The sloppy Taoist said something profound. All of us looked at him. Brother Gu asked, "Xiao Luo, is that person holding a two-handed sword very strong?"

"This senior brother is called Chiren. His ancestors were from Maoshan Sect. It is said that there was an old man in their family. He had been an elder of Maoshan Sect before. Later, he went down the mountain to spread his branches and leaves in northern Anhui. He was a first-class cultivation family in northern Anhui. He has a strong position in the entire world. Jimian's strength is still very strong. It can be said that he is the most threatening person who is fighting for the top leader with Chilang except me." The sloppy Taoist looked at the little Taoist named Chiren.

I patted the sloppy Taoist priest on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Lao Luo, you are becoming more and more confident. It seems that you are sure to persevere until the final battle with Chilang."

"I am not confident, but I think that I and Jilang will fight after all. When he threw the broken sword in front of me, I swear that I must not let anyone underestimate it. Although I have no background and have a good family background, I am unyielding and ambitious, but I can kill all the world's wanderings. Although I am an ant, I have a lofty ambition. I want them to see that although I have nothing, I am not worse than anyone!" said the sloppy Taoist priest with a solemn expression.

"Little Luo, good, I just like your temper. Everyone has a life. As long as they don't die, they have to do it to the end!" Brother Gu was so passionate about being said by the sloppy Taoist priest.

As we were talking, Ji Lang and Ji Ren on the ring were ready to take action.

These two people are very interesting. They both know that the other party is difficult to deal with, so neither of them takes action first.

Because the party who started to attack might reveal flaws, the two of them stared at each other, and no one planned to take action first.

Everyone standing under the ring held their breath and stared at them with their eyes.

The atmosphere felt a little depressed inexplicably.

The Taoist Priest Qingyi on the side of the ring couldn't help but said angrily: "You two haven't done anything yet. Are you going to wait to starve the other to death?"

The words of Taoist Priest Qingyi almost made me laugh, and many of the people who watched the striking battle laughed out loud.

I don’t know when, many female disciples of Maoshan Sect came under the ring, their eyes shining brightly, and they looked at Ji Lang standing on the ring without turning around.

"Senior Brother Chilang, come on, you are the best." A female disciple was already shouting loudly.

The atmosphere has been set off here, and if these two people don’t take action, they will feel a little embarrassed.

First, Na Chiren looked at Chilang and said, "Junior Brother Chilang, then I'll do it first."

"Senior Brother Chiren, please!" Chilang said, putting the sword box on his body directly on the ground, and gently patted it with his hand. The sword box made a "crack" sound and opened it directly. Then we saw that there were nine swords in his sword box, each of which was an excellent magic weapon, all of which were the works of the master of sword making.

However, no matter how good his magic weapon is, it is still far behind my Victory Sword.

My sword is the only treasure in thousands.

As he spoke, Chiren held the sword in his hand, and made a mistake in his steps and ran straight towards Chilang.

When he waved the magic sword, the sword seemed to have the sound of a dragon roaring, roaring in everyone's ears.

Especially with his exquisite body movements, he came to Jilang's side in the blink of an eye.

When Chi Lang faced such a master, he didn't dare to be careless. When he saw Ji Nian coming, he slapped the sword box and suddenly a silver-white magic sword fell into his hand. He handed it out, just blocking the magic sword that Ji Ren slashed.

In an instant, the two of them fought each other. When they started, they were like opening an iron shop, dinging and dinging.

Both of them had a very fast body movement. They had already fought for more than a dozen moves in a few minutes.

Kasan looked at the thought-provoking sword and suddenly said, "His two-handed sword is good, and he looks at some tricks."

"Yes, it is rumored that Chiren's ancestor, the elder of Maoshan Sect, was particularly good at using two-handed swords. This method was the best in the world. It is said that at that time, few people in Maoshan Sect could block his magic sword, and they also had very powerful killing moves. They were also the elder with the highest cultivation level of Maoshan Sect at that time." The sloppy Taoist said to us.

No wonder that Ji Lang is so vigilant. Good guy, they are all descendants of famous families, and they are going to meet the opponent.

The two on the stage fought faster and faster, and kept wandering. Although it looked very exciting, I knew that they had no intention of making a killer move.

This is the rhythm of fighting for three hundred rounds.

The people under the ring all widened their eyes, looking at the two people fighting on the ring, a little Taoist nun not far away, covering her mouth excitedly, looking very worried.

In this way, after about ten minutes, when I was almost losing patience, the killer move that Jilang began to use first.

He first threw the silver-white magic sword in his hand towards the direction of Chiren with one sword.

Ji Ren naturally blocked it with the magic sword in his hand.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ji Lang flashed to his sword box, and then he slapped the sword box, and three magic swords jumped out of the sword box and made a green sound.

After the three magic swords jumped out of the sword box, they floated directly in the air.

But when Jilang saw him pinching his hands with his hands, the three magic swords suddenly made a sound of breaking through the air, and all shot towards Jiren.

Facing the magic sword that Chiren hit, he not only did not retreat at all, but also rushed towards Chilang.

Seeing the three swords of Chilang floating above his head, I said in surprise: "Damn, the nine swords in that guy Chilang's sword box are all flying swords, right? How can it still float above his head?"

"Angkor, that's not a flying sword, it's just a magic trick to temporarily float in the air. How long can't I last? I know there are two flying swords in this world, one in Longhu Mountain and the other in the hands of the sword god Li Zejian." Kasan looked at me and said.

"Who is Li Zejian?" Brother Gu said curiously.

"The last one of Yu Han's little-bright swords, known as the sword god Li Zejian, has a flying sword in his hand. It is very powerful and can shuttle between the crowd. Relying on his thoughts to seize people's heads is like taking objects." Kasan said again.

"Damn, it's so amazing. One day, you kid will take me to see this boss, and I will learn a few tricks from him." Brother Gu said excitedly.
Chapter completed!