"You bastard, I was almost fooled by this guy's serious appearance.
I thought Master Zhengyi was really defeated and unfortunately died!"
"This guy is pretending to be serious.
Even I was convinced just now.
I thought he had some support, but I didn't expect that he was just talking nonsense!"
"This, this guy doesn't want to use this method to gain fame, right?
He doesn't know anything at all, he just made a random bet.
If Master Zhengyi really loses unfortunately, it will become his boasting capital!
" "Shameless, simply shameless.
The majestic leader of the monks and the supreme leader of Taixuan Dao, are you allowed to be insulted like this by a young man?"
"Where are the disciples of Taixuan Dao, where are the monks of Daqian, and where is the Longquan Conference?
How can we tolerate these frontier barbarians to be so wanton!"
Regardless of the many high-level monks who stand on the Taixuan Dao side, or the Ziji Sword Sect who has invited them back to assist, those casual cultivators who don't know the truth are all filled with hatred.
It's true that Li Yao's appearance just now was so confusing.
I really thought he was some kind of extraordinary master who had devoted himself to hard training for hundreds of years and once shocked the world!
I didn't expect him to be such a good guy.
From this point of view, his series of actions while watching the game in the inner circle were most likely an accident or a lucky move?
Suddenly, countless high-level monks who were inextricably related to Taixuan Dao stared at Li Yao with sharp eyes, faintly containing strong murderous intent!
The Nascent Soul Sword Cultivators from the Ziji Sword Sect were also a little at a loss.
To be fair, they sincerely wanted to recruit Li Yao, and they believed that he really had amazing achievements.
However, these two sentences Li Yao said were really inappropriate.
They wanted to help persuade them, but they didn’t know where to start!
Li Yao, on the other hand, was dumbfounded.
He was immersed in his own world and couldn't figure it out.
He didn't absorb the gossip around him at all.
"There is no reason.
My judgment is definitely not wrong.
How could this happen?"
"Qi Zhongdao clearly deserves death, Yan Liren's sword, that sword..."
Suddenly, Li Yao was startled, as if he woke up from a dream, his eyes sharpened suddenly, and he strode towards the center of the sword testing field.
"What does this guy want to do?"
"Are you still pretending to be a ghost?"
The monks around were shocked and angry, especially the high-level monks from the Taixuan Dao line.
They were gearing up and glaring angrily, wishing to kill this nonsense guy right now with one sword!
Soon, two monks came out of the crowd and stopped in front of Li Yao.
They said with evil faces: "Fellow Lingjiu..."
It was Xie Xinghuo, the elder of Lingshan Dao who had just clashed with Li Yao, and "Uncle Liao" of Qishan Dao, who also belonged to Taixuan Dao.
The two men, one on the left and the other on the right, had sneers on their faces, like a pair of red-hot iron pliers, clamping down hard on Li Yao.
"It's none of your business, crawl away!"
Li Yao stared intently at the folds in the center of the sword-testing arena, without even looking at the two of them.
He spread his fingers like eagle talons and clasped the shoulders of the two with lightning.
The two of them seemed to have been pierced through the bones of the pipa, and they were unable to move for an instant.
Then Li Yao shook his arms, shaking off the joints all over his body, and lightly tossed it, flying hundreds of meters away.
"not good!"
Several monks flew out of the crowd, trying to catch the two of them, but the two seemed to be surrounded by a mysterious electrified shell, and all helping hands were bounced back.
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With a "snap" sound, the two of them landed on the ground, screaming like pigs!
"He actually did!"
The whole audience was shocked and silent.
Everyone couldn't believe what they saw with their eyes!
Just when they thought that "Master Lingjiu" was just a despicable and shameless person who was just fishing for fame, Li Yao picked up two masters of pill formation like eagles catching chickens, threw them, and smashed them down.
No one else could even rescue them. !
Under the banner of Taixuan Dao, the leaders and elders of Taixuan Dao and other five major sects all stared at Li Yao in astonishment for a long time, then slowly turned their heads and looked at Qi Zhongdao with a twinkling gaze.
Qi Zhongdao's face was expressionless, but his dark complexion was being replaced by traces of paleness.
His lips trembled for a long time, and finally he didn't speak.
He just took out fragrant pills from a light blue gourd and swallowed them in big gulps. , there was thunder in my belly!
Li Yao threw away the two pill-forming pills and scurried up and down, like a strange bird made of thunder and lightning, and landed on a solitary peak in the center of the sword testing field!
The defeated general, Jian Chi Yan Li Ren, was twisting his slightly clumsy body and climbing up a lonely peak again, preparing to retreat to his own camp.
Li Yao happened to cut off his way.
Li Yao and Yan Liren, two people who were also covered in blood and in a state of embarrassment, were facing each other quietly on top of two huge waves on the earth.
One wave after another, the energy and murderous intention emitted by the two of them when they faced off seemed to be sharper, more intense, and more exciting than when Yan Li and Qi Zhongdao faced off just now!
Regardless of the Taixuan Dao side or the Ziji Sword Sect side, all cultivators were shocked.
No one knew what this mysterious "Master Lingjiu" was going to do.
Li Yao said nothing and stared at Yan Liren for a long time, especially the precious dagger that he had stuck in his waist for a long time.
Yan Liren didn't seem to be too surprised when he stabbed him diagonally.
