Chapter 1160： arbitration (1/2)
The latest website: Yehuo Honglian sword directly slashes two boss-level BOSS. Although they have been seriously injured, their severe injuries are also caused by the previous sword formation. After wielding the sword with the Wanjianju skill , Song Jian no longer has any movements, just standing in the distance and waiting quietly, which makes everyone onlookers feel inexplicably chilled.
”It's really terrifying, this, what kind of sword skill is this?” A disciple of Zhen Shanzong wiped his palm sweat and asked in a terrified whisper.
”Here, is this the legendary ... unanimous, swordsmanship?” Said a disciple next to him uncertainly.
”Huh, it's just a variant of fusion swordsmanship, not a mystery, but this power is almost the same as the worst swordsmanship ...” a young disciple in a blue robe next to him proudly said, behind him He also carried a long sword, but his eyes kept falling on Song Jian's right-handed sword, his eyes burning.
”Brother Wang Zan, if this spiritual servant becomes your disciple of Qinglian Jianzong, what level of disciple can you become at his level? Inner door, or elite?” A handsome beauty with three whiskers The man laughed softly.
Wang Zan showed a hesitant look on his face, shaking his head and said, ”This man is just lucky, and has acquired a skill of fusion swordsmanship, but the foundation is too poor, even if it is one of the most common disciples of Qinglian The foundation of it should be ten times better than him, a hundred times better! ”
”I think he is also the same. After releasing the skill, he completely allowed the skill to evolve on its own without any control. For this sword skill, the waste in the evolution process is too great. If he can fully control this skill. , The power can be increased by at least ten times! ”
”So, this person is **** luck, hey, if I can have this swordsmanship!” Wang Zan's face showed regret.
”What, more than ten times, it's so scary now, to what extent will it increase ten times?” Someone whispered next to him.
”Quietly, Qinglian Jianzong is a first-class sect, can't afford it, that kid is in trouble!”
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After killing all the abyss demons, Song Jian walked forward with a cold face, and picked up all the loot that the abyss demons exploded.
With good luck, Song Jian obtained a lot of loot, these items are at least silver quality, and there are even two epic-quality items with a fuchsia light inside.
Unfortunately, all of these items require the abyss **** race to be used. Song Jian took them and could only decompose them into materials, which made him feel sorry.
At this moment, the iron cage above the ring rose slowly, and a figure wearing eyes and exuding a black abyssal appearance appeared in the center of the ring.
With a smile on his face, he said to Song Jian: ”Congratulations, you young sage, you are the first challenger to successfully win a ten-game winning streak since its establishment!”
As soon as his voice fell, the whole fighting area sounded cheers and cheers and fireworks. Colorful ribbons fell from the fighting field, and the atmosphere of the fighting field suddenly became warm.
Everyone was stunned, looking at the figure in the middle of the ring with ”really shameless” eyes.