Chapter 962 Lightning Sword

Hearing the discussions all around, Xue Ziqian seemed to drink a glass of ice water in the dog days, extremely happy.

He stared at Wen Xiaojue with a half-smile: "Do you still want me to do three tricks?"

When Wen Xiaojue heard this, his face turned red and blue.

"Noisy!"

Finally, Wen Xiaojue, who became angry from embarrassment, raised his hand and thrust out a sword, regardless of the three-stroke agreement.

Wen Xiaojue's nickname Lightning Sword is not in vain.

His swordsmanship is indeed as fast as lightning.

laugh!

There was a soft sound!

Immediately, white light flashed all over the sky!

Wen Xiaojue's sword, like a thunderbolt falling from the sky, went straight to Xue Ziqian's heart.

Seeing this, Xue Ziqian raised his knife to block it.

ding ding ding...

A series of dense clashes of metal and iron sounded instantly.

In the end, the sound almost connected the city!

Everyone only felt in their ears, as if a thunder suddenly exploded, shaking their eardrums to buzz.

"hiss!"

The disciples of various sects suddenly took a deep breath!

"It's scary, Wen Xiaojue stabbed at least dozens of swords with just a snap of his fingers!"

"It's not dozens of swords, it's ninety-nine and eighty-one swords. The lightning sword is a masterpiece, and it really lives up to its reputation!"

"This speed, there are really few people in the world who can achieve it!"

"Compared to Wen Xiaojue, what shocked me even more was Xue Ziqian, who blocked them all!"

"How did Xue Ziqian suddenly become so powerful? Didn't he lose to Wen Xiaojue a few months ago?"

"The people of the Hundred Flowers Sect are weird. Haven't you noticed that all the disciples of the Hundred Flowers Sect who participated in the battle have become more powerful?"

The surrounding discussions sounded again.

Each of them has a look of surprise on their faces!

In the Zhaixinglou camp, the voice fell silent.

Wen Xiaojue's most powerful stunt was blocked by Xue Ziqian, which made many disciples of Zhaoxinglou secretly feel bad.

Today's disciples of the Hundred Flowers Sect behaved really strangely, everyone seemed to have been completely reborn, it was unbelievable!

On the contrary, cheers began to spread from the Hundred Flowers Sect camp.

"Brother Xue, great job!"

"I knew that with Elder Brother here, our Hundred Flowers Sect will never lose to any sect!"

"Senior brother Xue, come on, try to defeat Wen Xiaojue!"

"Our Hundred Flowers Sect is not weak!"

Hearing the cheers from the disciples of the Hundred Flowers Sect, the audience fell silent.

The performance of the Hundred Flowers Sect disciples today is indeed impeccable!

Yan Nuo on the main seat, full of joy appeared on his face.

He squinted at the Great Elder Duanmu Yi beside him, but he saw that Duanmu Yi's face was gloomy, and he seemed extremely unhappy.

When Yan Nuo saw this, he suddenly let out a bad breath.

"Look at you old guy, how dare you say that I'm partial to the Hundred Flowers Sect!"

In the past big competitions, Yan Nuo's actions to protect the Hundred Flowers Sect would always be criticized by Duanmu Yi and the elders, and he was quite embarrassed every time.

Therefore, Baihuazong's performance today really made him a little elated.

The special envoy of Feixia Sect on the side said with a little surprise: "It is rumored that the Hundred Flowers Sect is not very weak, but now it seems that the rumors are not true!"

Hearing Special Envoy Wu's words, Duanmuyi's face became more and more ugly.

"A bunch of bitches who got lucky with shit!"

Depressed, Duanmuyi could only curse secretly to vent his dissatisfaction.

In the arena, Wen Xiaojue's expression was also extremely ugly.

The lightning sword he was so proud of didn't even hurt Xue Ziqian's hair?

This made Wen Xiaojue unable to believe this fact.