Xian Miao does not want to fly

Su Jing watched the majestic and powerful aura gradually overflowing from Su Xu's body, and his expression finally became serious.

The sword cultivators around the ring spread out even further.The sword intent on Su Xu's body accumulated more and more, and some escaped uncontrollably, attacking the surrounding people.

"This... is this the strength of the Juggernaut?"

"As expected of the Su family's direct lineage!"

Qiao Mo frowned.

The power in Su Xu's body appeared a little strange. Although other sword repairmen might not be able to see the clue, Qiao Mo felt that this power did not match Su Xu's.

Sword intent is the expression of the sword practice of a sword cultivator, and it is the embodiment of the will and character of a sword cultivator who enters the Tao. Everyone's sword intent has that person's own characteristics.

The sword intent that Su Xu showed before is completely different from the powerful sword intent now.

If before Su Xu's sword intent was like a summer thunderstorm, violent but unstable, then the current sword intent is more like an ancient pine in the snow, cold and mellow.

These are completely two sword intents!

A person's sword intent may not be exactly the same from the beginning to the end. After all, with the growth of experience and cultivation, the state of mind will change.

But it is impossible to have such a big change in sword intent in a short period of time!

Qiao Mo's eyes were on Su Jing. If this person didn't draw his sword, then he might be in danger.

This should be the sword intent that he can't deal with.

"Maoshan Su family," Su Xu said viciously to Su Jing, feeling the majestic power in his body, "Maoshan Su family, how can you slander it!"

Lifting the golden sword, Su Xu has never experienced this feeling, as if he is the god of this world, unrivaled.

What soul strength is not enough.

What cannot soar.

What shortens life.

Su Xu began to regret why he hadn't swallowed that elixir earlier!

To experience such power, even if he died now, he would be willing!

This might be a level of cultivation that he could never achieve in his whole life!

At this moment, he is the Juggernaut!

The spirit sword swung out, and the golden sword shadow flew towards Su Jing with a powerful sword intent engulfing everything it passed!

Su Jing's expression was indifferent, and he watched the sword intent attacking him calmly, as if this was not a sword intent that was many times more violent than before, but an ordinary gust of wind.

But at this moment, no one paid any attention to the situation on the arena. Some of the sword intents ran towards the crowd uncontrollably. You can only run as far as possible to the entrance.

Qiao Mo also felt the sword intent attacking his side. The people on his side had almost run backwards. He didn't move a muscle, and stared intently at the ring. The red sword shadow appeared in the air. Easily blocked this sword intent.

Although he can't use a sword, Jianying can still.

The sword intent hit Su Jing heavily, and the cyan sword shadow danced in the air, blocking the golden sword shadow in the sword intent, but it couldn't block the inevitable sword intent.

Su Jing held the hilt of the sword with his right hand and the scabbard with his left hand. The Qi of Tiangang protected his body tightly. Qi was still cracked!

A trace of blood flowed from the corner of Su Jing's mouth.

Although he didn't like this sword cultivator, when Qiao Mo saw the blood on the corner of his mouth, his heart suddenly jumped, and he couldn't help taking a small step forward.

"This is the power of the sword master." Su Xu pointed the sword at Su Jing, his face regained his composure, "If you roll down from the arena to seek medical treatment, you may be able to keep your spiritual veins and cultivation, otherwise, If it's late..."

Qiao Mo looked at Su Jing worriedly. He didn't know Su Jing's level of cultivation, but if a cultivator vomited blood, it must have hurt his spirit veins.

Unexpectedly, Su Jing rudely wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve. He was wearing a black Taoist robe, and the blood was not visible on the cuff.

He said calmly, "The tenth trick."

Su Xu frowned: "What are you talking about?"

Su Jing smiled, and pulled the hilt with his right hand, and the scabbard turned into a sword pendant and hung on the end of the hilt.

The silver blue sword appeared again.

Su Xu narrowed his eyes: "You still want to fight? Your spirit veins should have been seriously injured right now?"

But Su Jing said: "That's better than some people who can't ascend anymore."

Su Xu panicked when he heard this, "What are you talking about?"

But he didn't wait for Su Jing's answer. Su Jing flew forward, and the cyan sword shadow followed him to attack Su Xu. Su Xu dodged the sword shadow sideways, but had to lift the sword to resist Su Jing's attack.

But I didn't expect that Su Jing didn't really make a move, but a feinted spear to take advantage of the momentum and fly upwards. With the spiritual power accumulated in his hand, he swung heavily at Su Xu along the silver-blue sword!

Su Xu worked hard to condense the spiritual power in his body, trying to resist the sword intent with the qi of the celestial gang, but found that the increased spiritual power did not obey his orders!

Su Xu was startled, so he could only dodge sideways in an extremely ugly posture. Su Jing's sword intent made a big hole where he was originally!

"Your spirit veins are damaged now, but it's at the end of the crossbow," Su Xu shouted while trying to gather the power in his body again, "If you use your spirit power rashly, it will affect your spirit roots!"

Su Jing ignored him, Su Xu dodged the blow just now, but in the next moment, a stronger sword intent swung out from the silver-blue spirit sword, Su Xu gritted his teeth, trying to mobilize the power in his body, and finally Before Su Jing's sword intent arrived, he reluctantly used that power again.

