing upright, as if he was being targeted by a terrible monster. The sword had not changed at all, nor did he change at all, but he felt that he had obviously used all his strength but could not draw out the sword.

The immortal sword saint desperately wanted to turn his head and look at the "war beast", but the endless fear made him lose control of his body, as if he was in a nightmare, his consciousness was roaring, his soul was shouting, but his body was still motionless.

Then, he felt countless sharp blades stirring in his body, and felt his blood gushing, his body disintegrating, but he didn't feel any pain. What was happening seemed to have nothing to do with him.

"I'm going to die...I'm going to die..." The undead sword saint's eyes became darker and darker.

A cold snorted "Hmph" exploded in the mind of the Immortal Sword Saint. Then the Immortal Sword Saint felt that he had regained his freedom and subconsciously looked at Luo Lan.

Luo Lan's expression was very calm, but the Immortal Sword Saint shook his body and retreated repeatedly. Finally, he tripped over the steps and fell to the ground like an ordinary person. He couldn't get up for a long time. He no longer dared to see Luo Lan, his body was trembling, as if he was a naked beggar in the snow and ice.

The Sword Saint of the Law of the Sword Saint Mountain hurried forward, helped the Immortal Sword Saint up and asked, "What's wrong? What's wrong with you?"

"I...I..." The Immortal Sword Saint was still trembling slightly, his eyes were silent.

The Law Sword Saint immediately looked at Luo Lan and looked at the Immortal Sword Saint again, feeling extremely frightened. He had already recognized the Immortal Sword Saint's state, and only those who encountered the most cruel mental blow would do this.

"He is already disabled, crazy." The Law Sword Saint looked silently at the Immortal Sword Saint who was curled up and trembling.

Under the "Sword of Killing Intention" and "Sword of the Mind" of "Immortal Saint", the little immortal sword saint has no power to resist.

The Sword Saint and Dharma Saint present were silent and looked at the crazy Immortal Sword Saint or Luo Lan from time to time.

A chill surged in Adam's heart and his fists clenched even tighter.

Luo Lan looked around and asked calmly: "Who has any doubts? You can raise it. I believe that Emperor Adam will give you a fair result."

The whole audience was silent.

"Since I have no objection, I'll leave." Luo Lan said and turned around and wanted to leave.

"Wait." Emperor Adam the Great involuntarily spoke to stop him.

Luo Lan asked in confusion: "His Majesty Adam, are you doing anything?"

Emperor Adam glanced anxiously at the direction where the sword saint of Ers left, and then pretended to be calm and said: "Earl Luo Lan, I don't understand one thing. How could you be promoted to the Original Sword Saint in just a few years? This is a situation that has never happened in the Blue Continent."

Luo Lan smiled and said, "I didn't want to say it, but since Emperor Adam asked, I will tell the truth. It was the sword god who gave me the power."

"Hehe..." Nice suddenly laughed.

The nobles around all looked at Luo Lan with laughter and cry.

"Earl Luo Lan, don't joke." said Adam the Great.

Luo Lan said helplessly: "Your Majesty, what I tell is the truth, why don't I send you to ask the Sword God?"

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became tense.

In the Heman Empire, sending people to see the sword god and sending people to die is the same.

Emperor Adam's face darkened and was about to refute Luo Lan, Yu Guang secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the Eth Sword Saint rushing back.

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