Chapter 2089 (1/2)

“Hey!”

The crowd spread out for a while, and immediately there was a reaction.

A slave scented his body, and suddenly, with him as the center, all the swords on the ground in the range of all around ten meters were all sounding a sword.

Then hundreds of swords all rose from the ground, the body exudes a fierce sword qi, all the sword tips are directed at the slave, the killing intent in the air.

Everyone’s gaze, whether it’s in the middle of the sword’s land or outside the sword’s land, is all over the place, and it’s subconsciously holding the breath.

After picking up the sword in the land of the sword, it will stun all the swords around and then trigger the siege of all the swords.

This time is the most dangerous time.

Because if the resistance does not pass, the result is basically wearing Wanjian, directly strangling into pieces and dying, only a few talents can escape a life.

Even if you are in the past, you can choose one of your own swords, because after that, it is the sword to pick you, not to pick the sword!

It is in the middle of you, will go with you, and then all happy, but if there is no central, then you can only repeat the breath, once again lead to all dangerous dangers of all the swords.

Entering the land of Jian Jian, the crisis is heavy, there are not a few pounds on hand, and you must not enter.

“Hey!”

In the field, there was another sword, and suddenly, not waiting for everyone to react, the slaves all around the hundreds of rare treasure swords were smashed down to him.

But this servant can be seen now, and it is indeed a character. The cultivation base has stepped into the overcast realm, and there are also several treasure protectors on the body. The strength is absolutely good.

Therefore, in the face of the hundreds of swords that have been hurriedly killed in all directions, he has a calm look, a low-pitched voice, and a complete treasure. His own cultivation technique is fully launched and tries to resist.

just!

“chi!”, “chi!”, “chi!”…

The few treasures on his body and his own cultivation technique only resisted the attack of thirty or forty swords, and returned the broken ones. The remaining six or seventy long swords were in the horror of all around. Directly immersed in his body.

Next second!

These sixty-seven hundred long swords came out directly, and the slave was also smashed into hundreds of pieces in the silence of a piece of silence. The blood was shot and the flesh and blood spattered. The whole person couldn’t even scream. Already on the spot, and there is no bones, the incomplete pieces of the body are quietly lying in the land of the sword, waiting for silence and rot, and finally merge with the land of the sword.

Looking at all of this, many people inside and outside the swordsman’s land can’t help but feel cold.

The terrifying of the land of the sword is a different feeling every time you see it.

“Isn’t this the last son of the Blue Pillars?” A small school of the Tianzhu Academy suddenly sighed and then shook his head and said, “Three years ago he tried to enter our Tianzhu school, and the result failed. In the election, I can only enter our Tianzhu school as a slave!”

“And in the three years of our visit to our Tianzhu school, he has made rapid progress. I heard that it is almost enough to accumulate the contribution value, and can change from a slave to an official disciple!”

“One of the Palace Lords of my Scorpio school is more optimistic about him, and intends to accept him as a disciple, so that once he changes his identity, he changes from a slave to an official disciple, and he can worship cultivation in the Great World!”

“The results did not expect that he will fall into the land of this sword today, it is really awkward sigh!”

Hearing the small crimes of the small world, next to the other Scorpio disciplines, the slaves are expressions silently, sighing for the fall of the previous generation of the blue bamboo sage.

With the lessons of the previous generation of the Blue Bamboo Emperor, the rest of the people are more cautious, even Lin Shan, Xiao Wangba is no exception, all expression is dignified.

Because the land of the sword is different from the seven-seven-seven deaths that they experience in Yunxiao City, in the land of the sword, the talent is not important, and the strength is the strength.

The talent is higher, the strength is not good, and in the land of the sword, it is said that death is really dead.

Even if there is Xiao Fan, they will not die, but they are not willing to become oil bottles themselves. They need Xiao Fan to rescue them, so they are treated seriously and dare not care.

“Hey!”

Soon, someone sent out a personal atmosphere and wanted to pick a sword.

But the result is no different from the previous generation of the Blue Bamboo Emperor. It is also penetrated by dozens of swords, and then torn into hundreds of large and small corpses, sputtering the Quartet, and desperately on the spot.

Then two or three people couldn’t help but try, and the results were all bad, all failed, and then almost all died on the spot.

Only one person failed, but it resisted most of the sword attacks. Only three swords penetrated the body, and the injured were not fatal, such as the skull and heart, and the spine.

He crouched there, continually coughing up blood, but after all, he saved a life, and then the whole person struggled to stand up, then dragged his body to the body and stepped out of the swordsman’s land, proclaiming the failure of the challenge.