"Sword Soul, are you sure you are against the Kunlun Monkey?" Xia Jian asked Sword Soul.

"I just looked at it. The Kunlun mirror and the immortal rope in the hands of Wang Zhiyuan of the Kunlun Sect are all very perverted. Unless it continues to attack until he abstains from the rule, I will not be sure at all." The sword soul has deep concerns about the two immortal weapons in Wang Zhiyuan's hands.

"Today is the final. Hehe hopes that Kunlun Monkey and I will have fun in the afternoon. If you get seriously injured, will he still be arrogant? You have two more chances, and you will not be useful in participating in the jade talisman. Anyway, we are sure of the three-tier family. Do you think so?" Xia Jian hopes to play with Wang Zhiyuan on the ring. Kunlun Mirror is very perverted, which arouses Xia Jian's fighting hope.

"Well! Uncle Master, you are right. I'll take a rest here, cultivate my spirit, and strive to play in the best condition. I hope I won't meet you as soon as I go on the court in the afternoon." After saying that, Jianhun closed his eyes in the audience seat and closed the noise on the six senses field. Jianhun could not hear anything.

"Ling'er, who would be the top spot in the afternoon?" Xia Jian looked at Ao Ling'er like a toy.

"Of course it's you! Needless to say, you have to teach the Kunlun monkey a lesson in the afternoon. He was quite arrogant on the ring just now!" Ao Ling'er laughed at Xia Jian.

"Hehe, of course, is there anyone else in the top spot besides me?" Xia Jian said confidently.

"You are so beautiful!" Ao Ling'er's fingers made a hook and shaved Xia Jian's nose hard.

...

On the ring, Xia Jian looked at his opponent helplessly, not Wang Zhiyuan, but Sword Soul.

Jianhun also looked at Xia Jian helplessly, and Jianhun didn't want such a result.

Jianhun: "Uncle Master, hehe, I'll just go down by myself. I have another chance. Isn't it enough to beat Wang Zhiyuan into a pig's head later so that he is not qualified to participate?"

"That's right!" Xia Jiandao.

After saying that, Jianhun took out the jade talisman to participate and sent it out of the ring.

Next game.

Xia Jian stood on the ring again. This time Xia Jian’s opponent was Wang Zhiyuan, who gritted Xia Jian’s teeth.

"Kunlun Monkey, will heal so quickly?" Xia Jian quipped to Wang Zhiyuan.

"Fatty, I must make you look good this time, hum!" Wang Zhiyuan snorted coldly.

"tmd, I hate people calling me fat man the most. You should type this at all. And you also add the word "dea" in front of the fat man. Today I will let you know how to write the word "dea"." Xia Jian was very angry and had serious consequences.

Xia Jian moved, and his speed increased the limit. Only the strong wind caused by Xia Jian's speed was left on the ring.

"I'll fight!" Xia Jian raised his legs high and shouted.

"Peng!" Before Wang Zhiyuan could react, he was kicked on the face by Xia Jian with a whip. Wang Zhiyuan's face suddenly swollen, with a little blood in his eyes.

During the sneak attack, Xia Jian relied on his own speed and unpreparedness to carry out a sneak attack.

"Puffy!" Xia Jian's legs kept hitting Wang Zhiyuan's face. Wang Zhiyuan's body suddenly collapsed on the ring, and countless little birds were chirping in his mind.

"tmd, you Kunlun monkey just need to be flat." Xia Jian was definitely not satisfied with the pus and spitting on Wang Zhiyuan's face.

On the rostrum, Yuheng and the elders of the Kunlun Sect suddenly turned blue when they saw Wang Zhiyuan being so humiliated by Xia Jian.

Wang Zhiyuan was also depressed. The fat man started fighting without saying anything. At least he had to give me a chance to prepare! No matter how much he said, he had to give me time to take out magic weapons from the Qiankun bracelet before talking about it! But it was all caused by Wang Zhiyuan's mouth, and he happened to touch Xia Jian's reverse scale.

Looking at Wang Zhiyuan's resentful eyes, whose face was swollen than a pig's head, Xia Jian raised his feet. Wang Zhiyuan's habitual hand hugged his head.

Xia Jian's foot did not kick Wang Zhiyuan's face, but rubbed it on the ground with his toes. Xia Jian said, "Don't you have an immortal weapon? Take it out and let me see it, let alone don't give you a chance."

