Chapter 595 Choosing the Master in a Dream!

Lin Bai looked at the sword flying out of his storage bag, and immediately shouted in disbelief: "Dream!"

call out

The Jingmeng Sword came through the air and rushed into the competition stage.

Just when Jian Ruohan thought he couldn't take Feng Yunxiu's sword, he suddenly felt a sharp sword flying from behind.

Jian Ruohan suddenly looked back and saw Jingmeng Sword coming straight towards her!

And Jian Ruohan also saw an expression of disbelief on Lin Bai's face.

Jingmeng Sword flew towards him, Jian Ruohan quickly grabbed the Jingmeng Sword in his hand with quick hands and eyes.

After taking the sword into his hands, Jian Ruohan immediately felt that she and the sword were like a natural pair, without any sense of strangeness at all.

Holding the sword in his hand, Jian Ruohan felt that every move and thought he made was very familiar to Jingmengjian.

At this moment, Jian Ruohan felt that Jingmengjian had become a part of her body and a part of her soul.

Man and sword unite!

"Defeat me!"

At this moment, Fengyunxiu came, and a sword flew towards him.

Jian Ruohan held the sword again, her face covered with frost, her eyes lit up with overwhelming fighting spirit, and the sword in her hand trembled with excitement.

The power of a sixth-grade spiritual weapon burst out from the Dream Sword.

"Now that you're here, let's fight again!"

"Martial Soul Secret Technique! Breath of Ice Dragon!"

Jian Ruohan activated the martial soul secret method again, and the ice crystal dragon condensed out again.

Feng Yunxiu sneered: "The same method, the second time you use it in front of me, the power has been halved! Because you didn't defeat it the first time, it's simply impossible the second time!"

"The third sword of the Nine Yuan Sword Box! Broken Yue!"

Feng Yunxiu used his third sword again. The shadow of the sword possessed the sword, and a powerful force immediately burst out.

The blade of Feng Yunxiu seemed to have the power to destroy the heaven and the earth. A single strike of the sword was enough to easily break a mountain into pieces!

Bang

Feng Yunxiu and Jian Ruohan collided again.

A shocking storm swept across the entire place, shaking some of the lower-level sword cultivators in Sword Lun City to the point where their bodies were surging with energy and blood, and their blood spurted out.

After a sword collision, Feng Yunxiu's sword was directly smashed by the ice crystal dragon!

At this moment, Feng Yunxiu flew out like a kite with its string broken, landing a hundred meters away, vomiting blood.

The collision of this blow shattered half of Feng Yunxiu's sternum on his chest!

"Ahhh! I'm going to kill you!"

The severe pain coming from his body made Feng Yunxiu very angry.

Just when Feng Yunxiu was about to stand up, a cold air condensed on his throat.

Feng Yunxiu took a closer look and saw Jian Ruohan standing in front of him with an expressionless face. The Jingmeng Sword in his hand exuded the cold air of frozen eternity and was pressed against his throat.

If Feng Yunxiu dared to move even a little bit, as long as Jian Ruohan gently moved the sword forward, it would be enough to easily penetrate Feng Yunxiu's throat!

"you lose!"

Jianruo said coldly.

Feng Yunxiu's eyes widened, and he said with disbelief on his face: "This, this, this, how is this possible! How could I lose, how could I lose!"

"I can still fight! I can still fight!"

Fengyun said without giving up.

Jian Ruohan said: "If I had just wanted to kill you, this sword would have been enough to penetrate your throat!"

When Feng Yunxiu heard Jian Ruohan's words, he fell to the ground helplessly, his eyes empty.

Just as Jian Ruohan said, if Jian Ruohan wanted to kill him, he was already dead at this moment!

"I surrender!"

Feng Yunxiu closed her eyes weakly, unable to accept this result.

Immediately, Jian Ruohan sheathed his sword and turned around to take the second position.

"Jian Ruohan, win!"

"Feng Yunxiu actually lost!"

"The uncrowned king of the seven hundred kingdoms east of Lingdong was defeated!"