Until this moment, the "sword maniac" finally took a straight look and observed Li Yao carefully and seriously.
That look was like observing an interesting sword pile!
The two of them observed each other for a long time, and when whispers began to ring out again, Li Yao suddenly said, "Why do you want to lose?"
This is really an extremely confusing question.
In the battle against Iron Saint Qi Zhongdao, the "leader of Daqian monks", he was suppressed by Fan Tianyin, the most precious treasure in the world.
Isn't it normal to lose?
Being able to escape unscathed and leave a small life behind is already worthy of a chuckle!
The monks around him finally couldn't hold it any longer, and noises kept coming and going.
However, Yan Liren tilted his head and really thought about this issue seriously.
After thinking for a long time, he wiped the blood stains on his face with his sleeves and said: "Qi Zhongdao's cultivation level is higher than mine.
If If I want to win, I have to kill him!"
In Li Yao's pure black eyes, green fire was about to move, and the green dots between his eyebrows also released thorn-like stripes, spreading towards his eyes: "You don't want to kill him?"
"Senior brother, the leader, won't let me kill him."
Yan Liren said honestly like a boy in the school, "The head brother said that although Qi Zhongdao is standing opposite us, he is a very disciplined person.
Only by relying on him to take charge of the overall situation, this situation Only then can the Longquan Conference be held!”
"If I kill Qi Zhongdao with one sword, I can certainly gain immediate benefits, but in that case, some unruly people may come to power."
"Brother, the leader, said that the world of cultivation is in chaos now, and it all relies on Qi Zhongdao to preside over the overall situation and try to maintain it.
Without Qi Zhongdao's Dinghai Shenzhen, it will only add to the chaos, and it will really fall apart, which will be of no benefit to anyone. !”
"Therefore, the head brother told me in advance not to kill Qi Zhongdao unless absolutely necessary.
It doesn't matter even if we are slightly defeated."
As soon as this statement came out, everyone was in an uproar!
What do you mean, what Yan Liren said is too exaggerated, as if he can kill the leader of the powerful monks at will!
Could it be that he still had reservations about the battle just now?
How is that possible!
Many high-level monks murmured in their hearts, but they couldn't help but cast suspicious glances at Qi Zhongdao.
Qi Zhongdao's face remained expressionless, as if he had an iron shell on his face.
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It was hard to tell whether Yan Liren's mixed words of praise and criticism had any impact on him.
Li Yao narrowed his eyes: "If you don't kill him, aren't you afraid that he will kill you?"
Yan Liren smiled: "He can't kill me."
Li Yao's eyes narrowed more and more, like two sharp swords: "You mean, you completely grasp the rhythm of this sword test.
You can control Qi Zhongdao's life and death, but Qi Zhongdao cannot control yours."
Survival or death?”
Yan Liren tilted his head and thought for a moment, then nodded and said, "Yes."
The monks looked around, completely speechless.
Li Yao continued to ask: "You just said that Qi Zhongdao's cultivation level is higher than yours, but you can still kill him?"
"yes."
Yan Li said, "It's like your cultivation level may be on par with mine, or even higher than mine, but if you don't run away, I can kill you."
"ah?"
These words caused the voices of the monks around him who had just rested for a moment to explode again.
Regardless of the outcome of the battle just now, Yan Liren is an unparalleled first-class swordsman in the world, a fierce man who can definitely be ranked among the "Top Ten Masters of the Ancient Saint World"!
He, he actually said that Master Lingjiu's cultivation level was on par with his own, and maybe even slightly ahead of him?
"What on earth are the two of them talking about!"
Many high-level monks with extensive knowledge had their minds go blank.
What happened in front of them was really the most outrageous scene they had seen in hundreds of years of practice!
Yan Liren's words made the fighting spirit in Li Yao's eyes become more intense.
His eyes fell from Yan Liren's big face to the bejeweled dagger at his waist, and he said: "There is one thing that I can't quite figure out."
"Before you and Qi Zhongdao even fought, I sensed that you had a greater chance of winning."
"When you were fighting, your black giant sword exploded, releasing iron sand and black mist to interfere with Fantian Seal, I felt even more an unstoppable sword intent that could kill even gods and demons!"
"That's why I mistakenly thought that Qi Zhongdao had been killed by you!"
"However, I thought about it carefully afterwards.
Although these three ancient secret swords are powerful, you have just completed the sacrifice and have not yet reached the level of integration and integration of human and sword.
It is impossible for you to control these three swords and kill Qizhongdao!"
"This is contradictory to my original prediction!"
"So, I boldly speculate that you still have a fourth sword, which is the strongest sword of Daqian Sword Master above the three ancient secret swords!"
"..."
Many monks from other sects have been shocked to the point of being stunned and unable to react at all.
Even most of the true disciples of the Ziji Sword Sect have never heard of this matter.
They were all dumbfounded and looked at Li Yao and Yan Liren in disbelief!
Yan Liren was silent, observing Li Yao's neck attentively.
His scalpel-like sharp eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the skin and fat, peeling out Li Yao's cervical arteries, nerves and cervical vertebrae.
Li Yao stared at Yan Liren's waist and said slowly, "Broken Heart Mountain, Fei Lei Cave, Master Lingjiu is bold and wants to see the fourth sword of Jian Chi!"
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