Chapter 67 What Is Your Relationship with Jianghai Sword God?

"It's this sword technique again!"

Under the martial arts stage, Mr. Li widened his eyes and stood up from the VIP seat in excitement.

Last time when the leeches in Lishui Lake were rampant, Li Zixuan successfully injured the blood demon with the stunning sword light.

Since then, Mr. Li has also questioned her.

But Li Zixuan remained silent and refused to say more, so Mr. Li could only give up.

After all.

No matter where this sword technique came from, it was Li Zixuan's destiny and an extremely precious opportunity for cultivation. He loved his disciple so much that he naturally would not do such a dirty thing as stealing the technique.

However, what he didn't expect was.

Now that a few days have passed, Li Zixuan has used this move again, and the power has increased several times again.

"I haven't seen you for a few days, Xuanxuan has grown up again..."

Mr. Li raised his head and looked up at the gorgeous sword light in the sky, the wind was whistling, and the momentum was overwhelming like a tsunami.

In the audience, thousands of spectators watched this spectacular scene with him, their eyes wide open, their whole bodies and minds deeply shocked.

Above the sky, the sky changed strangely.

The sword intent surged like a turbulent flow, and two different sword energies collided with each other, as if two dragons were fighting, shattering the sunlight and breaking up the thick sea of ​​clouds.

In the martial arts arena, gullies and deep pits were everywhere, and the star power inscriptions at the four corners were running wildly, raising the star element curtain to protect the audience to prevent the sword energy from affecting the people around.

Crack!

Indistinctly, a subtle shattering sound was heard.

The audience looked in the direction of the sound and saw tiny cracks appearing on the guarding star power formation, as if it could break at any time!

Seeing this.

Everyone was immediately numb.

What kind of power is this?

You must know that this formation is specially used for protection.

Even the aftermath created by the innate initial realm master can be resisted for a while!

As a result, now...

I was actually shaken by these two juniors who had not yet entered the innate realm?

Outrageous!

Everyone looked at each other and was shocked in an instant.

"As expected of a genius, he is really fucking abnormal. I surrender!"

"He burst out the might of an innate strongman in the acquired realm. How can we play with him?"

Just as everyone was talking.

As the air pressure in the center of the martial arts field became higher and higher, a terrifying storm formed around the formation, and countless sword intentions burst out, madly hitting the star power barrier.

People were a little panicked on the spot.

Those sword energies were extremely terrifying. Once they rushed out, they would definitely cause harm to themselves.

I just bought a ticket to watch the show...

There is no need to lose my life!

"Don't panic! This formation cannot be broken!"

At this time, Mr. Li shouted loudly, calming the emotions of the whole audience.

The next moment.

Several powerful star power outputs covered the star power barrier. Yuwen Xuan and other masters worked together to fill the broken gaps.

The barrier was as solid as a rock, blocking the sword intent of the martial arts stage from spreading around.

In an instant, the sword intent on the stage rolled up the sand and splashed, triggering a small-scale sandstorm.

The vision of the crowd was blocked, and it was difficult to see the battle situation inside.

Now the only thing they can do is wait!

At this moment, only when the storm formed by the sword intent stops and the dust settles, the barrier formed by the star power will finally dissipate.

Thinking of this.

The audience at the scene fell silent.

Several eyes gathered in the center of the martial arts field, waiting for the final curtain to be unveiled...

...

A few minutes later.

The sword intent of the martial arts stage finally extinguished.

The air pressure suddenly rose, the star power barrier slowly dissipated, and the dust in the center dispersed in all directions...

Seeing this, everyone quickly locked their sights on the center of the martial arts stage.

Hu Yanjian was seen kneeling on one knee, the long sword in his hand was broken, blood was flowing from the corner of his mouth, and his face was as pale as paper.

And in front of him.

Li Zixuan stood proudly, raised her hand and tilted the sword, and touched Hu Yanjian's eyebrows with the tip of the sword, her face was still as cold as ice.

"The winner is decided."

She whispered, without any emotion in her tone.

Hearing this, Hu Yanjian slowly stood up holding the broken sword, looking at Li Zixuan with complicated eyes.

Humiliation, unwillingness, helplessness... All kinds of bitter emotions brewed in his chest, and finally he just uttered a sentence:

"Yes... I lost."

The voice fell.

The whole audience was in an uproar, and countless people in the audience shouted Li Zixuan's name.

The sound waves rolled like thunder, deafening, like the loud gongs of the New Year.

"We won! Senior Sister Li won!"

"The Sword Saint's apprentice's winning streak is over in Jianghai! So cool!"

"Our Jianghai Martial Arts Academy is number one in the world!"

In the audience, the students of the academy hugged each other and enjoyed the moment of joy.

Li Zixuan's battle was of great significance. It was no longer a personal fight, but a secret fight between the entire forces.

When one prospers, all prosper. When one suffers, all suffer!

Everyone in the audience took out their phones to take selfies, recording this historic moment.

"Damn, Lao Qin, you really got it right."

In the crowd, Xia He took out his phone, turned his back to the martial arts stage, and adjusted the angle of his selfie.

"Just lucky."

Qin Yang smiled, in a good mood at the moment, so he and Xia He put their arms around each other's shoulders and took a photo of the moment.

Click!

After taking the photo.

Xia He looked at Qin Yang beside him and couldn't help but teasing:

"I didn't expect this girl to be so powerful. Lao Qin, you should be careful in the future. Don't provoke others one day and get chopped by a sword. Haha."

Qin Yang smiled and said nothing.

Their conversation was drowned out by the chaotic scene.

The audience was full of noise, the clamor was boiling, and it enveloped the entire martial arts square.

Hu Yanjian listened to the noise of the audience, looked down at the broken sword in his hand, and muttered to himself in a trance:

"I actually lost..."

"I will definitely come back."

He muttered in a low voice, turned woodenly and walked out of the square.

His back was lonely, his limbs were stiff, just like a puppet with broken strings...

"Hey."

Seeing this, Li Zixuan was about to call him, but suddenly felt a chill on her back!

The oppressive atmosphere descended, and Yuwen Xuan came behind her silently.

"Not bad, I didn't expect that the small Jianghai could have such a good seedling like you."

Yuwen Xuan laughed loudly, walked slowly to Li Zixuan and praised.

As he said that, he glanced at Hu Yanjian's back: "Don't worry about my disciple, I will take care of it naturally."

"Yes."

Li Zixuan was neither humble nor arrogant, and bowed to Yu Wenxuan and said: "Senior, you are too kind."

"Hehe."

Yu Wenxuan narrowed his eyes slightly and looked up and down at Li Zixuan, as if he was a kind senior.

The atmosphere was peaceful.

Some reporters at the scene came, raised their cameras, pressed the shutter, and immediately recorded this peaceful scene.

Li Zixuan looked at the reporters, raised her hand to cover the flash, and was about to leave the ring.

Suddenly!

The voice of the sword master sounded in her mind.

"Little girl, what is the relationship between Jianghai Sword God and you?"

The voice fell.

Li Zixuan's pupils shrank suddenly, and her heart beat wildly in an instant, but she still pretended to be calm and whispered:

"Junior doesn't understand what the senior means."

Hearing this,

Yuwen Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly, glanced at Li Zixuan meaningfully, and just chuckled without saying anything.

Then he turned around and walked in the direction where Hu Yanjian left.