The score of Shura battle is high, which means that if the following sword contests with the word "Tian" cannot be different from each other, then the number one in Shura battle is likely to be the number one in the sword contest.

Who can win the first place in the four major sects of the sword? It has been basically established since the beginning of this Shura battle.

Therefore, it is impossible for the heads of the four major sects to remain calm.

Not to mention the mood of the head of the Three Mountains of Taixu.

With the current situation of Taixu Sect, it is a great blessing to be able to maintain the ranking.

Even if you don’t lose too many rankings, you can accept them.

Apart from that, they really can't have any delusions.

No one knows better than them that the four major sects of Qianxue are four "mountains" that can never be surpassed.

Outside the Sword Tower.

In the battle seat on the Daoshan Mountain.

The elders of Taixu Sect, as well as the first, middle school, and third year of the Foundation Establishment, almost all the disciples were watching the battle.

This is a battle that determines the fate of the sect.

To them, it is equally crucial.

But now it seems that the situation is very serious and everyone's hearts are hanging.

In the Feng family seats, Elder Zhang, Zhang Lan, Gu Hong of the Gu family, and some other elders, Gu Changhuai, Daoting Department, and Xia Diansi—

They are all watching the battle.

They knew more or less about the current situation, and they were all worried about the ink paintings and the Taixu Gate.

Even Elder Zhang, after watching so many sword contests of ink painting, felt a little intimate about this Taixu genius who "suspectedly" learned from his Zhang family's passing steps, and did not want to lose when they saw ink painting.

Or at least, don't lose too badly.

But during the game, more land cultivation was still gloating:

"To be honest, I shouldn't have survived the Mo Hua now, right?"

"One person kills him, he can hide; a group of people kills him, he can escape;

"That sect, even about ten sects, and so many people, kill him together, where can he hide?

Where to escape?"

"Unless he finds a pit, squat invisibly, and squat until the end--"

"What do you think?"

"He has been studied thoroughly by others-

"If his hidden technique was not exposed before, maybe he could really be "incompetent" until the end."

"But it's a pity. Until now, I have used the trump card I can use. Now I'll do these little messengers.

Who else can you deceive?"

"Others will definitely be on guard against him-"

"That's true."

"Look at it, Taixu Sect will definitely be in trouble."

"That's right, but this competition system - seems to be unfair to Taixu Sect, right?"

"You don't understand it now. The cultivation world is unfair."

"A person is born with different births, different spiritual roots, uneven luck, long and short life, and sometimes good and bad. These are not fair.

"The so-called Shura War is the same."

"What is tested is whether you can survive in desperate situations and use any means to win this game. "No one will reason with you."

"If you want to blame, you can only blame Taixu Sect for luck."

"Blame them, they offended so many sects."

"It's also their fault, but I just accepted the 'little plague god' like Mo Hua"——"

"Who is not good to collect? I just collect ink paintings?"

"It's right--the Taixu Sect deserves it, they asked for it themselves-

As the crowd was chatting, a figure full of books suddenly silenced in.

Someone saw him and immediately said:

"Brother Bai, didn't you say you want to 'Swallowing Sword'?"

"I'm willing to accept the loss!"

"that is!"

Bai Xiaosheng likes to talk big and slander, but he has a good temper and does not show off his airs. Therefore, some foundation-building monks also make fun of him.

Bai Xiaosheng, who quietly mingled into the crowd, was a little overwhelmed when he heard this.

He was indeed talking big before.

Shamanizing ink painting: "What kind of sword can he talk about?"

"Look at him like that, it's hard to get a sword."

"If he can really use any sword technique, I will swallow my top-grade spiritual sword into my stomach in public!"

Then Mo Hua killed the one from Daromon with one sword.

Bai Xiaosheng felt as uncomfortable as eating a fly.

But he did not admit this.

"It's not that I broke my promise, it's not that I didn't swallow the spirit sword, but that Mo Hua's one is not considered a sword technique at all."

"He's a wrong way."

"It has nothing to do with the 'sword'."

"He is fooling around with swordsmanship-"

"I am a man who believes in his words. If he really knows sword skills, I will definitely swallow my natal sword."

"I'm here to put these words, and if I don't swallow them, I will recognize Mo Hua as my father-"

"Okay, one word is certain!"

Shangguan family, on the watch stage.

Wen Renwan was also watching the battle with Yu'er. She was worried about ink paintings and was waiting for ink paintings to appear.

The surroundings were filled with noise and noisy.

In the midst of noisy, Wen Renwan suddenly felt dazed, his eyes were hazy and bloody.

The scenes in the nightmare were once again in her mind.

Blood rains all over the sky, demons dancing around.

Yuer had a bloody face, pale skin, and looked at her with empty eyes.

His blood was gone, his internal organs were hollowed out, and his spiritual sense was sucked dry...——

He asked her in a cold voice: Mom, why don’t you save me?

Wen Renwan was panicked and hugged Yuer tightly.

The next moment, a crisp sound rang:

"Mom, what's wrong?"

All bloody fantasies disappeared, Wen Renwan lowered her head and found that Yuer looked at her with a ignorant look on her face.

Wen Renwan's face was pale and her smile was sluggish: "Nothing-

Yuer felt relieved, nodded obediently, and turned to look at Fang Tian Huaying.

Wen Renwan looked at Yu'er and subconsciously hugged him tightly in his arms, for fear that in a blink of an eye, his only child would disappear...

But the tighter she hugged her, the more panicked she felt.
Chapter completed!