Chapter 2193: You are destined to be disappointed

The Star Giant Sword has not yet disappeared, still exuding a fierce and terrifying sword aura.

Tianxin Wusheng stiffly froze in place, he didn't even dare to move.

After a long time, until the giant sword of stars dissipated, he was relieved with a sigh of relief, revealing the rejoicing expression of the rest of his life.

The spirit relaxed, he just felt that the power of his whole body was like running water, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.

There was severe pain in the limbs, and his mind and consciousness were also dizzy.

He finally couldn't support it, lying limply in the void, panting violently.

Ji Tianxing glanced at him coldly and turned to leave the void.

Tianxin Martial Saint ended up in such an embarrassing situation, everyone Wu Sheng and hundreds of thousands of martial artists were watching.

Suddenly, the martial sages on the disc talked a lot.

"Tianxin Martial Saint is also a seventh-level martial sage, how can he be so scared?"

"The swordsmanship confrontation between the two of them just now was absolutely exquisite!"

"In contrast, Ji Tianxing's swordsmanship is more magical. Tianxin Wusheng's swordsmanship seems to be imitating him, and it is also very clumsy."

Several young Wu Sheng talked secretly, and they dared not let the people of Heaven Jue Divine Kingdom hear.

Yuan Chong's face was gloomy as ice, and he cursed angrily: "It's a shame that Ji Tianxing is scared of such useless waste!"

On the square of Wangtian City, the sound of discussion was deafening like a mountain torrent and a tsunami.

"God, this is definitely the most exciting duel of this holy assembly!"

"The swordsmanship of the two martial sages is simply superb, reaching the top!"

"Ji Tianxing's kendo attainments are obviously more profound, he really has the style of a sword god!"

"The gossip circulated in the martial arts world that he is the descendant of the sword god, and everyone has never believed it.

I saw him use his swordsmanship with my own eyes today, I am sure that he is absolutely! "

"In other words, Tianxin Martial Sage is also a great martial sage who has been famous for many years, with strong strength and respected status.

But he was so scared by Ji Tianxing, he was really embarrassed! "

"Hehe, after all, he walked in front of the ghost gate and was almost killed by Ji Tianxing with a single sword. Can you not be afraid?"

"It turns out that martial sages are also afraid of death?! I thought those martial sages aloft are like gods."

"A Tianxin martial sage, a Tianxing martial sage, the names are somewhat similar, but the realm of strength is different.

It happened that the two of them met together, which seemed quite interesting. "

The many warriors in the square talked enthusiastically for a long time.

Void platform, on the white disc.

Ji Tianxing returned to Lu Baishuang's face indifferently, smiled at her, and asked, "Are you satisfied with this result?"

Lu Baishuang looked at the Tianxin Martial Saint in the void, watching him tattered like pieces of meat and embarrassed like a dead dog, with a deep expression of relief in his eyes.

The anger and hatred that had accumulated in my heart before finally disappeared.

She turned her head to look at Ji Tianxing, with a gentle smile like a spring breeze, and nodded heavily.

This smile made Ji Tianxing startled, and also made Zhuo Mingqi and Mu Changtian dumbfounded.

The two looked at each other and then murmured softly.

"Huh, Holy Emperor Baishuang would laugh?"

"Aren't you talking nonsense? Who can't laugh?

It's just that Holy Emperor Baishuang has always been cold and cold, and no one has seen her smile. "

"That said, it seems that Young Master Ji's charm is big enough to melt the iceberg..."

It didn't take long before Tianxin Wusheng left the void in embarrassment, and this round of fighting ended.

Next, Chaoying, Qingshan Wusheng and Tianxin Wusheng will have a round of competition to compete for fifth place.

Tianxinwu Saint body was seriously injured, his body nearly collapsed, and his strength was extremely weak.

He has no power to fight anymore, so he can only give up the fight full of anger and rank seventh.

Chaoying and Qingshan Wusheng boarded the Void Platform and started a not fierce battle.

The relationship between the two is fairly harmonious, one is the holy emperor of Tianjue Kingdom, and the other is a citizen of Tianjue Kingdom, and they admire Yuanzhen.

Therefore, the match between the two of them ended without any casualties.

After only playing hundreds of moves, Chaoying surrendered simply.

As a result, Chaoying ranked sixth, and Qingshan Wusheng won the fifth.

Next, is the last round of competition.

This is the final battle of Wu Sheng ranking, and it will also be the most intense and exciting.

Whether it is the martial sages watching the battle on the disc, or the hundreds of thousands of martial artists in Wangtian City, they are full of expectations.

Yuan Zhen held the jade slips with the identities of Ji Tianxing, Taihao Yunqi, Atal and Yuan Chong, and threw the slips into the air.

Grandma Yulong came out and said kindly: "Although, there are only four martial arts sages left in the last round of the fight, the draw is of little significance.

But the old man still has to go through a cutscene and help you four draw lots to decide your opponent. "

After all, she waved out two golden lights, divided the four jade slips into two, and brought them in front of her.

Then she said with a solemn expression: "The result of the draw in the last round of the battle is as follows: In the first game, Ji Tianxing vs. Attar: In the second game, Tai Hao Yunqi vs. Yuan Chong.

The two winners will continue to compete for first and second place.

The two defeated martial sages also need to fight for third and fourth place. "

As her voice fell, Atal, the alien king with red hair, stepped into the void platform first.

He stood calmly in the void, holding a dark gold scepter studded with gems, and a dark red flame beating in his pupils.

Seeing Ji Tianxing entering the void and standing still thousands of feet away in front of him, he stretched out his hand and stroked his beard, and said, "Tianxing Martial Saint, please draw your sword."

Ji Tianxing shook his head lightly, and said in a calm tone: "The swordsmanship of this seat has reached the stage, and there is no need to use a sword."

"Oh?" Atal raised his eyebrows immediately, and said with some regret: "So, you are going to fight with the emperor empty-handed? The emperor has no chance to see the divine sword?"

Ji Tianxing frowned, "What do you mean?"

Atar hammered his chest with his right hand and bowed to him~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and explained: "The emperor worshipped the sword **** when he was young.

It is the emperor's luck to have the fate to see you now, and it is the emperor's honor to be able to compete with you.

In addition, the emperor was very interested in the legendary burial of the gods, but unfortunately he never saw it.

Now that I heard that the divine sword is in your hands, I wonder if you can show it, or forget about the emperor’s wish? "

Ji Tianxing glanced at him deeply, and said with an indifferent expression: "Your demeanor and tone are very sincere, not like you are lying, I am also willing to believe your original intention.

Unfortunately, this seat cannot agree to your request. "

Atalton was full of disappointment, and said with some regret: "It's a pity! In that case, the emperor will go all out and you will have to sacrifice that divine sword!"

Ji Tianxing said blankly: "You are destined to be disappointed, let's make a move."

(End of this chapter)