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Chapter 248: The Madness of Taixu Mountain's Prodigy! (Third update!)

"war!"

The two stood still, and a strong fighting spirit burst out from the eyes of the latter two at the same time.

Zheng!
Zheng!
Two sword chants sounded almost at the same time, and the first move was a killer move. Two sharp sword lights crossed the sky, killing each other, and there was a "clang" where the two swords intersected, and sparks flew everywhere!

And no matter whether it was the Tianjiao of the Sword Clan or the one from Taixu Mountain, they were all full of fighting spirit, they did not retreat for a moment, they circulated their energy, and swung their swords like crazy again!
In the blink of an eye, the two had fought hundreds of moves, and the sky was full of sword shadows, and the figures of the two were almost invisible, and the turbulent energy completely enveloped the entire arena.

Clang!

All of a sudden, the two of them slashed out with sword energy, and then heard a muffled groan, that Tianjiao of Taixu Mountain suddenly took three steps back, his footsteps were flimsy, obviously he was at a disadvantage.

"it is good!"

Seeing this, the faces of the members of the Sword Clan suddenly glowed with brilliance.

But everyone in Taixu Mountain shook their heads helplessly: "Junior Wang Jun just broke through to the middle stage last month, after all, he has lost a little bit of accumulation!"

"But as the proud of the Holy Land, it's not so easy to lose!"

"That's natural!"

Everyone's voice transmission, although they are at a disadvantage, they still haven't lost confidence, and they are still quite relaxed. They are both the arrogance of Taixu Mountain, and they all know their own methods!

While speaking, the arrogant Wang Jun of Taixu Mountain in the field was forced to open a hole by the opponent, and was pierced through the shoulder by a sword.

"Humph! I advise you to admit defeat!" the arrogant sword clan said coldly, a long sword was in his hand like an arm, turning into countless sword lights, suppressing it, forcing Wang Jun to retreat step by step!

boom!
Suddenly, when the two sides collided, Wang Jun was immediately knocked into the air, his whole body was covered in sword marks, he was very embarrassed, but his face was still firm, even with a touch of madness!
"Admit defeat? It's up to you?!

Wang Jun said coldly, suddenly, the momentum on his body soared again, his eyeballs were bloodshot, and there was a kind of desperate madness: "Perhaps I am nothing among the arrogance of Taixu Mountain, but you?"

As he spoke, he roared violently: "Wusheng Sword!"

A sharp sword light suddenly bloomed in the void, with an indomitable momentum, the human and sword merged into one, turning into a stream of light, madly killing the opposite sword clan Tianjiao!

"The Wusheng Sword of the Seven Laws of the Taixu?" The sword clan's arrogance looked a little dignified at the moment, but he was still confident in himself: "Is there no such great skill in my sword clan?"

As he said that, he stretched out his hand lightly, and slashed across the edge of the sword, a ray of blood spread, and the blood flowed throughout the long sword, which was quite strange, and the aura on his body suddenly soared to a peak at this moment.

Facing the indomitable Wusheng sword, he roared fiercely: "Scarlet Sword Art!"

Then, the human and sword united into one, bringing up a monstrous bloody light, and swung it out loudly!

Clang!

Under the sudden collision, the escaping sword glows turned into a storm of sword blades, directly submerging the two people in the field. Countless sword marks suddenly appeared on the two people, and blood flowed continuously.

Wang Jun snorted, but those bloodshot eyeballs were still frighteningly firm, as if nothing happened, and suddenly swung out another sword!
Sensing that sharp sword energy, Sword Clan Tianjiao was startled, and cursed in a low voice: "Crazy!"

He had no choice but to endure the injury, and swung the same sword to block Wang Jun's sword.

However, just when the two long swords were about to collide with each other, Wang Jun raised his arm suddenly, avoiding the bloody sword of Tianjiao of the sword clan within a hair.

"Um?!"

"Is he looking for death!"

At such a scene, everyone in the Sword Clan shrank their eyes immediately. In this way, he opened the door wide open, and the sword of the Sword Clan Tianjiao, without hindrance, could easily pierce his heart.

The arrogant sword clan was also taken aback for a moment, and then said harshly: "Since you are looking for death, I will help you!"

As he spoke, he swung the long sword in his hand, stabbing at Wang Jun's heart like a poisonous snake.

At this moment, the latter, with a face full of madness, faced the sword and only moved three inches horizontally, avoiding the position of the heart, and made a "puchi", causing the sword to penetrate the right chest.

And he was full of madness, and the long sword in his hand was aimed straight at the eyebrows of the sword clan Tianjiao.

Before the sword arrived, the sharp sword intent had already made the sword clan Tianjiao's eyebrows tingle, and his eyes were cracked!
At this moment, his sword power is old, and there is no room for reaction.

In the next moment, Wang Jun's long sword will pierce through his forehead and pass through his brain. Even if his vitality is strong, he will definitely die!
"what?!"

Everyone in the Sword Clan changed their colors.

Wang Jun actually wanted to kill the proud sword clan at the cost of his serious injury!

It's too ruthless to act like this, not only ruthless to the enemy, but even more ruthless to yourself!

Whoosh!
At this moment, an invisible energy shot out, flicking Wang Jun's long sword away, saving the life of the sword clan Tianjiao.

It turned out to be Zi Jianhou who made the move, with a gloomy expression:
"This battle, my sword clan admits defeat!"

Hearing this, the sword clan arrogance broke out in a cold sweat. At that moment just now, he clearly sensed the approach of the god of death, and there was great terror between life and death!
As for Wang Jun, it was only at this time that he let out a sigh of relief, his body softened, he covered the bloody hole in his chest, walked off the ring and returned to the people of Taixu Mountain, and said in a deep voice: "Fortunately, I did not disgrace my life!"

All the people in Taixu Mountain naturally stepped forward to support him.

"Not bad!"

Even Qin Jiuge was quite surprised at the moment, and was very satisfied with Wang Jun. The kind of cruelty between life and death, even if his strength was slightly weak in the Supreme Trial, he would never hold back.

"Holy Son's praise!" Wang Jun felt overwhelmed by Qin Jiuge's praise, and hurriedly bowed to Qin Jiuge. The latter smiled, reached out and took out a pill, popped it into Wang Jun's mouth, and chuckled. Said: "Let's heal the wound first!"

After finishing speaking, he just turned his head to look at Zi Jianhou, and said with a smile: "Accept!"

At this moment, Zi Jianhou looked rather ugly.

Ruuocai's battle just now was due to Ge Qing's too strong strength, but in this battle, in terms of strength alone, the sword clan's arrogance was able to suppress Wang Jun steadily. Under Jun's desperate efforts, he made a strong comeback!

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 to look at the members of the Sword Clan, "After that, I don't want to see such a situation again!"

"Yes!"

Everyone in the Sword Clan was startled at this moment, with solemn expressions on their faces: "It's only been two games now, and there are still five of us who haven't made a move. Don't worry Zi Jianhou!"

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

"En!" Zi Jianhou nodded in satisfaction, indicating to continue.

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

(End of this chapter)