Xiao Zhan flew out of the stone pillar, spear in hand, pointing at Sword Twenty-One.

There are four people left in the field. If he challenges Ning Changsheng and is exhausted by Ning Changsheng, and then challenges Jian Twenty-one, the probability will be even lower.

He and Jian Twenty-one were not too exhausted in the match. If they wanted to win the championship, they had to win this match. Then there would be a battle between Ning Changsheng and the White-Clothed God King, and the winner would challenge him.

Sword Twenty-One flew out with the sword case on his back.

Flying swords flew out and swam around him like fish, shining with cold light.

As Zuo Xi announced the start, more than 9,600 swords were aimed at Xiao Zhan and shot at him at the same time.

Ding ding ding~

Xiao Zhan rotated the spear in his hand to form a round shield to block the surging sword, retreating while blocking.

The long sword that was knocked away merged into the sword flow again. From a distance, it looked like Xiao Zhan was resisting the attack of a group of crazy swordfish.

The first move of Sword Twenty-One was a fatal one, not giving Xiao Zhan any chance to prepare or accumulate strength.

The spear in Xiao Zhan's hand rotated, and the light became brighter and brighter. When the light was at its brightest, there was an explosion in front of him, and the crazy group of swords were blown away.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Xiao Zhan quickly retreated, widening the distance between himself and Jian Twenty-One.

"Borrow my sword!" The sword intent from Jian Twenty-One soared into the sky.

In the audience, players' swords flew up and pierced into the Xuanwu formation.

A familiar scene reappears.

"Luckily I put away my sword this time, damn!"

"It took me a long time to find my sword last time, Sword Twenty-One, the Old Six."

"It seems like there are more big injustices this time than last time."

"I'll borrow more swords this time."

The audience on the sidelines complained.

Those players whose spirit swords were not taken away looked relieved, while the others looked miserable.

A huge group of swords spread across the sky and earth.

The free long sword found its target in an instant, pointed its tip at Xiao Zhan, and shot out suddenly.

Xiao Zhan was filled with fighting spirit, his eyes turned golden, and the spear in his hand seemed to sense his emotions, vibrating like a heartbeat.

Every swing of the spear was like sweeping across an army, carrying with it the power of thunder.

Wherever it passed, the long sword made a miserable sound.

The fighting spirit rose wildly, and Xiao Zhan's pupils turned red and gold, like a war-crazed lion.

With every move, the aura increases.

Facing tens of thousands of flying swords, Xiao Zhan did not retreat but advanced instead, facing the vast number of long swords, and killed towards Jian Twenty-One.

The desire to fight is like crazy.

【War Mad Dharma Form】

The Hundred-foot Dharma Image took shape in an instant, sweeping away the group of swords, mixed with invincible power, and went straight for Sword Twenty-one.

The long spear in the Dharmadhatu's hand swept across like an ancient battering ram, the air screaming and exploding, unstoppable.

Sensing the crisis, Jian Twenty-One's expression remained unchanged.

A vague and immortal image emerged, as if a sword immortal came from the sky, looking down at the world with a smile.

【Sword Immortal Dharma Image】

【Sword Coming】

The sword-controlling technique in Sword Twenty-One's hand changed.

A vast aura came from the sky, and above the sky, a void cracked, and a giant sword came out of the void, inserted into the front in an instant, and landed steadily in front of the sword immortal's Dharma image.

"It's so gorgeous, this terrifying move."

"He's so handsome! I could use this to pick up girls, so I wouldn't be single right now."

"Sword Twenty-One didn't use his full strength when he fought the Sword God barehanded."

"Nonsense, Sword God Baishou didn't even try his best at that time."

"Stop arguing and watch the game."

“…”

Sword Twenty-One's sword moves one by one, with shocking power.

The giant sword came from the void and fell into the hands of the sword immortal Fashang.

With the giant sword in hand, the aura of the sword immortal soared rapidly. Tens of thousands of long swords floated on both sides of the sword immortal, and the blades were covered with golden light, full of murderous intent.

This move is the coolest posture to activate the Dharma image among the top 100 contestants.

bite!

The sharp collision of spears and swords produced a sonic boom that made people retreat involuntarily.

The top 100 contestants closest to the two flew away from the stone pillars to avoid the aftermath.

A sharp sound like a knife scraping against glass spread, and tens of thousands of long swords shot out, piercing through the sonic boom and piercing towards Xiao Zhan.

[Trap Field]

Xiao Zhan's trap field was deployed, and the long sword that flew into the field was frozen in the air and fell under the force of tens of thousands of tons.

The long sword pierced through the black soil and stuck into the ground, making a continuous wail.

Enveloped by the domain, Jian Twenty-One groaned, his body feeling as if he were stuck in a quagmire, making it difficult for him to move.

Sword Tomb

Sword Twenty-One shouted loudly, and sword intent gathered from the sword tomb deep in the void.

An inexplicable power surged as the long sword absorbed the sword intent in the sword tomb.

"Ten Thousand Swords Return to Their Origin."

A large number of long swords gathered and swam around Jian Twenty-One, with the sword tips pointing at Xiao Zhan, with murderous intent surging.

"disease!"

At the command of Sword Twenty-One, tens of thousands of long swords shot out.

Xiao Zhan pinched his fingers together with one hand and tapped his forehead, a violent fighting spirit burning in his heart.

【Breaking the Battle】

The determination to break into the enemy's territory is to die rather than live.

Xiao Zhan, holding a gun, charged into the sea of thousands of swords.

The fighting spirit in the air was burning, countless long swords flew up and nailed on the stone pillars, shaking and wailing.

What a terrifying fighting spirit!

Seeing Xiao Zhan's figure, I couldn't help but marvel.

With one man and one gun, he faced the array of ten thousand swords, like a lone brave man between heaven and earth.

"kill!"

"kill!"

Two shouts spread out.

Chi!

A slight tearing sound replaced all movement between heaven and earth.

Everyone looked up at the sky intently.

Xiao Zhan, holding a gun, passed through thousands of swords in a breakthrough posture, and stabbed Jian Twenty-One in the shoulder with one gun.

The long sword in Jian Twenty-One's hand pointed one foot in front of Xiao Zhan's heart.

All movement disappeared, and thousands of swords fell.

Chi!

Xiao Zhan retracted his spear, and with only one spear, he became the protagonist between heaven and earth.

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