The two forces collided in the air, and the huge wave of spiritual power exploded. Some sword cultivators couldn't even stabilize their bodies and fell to the ground.

"What is the origin of this Su Jing?!"

"His sword intent is no weaker than Su Xu's!"

"Besides, he took Su Xu's ten moves abruptly. Did he vomit blood just now? It must be because the spirit vein was damaged?"

"He can still use such power if his spirit veins are damaged, then in his heyday..."

"Could it be that this Juggernaut is really about to change hands?"

After Su Xu used that move, he almost fell off the ring due to the impact of the explosion, but Su Jing stood firmly in the center of the ring as if nothing had happened, and raised his sword again.

Su Xu couldn't believe it: "You're crazy..."

It is impossible for someone to use that kind of sword intent after the spiritual vein is injured, and it is even more impossible for someone to use that kind of sword intent again within such a short time difference!

His spirit veins were damaged, and he would need to endure great pain and secondary damage to his spirit veins if he used his sword intent forcefully. If he used his sword intent forcefully, his spirit veins would be shattered!

Was this Su Jing, in order to defeat him, actually wanting to cut off his own path of cultivation?

Then what's the use of earning the title of this sword master!

But Su Jing didn't give him time to think about it. A stronger sword intent than before had already been brewed. No matter what, Su Xu couldn't mobilize the power in his body anymore, so he had to sacrifice the golden sword shadow to resist it, but the cyan sword shadow The momentum was like a broken bamboo, and smashed the golden sword shadow that was somewhat vain for some reason. Before Su Xu could make up his mind to respond, Su Jing's sword intent was already in front of him.

Su Xu was thrown under the ring, and the surrounding was quiet for a moment, and then loud cheers erupted.

A new Juggernaut has been born.

No one cares about the losers in the arena, I don't know who started to shout out——

"Sword Saint Su Jing!"

For a moment, the entire Chunjiang Valley was filled with such orderly voices.

The legend of the Maoshan Su family has come to an end. The name of Juggernaut is no longer exclusive to a certain family. It has once again returned to all practitioners who have embarked on the path of swordsmanship, showing everyone the possibility of becoming a Juggernaut.

Qiao Mo looked at Su Jing who was surrounded by the crowd in the arena. He only had one fight with Su Xu, but no one challenged him anymore. The sword cultivators knew from the clash of sword intents just now that they were in a fight. Level is no match for this one.

But Qiao Mo had hope.

Judging from the two sword intents he swung later, Qiao Mo concluded that his spirit veins were definitely injured.

If the spiritual vein is injured, it is necessary to force the spiritual power to swim in the spiritual vein, which will cause great pain.But Su Jing not only did not show pain, but continued to swing the second sword intent with undiminished strength, and from the current point of view, Su Jing still had a smile on his face, and he didn't have any intention of treating internal injuries.

This person's willpower and pain tolerance are somewhat terrifying.

Suddenly, Qiao Mo felt something strange in his ankle, he lowered his head, Hong Yuan was trembling with excitement.

Qiao Mo knew that it was Hong Yuan's desire to get out of the sheath, and it was also his own sword heart eager to try.

This person may really allow himself to hold the sword again.

But not now, Qiao Mo said to himself, he glanced at Su Jing on the ring, then turned around and walked towards the passage he came from.

When Su Jing recovers from his injury, he will naturally find a way to visit him.

Qiao Mo walked back down the spiral staircase along the dark passage, and walked up the stairs slowly, when suddenly a voice came from below.

"That Su Jing...what the hell is it! Cough cough...cough cough..."

It's Su Xu.

Qiao Mo's footsteps stopped.

"It doesn't matter what his background is, the name of Sword Master is in your hands, Su Xu, think about how to explain to the Patriarch when you go back!"

The voice was that of a middle-aged man, with accusations towards Su Xu in his tone, and he presumably belonged to a member of the Su family with a high status.

At least Su Xu's elders.

Su Xu coughed twice again, and said viciously: "I will explain to my father, but he, Su Jing, will not be able to jump for a few days. He has received my sword intent twice, and his spirit veins have been damaged. Later, he forcibly Send out two sword intents, and now his spirit veins are about to shatter!"

The middle-aged man snorted coldly: "I don't think he looks like his spirit veins have been damaged."

"Just hold on," Su Xu said, "Su Jing can't be allowed to leave Chunjiang town alive. Since he wants to be a sword master, let's be the shortest-lived sword master!"

"You want to kill him?" The middle-aged man sneered, "Su Xu, who do you think can kill him now? Besides, Su Jing is currently attracting attention, even if he wants to kill him, how many eyes do he have to avoid? Do you want to kill him?" Is there another smear on the name of the Maoshan Su family?"

"Hehe..." Su Xu smiled weakly, "In terms of swordsmanship, I am naturally no match for him, but you don't have to use a sword to kill people. Su Jing's spiritual veins have been greatly damaged now, and if the spiritual veins are injured, it is easy to breed demons. , there are quite a few things that can make a person with a damaged spiritual vein breed demons..."

Qiao Mo stood on the stairs, looking at the place leading to the dark place below, the golden eyes flashed past.