"war!"

The two stood still, and then a strong fighting spirit burst out in their eyes at the same time.

Zheng!

Zheng!

Two sword roars sounded almost at the same time, and one move was a killer move. Two sharp sword lights ran across the sky and rushed towards the other side. With a "crown" sound, Mars flew everywhere at the intersection of the two swords!

And whether it was the genius of the sword clan or the one in Taixu Mountain, they all had a surging fighting spirit, without any retreat, and circulated their energy and swung their swords like crazy again!

In the blink of an eye, the two of them had already fought hundreds of ways, and the sky was filled with sword shadows, and their figures could hardly be seen clearly. The surging Yuan power enveloped the entire arena.

Sharp!

Suddenly, the two of them blasted out with another sword, and the sword energy was scattered. Then they heard a muffled groan. The genius in Taixu Mountain suddenly took three steps back, his steps were floating, and he was obviously at a disadvantage.

"good!"

Seeing this, the faces of the sword clan suddenly shone with bright light.

However, the people of Taixu Mountain shook their heads helplessly: "Junior Brother Wang Jun just broke through the mid-stage last month, and he finally lost a little accumulation!"

"But as a genius in the holy land, it's not that easy to lose!"

"That's natural!"

Everyone sent a message, although they were at a disadvantage, they still did not lose confidence and were still quite relaxed. They were both geniuses of Taixu Mountain and had some understanding of their own methods!

While speaking, Wang Jun, the genius in Taixu Mountain in the field, was forced into a flaw by the other party and penetrated his shoulder with a sword.

"Hmph! I advise you to admit defeat!" The genius of the sword clan said coldly. A long sword in his hand was like a finger, transforming into countless sword lights, suppressing them, forcing Wang Jun back step by step!

Bang!

Suddenly, Wang Jun was knocked away at a collision, covered in sword marks, very embarrassed, but his face was still firm, even with a hint of madness!

"Give up? It's up to you?!

Wang Jun said coldly, and with a loud bang, the momentum on his body soared again, his eyes were covered with bloodshot, and he felt a kind of madness that he was desperate: "Maybe I am nothing among the geniuses of Taixu Mountain, but you?"

As he said that, he roared suddenly: "Wusheng Sword!"

A sharp sword light suddenly bloomed in the void, with an indomitable momentum, the man and sword merged into a stream of light, and rushed towards the sword genius on the opposite side!

"The Seven Methods of Taixu's Wusheng Sword?" The genius of the Sword Clan looked a little solemn at this moment, but he was still confident in himself: "Is there no such great technique in my sword clan?"

As he said that, he gently stretched out his hand and slashed over the sword. A ray of blood spread, and blood was flowing in the entire long sword, which was quite strange. The momentum on his body suddenly soared to a peak at this moment.

Facing the ever-forward Wusheng Sword, he roared suddenly: "Blood-colored Sword Technique!"

Then, the man and sword were united, bringing out a huge blood light and swinging it out with a loud bang!

Sharp!

Under the bang of collision, the sword lights radiated were densely filled with dense swords, turning into a sword blade storm, directly submerging the two people in the field. Countless sword marks suddenly appeared on the two of them, and blood flowed.

Wang Jun groaned, but the blood-filled eyes were still terrifyingly firm, as if nothing had happened, and suddenly another sword was swung out!

Sensing the sharp sword energy, the sword clan genius was shocked and cursed: "Crazy!"

He had no choice but to endure his injuries and swung his sword with the same sword to block Wang Jun's sword.

However, just as the two long swords were about to collide, Wang Jun suddenly raised his arm, and he avoided the bloody sword of the sword genius in the sword clan in a slight slightest.

"Um?!"

"Is he looking for death?"

In this scene, the sword clan members immediately shrank their eyes. As a result, he opened the empty door, and the sword genius of the sword clan could easily pierce his heart.

The genius of the Sword Clan was also stunned and then became ruthless: "Since you are looking for death, I will give you my best!"

As he said that, the sword in his hand was handed over and stabbed Wang Jun's heart like a poisonous snake.

At this moment, the latter looked crazy. Facing this sword, he just moved three inches horizontally, avoiding the position of his heart. With a "puff" sound, the sword pierced into his right chest.

And he had a crazy look on his face and was catching the eyebrows of the sword clan genius who was catching the long sword in his hand.

Before the sword arrived, the sharp sword intent had already made the sword genius tingle on his eyebrows and his eyes were full of tears!

At this moment, his sword was old and there was no room for reaction.

The next moment, Wang Jun's long sword will pierce his eyebrows and pass through his brain. Even if he has strong vitality, he will definitely be unable to escape death!

"What?!"

All the people in the Sword Clan changed their colors.

Wang Jun actually wanted to kill the genius of the Sword Clan at the cost of his serious injury!

Being so ruthless is not only cruel to the enemy, but also to yourself!

Whoosh!

At this moment, an invisible energy shot out, bounced Wang Jun's long sword away, and saved the life of the sword genius.

It turned out that it was the Purple Sword Marquis who took action, with a gloomy expression:

"In this battle, my sword clan admits defeat!"

Hearing this, the sword genius was shocked and sweated coldly. At that moment, he clearly sensed the approaching of the god of death, and there was great terror between life and death!

Wang Jun was relieved until this time, collapsed, covered the blood hole in his chest, walked off the arena and returned to the people of Taixu Mountain, and said in a deep voice: "Fortunately, I have not been humiliated!"

The people of Taixu Mountain naturally stepped forward to support him.

"good!"

Even Qin Jiuge was quite surprised at this moment, and was very satisfied with Wang Jun. The cruelty between life and death was even slightly weak in the Supreme Trial, but he would never drag him down.

"The Holy Son's praise!" After receiving praise from Qin Jiuge, Wang Jun felt flattered and hurriedly bowed to Qin Jiuge. The latter smiled and reached out to take out a pill, popped it into Wang Jun's mouth, and chuckled, "Let's heal the wound first!"

After saying that, he turned his head and looked at Zi Jianhou, and smiled and said, "Thank you!"

At this moment, the Zi Jianhou looked quite ugly.

If Ge Qing had too strong in that battle just now, but in terms of strength alone in this battle, the genius of the sword clan steadily suppressed Wang Jun. He was a sure game but was defeated by Wang Jun at the end of the game!

Hearing Qin Jiuge's words, Zi Jianhou forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, nodded, and said in a deep voice: "Come again!"

Then, he turned his head and looked at the sword clan, "I don't want to see this again after that!"

"yes!"

All the people in the Sword Clan were shocked at this moment, and their expressions were solemn: "There are only two games now, and there are still five of us who have not taken action. Don't worry, Master Zi Jian!"

They assured the Zi Jianhou that although they lost two games, they could still sit still.

"Yes!" The Zi Jianhou nodded with satisfaction and signaled to continue.

However, the subsequent development made the prince's expression more and more gloomy, and he was almost about to twist out the water!
Chapter completed!