Martial Boss Chapter 997

“Extremes are not left-field either; after all, if you don’t go on, who knows if you’ve come to the end of the road? But your extremes, no doubt, have gone to the head.

To improve any further without breaking through the limits, you need to touch the cla*s.”

Qing Yu dropped a son and said, “You, lose.”

At this moment, however, Mo Qunming did not care about winning or losing the game, his mind kept recalling Qing Yu’s words, and he felt a sense of confusion.

“I can’t believe I didn’t say that my heart was moving ——”

If it was someone else who said so, Mo Gumming would definitely have slashed his sword over before saying anything. But when replaced with Qing Yu, who defeated him, that had to make him think deeply.

“Then you think, I should ——”

Mo Qunming looked up to ask Qing Yu for advice, but found that the other party was nowhere to be seen. The divine sense swept through the vicinity of the Pearl House, but still did not find his figure.

“This wheelchair-bound man can still run so fast?” Mo Luminous said with some dismay.

Didn’t Ren Piaomiao tell the public that he was half crippled? How could he run so fast now?

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“Sword Dao Palace Yuan Jian Yi, come to challenge.”

Yuan Jian Yi bellowed softly in front of the door of the Sword Sealing Tower and marched into the rippling gate.

As the completion of the Sword Realm quenching increased, the Sword Tower had become more and more high-end. From walking through the gate in the past, to direct teleportation now.

Moreover, the space inside the Sword Tower was also increasing, and at this moment it could already accommodate hundreds of people at the same time for challenges and trials.

Incidentally, the swordsmen that the challengers face have also changed from artificial to imaginary shadows evolved from the sword world, otherwise it would be really difficult for hundreds of people to carry out challenges at the same time.

Except for the Tong Shen realm, the rest of the realms faced are no longer real people.

“With such an obvious spatial evolution, it’s just that outsiders who are blind would think that this is the effect of a spell formation.” The Sword God looked at the inexplicable fluctuations within the Sword Sealing Tower and snickered.

“That’s naturally because whichever it is, it’s still too far away for them.”

The sound of wheels came from the back, and the gentle with a hint of detachment Lord of the Sword Palace slowly drove up in his wheelchair and said, “Ren Piaomiao has met the Sword God.”

A spell formation that could evolve space was also something difficult to peer at for the True Dan realm, so they could not tell the difference between the two.

As for the Tong Shen realm powerhouses, they were the ones who thought that this was the space that that Daoist Monarch Qing Yu had helped to open up. It was also for this reason that the subsequent expansion was left to Ren Piaomiao himself.

After all, this space was too small to begin with, and it was only with the help of the sword qi and sword intent that it was expanded to its present size.

“I’ll say it again, they are really blind,” the Sword God’s face was solemn, “they can’t see the power of the strong, and it’s useless for their eyes to grow.”

Qing Yu’s concealment could hide from others, but not from the Sword God’s close observation. The man in the wheelchair in front of him appeared to be half-ruined, but in reality, the strength hidden within him had clearly entered the realm of the strongest.

The two of them spoke without avoiding others. But what was strange was that the people around them were oblivious to their words. Even the luxurious wheelchair representing the Lord of the Misty Sword Palace did not attract anyone’s attention.

Apart from the Sword Sovereign Shen Yunji, who was a little further away, the rest of the people were completely unaware that the two great gods were around.

Even Shen Yunji, due to the interference of at least hundreds of people around him, was only aware of it, but had not determined where the two people hiding their scent were.

As for why Qing Yu could detect the Sword God’s location, it was naturally because this was his realm. The Sword Realm was absorbing sword intent all the time, so it would naturally sense the Sword God who was in the Sword Palace.

“The Sword God is here, so he wouldn’t be looking for Ren to compete with him in the sword dao, would he?” Qing Yu gently stroked the handle of his wheelchair, and under his slightly drooping eyes, he hid the sharp aura that was shooting out.

Since the other party had come looking for him, he would have to fight even if he didn’t.

The Sword God at this time was not the same as the Sword God of that day, and judging from his demeanour, he had already recovered his full strength. But the Qing Yu is also not the Qing Yu of that day, and there is a sword world here to help.

Although he will definitely not be able to win, he will still be able to block. If we delay for a while, support will arrive.

“Originally, I came to see if the swordsman who nearly cut off my wrist that day has improved, but now it seems that it is not necessary.”

A delighted smile hung on Sword God’s teenager-like face as he twisted his head to look at the Sword Sealing Tower, “I want to see again if that descendant who inherited my sword intent of yesteryear is worth the wait.”

Waiting for what, of course, was waiting for him to become stronger.

Since Yuan Jian Yi could inherit the Sword God’s sword intent, it was proof enough that he was gifted in the sword dao, so the Sword God was willing to give him the chance to become stronger.

As for that former disciple ——

“Incidentally, it’s also time for my good disciple to know what it means to respect his teacher.”

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“Imperial Heavenly Sword Dao – Heavenly Journey of Intent Lin.”

Yuan Jian Yi stood in the sky and waved his sword fingers repeatedly, dozens of sword qi descending across the heavens and the earth, a great sword might that was hard to describe.

But his opponent was no ordinary person either, Xuan Yin Jian Su, who had already fought with Yuan Jian Yi for the third time, wielded the Heavenly Demon Sword, quenching the sword’s aura with a fierce demonic aura.

Dozens of sword qi was swept away under the Heavenly Demon Sword, and the demon spirits were rampant, resounding with the ghostly sound of whimpering.

“For the third time, if the sword tower had not transported you out in time to save your life, you would have died twice.”

The Xuan Yin Swordsman looked up at the sky, his stance did not make him lower, but instead, his frenzied and fierce momentum pressed back against Yuan Jian Yi who was standing in the air.

“Defeat to you twice, I do not deny it. I am also grateful for the help of the Sword Tower. But this, however, does not make my sword hesitate for a moment.”

Yuan Jian Yi did not fume over his two earlier defeats, nor did he avoid mentioning the defeats, but rather admitted them openly.

The only thing in his heart was the thought of upward refinement, and since the Sword Sealing Tower could help him refine, he would naturally not refrain from entering the Tower for fear of failure.

This is also the reason why Xuan Yin Swordsman admires Yuan Jian Yi, if Yuan Jian Yi had a trace of weakness, then he would never let him leave the Sword Sealing Tower.

You know, this is the realm of the Piaomiao Sword Palace. As long as the Sword Sook is willing to ask Qing Yu, then the Sword Sealing Tower can also set a precedent for dead people.

“Treating you as hope, those old men at Buried Sword Peak are considered not blind.”

Xuan Yin Jian Su gently swiped the body of the Heavenly Demon Sword, and the demonic Qi sword Qi, exploded.

“Let’s see how long you can last under my sword this time.”

“Xuan Yin Twelve Swords – Twelve Absolute Swords Splitting Xuan Yu.”

By now, the Xuan Yin Swordsman had already penetrated all the Xuan Yin Sword Intent through his own efforts and enlightenment, evolving the Twelve Xuan Yin Swords, and incorporating the essence of the “Scroll of Rift” into his sword movements.

In the midst of the violent demonic wind, twelve terrifying evil swords rise up, performing the intention of splitting the sky.