i Siren touched his chest, stretched out his hand and felt his back, truly a novel experience. He quickly retracted his hand but accidentally touched his throbbing heart...
"Sss!"
Like sprinkling chili powder on a wound, a fiery pain.
Interesting!
A bit heated!
i Siren did not lower his head in the slightest, picked up the Taicheng Sword, and quietly asked the young man beside him with an unclear face: "The ti is up, right?"
"Yeah!" Xiao Wanfeng nodded heavily, "It’s actually half an hour earlier, they even gave a bit more ti..."
"Proper."
i Siren nodded, then with eyes shining, chest out and abdon in, his battle spirit soared again as he looked at Hua Changdeng: "Hua boy, the old man has recovered, let’s have another sword fight, exchange for half an hour!"
Sss!
With this utterance, whether the onlookers from Qingyuan Mountain or the ones watching through the transmission, all gasped.
Old man, are you serious?
A chest pierced with such a large hole, still daring to puff out the chest?
This bleeding, even God’s Blessing’s blood production power is sowhat insufficient!
"Where is Bazhun’an?"
"Why let Master Siren take charge, he is just an elder, he can’t withstand it!"
"Speaking of the younger generation, why is there not a single one who dares to step up and take the sword? Where is Gu Qinger, isn’t he also a Sword Deity, why is he cowering?"
"Indeed, you want to exchange battles for ti, still waiting for those two useless ones, then a carousel battle, what’s with relying entirely on the spirited old man?"
"Is this era sick, young people so incompetent?"
"..."
Hong didn’t even dare glance again at the Golden Apricot’s comnts, these people are entirely biased.
If even Master Siren cannot withstand Hua Changdeng’s sword, how could any among the younger generation?
The only one in the arena, perhaps with the power to battle, the ancient swordsman...
She sneaked a glance at Elder Wuyue.
The Moonless Sword Deity remained calm, seemingly aloof, as he wasn’t part of the Saint Servant, didn’t need to involve in such turmoil.
"i Siren!"
In an impatient tone, Hua Changdeng said, "If you wish to die, I can fulfill you, but before you die, keep your word and make a trip back to the All Ti Forgotten Sorrow Pavilion, summon Bazhun’an out."
i Siren stepped forward, about to speak, but the wound tugged, grimacing in pain, unable to maintain his image, nearly collapsing.
"Master Siren..."
Xiao Wanfeng hurriedly supported the elder.
This truly is a death wish, don’t ntion taking a sword, now even Hua Changdeng blowing lightly would topple Master Siren, then a slumber from which he wouldn’t awaken!
"Hah... haha..."
i Siren took a deep breath, slowly pulled out a folding fan, the surface reading "Not a big problem", he said weakly:
"The old man can surely return to the All Ti Forgotten Sorrow Pavilion."
"But the old man also stated, Bazhun’an is at a critical mont of enlightennt, two hours are just two hours."
"Once the ti is up, the old man will return. Before then, even if you kill , without the invitation of the All Ti Forgotten Sorrow Pavilion, you cannot enter."
He brushed his beard, only to find his hands covered in sticky, dark blood, yet didn’t care, chuckling: "Young man, haste makes waste, have another sword."
Absurd!
Hua Changdeng originally didn’t intend to kill i Siren, yet now couldn’t suppress the urge.
Earlier, as one hour passed, i Siren pledged with "Master Siren"’s reputation across the five regions:
He could return to the All Ti Forgotten Sorrow Pavilion, but Bazhun’an is amidst enlightennt, requiring another half an hour before he can return. Previously borrowing Xiao Kongtong’s body to erge had already been very courteous, he didn’t wish to return prematurely to disturb.
Enlightennt?
Fine! Let enlightening continue!
Knowing Bazhun’an’s seclusion must be for a grand insight, Hua Changdeng also anticipated the battle against an even stronger Bazhun’an, eager for his "Sword ", eager for the concept of Sword .
He had proactively waited for an hour.
Following i Siren’s survival after taking the sword, it dragged down another half an hour.
Now that the ti is up, you’ve changed it to "two hours", wouldn’t that an two hours after, another two hours?
"Master Siren’s reputation..."
Hua Changdeng’s eyes flashed with cold light.
Failing to see i Siren’s reputation’s worthlessness now, not knowing what else it is.
Perhaps this old fellow couldn’t even return to the All Ti Forgotten Sorrow Pavilion, his entire act was rely stalling, Hua Changdeng might as well unsheathe his sword and slit his throat.
"In waiting for him, I had repeatedly broken promises to others."
"Let tell you, you lack ti, I too am rushing against ti, an hour and a half, already my greatest concession."
Hua Changdeng slowly raised the copper lamp in his hand, his countenance icy: "Since Master Siren cannot return to the All Ti Forgotten Sorrow Pavilion himself, and Bazhun’an is so difficult to invite, then borrow your spirit soul, I will take the initiative to head to the tower and et him in the past."
Sizzle!
The candle fla on the copper lamp flickered.
The atmosphere of Lingyu Mountain ignited as if afla, everyone on tiptoe in anticipation, i Siren’s pupils quivered, struggling to raise the Taicheng Sword...
"Clang——"
At this mont, sword cries rang.
Between Hua Changdeng and i Siren, a three-foot-long sword, blue and white, engraved with dragons and phoenixes, was heavily placed into the mountain ground.
The Cang Godhood Sword!
Swish, the thousands on the mountain were montarily stunned, various expressions arose, turning their gazes.
As the image transmitted by each family’s Zhang Xing refocused, viewers from the five regions saw a sowhat youthful face appearing in the image, about sixteen or seventeen years old.
"Cang Godhood Sword? Sword Deity Rao’s sword?"
"Who is this young man, how does he possess the Cang Godhood Sword?"
"I’ve said it over thirty tis, watch the young guy beside Master Siren more carefully. I told you this sword looks like the Cang Godhood Sword, you didn’t believe..."
"How dare he show up?"
"Young hero, what guts!"
"I am willing to call you the strongest of the younger generation, aside from Lord Shou!"
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