Eschatological System

"How can it be!"

Looking at the blue-black ancient sword that fell on the ground, Jiawen was stunned, his widened eyes were full of disbelief, the Qingfeng sword that was slashed out with all its strength, was defeated like this?

Under the Qingshi battle stage, thousands of people gasped at the same time! He stared at the blue-black ancient sword that was shot down by Ke Bei with one finger on the Qingshi battle platform.

There was no sound! There was silence!

Those admirers of Luo Ling, seeing Ke Bei on the Qingshi battle platform, were still giggling in their hearts, and their eyes widened, ready to see Ke Bei make a fool of himself. After all, Jiawen is ranked fourth on the Qinglong list! Not to mention that Ke Bei is just a rookie, there are only two or three people in the entire genius training camp who can confidently defeat Jiawen.

Originally, Luo Ling's admirers were still secretly delighted, but when Ke Bei pointed down Jiawen's ancient sword, the joy in his heart suddenly froze, and then the frozen joy was overwhelmed by an indescribable burst of joy. The Shock Replacement!

"Damn! I'm not mistaken, is that Jiawen's sword?"

"Jiawen, the fourth on the Qinglong list, was defeated by just one finger? What the hell, are you fucking kidding me!"

"This guy has been pretending to be a pig and eating old! Damn, sinister villain, but his strength is so fucking strong!"

"Except for Li Qingfeng, Tomb Duanhun, under the God of War realm, I'm afraid no one is a match for that kid!"

"No, there is also the dark horse Wang Yuan who just came out recently. Wang Yuan has fought a total of 80 times so far, and he defeated his opponent with one move. I don't know who is stronger between the two?"

The geniuses of the Jiujiang talent training camp subconsciously put Ke Bei and the recently killed dark horse Wang Yuan together in their hearts to secretly compare the two of them who is stronger, but no matter how strong Ke Bei and Wang Yuan are. It was amazing, but none of the thousands of people present thought that the two of them could be compared with Li Qingfeng and Mu Duanhun. Maybe it was their preconceived ideas that misled them, or maybe it was because Li Qingfeng and Mu Duanhun were really strong. Strong strong!

On the top of Wujin Mountain, the Blood Wind God of War sitting cross-legged on the bluestone slab suddenly shot two bright lights from his eyes.

"Hahaha... good! Where did the old palace lord dig out this young man?"

Bloodwind God of War laughed loudly, looked at the thin old man standing in the air beside him, and asked slowly.

"The palace lord didn't dig it out, it was brought by the palace lord's precious apprentice Han Lingyue." The thin old man stared at the bluestone battle platform and said in a deep voice.

"My disciple hasn't used his full strength yet,

Keep reading. Although it is impossible to win, it will not be too ugly to lose. "

"Hahaha, old man Qing, don't lie to yourself. That disciple of yours didn't exert all his strength, and the baby named Ke Bei probably didn't even show one-tenth of his strength. Can't you see that?"

Hearing the thin old man's words, the blood wind war god laughed.

"If your disciple is interested, he should just admit defeat. There is no point in persevering. The sword intent that Ke Bei's little guy shot from his fingertips just now, even Li Qingfeng's doll will probably have a headache when he encounters it."

"Hmph, how could Qing Jue's disciples surrender without a fight?"

The thin old man frowned slightly, and stopped talking, looking through the hazy white mist to the bluestone battle platform.

On the bluestone battle platform, Jiawen was stunned for a moment, staring at the blue-black ancient sword that was knocked down by Ke Bei's finger, and took a deep breath.

"return!"

I saw Jiawen slowly stretching out his palm, and a cyan wind shot out from his palm. The cyan energy entangled on the black and cyan ancient sword, and with Jiawen's deep cold shout, the cyan ancient sword landed on the bluestone battle platform It shook suddenly a few times, and then flew a knife to Jiawen's palm like lightning.

"I lost my sight today, hehe, I didn't expect my brother's strength to be so strong, but..."

Jiawen slowly raised his head, half of his immature cheeks were covered by messy hair, and his two pitch-black eyes had completely turned into a light blue at this moment.

"But surrendering without a fight is not my character, I just hope to see your true strength!"

Jiawen stared straight at Ke Bei with light blue eyes, and his tone was unprecedentedly serious!

"Real strength?"

Ke Bei frowned slowly, and after thinking for a moment, nodded to Jiawen.

What a real warrior fears is not failure, but humiliation!

Jiawen is a fighter, if Ke Bei doesn't show his strength, he will feel that Ke Bei really humiliated him!

Boom boom boom!

Seeing Ke Bei's nod, Jiawen smiled slightly, a wave of terrifying dark blue energy surged out of his body crazily, and the long flowing black hair stood on end!

"Take my last sword!"

With a hint of madness on Jiawen's delicate cheeks, he slowly let go of the blue-black ancient sword in his palm. The moment he let go of the ancient sword, the ancient sword slowly floated to the top of his head. The cyan energy frantically poured into the cyan-black ancient sword.

