MTL - Chaotic Sword God-Chapter 3494 help in secret

The core disciple of Zixiao Sword Sect, Jin Sang, did not even have a god-level elixir on his body, let alone a divine elixir, not even a top-grade elixir. If gossamer.

On the opposite side, after Xue Ran, a disciple of Thunder Sword Sect, swallowed the god-level medicinal pill, both his injuries and the strength of his body were recovering quickly. At this moment, his eyes were fixed on Jin Sang lying on the ground. A murderous look appeared on his pale face, and then he stepped forward with difficulty, approaching Jin Sang step by step with the Divine Sword in hand.

"It's unforgivable that you have caused me such a serious injury. For me, this is definitely the greatest shame in my life."

"This shame can only be repaid with your blood." Xue Ran gritted his teeth, and the divine sword in his hand gradually burst into a bright light.

High in the sky, Nong Fugui's face was gloomy, and he said solemnly: "In this game, our Zixiao Sword Sect disciples will lose!" After saying that, Nong Fugui was about to fly down.

"Wait, Elder Nong, I think it's better for your sect disciples to admit defeat." But this time, Lang Qi stopped in front of Nong Fugui. The momentum locked the wealth of farmers and prevented them from leaving.

"Jin Sang has been severely injured and is unable to fight again, and as the elder of the sect, I have the right to make decisions for my disciples." Nong Fugui said with a gloomy face, his old eyes gradually became sharp: "Could it be, you guys Are the disciples of Thunder Sword Sect sincerely wanting to kill the core disciples of Zixiao Sword Sect in the ring?"

Lang Qi turned a deaf ear to the question of Nongfugui, but turned his head and stared at Jin Sang, who was lying on the ring, with a hypocritical smile on his face, and said slowly, "Your name is Jin Sang, right? It took more than 800,000 years of cultivation in Xiaojian Sect to achieve today's realm. But do you know how long Xue Ran, who is your opponent, has cultivated? For more than 70,000 years, Xue Ran has grown from a mere mortal to the realm he is today. It took more than 70,000 years, less than one-tenth of yours, but in the end, you are not his opponent."

Jin Sang was not in a coma, so he heard Lang Qi's words clearly, and the old eyes showed anger.

Because this battle is very unfair to him!

"Jin Sang, now I'll give you a chance to take the initiative to admit defeat to Xue Ran, and admit that as a disciple of the Zixiao Sword Sect, you are far inferior to our disciples of the Thunder Sword Sect. Otherwise, the two of you will continue to fight." Lang Qina's humiliating words were passed down from the air, not only the angry Jin Sang's face was pale, but even the many disciples of the Zixiao Sword Sect were clenching their fists, and the anger in their hearts could not be added.

"I... don't... admit defeat... never... would rather... die in battle... bow down to you..." On the ring, lying on the ground Jin Sang made a sound of gnashing his teeth, intermittently.

"You Thunder Sword Sect, you have gone too far." Sect Master Chen Shuzhi also made a cold voice.

"If you think it's too much, then you Zixiao Jianzong don't need to participate in the ring bet, and immediately move out of the sect with your entire sect." Lang Qi laughed.

Nong Fugui and Chen Shuzhi fell silent.

Below, standing in a group of worshippers, Jian Chen's gaze stayed on Nong Fugui and Chen Shuzhi for a moment, and then his gaze turned to the arena. As soon as his mind moved, an invisible sword intent condensed from the void, and was then passed by him through the laws of space. , Unknowingly, it was sent directly into Jin Sang's body.

"Continue to burn your source, to stimulate this wisp of sword intent in your body, and kill your opponent. Although this is not your own strength, it may make you feel that you are invincible, but this arena battle, right For the disciples of the Purple Night Sword Sect, it's not fair in itself."

Jian Chen changed his voice to transmit to Jin Sang. No one in the field could hear this transmission except Jin Sang.

Suddenly, Jin Sang's dark eyes rekindled hope. Although he didn't know who was helping him, he could feel the power of the sword in his body.

This is definitely a powerful force that can kill any Jiutian Xuanxian.

In the next instant, Jin Sang continued to burn the little remaining source of life, only to see an invisible fire appearing on his body. With the support of this flame, he stood up from the ring with difficulty.

At this time, Xue Ran came to the opposite side of Jin Sang with a trembling sword, with a cruel look on his face, he was about to cut out with a sword.

However, at this moment, a strong sword intent erupted from Jin Sang's body, and then turned into a sky-rocketing sword light that instantly enveloped Xue Ran.

This sword light came and went quickly. Before everyone could react, the sword light that bloomed from Jin Sang disappeared.

After that, Jin Sang seemed to have lost all his strength, and fell on the ring with his body upright, his eyes closed, and he had fallen into a deep coma.

On the opposite side, Xue Ran, a disciple of Thunder Sword Sect, was stiff, and there was a thin bloodstain on his forehead.

Although his body did not fall down, his primordial spirit had been torn apart, and his body and spirit were completely destroyed.

High in the sky, Lang Qi's face suddenly changed greatly, and he appeared on the ring in an instant. A terrifying light burst out from his eyes and stared at Xue Ran with a look of disbelief on his face.

Nong Fugui also came to Jin Sang. He first glanced at Xue Ran with a look of surprise, and then without any hesitation, he immediately left with Jin Sang.

