How could the Qinglian Sword Master let him die?

However, Ji Yao's twelve profound gates were all shattered. Even if he was saved, it would be difficult for him to return to his peak state.

"Jiyao...Jiyao, did he lose?"

"I'm not dreaming, am I?"

Han Bing, Tu Tian and other genius sword cultivators were all frightened by this scene.

When Ji Yao used the Sword of Ascension, they were already frightened and expected Qin Mo to die.

But the result was quite different from their guess.

Not only did Qin Mo not die, but Ji Yao returned in a disastrous defeat.

The invincible Sword of Ascension was defeated by Qin Mo.

"I really can't believe it. He is Ji Yao. How could he lose to an unknown boy?"

Han Bing shook his head repeatedly, his eyes becoming hollow.

Five hundred years ago, he lost to Ji Yao, and he once thought that Ji Yao was an insurmountable peak.

But today, the benchmark in his mind was beaten to pieces by an unknown guy.

Han Bing could not accept this cruel reality.

"Who is this kid? He seems to be a stranger?"

"How does he know the ancestral art of the great sword?"

"Is he the successor of Jian Wudao?"
Chapter completed!