Chapter 138: Sovereign, I want to fight!

"Spouted swords and swords win! The next one, the cracked swordsman vs. the epee!"
Anshan lost, and it is naturally impossible to say no disappointment. However, there is no way for Anshan Taiping. The proud dragon is too strong. Anshan Feihong is not his opponent, and it is also reasonable. No one has thought that the Sword of Heaven will have such a strong and sturdy slogan.
It is a pity that the next match, no matter how you look at it, is the split of the sword. The strongest arrogant dragon of the celestial sword sect, has been promoted to the Imperial Air Warrior, can not participate in the following test. As for the other disciples of the Sword of Heaven, it is simply completely vulnerable.
After breaking through to the Imperial Air, Aaron was taken off the sword. Even if he wants to participate in the fight, no one else can allow it. The next battle, only the other people who can rely on the sword of the sky, even if it is not reliable, will not work.
"My Zhong Jianxing is standing here, you cracked the sword, who can stop me!"
The other disciples of the Epee Gate have not spoken yet, and Zhong Jianxing is the first to go to the sword. He just wants to humiliate the sword of the cracker, whether it is Lingdao or the proud dragon, it makes him deeply angry. It is a pity that Aolong can't fight with him, and Lingdao can't.
Ling Dao is really in a state of reality, and it is lower than a real world. The proud dragon is an imperial environment, and it is higher than the realm. As for the other disciples of the Jiantian Jianzong, to be honest, even if they are together, Zhong Jianxing is sure to defeat them.
"Before, others told me that the cracked swords are firewood. I didn't believe it at the time. After all, how could one of them be firewood? But now I believe, you are indeed firewood, even I can't stop a sword!"
If you are so mad, it is natural that the disciples of the Swordsmen are angry. Among the disciples of the Sword of Heaven, he came out of a late warrior. He knew that he was not an opponent of Zhong Jianxing, but he did not believe that he could not stop even a sword of Zhong Jianxing.
"Oh? Do you dare to come up?"
Zhong Jianxing sneered, and then he slammed a sword. The Xuan Tie Sword seems to have turned into a giant axe, enough to open up space, and slammed into the sect of the sacred sword. Zhong Jianxing’s own realm is higher than him, and his combat power is higher than that of more than one grade.
"Defeated, waste!"
The disciple of Jiantian Jianzong exhibited a seven-style violent yang, and a round of the scorching sun was born, but unfortunately it was directly crushed by the black iron sword. Zhong Jianxing's shot was extremely hot, and the black iron sword seemed to be the door panel, and he was on the disciple's body.
"puff"
The disciple of Jiantian Jianzong spurted a large amount of blood, and his body continued to retreat. Unfortunately, Zhong Jianxing did not let him go. Xuan Tiejian swept out again and directly hit the belly of this cracked sword.
"boom"
There was a piece of dust on the ground. The sword of the slashing sword was spurted by the blood, and the internal organs were all traumatized. All this did not end, Zhong Jianxing stepped out and stepped on his back.
The split-day Jianzong disciple turned his eyes, and the severe pain directly made him faint. Zhong Jianxing sneered, and he kicked him off the sword. The face of Zhong Jianxing’s face showed a cold smile.
"Who else? Who dares to come up and fight with me?"
Under the sword, there is silence, and Zhong Jianxing is really bad, but his strength is obvious to all. The remaining eight squad disciples of the Swords of the Swordsman, even if they are shot, may be similar to the previous disciple.
"Give it, don't fight!"
Duan Zhenghui sighed, except for the proud dragon, the other disciples of the slashing swords are really not as good as the martial arts disciples. What's more, Zhong Jianxing is still the strongest martial artist in the Epee Gate. The gap between them and Zhong Jianxing is really too big.
"Is this admit defeat? It really is a group of garbage, even the lord has no power! You don't call the slashing swords in the future, just call the garbage swords!"
Zhong Jianxing’s voice is very loud, and everyone in the place can hear it clearly. Everyone in the cracked swords can't help but clench their fists. It is so irritating that Zhong Jianxing is so humiliated.
Unfortunately, they can't take revenge. The remaining eight squatting disciples are indeed not the opponents of Zhong Jianxing. Duan Zhenghui, Zhuang Xin and Ao Long, but they have played Zhong Jianxing. Unfortunately, their realm is too high to be shot.
"What is the test of the sovereign, the third round?"
The first two rounds have ended, and only the third round is over. Only until now, Lingdao does not know what the third round is. His question was even more so that Duan Zhenghui smiled bitterly.
"The third round has nothing to do with the estimation of our swords. The first round is the sword between the disciples of the true atmosphere, the second round is the sword between the disciples, and the third round is still rushing. The swords between the disciples are just playing together!"
Duan Zhenghui’s words made the disciples of the slashing swords all dumbfounded. Playing together, that is to say, the squadron of the slashing swords of the celestial sects, together with other disciples, the same is true of other forces. It is a pity that only nine disciples are able to participate in the war.
Just by Zhong Jianxing alone, he can defeat the nine disciples who are smashing the swords of the slashing swords, let alone the martial arts gates with twenty smashing disciples. If the Epee Gate and the Sword of the Sword are fighting, the Sword of Heaven will only be defeated by the Destroy.
"Don't dare to ask the third round. Is it because you think that the third round of the cracked swordsmanship may not win? Is it up to you?"
Zhong Jianxing, standing on the sword table, said contemptuously that he wanted to split the third round of the sword and fight against their epee gates, and then he would be better able to split the Tianjian sect. Ling Dao killed Xia Houjue and hit Situ De. He had already made Zhong Jianxing angry, and he did not give him face many times. Zhong Jianxing had long hated Lingdao.
"This match, the Epeemen won! The second round of the Fighting Sword Conference is over!"
The Sword of Heaven has already conceded defeat, and naturally the Epee Gate won. The second round of the Fighting Swords Conference, the first in the Epee Gate, received forty victory points. The cracked swordsman's record is also good, ranked second, and got thirty victory points.
"The Sovereign, the third round, I want to fight!"
At this time, Ling Dao was very serious. Above the sky, the clouds are densely covered, and Lingdao has already got a bit of control. Even if he does not use the strongest force, he has the means to defeat Zhong Jianxing. This is a kind of self-confidence with my invincibility!
"What? You want to fight?"
Duan Zhenghui stunned, but did not expect that Lingdao actually raised such a request. Lingdao is now really in the air, even if it is temporarily broken into the rushing environment, what is the use?