As soon as Hua Xing finished his words, the disciples of the Wushuang Sword Sect under the arena threw up the long swords in their hands one by one.

An invisible and powerful force sucked the dozen or so swords, circling around Huaxing, constantly circling.

"Is this the sword-control technique inherited from the ancient Shushan Sword Sect?" Jiang Wenlong's face also became much more serious. The ancient Shushan Sword Sect was like a giant even in the Kunlun Domain.

It was also the first time that Jiang Wenlong faced this sword-control technique.

Under the arena, many nobles, even disciples of the two major cultivators, including Bafang Pavilion and Feixue Peak, also opened their eyes wide and watched the Wanjian Return to the Sect, which Huaxing used.

"Is this the Wanjianzong of Shushan once the return of the sect?" A disciple from Bafang Pavilion narrowed his eyes: "You can actually use your own strength to control more than a dozen swords. This is really exaggerating to the enemy."

The person who was walking along the side nodded and said, "I heard that someone had seen that the head of the Wushuang Sword Sect used nearly a hundred flying swords to fight the enemy, which was so terrifying."

"Will the monks of the ancient Shushan Sword Sect really take the heads of people thousands of miles away?"

Many people who saw the Wushuang Sword Sect's method for the first time were a little stunned.

Even the nobles couldn't help but sigh.

The most powerful place in the Wushuang Sword Sect is here, and fighting swords against enemies is simply a magical method.

After seeing this, Zhou Qianwen also excitedly pushed Lin Fan: "Lin Fan, look, look, this is the ancient Shushan sword-control technique, it is indeed extraordinary."

Lin Fan couldn't help but yawn. When he first heard that Wan Jian returned to the sect, Lin Fan was shocked.

Because in sword control, there is indeed the move of Wan Jian Returning to the Sect. Lin Fan used it when he fought with Zhang Yangjia, and even used this move directly to force Zhang Yangjia to admit defeat.

but……

Lin Fan looked at the dozen swords beside Hua Xing and was speechless.

Lin Fan was basically sure that the Shushan inheritance obtained by the Wushuang Sword Sect is much worse than himself.

You should know that although Lin Fan is in the late stage of the Immortal Realm at this time, if he uses Wan Jian Sect, there is absolutely no problem with hundreds of flying swords.

"Aren't you interested?" Zhou Qianwen touched her chin strangely and said, "You are also a monk. Are you not curious about the sword-controlling technique of ancient Shushan?"

"Ah, oh." Lin Fan glanced at the stage: "Awesome, so awesome."

Zhou Qianwen was speechless with Lin Fan's perfunctory attitude and was too lazy to continue talking nonsense with Lin Fa. She continued to look at the stage.

"Accept it!"

Huaxing killed Jiang Wenlong at this time. Jiang Wenlong snorted coldly, and only used his fingers to fight, and actually blocked more than a dozen flying swords one after another.

The civil servants below were quite interested in seeing it.

At this time, Huaxing's offensive was extremely fierce, and more than a dozen flying swords surrounded Jiang Wenlong to attack.

And Jiang Wenlong could only barely resist.

The situation was very good, and suddenly, a civil servant couldn't help but say, "Don't lose the seriousness of this Huaxing, and hurt the prince of Qi. If Qi uses this excuse to send troops..."

The general on the side snorted coldly and said, "Don't worry, Jiang Wenlong is no match for this Prince Qi."

The civil servant said: "At this time, it was obviously Huaxing who was suppressing Jiang Wenlong to fight. Why did you say that?"

The general said: "It's obvious that Jiang Wenlong hasn't drawn his sword yet. If he really can't beat him, can't he draw his sword?"

The civil servant said with a smile: "Jiang Wenlong said before that you don't need to draw your sword against Huaxing. If you draw your sword at this time, wouldn't it be embarrassing? I think he is just holding on now and will soon be defeated."

The generals were speechless. What were the heads of these civil officials thinking? Is it embarrassing to lose the competition, or is it more embarrassing to draw a sword to defeat the opponent?

Of course, the former is even more embarrassing.

It's just these civil servants who want to save face.

There is a saying that goes, you must live a life of face.

Lin Fan was also a little surprised. Jiang Wenlong's strength was somewhat beyond his expectations.

Jiang Wenlong's every move contained a strong sword intent.

"No wonder Jiang Wenlong dared to say that he didn't need to draw his sword when dealing with Huaxing." Lin Fan couldn't help laughing and sighed.

Zhou Qianwen, who was watching quietly and interestingly, turned her head and asked, "Why?"

"It's very simple." Lin Fan said: "This Jiang Wenlong has reached the state of unity of man and sword, and two fingers can also be used as a sword."

"Has he reached the state of unity of human and sword?" Zhou Qianwen said strangely: "I didn't see it."

Lin Fan smiled slightly and stopped talking. Because he had also reached the state of unity of human and swords, Lin Fan could see the difference in sword techniques in Jiang Wenlong's every move.

But it is difficult for other monks to see, and even sword cultivators to see it, may not be able to recognize it.

"If you continue to attack like this, Huaxing will be defeated within three moves." Lin Fan suddenly spoke.

Zhou Qianwen listened to Lin Fan's words and looked at the stage curiously. It's not right. Huaxing was clearly maintaining the offensive at this time!

On the ring, Huaxing was manipulating more than a dozen flying swords and was attacking wildly.

It seemed that there was no flaw at all, but in Jiang Wenlong's eyes, his flaw had already appeared.

Huaxing pays too much attention to offense, or rather, Huaxing already thinks that he will win, but he is so idiotic that he has no defense.

All mana is manipulating the flying sword attack.

At this moment, Jiang Wenlong, who had been retreating, suddenly took a step forward and attacked Huaxing with both fingers.

Hua Xing's face was shocked. He had never expected that Jiang Wenlong would dare to attack him at this time.

All his mana was manipulating the flying sword, and at this time he wanted to regain his mana defense, but it was too late.

He took a deep breath, took a desperate bet, and controlled the flying sword to stab Jiang Wenlong.

"Do you dare to kill me?" Jiang Wenlong said lightly: "If you kill me, can you have a way out?"

Hearing this, Hua Xing trembled all over. Just as he was hesitating, Jiang Wenlong pierced his fingers directly into Hua Xing's heart.

With a puff, Hua Xing widened his eyes and all the flying swords in the sky fell.

Hua Xing covered the wound on his chest and took several steps back.

"You, you, you actually killed me." Hua Xing gritted his teeth. You know, this is a competition in front of all the civil and military officials in the court!

He did not sign a life-and-death case, and he never expected that Jiang Wenlong would kill him.

After saying that, Hua Xing fell to the ground with a bang, and his breathing gradually weakened.

The audience was in an uproar, and hundreds of people couldn't help but whisper to discuss.

At this time, Huang Zishi also frowned and came to Xiao Yuanshen and asked, "Your Highness, Jiang Wenlong's competition in the arena, dares to openly kill people. What should I do?"
Chapter completed!