A smile appeared in Situ Muyang's eyes. He could see that Situ Muyang's strength was more tyrannical than he had imagined. Under such an attack, his opponent would not be able to hold on for long.
On the battle stage where Su Yi was, the last young man had blood dripping from the corner of his mouth and was in a sorry state.
He picked up the fallen sword and stabbed it into the ground to support his body. The young man looked at Su Yi with a look of horror in his eyes.
He did not want to leave the battle stage, but he did not dare to make a move, nor did he have the strength to.
Whoosh …
Below the battle stage, a figure rose into the air and stopped at a low altitude for a moment. Then, the figure landed lightly in front of Su Yi.
It was a young man in his twenties. Black tights decorated his muscular and well-proportioned body. A gray cloak fluttered in the wind. His facial features were distinct and his expression was cold.
Looking at the young man in front of him, Su Yi raised his eyes slightly and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. This young man was none other than Sword 11.
"I said that I hope to have a chance to really fight at the Myriad Sword Conference. I'm glad that you've come this far. I don't have any regrets!"
Looking at Su Yi, Sword 11's eyes flickered. His faint voice came out of his mouth, still as cold as ever.
"You should go to the other battle stages. Maybe you can enter the next round. I'm afraid there's no hope here!"
Looking at Sword 11 in front of him, Su Yi did not hold back. Sword 11 had not gone to the battle stage just now because he was looking for him.
And Su Yi knew Sword 11's strength. Although Sword 11 had lost last time, he seemed to have other trump cards.
At this moment, sensing the aura emanating from Sword 11, Su Yi guessed that this guy had also improved in the Myriad Sword Battlefield.
"Last time, I didn't use my full strength!"
Sword Eleven stared at Su Yi. At the same time, he waved his hand and a three-foot-long treasured sword appeared in his hand. It was still a dazzling black treasured sword, filled with ancient runes. It emitted a faint light that emitted an oppressive pressure.
"Buzz!"
The body of the sword trembled slightly, and the earth element energy in Eleventh Sword's body fluctuated slightly. Suddenly, the sword emitted the sound of wind and thunder, as if it was alive. A mighty pressure spread out, faintly causing the surrounding void to tremble!
"If that's the case, then let's fight. I defeated you last time, and I'll defeat you again this time!"
Su Yi's expression didn't change much. Last time, he hadn't used his full strength either.
And this time, in the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Swords, the Eleventh Sword had obtained opportunities and made progress, and he had also obtained good fortune.
"Eleventh Sword and Su Yi seemed to have already fought last time!"
Following the confrontation between Jian 11 and Su Yi, many people's gazes were immediately drawn over.
The gazes of the Elders and Protectors on the high platform were also attracted.
It was obvious that those disciples just now were far from being enough when compared to Eleventh Sword.
"This time, I won't give you another chance. Draw your sword!"
Eleventh Sword stared at Su Yi. The sword in his hand began to emit a black light. The ancient runes on the body of the sword seemed to be flowing, revealing a mysterious mystery. The sword light it emitted cut through the air, causing the surrounding air to fluctuate.
The last time he was defeated by Su Yi, it was already a knot in Eleventh Sword's heart.
If this knot is not untied, it will become a psychological problem.
Feeling the Qi on Eleventh Sword's body, Su Yi's gaze moved slightly. He then smiled faintly and said, "Last time you were defeated by my sword. This time, you won't need to use your sword!"
As his voice trailed off, Su Yi pulled out a large blade from behind his back. It was out of its scabbard and immediately appeared in his hand.
The large blade emitted a light. It was not ordinary, but compared to the sword in Eleventh Sword's hand, it was obviously not on the same level.
But when Su Yi pulled out his blade, many people's gazes suddenly twitched.
"This is Shenjian Gate. Su Yi draws his blade to face Eleventh Sword. Is he looking down on Eleventh Sword?"
"Shenjian Gate respects the sword, but Su Yi draws his blade. Is he looking down on the swordsmanship of Shenjian Gate?"
Someone whispered. This was Shenjian Gate. Facing Eleventh Sword, Su Yi drew his blade out of its scabbard.
Was he looking down on Eleventh Sword, or on the swordsmanship of Shenjian Gate?
"Okay."
Eleventh Sword's gaze was slightly stunned. This was disdain for him. As his voice trailed off, the eyes on his face were deep. A black light flashed in his pupils. The Qi on his body completely changed. A sharp and heavy Qi Power filled the air.
One man and one sword stood there, as if they were unshakable!
"Eleventh Sword, you are going all out this time!"
"Eleventh Sword, you were careless and lost last time. That was an accident. This time, you won't let Su Yi take advantage of you!"
"Come on, Eleventh Sword. Defeat that arrogant guy!"
Amidst the heated discussion, someone shouted loudly.
After all, among the personal disciples and inner disciples present, there were few who did not hate Su Yi.
They could no longer take revenge. At this moment, they could only pin their hopes on Eleventh Sword.
"Although Su Yi is arrogant, after all, Zhang Lingyun, who ranks ninth, has also been defeated. Although he was defeated by Su Yi and Situ Muyang together, Su Yi is really strong. It is still unknown who will win."
Some disciples whispered, but they did not dare to arouse public anger, so their voices were very low.
The eyes of the protector elders on the high platform, and even the head of the sect, Situ Liuyun, fell on Su Yi and Eleventh Sword at this moment. They were all very interested.
The sword in Eleventh Sword's hand hummed as he stared closely at Su Yi. A surge of battle intent seeped out from his deep eyes, covering his pupils as black light flickered.
He was Eleventh Sword. His previous defeat had already become a knot in his heart. If he was unable to defeat the young man in front of him this time, it would become an obstacle in his cultivation path. It would become a thorn in his heart.
He had to win this battle. He had to untie the knot in his heart!
"Fight!"
In the next moment, a shout came from Eleventh Sword's mouth. Sword light erupted from the sword in his hand. Yuan Qi swept out from the soles of his feet. His figure leapt up, sword light flickered.
At the same time, an aura of the fifth level of Origin Spirit Stage was completely released from Eleventh Sword's body. It was even close to the later stages of the fifth level of Origin Spirit Stage. It swept out with a bang.
"Not bad!"
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Sensing the aura on Eleventh Sword's body, many of the elders and protectors on the high platform secretly praised him.
A disciple like this had outstanding talent and a boundless future ahead of him!
Whoosh whoosh …
As Eleventh Sword's figure shot out, his figure was almost like a blurry shadow. He swept from a low altitude, the sword in his hand vibrating at the same time.
In an instant, the streaks of sword light turned into streaks of blurry light and shadows. An incomparably sharp aura cut through the air, causing the air to ripple like water, emitting whooshing sounds of wind being torn apart.
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