In the ring, Ling Xian stood with his hands in his hands, with no momentum, like a mortal.
"You want to challenge me" The man in white said lightly, his sword was pulled, and the cold was overwhelming.
Ling Xian's expression was calm, and he said lightly, "I'm very interested in the Quenching Sword Stone. ” When the words fell, everyone was stunned for a moment, and then smiled.
Ninety out of ten people are rushing to quench the sword stone, but most people don't dare to speak out.
The reason is that I am afraid of being embarrassed.
Only by winning a hundred games in a row can you get the Quenching Sword Stone, which is not a simple matter, even if you have cultivated the sword intent, you may not be able to do it.
Therefore, everyone laughed, and most people felt that Ling Xian would be embarrassed.
"I'm also interested in the quenching stone."
The man in white looked indifferent, and the three-foot Qingfeng pointed at Ling Xian, although there was no momentum, it was cold.
"Come on, no one can stop my ten-game winning streak."
Hearing this, Ling Xian smiled, then looked at the old man behind the man in white, and said, "Can you lend me a sword?"
"Of course you can, but you have to pay 50,000 spirit stones first, this is the rule of fighting."
The old man laughed.
He created the ring to earn spirit stones, not selfless dedication, if he didn't ask for spirit stones, then he would have gone bankrupt a long time ago.
"Here you go."
Ling Xian smiled lightly and waved his hand and threw out fifty thousand spirit stones.
It is undoubtedly quite cost-effective to exchange this price for the Rare Quenching Sword Stone, of course, provided that he can win 100 games in a row.
"I only have the most ordinary iron sword here, so make do with it."
While the old man took the spirit stone, he threw out a most ordinary iron sword, which still had rust on it.
This made everyone shake their heads and laugh, although the sword of the man in white was not a good sword, it was countless times stronger than the iron sword.
It is no exaggeration to say that with just a light touch, the iron sword will break, how to fight "That's enough."
Ling Xian chuckled, still calm and calm.
This is indeed the most ordinary iron sword, but it also depends on the user, in the hands of ordinary people, this sword is like scrap iron, not necessarily in his hands.
"Pretend to be calm."
The man in white glanced at Ling Xian faintly and said, "Go down, remember, don't be embarrassed again." ” As the words fell, his body moved instantly, and a sword stabbed out.
There is no momentum, and there is no divine light, but this sword is as fast as the wind, and it is not as fast as the ears.
However, in Ling Xian's eyes, this sword was like a turtle speed.
With just a casual swing, he blocked the sword of the man in white.
This made everyone slightly surprised, and they were even more surprised when they saw that Ling Xian's iron sword was not broken.
"You're not bad if you can block my sword, but can you block the second sword?"
The white-clothed man's eyes were cold, and the green peaks broke through the sky, swift and exquisite.
However, it was still blocked by Ling Xian, and the iron sword in his hand was still not broken.
"What's the situation, I'm not surprised to block this person's two moves, I don't have any skills, and I don't dare to come up, but why didn't his iron sword break?"
"Not to mention shattering, there is not even a trace of cracking, it's so strange."
"Could it be that this sword hides a lot of things, it seems to be the most ordinary iron sword, but it is actually a sword" "Impossible, Shopkeeper Li is an expert, if it is really a sword, it is impossible for him to look away."
Everyone talked a lot and was quite surprised.
The man in white was the same, and at the same time, he was also a little angry.
The sword in his hand was countless times stronger than Ling Xian's iron sword, and he should have broken it with one move, but the two swords failed to make it split, which made him feel very shameless.
At that moment, the man sneered: "I don't believe it, you can block my third sword" When the words landed, the fast sword cut through the sky, faster and more fierce than the previous two swords, faintly reaching the speed of sound.
However, in Ling Xian's eyes, it still seemed very slow.
Therefore, he blocked it again, and the iron sword was intact, not even a single crack.
This made everyone stunned, especially the man in white, who was even more stunned.
He looked at the undamaged iron sword, and then at his three-foot Qingfeng, and his handsome face gradually turned red.
Three moves, three moves failed to break the iron sword, this is undoubtedly a very humiliating thing.
"Damn, I don't believe it, you can survive the fourth sword" The man in white was furious, raised his sword and slashed, and the momentum sank.
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However, the result is no different from before.
Ling Xian's expression was still calm, and the iron sword was still intact.
"I don't believe it, you can stop me fifth" The man went berserk, and before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Ling Xian.
"You've said similar words three times, do you still want to humiliate yourself?"
Ling Xian's expression was calm, and the iron sword stabbed out slowly, which had nothing to do with swiftness and subtlety.
However, in an instant, the sword of the man in white was shattered.
At the same time, it also pierced the man's shoulder an inch, and the blood was dotted, staining the red and white shirt.
This made everyone present tremble, and their eyes were about to pop out.
It's just a sword to defeat a man who has won nine consecutive victories, and it's incredible to shatter a man's sword with a rusty iron sword.
"Lie, his sword is rusty, how can it break a good sword" "I thought that his iron sword was continuous, which was already incredible, but I didn't expect that there would be even more incredible."
"How did he defeat a man who won nine consecutive victories with one sword and shatter the sword with an iron sword" Everyone talked and was puzzled, but only a few people guessed a few points.
"Tell me, how did you do it."
The man stared at Ling Xian deadly, angry, unwilling, and bitter.
"I did it in a daze."
Ling Xian smiled faintly, not that he didn't want to say it, but that he couldn't say it.
If he did, it would be difficult for a challenger to emerge, and he would not be able to win a hundred consecutive victories.
"That's it, you don't want to say it, and I don't force it."
The man was bitter, and his eyes dimmed a little.
Not to mention being ended in a nine-game winning streak, how can you not be hit by such a miserable defeat "It's because I don't know the height of the sky, and I bring humiliation on myself."
The man smiled bitterly, then turned and stepped down, but did not leave.
He wanted an answer, and he also wanted to see if Ling Xian could achieve a hundred consecutive victories.
"Does anyone want to challenge me" Ling Xian smiled lightly and looked down the ring.
"I'd like to see if you can block my heavy sword with a rusty sword."
A big man in black spoke, and the moment he took the stage, the Xuantie heavy sword smashed into the ring, making the entire ring shake a few times.
It can be seen how much this sword weighs.
"This sword is not bad, better than a man's sword, and it is as heavy as a mountain, and his iron sword will definitely not be able to stop it."
"If this can be stopped, it will be incredible, it is simply against common sense."
"Don't worry, maybe he can defeat this man, but his iron sword will definitely shatter."
The gossip of everyone is full of expectation.
"You can't break my sword."
Ling Xian's expression was calm, and the embroidered sword pointed at the big man in black, no matter how he looked at it, it was a little funny.
"You want to block me with this broken sword, a fool's dream" The black-clothed man sneered, and his heavy sword broke through the air, not only exceeding the speed of sound, but also heavy and terrifying, like a mountain falling down.
In this regard, Ling Xian still looked as usual, unmoved.
He met it with a rusty sword, shaking the ring and shaking everyone's hearts
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