"Although Jian Ruohan won, it was just a narrow victory. If it hadn't been for the last sword that knocked Feng Yunxiu away, and Jian Ruohan quickly pressed his sword against Feng Yunxiu's throat to subdue Feng Yunxiu, it would not have been as good as If so, when Feng Yunxiu stands up, it is estimated that the two of them will have to fight for more than ten rounds before they can decide the winner!"

"Are you stupid? When masters compete with each other, even if they miss a point, it makes a huge difference! Why should we seize the flaw? If we seize the flaw, we can defeat the enemy with one blow!"

"Jian Ruohan caught Feng Yunxiu's flaw and defeated Feng Yunxiu. There is nothing wrong with this at all!"

"Jian Ruohan's second position is obtained by Jian Ruohan relying on her casting experience. I dare say that if Feng Yunxiu and Jian Ruohan were to fight, the result would be the same!"

Many warriors started discussing it one after another.

"In any case, the battle between Feng Yunxiu and Jian Ruohan can be regarded as the strongest battle among swordsmen in Lingdong for a hundred years!"

"too strong."

Many sword cultivators were deeply frightened by the strength of Feng Yunxiu and Jian Ruohan.

Jian Ruohan sat on the second seat. She looked at the sword in her hand, slightly lost in thought.

Before, Jian Ruohan saw this sword flying out of Lin Bai's storage bag.

"This sword is yours!"

After Jian Ruohan won, he returned to his seat and immediately returned the Dream Sword to Lin Bai.

Although Jian Ruohan liked this sword very much, it belonged to Lin Bai after all, so she still had to return it.

Jian Ruohan preferred the feeling of holding the Jingmeng Sword. It felt as if the sword was tailor-made for her, perfectly fitting her body and soul.

Lin Bai reached out and took the Jingmeng Sword.

But the Jingmeng Sword trembled violently in Lin Bai's hand, as if it didn't want to be in Lin Bai's hand.

Jian Ruohan's eyes lit up when he saw Jingmeng Sword trembling slightly and showing resistance.

The sword has a spirit, choose its master and serve it.

Lin Bai gave a wry smile, handed the Dream Sword to Jian Ruohan, and said, "She is yours now."

Jian Ruohan's cold face showed incredible joy: "You want to give her to me? She is a sixth-grade spiritual weapon! It is priceless!"

Lin Bai smiled lightly and said: "The real value of a sword is to find its owner!"

"Jingmeng has chosen you, you are the master of Jingmeng Sword!"

"Take it."

Lin Bai said.

Jian Ruohan took the Jingmeng Sword and cherished it endlessly. A smile appeared on her cold face, and she said gratefully: "Thank you very much."

Lin Bai shook his head and said: "No need to say thank you, I have no power or ability to keep Jingmeng Sword. She is a spiritual sword, and she has the right to choose the sword owner!"

"This is her choice and I respect her!"

Lin Bai looked at the Dream Sword and said meaningfully.

Jian Ruohan smiled, hugged the Jingmeng Sword, and returned to his seat.

Dugu Yun looked at Jingmengjian at this moment, smiled and said to Jian Qianqiu: "Master of the Sword Manor, have you noticed that this sword looks familiar!"

Jian Qianqiu's face turned cold and he nodded: "Qingge Jingmeng! It was originally a legend from the Seven Hundred Kingdoms of Lingdong, how could I not recognize it!"

Dugu Yun smiled and said: "Hahaha, it seems that you will get married soon."

When Jian Qianqiu heard this, he looked slightly at Lin Bai, who had a plain face, and a strange light that could not be detected flashed in his eyes.

Lin Bai had taken action during the triple test, so Jian Qianqiu naturally knew that the Qingge Sword was in Lin Bai's hands.

But Jian Qianqiu really didn't like Lin Bai's cultivation and appearance.

Lin Bai's appearance is very ordinary, not handsome, but not ugly either!

The most important thing is that Lin Bai's cultivation level is only halfway to the middle stage of the divine elixir realm... This is simply a bit unsightly...