Buzz~~

As one after another of dark blue energy containing huge power crazily poured into the blue-black ancient sword, the color of the ancient sword became darker and darker. After a while, the ancient sword that was originally glowing with a faint blue light has completely changed. black!

"'Qingfeng Sword, the third form, the Wind Devouring Sword!"

With a low growl from Jiawen, the ancient black sword hovering above his head trembled slightly. With the final words of the sword, the ancient black sword struck Ke Bei in an instant like a black lightning bolt!

There is not a trace of energy overflowing from the black ancient sword, it is pure to the extreme, almost reaching the limit!

"What a domineering sword!"

Feeling the huge power contained in the ancient black sword, Ke Bei sighed in his heart. He didn't expect that the guy who was ranked fourth on the Qinglong list was so strong!

"elder brother"

Luo Ling's little hand was tightly held, and his eyes were fixed on the black lightning. He felt the huge power contained in the black ancient sword. Luo Ling was a little desperate. Ke Bei could block such a terrifying sword. ?

"rest assured!"

Luo Han frowned tightly, staring at the black ancient sword. Although he comforted his sister in his mouth, in fact, he didn't have any confidence in his heart. He would never be able to block such a terrifying sword. Down!

"Ke Bei, you kid must stop it! My sister has shed too many tears for you, if you dare to make her cry for you again, I will definitely not let you go! Definitely!"

Luo Han also clenched his fists tightly, staring at Ke Bei, he didn't look at the black lightning, he wanted to see how Ke Bei would receive the sword!

"Hey, forget it, let's show something a little bit, otherwise this kid Jiawen will probably die of depression. After all, he is the hope of the future of mankind, so we can't let him be hit too hard."

Jiawen's sword is very terrifying to the general Transcendence Realm, but Ke Bei can defeat it with a simple punch! Even if Ke Bei stood still and let the black sword cut himself, there would be no problem.

But if Ke Bei used this method to block the sword, I am afraid that Jiawen would be hit hard. After thinking for a while, Ke Bei gave up this method.

Slightly took a breath, slowly stretched out the little finger of the left hand, and the internal force of the Nine Suns Divine Art slowly gushed out

"Shaoze Sword!"

With a low shout, an invisible sword energy suddenly shot out from the little finger of Ke Bei's left hand!

call out!

The sword energy pierced through the air, and directly met the black ancient sword that shot like a black lightning!

boom!

At the moment when Ke Bei's invisible sword energy hit the black ancient sword, there was a sudden thunderous bang, and the huge energy contained in the black ancient sword gushed out in an instant!

Boom boom boom!

Ke Bei's six-meridian sword, the Shaoze Sword, activated by Ke Bei's powerful inner strength of the Nine Suns Divine Art, instantly penetrated the dark blue energy erupting from the black ancient sword, and accompanied by a roar, this extremely fierce invisible The sword qi hit Jiawen suddenly, and the invisible sword qi shot through Jiawen's silver uniform in an instant, piercing his body!

"What kind of sword is this?"

Jiawen looked at Ke Bei indifferently, a stream of blood slowly flowed from the corner of his mouth, the moment Shaoze Sword penetrated his body, Jiawen felt an indescribably fierce sword energy rushing in crazily Once inside his body, his internal organs were cut to pieces by Shaoze Sword's sword energy in an instant!

"'Six Meridians Excalibur,——Shaoze Sword!"

Ke Bei looked at Jia Wen, whose mouth was overflowing with blood, and said every word very seriously.

"Thanks!"

Jiawen looked at Ke Bei, smiled, and solemnly said thank you, and then his body crashed down on the bluestone battle platform, his body was completely destroyed by the sword energy of Shaoze Sword Yes, it is all due to an indomitable will to persist until now!

"You're welcome!"

Ke Bei frowned, and said in a heavy tone. He understood why Jiawen said thank you, but he deserved the words. He promised that Jiawen would do his best, but how dare Ke Bei say so? What about doing your best? With Jiawen's strength, even if Ke Bei only exerted a third of the power of the Six Meridians Excalibur, he would not be able to resist it. If he really exerted his full strength, Jiawen might be crushed by the extremely fierce sword in an instant. Qi to beheaded.

"Ke Beisheng!"

The face of the God of War expert who had been floating above the Qingshi battle stage changed slightly, he glanced at Ke Bei in surprise, then his body shook slightly, and he appeared in front of Jiawen in an instant, and directly threw a blue light The pill was stuffed into Jiawen's mouth.

Standing quietly for a moment, Ke Bei took a deep look at Jiawen, then slowly turned around and walked down towards the Qingshi battle platform.

"etc!"

Just as Ke Bei was about to step off the Qingshi battle platform, the strong man in the God of War who served as the referee suddenly spoke.

Just when the God of War powerhouse was feeding Jiawen pills, the voice of the Bloodwind God of War suddenly reached his ears, and the Bloodwind God of War asked him to adjust all of Kebei's games to today !

In other words, Ke Bei will fight ninety-nine consecutive games in the future!

"kindness?"

Hearing the voice of the strong God of War, Ke Bei stopped, turned around slowly, and looked at the strong God of War with doubts.

"Hehe, you don't need to go down, it's still your game!"