"Second round! The Sword-casting Academy wins. In the third round, the challenger... Book Sword Academy!"

As soon as he said this, almost everyone turned their eyes to the floating peak of Shujian Academy where there were only a few disciples and even the master of the academy did not come in person.

Jian Xingyun took a deep breath and looked a little ugly. Although he had already made corresponding mental preparations, he did not expect that as soon as he came to the Sword Forging Academy, he would be half a master of Sword Immortal!

He pondered for a moment, then suddenly glanced sideways: "Seventh Junior Brother! If you fight him, you don't necessarily have to win. It's up to you to consume him as much as you can!"

Deyan, a middle-aged man who looked to be in his thirties came out behind him.

"clear……"

This man's name is Jiang Han, and he ranks seventh among the disciples of Shujian Academy. His life span is more than 500 years old. However, he is slightly less talented and started late. He is only half as powerful as a swordsman.

After Jiang Han came to power, he handed over his polite words: "Please enlighten me..."

However, before he could finish his words, Zhou Meng's body had already moved!

This time, he no longer responded to the ever-changing situation by staying the same as in the previous two rounds, but chose to take the initiative.

"Um?"

When everyone was surprised, Zhou Meng's body had arrived in front of Jiang Han, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

"die!"

Zhou Meng roared angrily, and the huge black flame heavy sword became so powerful that it extended to a hundred feet in an instant and was slashed down with a bang.

In desperation, Jiang Han immediately drew his sword and used all his strength to welcome this shocking sword.

"Ping!"

The moment the two soldiers collided, Jiang Han's expression changed.

His hands holding the long sword were seen lowering continuously, and in an instant, his face turned into the color of a complete pig's liver.

This scene immediately shocked everyone!

When he had just dealt with Chu Jianming and Chen Wei, Zhou Meng had never used such strong power!

"Is this Zhou Meng's true strength? Is the demon race hybrid really terrifying?"

Seeing Jiang Han struggling to hold on, a stern look flashed in Zhou Meng's eyes: "You are stubbornly resisting! Stop it!"

"Puff puff!"

The muscles all over Zhou Meng's body bulged, and his figure became a bit taller. His clothes even burst, making muffled sounds.

When Zhou Meng went all out, the huge force sank again, and the long sword in Jiang Han's hand finally couldn't support it.

After a moment of support, the slender sword body was full of cracks!

"Wow!"

Seeing this, Jian Xingyun's expression suddenly changed.

"Seventh Junior Brother! Give up!"

Hearing this, Jiang Han's eyes were full of fear, and he immediately shouted: "I...I admit..."

But before he could say the word "admit defeat", Zhou Meng added another force.

"Boom!"

Under the absolute power, there was only a crisp sound, and the long sword in Jiang Han's hand finally shattered completely and turned into thousands of fragments.

At the same time, a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.

"puff……"

"me……"

"Want to admit defeat? Die!"

Zhou Meng's eyes were full of ferociousness. He suddenly raised his sword and struck Jiang Han Tianling with lightning speed.

"Seventh Junior Brother!"

Jian Xingyun looked panicked, his body like a cannonball, and rushed towards the ring, trying to save Jiang Han.

"What an impudence! How can we allow others to interfere when discussing swords on thousands of peaks?"

At this time, Elder Zhengyang gave a light drink.

Sound waves came.

Jian Xingyun felt a sweet sensation in his throat and retreated violently, his blood and energy rising continuously.

At the same time, on the stage, Zhou Meng's heavy sword had been smashed down.

"No!"

Jian Xingyun's pupils were full of bloodshot eyes. Under his hysterical roar, the fiery red sword energy erupted, and Jiang Han's body was annihilated in it, without even his soul.

Can escape.

At that moment, Jian Xingyun's mind went blank, and his heart was filled with rage, causing the energy and blood he had desperately suppressed to explode instantly.

"puff!"

"Big Brother!"

Seeing this, Lianyu and several disciples from the Shujian Academy quickly stepped forward and supported Jian Xingyun.

"The third round! The Sword Forging Academy wins! The fourth round..."

Jian Xingyun suddenly raised his head, his body was trembling, and roared: "Why... why do you want to kill someone? He has obviously given up... why do you have to take his life!"

Elder Zhengyang glanced at him, his eyes full of sternness: "Are you doubtful about my judgment? Huh! According to the rules of the arena, if he didn't fully say the word "admit defeat", the arena would not be over, and no one else would take action.

You are qualified to save people. I remember that you are eager to save people, so I will spare you once. If there is a next time, it will not be so simple!"

After the Supreme Elder finished speaking, the other disciples from the other three academies also mocked: "Haha! If you dare to go to the ring, you must be able to afford to lose! If you lose, you will curse like a shrew. It's really embarrassing."

"Your Shujian Academy has long existed in name only, so why are you still struggling to support it? If you don't want your disciples to die in vain, it's best to abstain!"

"..."

Jian Xingyun's energy and blood surged even more as he heard the mocking words one after another.

He doesn't understand!

It's obviously just a sword discussion, why do you want to kill them all like this?

He doesn’t understand either!

Why was it that the previous two games were all about winning, but when they arrived at the Shujian Academy, they became so unyielding that they didn't even have the right to admit defeat.

That's not a discussion about swords, it's clearly to kill the people from the Sword Academy!

But at this moment, Jian Xingyun suddenly felt a powerful sword intent pouring into his body, helping him calm down his inner breath.

"Alas...the appearance of these people eating is even uglier than I imagined!"

Hearing the sigh,

Jian Xingyun looked sideways at the sound: "Junior Brother Feng!"

Feng Wuchen's expression was already gloomy, and he said coldly: "I was wondering just now why the Sword Forging Academy sent out a half-step sword immortal in the first round, but now I understand! The other party probably didn't even have a chance to delay.

Don’t want to give it to us! That Zhou Meng is so powerful that no one in the entire Shujian Academy, except you and me, can withstand three moves in his hands! Either you and I take action directly, or we can only send people up to die!"

At this moment, everyone understood the other party's sinister intentions!

The reason why Zhou Meng didn't leave any room for chance and went straight to kill was for one purpose, which was to cut off the possibility of Shujian Academy sending out half-step sword immortals, thus forcing the two strongest men, Feng Wuchen and Jian Xingyun, to take action.

!

As long as Jian Xingyun and Feng Wuchen both lose, and there is no one in Shujian Academy to fight, it will be regarded as a forfeit, and the victory will naturally be ugly!

At that time, according to the agreement of the three academies, Shujian Academy will definitely be the one eliminated.

If it were a fair fight, his Shujian Academy might still be the one eliminated, but at least it wasn't all hopeless.

However, now the three academies are working together to plot against his Shujian Academy!

But it completely shattered their last hope.

"Son of a bitch!"

Jian Xingyun was about to get excited again, but was suppressed by Feng Wuchen.

"This is their conspiracy! Even if you take action, they will definitely send a disciple who is much stronger than you... If you don't do it right, you may also die on the ring! Listen to me, don't go, let...

…”

"Impossible!" But before Feng Wuchen finished speaking, Jian Xingyun roared angrily: "You want me to admit defeat? Impossible! I told you that at the beginning, right? Even if I die here today, I will definitely

I won’t live idle! If you are afraid of death, leave now and I won’t stop you..."

Seeing that Jian Xingyun was overwhelmed by anger, Feng Wuchen sighed, without saying much, turned his palm over, secretly transferred a ray of sword intent into the opponent's body, and then retreated behind the floating peak, quietly
Chapter completed!