"If you care about winning or losing this game, why don't we talk about a condition."

Hong Juding said with great enthusiasm: "I can send you to the championship throne, but the premise is that you have to give me the Dragon Sparrow Sword, how about it?"

Compared with the Dragon Sparrow Sword, those false names are not worth mentioning at all.

Not to mention giving up the championship of the martial arts competition, as long as he gives him the Dragon Sparrow Sword, he will not hesitate to betray the Sword Sect.

"Are you insulting me?"

Lu Chen raised his eyebrows and said coldly: "As a swordsman, why do you think that this championship throne is more important than the Dragon Sparrow Sword?"

Hong Juding was startled, his eyes were restrained, and he nodded: "You are right, I made a mistake, so now, let me experience the power of the Dragon Sparrow Sword!"

Lu Chen glanced at the horizon, a round of fiery red sun was slowly setting in the west, and said lightly: "It's getting late, let's decide the outcome with one move."

"That's what I meant!" Hong Juding's expression became serious.

It was just a warm-up before. When both sides played their trump cards, it was a real life-and-death duel.

"My sword is called Dragon Slashing. You have to be careful."

Lu Chen held the Dragon Sparrow Sword in one hand and slowly raised it.

The picture in his mind was the figure of Bai Ye when he swung the sword for the last time.

With that sword, the world was in turmoil, the sun and the moon were dark, and the mountains were cut open when they met, and the rivers were cut down when they met.

In the end, the entire Dragon Guarding Pavilion was directly wiped out, changing the world situation.

And today, his sword was not only to determine the outcome, but also to mourn Bai Ye and support the inheritance of the Sword Immortal.

"Nine Nine Return to One!"

Seeing Lu Chen's momentum change greatly, Hong Juding no longer hesitated and waved his sword.

Nine swords soared into the sky one after another, spinning rapidly in the air, and finally nine rays of light merged with each other, turning into a huge nine-color sword.

The nine-color light circulated around the sword, and a stream of extremely sharp breath continued to gush out.

These scattered sword energies all carried terrible lethality, and ordinary people would die if they touched them.

"Open the sky!"

Hong Juding shouted loudly, commanding the Nine-Colored Divine Sword to chop directly at Lu Chen through the air.

In an instant, the sky and the earth changed color, and a strong wind blew.

The entire arena began to shake, and Zhang Qizheng and the other four were so scared that they had to frantically infuse their true energy to maintain the stability of the formation.

"Slay the dragon!"

Looking at the Nine-Colored Divine Sword that was chopped down on his head, Lu Chen raised his hand and waved it gently at the sky.

Very simple, very plain, without any fancy.

However, when Lu Chen drew his sword, his entire spirit seemed to be drained.

He was sweating profusely, his hands and feet were trembling, and the Xuanqing true energy in his body was instantly exhausted, and he had no strength in his body.

"Swoosh~!"

A purple sword light broke through the sword and hit the Nine-Colored Divine Sword at a moderate speed.

The purple sword light was only three feet long at first, but every time it flew forward one meter, the sword light would grow three inches.

In the blink of an eye, the purple sword light had grown to more than ten meters long, even larger than the Nine-Colored Divine Sword.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd.

The purple sword light and the Nine-Colored Divine Sword finally collided with each other. JrNovels.com