Zhou Xuanji frowned and thought to himself that it was a great Zhou Sword Emperor.

This is simply heartbreaking!

How high is the Great Zhou Sword Emperor? Isn’t this kind of evaluation of Zhou Xuanji pushing him up to the fire pit?

He could already feel the eyes around him change.

Jealous eyes are increasing.

Especially the disciple of Xie Zong, he wanted to eat him with his eyes.

Zhou Xuanji did not answer the conversation, and at this time he was speechless.

Since the Great Zhou Sword Emperor wants to praise him, why don’t he rise up with the wind?

Furthermore, if he had refuted it at the beginning, would he be considered disrespectful to the Great Zhou Sword Emperor?

In the future, if the Great Zhou Sword Emperor wants to kill him, there may be excuses.

A righteous master like the Great Zhou Sword Emperor is famous for his master and cannot kill people for no reason.

The millions of people around the stone platform suddenly became sensation, and screams came one after another, gathering together, as if overturning the sky.

"My God! Has the Sword God Zhou attracted the attention of the Great Zhou Sword Emperor?"

"It's amazing, it seems that Zhou Jianshen is really amazing!"

"Nonsense, do you think you don't have real skills?"

"The Great Zhou Sword Emperor is praising him!"

"How is it possible! The Great Zhou Sword Emperor is open and honest, how could he be that kind of villain!"

At the edge of the stone platform, Xiao Jiangxue, Bei Xiaowang Jian and others were also excited.

Zhang Rutan worshiped: "Senior Zhou Jianshe is really amazing."

Huang Lianxin frowned and whispered: "The Great Zhou Sword Emperor has bad intentions."

When Xiao Jiangxue heard this, she asked in surprise: "What does it mean? Isn't he optimistic about our Jianshen Zhou?"

The sword intention of the Beixiao King came over, and the excitement on his face disappeared instantly. He said in a deep voice: "Look at the sounds around him, this is to praise the master."

Xiao Jiangxue subconsciously looked around and found that not everyone was cheering.

Most people are questioning, even jealous.

At the same time, above the stone platform.

Xie Wuyou kept smiling, staring at Zhou Xuanji, nodding sometimes, as if he kept admiring Zhou Xuanji in his heart.

Zhou Xuanji cursed in his heart, he really knows how to pretend!

He immediately asked, "When will the sword debate start? Can you catch up with lunch?"

Xie Wuyou was stunned for a moment, shook his head and smiled, "You are so funny. You will start soon after treating everyone."

Zhou Xuanji turned around and saw that the sword cultivators who participated in the sword competition were easy to distinguish. They all had a white jade plaque around their waists.

In addition to him, there were a total of forty-one people.

There are nine more oil bottles.

He suddenly noticed that someone looked at him with something wrong.

Unlike the jealous, disdainful and questioning eyes around him, this person's eyes are full of fighting spirit.

He looked at Zhao Congjian with a curiosity in his heart who this person was.

Zhang Tianjian was beside him and whispered: "He is Zhao Congjian."

Zhao Congjian, whose talent is comparable to Zhou Yalong?

Zhou Xuanji narrowed his eyes and began to look at Zhao Congjian.

With eyes facing each other, Zhao Congjian raised his mouth and a cold light flashed in his eyes, as if he saw prey.

"Hahaha! No matter whether you are Zhou Jianshen or Zhao Congjian! Today, I can only laugh until the end of my sword discussion!"

An arrogant laughter came from the horizon, and a man in a white martial arts robe came on the sword, majestic and domineering aura.

Zhang Tianjian murmured: "Northern Zhou Fengjian."

Zhou Xuanji glanced at him. How dare this person criticize him?

I will stab your mother with a sword later and even won’t recognize you!

He hummed in his heart and stopped looking at the Northern Zhou Fengjian.

After the Northern Zhou Feng Jian landed on the stone platform, he chatted and laughed with Xie Wuyou, ignoring other sword cultivators.

Behind the sea of ​​people, there are hundreds of temporary lofts, with no door on the front, so you can jump directly across the sea of ​​people and see the sword contest.

All the people sitting in these attics have extraordinary identities, including officials from the Great Zhou Dynasty, emperors of dynasties, local overlords, and masters of famous families.

