So the question is, how can we let the preacher take the initiative? It's very simple, that is to use the blue star to serve various food.
With the passage of time, it soon came to eleven o'clock in the evening, and there was still an hour before the date agreed by Jian Wudi and Zhou Zhiyuan was about to pass. Once Jian Wudi does not arrive today, once time passes, Jian Wudi’s ranking will be removed from the rankings. If you want to be on the rankings, you will need to re-ranking, but there is also a time limit, especially because the challenge failed due to breach of contract. Yes, it won't be on the rankings for a hundred years.
Jian Wudi has not arrived for a long time, and many monks think that Jian Wudi is afraid of Zhou Zhiyuan and dare not come to challenge.
On the battle stage, Zhou Zhiyuan, who had been standing with his eyes closed, also opened his eyes and frowned slightly.
Apart from Yang Fan, there was only the mysterious old man who was lying on a chair on the battle platform.
The old man, like a mortal, gets up and takes a sip of tea from time to time.
When the tea was first poured out of the kettle, white smoke appeared and the temperature was very high. But the old man didn't care, he drank it, and then lay down and closed his eyes to rest.
At the last ten minutes before twelve o'clock, the abnormal situation happened.
The teleportation array next to the battle platform suddenly lit up. At this time, no one was using the teleportation array, so it immediately attracted everyone's attention.
The light dissipated, a thin figure, steady pace, strong sword intent, and a young man holding a very ordinary long sword in his hand slowly flew over.
On the battle stage, Zhou Zhiyuan turned to look at the sky if he felt a little bit, and the strong pressure from his body was released, colliding with the sword intent of the incoming person.
A minute later, the visitor slowly landed on the battle platform, and the two of them stood up looking at each other, without speaking for a long time.
After another five minutes, Zhou Zhiyuan, who was embracing his hands, finally moved, but he put down his hands and put away the folding fan. Two long knives appeared out of thin air in his hands. Zhou Zhiyuan was walking with a double knife flow.
"You finally came, Jian Wudi, I have been waiting for you for a long time."
The person here is Jian Wudi.
It's just that Jian Wudi now has long hair, draped loosely, and his face is a little haggard. If you look closely, you can still see the scars left by the fight.
"I'm sorry, I ran into an enemy on the way here, and I fought a battle, so I was late."
Jian Wudi's tone was light, his eyes were deep, and his eyes seemed to hide terrifying energy.
"You are hurt!"
Zhou Zhiyuan's tone changed suddenly, and his eyes suddenly stopped at the wound on Jian Wudi's waist. Although Jian Wudi was bandaged and blocked by clothes, it could still be seen.
Jian Wudi was silent, but still nodded.
"I don't want to take advantage of the danger. You can heal your wounds first. I'll wait for you."
"No, let's go to war. I have something to do when this battle is over."
After speaking, Jian Wudi glanced at Yang Fan's position. To be precise, they should be three figures not far behind Yang Fan.
It was the fat man, Lin Yang and Jiang Ting who had previously chased the sword invincible.
Yang Fan was stunned, thinking Jian Wudi had recognized him, but after thinking about it carefully, he shook his head.
Because Yang Fan at this time was He Jiajin's face, and he also put the token for confirming the location in the system package, and he did not disclose his knowledge of Jian Wudi.
Zhou Zhiyuan followed Jian Wudi's gaze and found those three real wonderland powerhouses, and suddenly realized.
"Your enemies are the three of them?"
Zhou Zhiyuan's spiritual awareness said.
Jian Wudi hummed.
"If you are worried about them, you don't have to. This is a safe zone. Even the strongest Golden Immortals don't dare to do it here. If you are worried that they will follow you, I have a way to help you ask them."
This is not Zhou Zhiyuan's kindness, but as a strong man, he doesn't want his opponent to be worried about other things besides fighting. That way, even if he won, Zhou Zhiyuan felt disgraceful.
Jian Wudi was silent. First, he was a little surprised at being so kind to Zhou Zhiyuan, but this condition really moved his heart.
The strength of Kendo Valley was not something that a cultivator of Heavenly Wonderland could resist.
"Well then, I will fight you wholeheartedly."
"Okay, let's get started."
As soon as the voice fell, Zhou Zhiyuan disappeared and appeared behind Jian Wudi in the next second.
The double knives on both hands swung towards the back of Jian Invincible in a cross shape.
Zhou Zhiyuan's speed is very fast, at least in Yang Fan's view, if he does not use Samsara to write the round eyes, he can't see his position at all.
At the same time, in an inconspicuous position east of the viewing platform, a handsome young man was sitting there.
Beside him, there are two beautiful female monks, their hands are placed on the two beautiful female monks from time to time, causing these two female monks to flush.
This person is Zhou Feilong, the eighth floor of the Heavenly Wonderland, who is also on the Tianjiao list, but his ranking is far behind Zhou Zhiyuan, at 8,300.
On the Tianjiao list, a small difference will result in a lot of difference in ranking. Fortunately, Zhou Feilong ranked very high in the eighth floor of the Heavenly Wonderland, otherwise he would definitely be behind 8,600.
In the blink of an eye, Zhou Zhiyuan appeared behind Jian Wudi, his hands already slashing towards Jian Wudi's back.
Just when everyone thought the battle was about to end, the sword invincible moved.
Jian Wudi's right hand shook, and the very ordinary long sword in his hand was directly attached to his back, obviously he wanted to use this long sword to resist.
"I thought how powerful Sword Invincible was. In my opinion, he was just a fool who used this kind of sword to resist Zhou Zhiyuan's middle-grade sixth-order fairy weapon. I really don't know what to say."
"It's over, I will lose all my belongings."
"Damn sword invincible, why are you so weak, why don't you choose to avoid it, you have to use your sword to resist."
"..."
The people on the viewing platform who said this kind of derogatory words about Sword Invincible were weak monks, and they didn't know anything about kendo. As early as when Jian Wudi offered the long sword, Yang Fan could feel the terrifying sword intent on the long sword even though it was so far away.
The body of that ordinary long sword has been wrapped in the sword intent, and the sword intent has been condensed into substance, and the hardness is not lower than that of the top grade ninth-order fairy.
"Oh?"
On the edge of the battle platform, if the old man who Yang Fan couldn't penetrate the realm felt a little bit, he cast a curious look at Invincible.
"Sure enough, he is a talented young Tianjiao. The bone age is less than 50,000 years old, and his kendo attainments are already so strong. Although only the strength of the fifth floor of the heavenly fairyland, it can be comparable to the tenth floor of the heavenly fairyland."