Wang Zhiyuan hurriedly got up from the ring, took out two magic weapons, tied the immortal rope with his left hand, and the Kunlun mirror with his right hand. He looked at Xia Jian like a resentful woman in the deep boudoir. Wang Zhiyuan was about to take action but Xia Jian moved.

Xia Jian's toes kicked Wang Zhiyuan on his chin again while he was unprepared. Wang Zhiyuan let out a mouthful of blood with a squeak.

"Tsk! I'm teaching you that you don't need to prepare for the enemy. The time you prepare will be ready for the enemy, the enemy can kill you thousands of times, hehe!" Wang Zhiyuan, who took a few steps back with both hands.

"Binding the Immortals--" Wang Zhiyuan's words had not yet fully formed the handprints in his hand, but Xia Jian once again relied on speed to come beside Wang Zhiyuan. The Immortal Sword picked up the rope of the Immortal Binding the Immortal Sword and held the rope of the Immortal Binding the Immortal in his hand.

"I'm teaching you to tie your mother's head. Don't give him any chance to turn over for your opponent. Remember?" Xia Jian looked at Wang Zhiyuan, who was stunned by Mu Ruoji, and then used the hilt of the Dragon Flame Fairy Sword in his hand to hit Wang Zhiyuan's chest hard.

Wang Zhiyuan vomited wildly as if he didn't have money.

"You, you attack, you - you are shameless." Wang Zhiyuan said to Xia Jian with blood all over the corner of his mouth.

"Shameless? Well! Now I will let you know what teethless means. If you don't have one tooth, you can talk nonsense. I'll let you be really teethless this time." After Xia Jian said that, he suddenly punched Wang Zhiyuan's mouth that was already like a sausage.

"Clang!" With a sound, Xia Jian's fist was blocked by Wang Zhiyuan with the Kunlun mirror.

"Hehe! It seems that you are not stupid! You know how to fight back?" Xia Jian rubbed his numb hands and said to Wang Zhiyuan.

"Binding the Immortal Rope - Bonding." This time, Wang Zhiyuan's handprints finally came out, and the immortal rope on Xia Jian's other hand immediately wrapped Xia Jian tightly.

"Hmph! If you don't show your power, you still think that Dao is a sick cat." After Wang Zhiyuan saw Xia Jian tied his body with a fairy rope, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hand.

"You are a sick monkey in front of me." Xia Jian was bound by the immortal rope and was not panicked. He could escape by teleportation, but he wouldn't have the second time?

"Kunlun Mirror - shines everywhere!" The Kunlun Mirror in Wang Zhiyuan's hand emits a light that is ten thousand times stronger than the sun's light, illuminating towards Xia Jian. If it is shined by this beam of light, it will definitely be unpleasant.

Yuheng and others on the field widened their eyes, knowing that Xia Jian would definitely escape from the rope tied up, and wondering what magic Xia Jian used to escape from the bondage of the rope tied up.

The beam of light emitted by Xia Jian from the Kunlun Mirror was about to shine on him and disappeared completely. Only the immortal rope left on the ring was left with the unbound target and fell on the ring.

"What is a tiger? Let me see clearly when I open my eyes and see clearly." When Xia Jian appeared again, he was raising his sword and appeared above Wang Zhiyuan's head.

Hearing Xia Jian's voice, Wang Zhiyuan turned around in a reflexive manner, and looked at Xia Jianzheng raising his sword to slash at his body, and his expression suddenly became panicked.

With a "swish!", Xia Jian did not take the opportunity to take Wang Zhiyuan's life, but left a sword mark from his shoulder to his thigh on Wang Zhiyuan's body.

Wang Zhiyuan was so seriously injured that his body shook and fell to the ground.

Xia Jian did not stop and jumped into the air and kicked Wang Zhiyuan's mouth again.

Wang Zhiyuan immediately spat out a mouthful of blood with teeth.

"Now I know, what shamelessness means! Kunlun Mirror, etc., is just garbage in my eyes. Why can't I bear to leave the ring? I'm still waiting for me to beat you?" Xia Jian said, raised his fist again.

Wang Zhiyuan looked shocked and hurriedly took out the jade talisman from the Qiankun bracelet and sent it out of the ring.

Wang Zhiyuan is no longer qualified to participate. According to the rules, Xia Jian and Jianhun are ranked first and second respectively.

"This cultivation conference ends here. The top three are Shushan Sword Sect - Wuren, Shushan Sword Sect - Sword Soul, Kunlun Sect - Wang Zhiyuan." The unhappy voice of the elder Kunlun was heard in the venue.
Chapter completed!