The Sect Master of Zixiao Sword Sect, Chen Shuzhi, appeared on the ring, frowning and staring at Xue Ran who had fallen, and murmured, "What secret method is this? Preserving such secret techniques?"

Suddenly, a powerful murderous intent filled the sky and covered the earth, I saw Lang Qi's face was extremely gloomy, with a monstrous anger in his eyes, he looked at Jin Sang, who was in a coma and was protected by the wealthy farmers behind him. Biting voice: "How dare you dare to kill my disciple of Thunder Sword Sect, Zixiao Sword Sect must give me an explanation for this matter."

"The death of your Thunder Sword Sect disciple was just an accident. Jin Sang is now severely injured, his foundation is damaged, and he has fallen into a deep coma. From this point of view, it is not difficult to see that his last move was not his own at all. What he can control, otherwise, he would not have fallen to this point." Nong Fugui said in a deep voice: "And when the two sides are fighting, it is inevitable that there will be a fall, which must be understood in your heart."

"Accident? Just a simple accident to reveal the matter?" Lang Qi's eyes became extremely terrifying, like a ferocious beast, with a bloodthirsty smell, he stared sharply at the wealthy farmers, He said word by word: "Give this person to me, I hope you don't force me to do it myself."

"Hahaha, the Thunder Sword Sect can't afford to lose like this?" At this moment, a loud laugh came, and Jiang Nan, who was standing in the worship group, came out and said loudly: "The one who set up the arena is the You, you are the ones who destroy fairness, and you are the ones who are going to kill you in the ring. Now that your people have been killed, you are suddenly unhappy. So shameless, you can't even lose a ring battle?"

Lang Qi's gloomy eyes swept to Jiangnan, and said solemnly: "Who are you?"

"The worship of the Zixiao Sword Sect, Jiangnan, comes from the Jiang family in the Jiyao Tianjie." Jiangnan sneered.

When he heard the Jiang family in Jiyao Tianjie, Lang Qi's pupils shrank suddenly, showing a strong dread, he was silent for a moment, and then said solemnly: "This is about us and the Zixiao Sword Sect, and you guys. It doesn't matter what the offerings are from outside."

"It doesn't matter, what's wrong? I just can't stand the way your Thunder Sword Sect can't afford to lose, so I stood up and said a few words of justice." Jiang Nan looked contemptuous.

Lang Qi slowly closed his eyes and did not continue arguing with Jiang Nan here. When he opened his eyes again, he showed a chilling coldness.

The next moment, he left the ring with Xue Ran's body.

In the second match, the Zixiao Sword Sect wins!

"The next battle, regardless of life or death, once in the ring, only one person can survive."

"Yaoyang, come on!" Lang Qi's voice came out.

On the arena below, the second disciple of Thunder Sword Sect flew up and shouted in the direction of the main peak: "Zi Xiao Sword Sect, whoever comes to fight, lives or dies!"

"Yaoyang must also have an artifact on his body, as well as different numbers of divine pills." Jiangnan's voice came again, with a sneer on his face: "You Thunder Sword Sect are determined to bully Zi Xiaojian. Zong’s disciples don’t have divine weapons, don’t they have god-level pills. Or, do you want the Zixiao Sword Sect to leave the Zixiao Sword Territory in the most ugly and desolate way?”

Hearing this, a group of core disciples of the Zixiao Sword Sect changed their colors one after another, and their mood instantly sank to the bottom.

In their eyes, this ring battle is related to the face and dignity of the sect. Every battle is very important, and they dare not stand out without a certain degree of certainty.

"Let me do it." At this moment, Jian Chen stood up and flew directly into the ring.

"Isn't that Jian Chen's worship? Why did he go to fight?" Looking at Jian Chen standing on the ring, all the disciples of the Zixiao Sword Sect were stunned, and even the dozens of worshipers were surprised. .

High in the sky, the eyes of Chen Shuzhi and Nong Fugui also fell on Jian Chen.

Lang Qi glanced sharply at Jian Chen, and said condescendingly, "This is a matter between our Thunder Sword Sect and Zixiao Sword Sect. What qualifications do you have as an external servant to participate in?"

Jian Chen ignored Lang Qi. He had been in the Zixiao Sword Sect for some time. Naturally, he knew that the Zixiao Sword Sect had a rule that all external guardians were not allowed to participate in the internal affairs of the sect.

There are only two places where Zixiao Jianzong's guardians need to contribute, one is to contribute strength to mobilize the sacred mountain, and the other is to assist the disciples of Zixiao Jianzong to condense the seven-color sword lotus.

The number of powerhouses in the Purple Night Sword Sect is too small. Whether it is to mobilize the Spirit Gathering Sacred Mountain or to condense the Seven-color Sword Lotus, the strength of the Sword Sect itself is simply not enough, and it must be recruited externally.

But Zixiao Jianzong has many enemies, its development is limited, and it will be threatened at all times. Under normal circumstances, no strong person will join such a sect, so Zixiao Jianzong has introduced these rules for external protection of the law. .

And these guardians are not actually disciples of the Purple Night Sword Sect, but at most a contractual relationship.

Jian Chen looked at Chen Shuzhi, the head of the Zixiao Sword Sect, and the wealthy elders, and said, "Now Jianchen, I am willing to join the Zixiao Sword Sect, become a member of the Zixiao Sword Sect, and fight for the Zixiao Sword Sect, I don't know. Do the Sect Master and the Elder agree?"