Resurrection of spiritual energy: I will win every bet

However, the battle between the extraordinary levels is not interesting, but there is no way, if there is a king-level dispatch, it will definitely alarm the respective countries.

If you don't get it right, it will really become a national war, it seems that both sides are still relatively restrained, and the highest only dispatched the extraordinary level....

At this time, white light flashed on both sides of the ring, the two sides of the competition came to the scene, and the water friends no longer chatted.

I saw a middle-aged man in his early one meter and early seven years standing on the left side of the ring, wearing a simple retro black robe, with a bun on his head, bright eyes, two mustaches on his mouth, and a beard not long at his chin.

He looks very ordinary, not handsome, no sharp temperament, no precious accessories, giving people the feeling of one, that is, ordinary, it can be said that there are no characteristics at all....

If it weren't for a long sword with a sheath hanging from his waist, people who don't know why would really think of him as an ordinary flat-headed commoner....

At this time, he was looking around vigilantly, and he was still a little flustered in his heart about coming here inexplicably.

He always thought that the ghost and god theory was just nonsense, but he didn't expect that it would happen to him one day.

Compared with him, his opponent is much better in appearance, but much weaker in terms of spirit...

Because his opponent knew that he was not young at a glance, he saw that the other party described him as withered, looking like a dying wood, his eyes were blank, his snow-white flowing long hair and his face was full of frost-like long beards, and his face was full of wrinkles.

Holding a matchless sword and wearing a white robe, he stood there looking spiritless, giving people the feeling that this old man was likely to burp in place at any time...

Dugu Jian did not panic in the face of the sudden appearance of the Ten Thousand Realms, his own body knew that there was not much time left, a dying person, what else could make him feel afraid?

He even thought that this adventure might be a great opportunity for himself, after all, such a magical thing happened.

If he seriously completes the things that Ten Thousand Worlds has explained and kills the swordsman on the opposite side, will Ten Thousand Worlds give some of his life after he goes back...

He was actually holding illusions about the Ten Thousand Worlds, and made a wish that he could live a few more years...

It can be regarded as a rush to the hospital, and no one knows whether Ten Thousand Worlds will help him realize his wishes.

Yang Fan saw Dugu Jian's old appearance and knew that this was a sword saint who was about to run out of oil, but as long as he still had a breath, there was still no problem in cleaning up Cao Qiudao...

At this time, Cao Qiudao in the field adjusted his state after digesting the information given to him by Ten Thousand Worlds, and looked at the old man who was about to enter the earth on the opposite side with disdain.

I thought to myself: It's not that difficult! I don't know if I can get benefits from this magical encounter.

As a force ceiling in the Qin world, he was of course proud, seeing that his opponent was just an old guy whose body had been half-cut into the earth, he was disdainful in his heart, and he was ready to give the other party a ride.

So for a dead man, he didn't want to say much, and he didn't speak.

Dugu Jian also didn't want to spend his precious energy talking nonsense with a corpse.

So the two just looked at each other quietly, ready to strike at any time.

After a few moments....

【Battle Begins】When

the sound of the system sounded, Dugu Jian saw Cao Qiudao carrying the sword towards him, and smiled slightly in his heart.

It seems that I can save some effort again....

So he just stood still and stood in place to respond to all changes....

Cao Qiudao didn't know what the other party was thinking, his eyes kept staring at his opponent and ran wildly, holding the hilt of the sword tightly in his hand, ready to rush up and kill the other party with one blow.

When Cao Qiudao was about to rush to Dugu Jian, Dugu Jian struck first, only lifting his right hand and swinging the Wushuang Sword, and shouted lightly: "Sword twenty-two!" "

Twenty-two swords in the skill 'Holy Spirit Sword Technique', desperate...

I saw that more than a dozen sword qi suddenly appeared and flew towards Cao Qiudao, who was rushing wildly.

Cao Qiudao was taken aback when he saw this, and suddenly his soul burst out, this old man who looked weak could actually use such a strong sword qi??

Knowing that he had encountered hard stubble, he did not dare to slack, and he was preoccupied with preparing to dodge, and did not plan to hard connect at all, but he was quite self-aware.

However, there were many sword qi and the speed was too fast, and Cao Qiudao only avoided the three dao.

Poof!!

As the sound of a large amount of sword qi entering his body sounded, Cao Qiudao's body and body were already broken, and he fell to the ground with wide eyes, drinking hatred in the northwest...