Twelve sword lights defeated the twelve young talents.

From beginning to end, the first young master had the expression of Gu Jing Bubo on his face, as if defeating so many powerful opponents with one sword was an insignificant and worthless thing.

The matter happened suddenly and ended suddenly. Three teams, twelve young talents all over the world, took action together, and they couldn't even touch the corner of the first young master's clothes.

Instead, he was easily defeated by the first son, and a good show was truly staged, which was jaw-dropping.

The sword light dissipated, and the twelve young talents had been teleported outside by the protection mechanism of the illusion formation. All of them showed a look of horror and fear on their faces.

These young talents are always favored by others wherever they go, and their strength is indeed worthy of the benefits they get.

All of them are the best among their own clans, the top young masters, and the best.

Such a master has a higher mind than the sky, which is a rare and ordinary thing.

However, these twelve people would never have thought that everyone had secretly joined forces to wipe out the powerful enemy of the First Young Master to eliminate future troubles.

However, the twelve people took action together and blocked all the attacks of the First Young Master's retreat, but he cracked them so easily! The First Young Master had no choice but to retreat. Everyone couldn't even see when he drew his sword out of his body. They only knew that time had stopped, and when they came to their senses, there was a deep bone-sighted injury on their chest! Even with the protection mechanism of the illusion formation, the First Young Master's sword still caused serious damage to everyone, which made everyone know something deeply.

If it weren't for the illusion formation and the mechanism to protect the monks, I'm afraid these twelve people would be twelve cold corpses lying on the ground now! What a desperate thing this is.

No one cares about these twelve young talents at this time. Even the cold and frosty female monk let the leaked spring light beside him, looking at his hands as if he had seen a ghost.

These hands were their pride, their capital, and their weapons to make the world famous.

But now, they are becoming suspicious of themselves.

It's no wonder that no matter who it is, he is beaten hard in public, and I'm afraid there is a sad hurdle in his heart.

It is no big deal to be defeated. No matter what kind of strong man you are, you will never be able to keep going smoothly and in your life.

Experience failure is a process of transformation of the strong, but not everyone can accept such failure.

This is like slapping these young talents hard on the faces. These twelve swords completely shattered their pride and their hearts! Everyone felt an indescribable despair in their hearts. The scoundrels shook the tree. They felt like the scoundrels that were ignorant of the sky and the earth, and they wanted to challenge the towering towering tree! The twelve people showed a dead look on their faces. The first young master's sword had killed all the arrogance! The young talents who had lost their arrogance were full of doubts about themselves, and they might become obscene in the future and the glory would no longer be there.

This scene also greatly shocked and stimulated the ordinary people sitting in front of the high walls in the square.

There was a noisy scene with more than 100,000 people, but the scene was silent.

Only those sounds of gasping and hard swallowing spitting sounded occasionally, and everyone held their breath together, as if their necks were strangled.

Everyone stared at the projection on the high wall incredibly. No other battle happened, so the eight Illusion True Heavenly Eyes were all concentrated on the first young master.

This is equivalent to everyone watching the opening battle from all aspects, which can be described as a lightning strike! No one expected that things would develop so dramatically, from the twelve young talents besieged the first young master to the first young master’s rescue and defeating the strong enemy. The time before and after, happened was just a few breaths! Some people even blinked and the battle was over.

“What happened…?

Why did the battle end in the blink of an eye? What did the first young master do?”

Those audiences who did not see clearly or missed the most exciting scene in the blink of an eye were already as anxious as ants on a hot pan.

They kept grabbing the people around them and asked about what happened at that critical moment.

But those who answered them were all shook their heads and were dull, because although the rest of them witnessed it with their own eyes, everyone could not describe the style of the sword! Not to mention these ordinary people, even few of the other young talents watching the game on the court could understand the essence of this sword.

However, everyone also knew one thing, that is, the first son of the first son, not only his surname, but also his name.

His is indeed the "first" young master! The world's number one, and it deserves its name! "The essence of these twelve swords is that even an old martial arts world like you and me, I'm afraid I won't dare to escape without any hesitation."

A glimmer flashed in the eyes of the old clan. He might be able to crack the power of these twelve swords by other means, but if he was deeply trapped in it, it would be not easy to resist these twelve swords.

"The Yangtze River pushes the old waves forward, why are these young people better than the other?"

The old clan was deeply moved. He had first seen Lin Xuan, who easily stepped into the depths of the extreme abyss and escaped unscrupulously.

Now there is another first son who defeated the twelve young talents with one sword. Even this old man who is famous in the world and the world, the Guixu clan, could not help but show a shock at this time.

Time is really forbidden! "The exquisiteness of these twelve swords is indeed amazing, but they are more sharp and less restrained.

If it is hard, it is easy to break. If the strong are strong, they cannot adapt. This kind of sword technique can implement the killing to the end, which is indeed terrible."

The elder nodded. He was known for his offensive force, but even after seeing the sword of the first young master, he felt that he could not compare with him.

It’s not that the strength is not as good as the strength, but that the sharpness between the offensives is not as good as the sharpness.

This is like a powerful heavy sword that is not skillful, facing a sharp sword that is as sharp as mud. Even if the sharp sword can cut off a piece of iron, it will not be as strong as its power.

The elder paused and said, "But in my opinion, this first young master really wants to face Lin Xuan, who will win to death, I'm afraid it may not be possible."

The old clan was in high spirits, raised his eyebrows and looked at him, and smiled and said, "Boss, don't you like that guy Lin Xuan before? Why do you listen to your current tone? How could you still be optimistic about that kid?"

The elder gave him a blank look and said angrily: "One code is converted into one code. Now we are talking about the means and power of these two people."

"Okay, okay, don't be angry."

Of course, the old clan knew his elder brother's temper, so he waved his hand and begged for mercy, and then said, "Although you don't want to admit it, what you said is right. If these two people meet, Lin Xuan may be better."

"First of all, the first young master is too sharp, and Lin Xuan is completely unknown in the central fairy world. If the two fight, the first young master will inevitably think of underestimating the enemy and will not take Lin Xuan seriously."

"Secondly, with Lin Xuan's means and ability, he wants to cheat someone, and no matter who this person is, he may be caught.

This first young master is no exception. His little thought of underestimating the enemy has already put him at a disadvantage, let alone a savvy man like Lin Xuan?"

"Besides, Lin Xuan's strength is no worse than this first young man. Moreover, this kid has mastered a treasure like Guixu Ancient Mirror, and his chances of winning are greater!"

The elder of the clan looked at each other and nodded: "From my view, four and six are open, Lin Xuanliu."

The Great Elder replied: "It's the same as what I think."

The old clan sighed and said, "But I think these two people will not have the chance to fight before entering Taichu Palace. After these fifty trials, the winner will be directly qualified to enter Taichu Palace."

"The two of them fight in Taichu Palace, I'm afraid you and I won't be able to meet you."

The Great Elder sighed when he heard this.

Isn’t Lin Xuan fighting with the first son a fight?
Chapter completed!