Chapter 1270： Feng Jian ten years (1/2)

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Dao Dao Jian Mang seemed to be unable to hold on to the surrounding space barriers, but fortunately, this was set up by the Heavenly Powerhouse after all, and it was not that simple to destroy it.

Finally, in the void, the two figures separated directly.

”Who won?”

Because the strengths of the two are too close, and the cultivation base exceeds a lot of people, except for a few people, many people can't even see how the two played against each other.

At this moment, when the two sides were separated, they all became curious.

Looking closely, Conte's outfit was damaged in many places, and blood was flowing down the wound. Especially the wound on the left arm that extends directly to the shoulder is even more shocking!

On the other side, Qiu Yiren's temples are only slightly messy, without any damage.

”Conte lost?”

This scene made everyone around frown slightly.

Especially in the spirit sword pavilion, Bai Jian's eyes were lower, while the rest of the disciples were a little bit complicated.

”No! The two have not yet decided the winner!”

Suddenly, the old man Tianji spoke in a low voice, and everyone was stunned.

Then they discovered that although Conte was injured, his body's breath rose instead of falling!

At the same time, Qiu Yiren's breath also improved!

The sword intent of the two turned into substance! Condensed in the void!

”It seems that after this trick, who is the first person in the younger generation of kendo in the Southwest Star Territory, we must make a conclusion!”

There is Lingjian Pavilion on one side and Bishuixuan on the other. Logically speaking, Bishuixuan is stronger! But Lingjian Pavilion is a school that specializes in kendo.

Therefore, it is difficult for everyone to draw conclusions at this moment.

”Qiu Yiren! If this trick cannot defeat you, I will seal the sword for ten years, and I will challenge you again in ten years!”

Suddenly, in the void, Conte raised his head, two sharp sharp shots from his eyes.

Feng Jian for ten years!

Everyone took a deep breath! Obviously all heard Conte's belief!

If this battle is defeated, the sword will be sealed for ten years! Re-emergence and challenge again after ten years!

Perhaps many people don't know much about Conte, at best they know that this is a peerless evildoer on the top of the list. But at this time, including Li Ye, they all have a new understanding of him!

”This person is a generation of sword idiots! There is only a sword in his heart! Everything else is not in his heart.”

Perhaps many people are very important to victory and defeat, and they are extremely persistent, but in Li Ye's view, Conti is not concerned about victory or defeat. What he has in his heart is just a pursuit of kendo!

Qiu Yiren didn't respond, but Li Ye felt that her seemingly fragile body had faintly exploded with a terrifying sword intent that almost suppressed Conte!

There is no gorgeous move, but then everyone saw that Conte opened his mouth and blood spurted out, his whole body bursting with strength, blood flowed!

But what is even more surprising is that this time, Qiu Yiren finally was not as calm as before, and a three-foot green front in his hand broke directly into two pieces.

”How does this count victory or defeat?”

A group of people were dumbfounded.

Although Conte seemed to be seriously injured, the Qiuyi's sword was broken!

Not to mention them, even if they are a lot of powerhouses in the semi-exalted realm, they are all embarrassed at the moment.

Who is the winner? From their perspective, this result is really difficult to judge.

Li Ye's gaze fell on Qiu Yiren's body.