Chapter 0411 Silver Sword

Pang Jian, a disciple from the main courtyard, stepped out and looked at Tong Yu in the spectator seat, with a deep smile on his lips.

He fluttered his arms to release powerful pressure, and his cultivation level was obviously much higher than the three just now.

"Pang never holds back in competitions. If something goes wrong, consider yourself unlucky!"

Pang Jian's eyes were cold and full of fighting spirit.

"Do you mean to use all your strength?"

Jiang Tian smiled coldly and looked at the other party.

"Of course, since you have stepped into this arena, you should be prepared!"

Pang Jian smiled ferociously.

"I understand, let's take action!"

Jiang Tian nodded lightly, with a sharp look in his eyes.

"You actually asked me to make the first move. You are so arrogant. You will regret it!"

Pang Jian snorted coldly, his bloodline spiritual power surged wildly, and seven layers of silvery sky appeared above his head.

A strange spiritual power descended from the sky, filled with the chilling aura of Jin Ge's killing spree!

"Eighth-grade middle-level, Silver Sword bloodline, Jiang Tian, ​​you were defeated unjustly!"

Pang Jian smiled proudly, waved his arms, and the seven layers of sky trembled, condensing into the shadow of a lightsaber with dazzling silver light!

The huge sword slowly rotated, releasing an irresistible momentum and locking Jiang Tian firmly.

"The bloodline of the eighth-grade mid-level silver sword is indeed 'slutty'!"

Looking at the silver lightsaber, Jiang Tian smiled contemptuously.

"Asshole!"

Pang Jian struck out furiously, swung his arms in the air, and slashed down like lightning with his silver sword.

boom!

The dazzling sword light shone in the void, and a powerful pressure enveloped Jiang Tian.

"Balong Fist!"

Jiang Tian punched wildly with his right fist, and the purple fist shadow rushed forward like a meteor.

Boom!

The fist shadow exploded, and the powerful spiritual energy fluctuation instantly swallowed up the silver lightsaber.

Click, click, click...boom!

The sound of the weapon breaking suddenly sounded, Pang Jian's face turned pale, and his body shook violently.

The silver lightsaber collapsed before it could hit Jiang Tian.

"That's unreasonable!"

Pang Jian resisted the backlash of his spiritual power and shouted loudly before rushing out.

"You lose!"

Jiang Tian smiled coldly, came to Pang Jian in an instant, and punched out with his right fist.

Bang!

The purple light exploded, and Pang Jian screamed and vomited blood and flew away, leaving a huge dent in his chest and he fainted directly to the ground.

"Damn it!"

"That's unreasonable! Jiang Tian, ​​are you too harsh?"

Two of the remaining five people's expressions changed and they all exclaimed.

"You two are so anxious. It seems you have a good relationship with Pang Jian?"

Jiang Tian turned to look at them with a sneer on his face.

The corners of their eyes twitched and they subconsciously looked towards the spectator seats.

Jiang Tian could guess who they were looking at without even thinking. Sure enough, when he turned around, he saw Tong Yu winking at them with a gloomy face.

Jiang Tian smiled coldly and looked away.

"You two, come together!"

"Arrogant minions!"

"Since you are so brazen, we won't be polite! Come on!"

The two people rushed out quickly, their bloodline spiritual power instantly unfolded, and seven layers of sky appeared above their heads.

The sky on the left is filled with green smoke, exuding bursts of cold air; the sky on the right has a strong atmosphere, as thick as a hill!

"How confident are you that you dare to be arrogant with this kind of strength?"

Jiang Tian greeted him with a cold smile, and the purple light around his body rose. The opponent's pressure was temporarily blocked in the air, and his falling force was stopped!

"Balong Fist!"

Jiang Tian punched out with both fists, sending the two of them flying.

"puff!"

"Damn it!"

The two of them vomited blood and fell to the ground, and the bloodline phenomenon also dissipated. Their faces were ashen, their chests were collapsed, and their injuries were not much lighter than Pang Jian's.

"Damn! This country bumpkin is so strong?"

In the audience seat, Tong Yu's face was extremely gloomy, and his frowning brows seemed to be able to squeeze out water.

"It's Ba Long Fist again. Doesn't he know other techniques?"

"There are three left...Why do I feel something is wrong?"

The elders frowned, and their faces were not very good-looking.

This Jiang Tian was not as unbearable as they imagined. If they put aside their bad feelings, it could even be said that his strength was quite impressive.

"Tong Yu, are you mistaken? Is this the uneducated Jiang Tian you say?"

The corner of Tong Yu's mouth twitched: "You can't be wrong. This kid just has better luck. There are three masters behind him. I don't believe I can't cure him!"

Several elders looked at each other and began to believe Tong Yu's words less.

They were all discerning people and had been instigated by him without thinking much about it. However, after witnessing Jiang Tian's clean and neat methods, their minds had changed.

At this moment, the most relaxed person is Elder Bai.

Looking at the pile of bets in front of him, he knew that these old guys were destined to be cheated if they took a wrong look.

Jiang Tian glanced at the three defeated generals with contempt, then turned to look at the last three.

"It's your turn!"

Jiang Tian was calm and composed, with an awe-inspiring arrogance exuding from his whole body!

"Don't be too crazy, kid, I'm different from them!"

A tall, brocade-robed disciple shouted coldly.

"Jiang Tian, ​​don't think that everything will be fine after defeating them. Let me tell you, you will definitely not be able to pass our level!"

Another yellow-faced disciple who was slightly fatter had a serious look on his face, with a hint of perseverance in his eyes.

From these two people, Jiang Tian only felt a strong fighting spirit, but there was not much hostility. They were obviously not the same as the previous three.

"Who is strong and who is weak will soon be known."

Jiang Tian shook his head and smiled, the coldness in his eyes subsided slightly, but the fighting spirit was still full of it.

"I quit!"

A cold voice suddenly sounded, and a woman with a cold and arrogant expression turned around and walked to the side, watching coldly.

"Junior sister Ye, what are you doing and why do you want to give up?"

"Junior sister Ye, isn't it easy to deal with him with your strength?"

The two masters from the main hospital were greatly surprised and did not understand why Ye Wuxue had to give up this opportunity.

As the beloved disciple of Elder Leng Wuyan, there is no need to doubt her strength. Is it difficult to deal with Jiang Tian?

But how do they know Ye Wuxue's thoughts?

The humiliating defeat of the one-year appointment seemed like yesterday, and after witnessing the fight just now, she knew that Jiang Tian did not use his full strength.

She didn't want to end up with another disastrous defeat under the gaze of so many people.

Ever since the one-year date failed, the breath in her heart quietly dissipated. From then on, Jiang Tian became a stranger in her eyes.

Jiang Tian, ​​on the other hand, regarded her as a stranger and even dismissed her.

Under such circumstances, how could she seek humiliation and unhappiness for herself?

Ye Wuxue's face was cold, and his eyes were even colder. He ignored the two people's questions, as if he didn't hear them.

Jiang Tian raised his eyebrows, and a sneer flashed across his lips.

Fortunately, Ye Wuxue is self-aware, otherwise he wouldn't mind giving her another disastrous defeat!

Jiang Tian smiled coldly and looked at the two people opposite him.

"You two, take action!"
Chapter completed!