Six Realms Conferred God

The face of the Sixth Sword changed drastically, and his body quickly retreated, but the speed of retreat was still not as fast as that of Zhu Xianjian.

At this critical juncture, the Sixth of Sword roared, and a burst of blood spewed out, and the sword power of the whole person became extremely powerful, and he slashed directly.

boom!

When this sword came down, it collided with the Zhuxian Sword, and a loud bang came, and the sword energy swept across the ring, slamming the sixth sword directly out of the ring.

The Cangjian also flew backwards, almost out of the ring.

Once you leave the ring, the outcome is set.

Sword Six's face was extremely pale, he didn't expect that he would lose, it was a huge shame.

Standing on the ring, Cang Jian said with a triumphant smile at the corner of his mouth: "It's not only the swordsmen who won't be defeated, we can do it too. We are no different."

"Young man, good point!" The black-haired old man of the sword family said with great appreciation.

Then with a wave of his hand, ten groups of light flew out, and the ten true meanings of sword intent were given to Cangjian.

Everyone was shocked, Xuanyuan had only given five before, but Cangjian actually gave ten.

Even the sword family members were a little surprised.

After Cang Jian obtained the ten true meanings of sword intent, he was naturally overjoyed and said with a smile: "Thank you, senior."

"You deserve it." The black-haired old man said lightly.

The Blue Sword was not polite, he put away all of them, and then returned to his position.

"Yes, I have also said some truth, there are as many as five to see the truth." Xuanyuan said with a smile.

Cang Jian whispered: "Hey, there is no way, who made me such a high level."

"When you say you are fat, you really pant." Xuanyuan rolled his eyes and said.

Next, the contest on the seventh floor of the Daluo Jinxian also began, and the winner of the seventh floor of the Daluo Jinxian was also full of confidence after seeing the two victories of Xuanyuan and Cangjian.

Especially the words of Cangjian, we are no different, but let him use strong self-confidence.

He chose the fourth of swords.

After the Fourth of Sword entered the ring, a powerful sword aura burst out.

The swordsman had already lost two games, which was completely unexpected.

In their hearts, they should not lose a game, they should be ravaged by these kendo monks.

However, the facts have given them a slap, and they must now fight back.

The Fourth of Sword bears such a mission, he must win, and the win is very thorough.

At the beginning of the battle, the fourth of swords was a full-scale explosion of his own strength, a crazy attack, and he wanted to defeat his opponent in the shortest possible time.

However, the winner of the seventh floor of the Daluo Jinxian was also full of confidence now, without the slightest sign of weakness, and shot with all his strength.

The two sides turned out to be fighting equally.

The face of Sword Four became more and more ugly. It was impossible for him to defeat his opponent in a short time, and his consumption was too great.

The winner of the seventh floor of Da Luo Jinxian is also a very intelligent person. When the fourth sword of the sword is crazy attacking, he spends most of his time defending and counterattacking, so the consumption is not large.

Now after a period of fighting, the cultivator on the seventh floor of Da Luo Jinxian knew that his opportunity had come, and he completely launched a counterattack.

The Fourth of Sword was suppressed in an instant, and could only passively counterattack defensively.

After the sword family saw this scene, their expressions were gloomy. Could it be that this battle is about to be lost again?

"Good job, don't stop attacking." Someone shouted.

"Put him off the ring."

"Win another game for us."

Many people agreed.

Such words made the sword family's people listen, and their faces were extremely cold.

The black-haired old man was indifferent and his expression was very calm.

After the winner of the seventh floor of Daluo Jinxian received such encouragement, his fighting spirit was even more boiling, his sword energy billowed out, and he performed extraordinary.

The Fourth of Sword was forced to retreat continuously and was about to quit the ring.

He wanted to break out, but his strength couldn't keep up, and his heart was extremely depressed.

boom!

The winner of the seventh floor of the Daluo Jinxian slammed out with a single sword, and the ten thousand swords aura slammed out. The fourth of the swords could not resist at all.

"Win!" The people watching this scene were even more excited than the winner of the seventh floor of Luo Jinxian.

"Haha...Finally, I breathed out a nasty breath. It's really pleasing."

"Look at the swordsmen and these people dare not to face the sky in their nostrils, so arrogant."

The onlookers and kendo monks present were extremely excited. The depression of the previous losing streak disappeared in an instant, and all of them were full of confidence.

But the sword family members all bowed their heads and kept silent. What face do they have to say?

The black-haired old man gave the seventh-layer winner of the big Luo Jinxian five true meanings of sword intent.

"This competition is over, thank you again for your participation in kendo." The black-haired old man stood up and said calmly.

After that, he turned to look at the young man of the sword family, and said, "Go back."