One of the attics was surrounded by dozens of heavily armored soldiers, and a strong man with a big beard sat in the building.

While drinking, he stared at the front and grinned, "If these three people get one, I can beat Meng Tianlang!"

His name is Xiahou Jin. He was a third-rank general of the Great Zhou Dynasty. He was powerful and held millions of heavy troops. He disliked Meng Tianlang and fought openly and secretly.

A side general next to him smiled and said, "I wonder who the general is most optimistic about?"

Xiahou Jin Fuxu smiled and said, "Although Zhou Jian Shen was favored by the Great Zhou Sword Emperor, it was obviously the Sword Emperor's killing plan. Northern Zhou Feng Jian was too arrogant, so Zhao Congjian's chance of winning was greater."

Not only him, but hundreds of people in power are optimistic about Zhao Congjian.

Just because of Zhao Congjian’s talent!

Compared with Zhou Yalong!

Who is Zhou Yalong?

As a peerless monster who has the hope of surpassing Emperor Zhou Yan, Zhao Congjian has only shown his strength in recent years, but once he becomes famous, he soars into the sky and is unstoppable.

In the same realm, Zhao Congjian never lost.

All of them will definitely defeat the enemy within the Three Swords!

Therefore, he was awarded the title of the Great Zhou Fengyun List.

The three swords are invincible with Zhao Congjian, and the emperor can be reached for the ages!

The emperor is naturally Zhou Yalong, who is known as the man destined to become the emperor.

About another stick of incense has passed, and fifty sword contestants gathered.

Xie Wuyou pointed to the tower and said, "There is only one rule, it is considered a loss when landing, and only one person is left on the tower, and he is the winner."

"I count three breaths, those who have not reached the tower will be eliminated!"

"three!"

The sword cultivators' faces changed drastically, and they cursed Xie Wuyou in secretly scolded him for being shameless. They had been dragging him out before, but now they are doing so quickly, what do they want to do?

Zhou Xuanji and Zhang Tianjian jumped up at the same time.

It is not difficult to accommodate fifty people on a ten-story tower, but it is not easy to fight on the tower.

If you take a slight wrong step, you may step on the air, lose balance, and be captured by the enemy to take advantage of the opportunity.

Zhang Tianjian landed on the second floor, ready to act slutty and survive until the end.

There were more than twenty people who had the same idea as him, all of whom were crowded on the second and third floors.

Zhou Xuanji jumped up and came to the ninth floor.

He likes to be above and does not like to look up to him.

Zhao Congjian landed on the eighth floor, and the Northern Zhou Fengjian wanted to jump to the tenth floor. Zhou Xuanji's eyes narrowed, he took out the Pig Killing Sword and cast the Hundred Mile Flying Sword at him.

call out--

In the air, the Northern Zhou Fengjian had just flew over the top floor when he suddenly felt a powerful energy coming and subconsciously turned around to avoid it.

The pig-killing sword passed by his eyes, and he cursed in his heart: "Which butcher dares to participate in the sword contest?"

Such an ugly sword is worthy of a contest with him?

He was about to move to the top level, but a figure took the lead.

It’s Zhou Xuanji!

The top floor is a piece of iron plate that is one meter long and wide, and can only accommodate one person. After all, two people cannot be next to each other.

This is a swordsmanship conference!

As soon as he saw Zhou Xuanji, Bei Zhoufeng took the murderous intention of killing and drew his sword and slashed it away.

Zhou Xuanji flipped his right hand, and the Thunder Divine Sword appeared out of thin air in his hand, and the Divine Sword was lifted.

clang!

When the two swords fought each other, Zhou Xuanji instantly felt a terrifying force. The power of the Northern Zhou Feng Sword was actually stronger than that of him!

Just as his body was shaking, the Thunder God Sword burst out with thunder and lightning rushed towards the Northern Zhou Feng Sword along the blade.

Beizhou Fengjian could not dodge, and his hands were electrocuted. He screamed, subconsciously shrank his hand and fell down.

Wow—

Millions of people are boiling!

The sword contest has just begun, and the popular Northern Zhou Fengjian will be eliminated by Zhou Jianshen?

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