The youth of the sword family lowered their heads. This time they lost three games in a row. They really had no face to go back to see people.

All the others present cheered for victory.

Although they lost the first four games, they won three games back, which was a result they did not expect.

The result of the Kendo Grand Tournament was soon posted on the kendo continent, and everyone was shocked.

"The Sword Family actually lost three games? The one named Xuanyuan was really that crazy?"

"It has reached the realm of the sword body. If the realm is improved, then it is estimated that you can fight one of the swords."

"It seems that there are people outside, there are heaven outside.’

For a while, both Xuanyuan and Cangjian were on fire, especially Xuanyuan. Many people wanted to talk about kendo with Xuanyuan, and wanted to get a sense of Xuanyuan here.

Xuanyuan refused, he didn't go out directly.

Cangjian was different. I talked about kendo with people everywhere, and every time I was in the restaurant. To put it bluntly, I was just eating and drinking.

After a few days passed, a message came that one of the swordsman's first genius swords wanted to talk about kendo with Xuanyuan.

This news immediately caused a sensation throughout Jiancheng.

On the kendo continent, one of the swords is a kendo legend.

Many people know the talent of one of the swords, but few have seen one of the swords.

This time, one of the swords is about to show up in public, and many people are looking forward to it.

Xuanyuan quickly responded, agreeing to discuss the Dao with Jian Yi, and the time was in Jiancheng three days later.

When the news spread, everyone looked forward to it.

Many people outside Jiancheng got the news, and all rushed over, wanting to participate in such a rare event.

Some kendo cultivators from other continents did not leave either, just waiting to participate in this Dao Discussion Conference, maybe this is a good learning opportunity.

"Father, don't we meet Uncle Xuanyuan and the others?" Ye Wuyou said.

Ye Chen said: "Let's be a participant this time."

Ye Wuyou was a little puzzled, but he didn't ask anything.

During this period of time, Ye Chen went back to Jianling from time to time to take a look at the situation of the sword spirit flower.

The sword spirit flower bloomed more and more vividly, and the sword qi had doubled a lot, and it was impossible to get close within a radius of 100 meters.

"When will this sword spirit flower be able to bear fruit?" Ye Chen was full of expectations.

He must find a way to obtain sword spirit fruit for Xuanyuan.

Once Xuanyuan obtained the Sword Spirit Fruit, he would see that his cultivation level would rise sharply, and it would only be a matter of time before he reached the Sword Dao Perfection.

In a blink of an eye, three days passed quickly, and the day when Jian Yi and Xuanyuan discussed Dao also arrived.

On this day, the entire sword city was a little excited, they were waiting for one of the swords to appear.

At noon, a young man appeared outside Jiancheng. This young man was very simple, with a very simple long sword on his back.

This long sword looked a little worn out, as if it had been found from a pile of broken copper and iron. There were gaps on the blade, and there was no scabbard.

After this young man appeared, he was ordinary in the crowd, and no one could notice him at all.

He entered Jiancheng and walked on the street, no one would look at him more.

The youth walked to the entrance of an inn, then stopped at the entrance of the inn, and said to the inn, "Can Xuanyuan be here?"

There is no need to shout this sound, but the entire inn can hear it.

Everyone was taken aback, and then they all looked outside.

After seeing the youth, I was a little surprised. Who is this?

No one would have thought that this young man would be one of the swordsman's best talented swords.

In everyone's minds, the appearance of one of the swords should be very high-profile, and should be glamorous, but the youth in front of them cannot be equal to one of the swords they imagined.

Xuanyuan walked out of the inn, looked at the youth, and said, "I am Xuanyuan, who is your excellency?"

The young man said: "One of the swords."

When the young man said his name, everyone present opened their mouths in amazement.

This is one of the swords?

How could it be like this?

Everyone is a little unwilling to believe that one of the first genius swords in the kendo continent is so plain?

Everyone is reluctant to believe in their own eyes.

Xuanyuan was also a little surprised. He looked at one of the swords and said, "Are you one of the swords?"

"Why doesn't it look like?" Jian Yi said lightly.

Xuanyuan smiled and said, "It's really not like it, it's very different from what you imagined."

"What does one of the imaginary swords look like?" One of the swords looked at Xuanyuan Dao with more interest.

Xuanyuan was a little embarrassed, but he still said the truth: "The first genius in the dignified kendo continent, he shouldn't be so plain in appearance.

One of the swords smiled and said, "True monasticism does not require those useless decorations. I care about Taoism, not appearances."

After Xuanyuan heard this, he was angry with a hint of admiration in his heart, and said: "Well said, since that's the case, how about discussing the Tao in the restaurant today?" Jian Yi said: "I have no opinion."