At this moment, Chu Ling Xiao felt extremely good.
He had been suppressed by the Ancient Sword Sect for so many years that he was almost out of breath.
Now, Su Jiu had only used one sword attack.
However, this sword had shattered his many years of depression, as if he had seen hope.
He did not expect Su Jiu to be so powerful.
However, when he thought about how Su Jiu had inherited the legacy of the third abbot, he was not surprised. This must be a life-saving measure that Senior Zhou Guang had left for his successor.
At the same time, he also felt that his decision back then was very wise.
When he found out that Su Jiu had the inheritance, he naturally had the idea of snatching it away. However, he gave up in the end and planned to build a good relationship with Su Jiu.
Now that he thought about it, if he had snatched Su Jiu's inheritance back then, there might have been some powerful means waiting for him.
Chu Ling Xiao had always admired the wisdom of his predecessors.
" Hmph!" Chen Feng snorted coldly and looked at the arena once again.
Although he was a little surprised by Su Jiu's methods, he still believed that Feng Mo would win. After all, he was the successor chosen by the Ancient Sword Sect's Patriarch.
"You do have some skills. It seems that I have to be serious.”
Feng Mo snorted coldly, and the spiritual energy in his body also began to surge. The blood-colored longsword in his hand seemed to have become even redder because it was stained with the other party's blood.
"Blood Sword Heaven!"
"Buzz…"
In the next second, the entire sky of the martial arts field was occupied by thousands of blood-colored spiritual energy swords. Seeing this scene, Chu Ling Xiao was also stunned.
" It's actually Patriarch Bloodsword's technique. Could it be that this kid…"
" That's right, Chu Ling Xiao. Feng Mo indeed inherited the legacy of the Blood Sword Ancestor. I think you should know how powerful this move is. As long as Su Jiu is injured once, it means that the other party is dead.”
Patriarch Blood Sword, one of the three swords of the Ancient Sword Sect, had reached the Form Synthesis Stage.
It was said that as long as the blood sword in the other party's hand was stained with the enemy's blood, it would become stronger.
If this continued, the enemy would be exhausted to death.
The Ancient Sword Sect was once a second-rate force. There were a total of five swords in the sect, representing five powerful existences.
However, due to a huge change, his strength was greatly reduced. Two of the five swords died, and only three swords survived with some disciples.
After a thousand years of accumulation, the Ancient Sword Sect had once again become a third-rate force. However, there was no news about the three swords.
"The three swords of the Ancient Sword Sect have all been inherited. Is this going to reproduce the glory of the past?”
Chu Ling Xiao narrowed his eyes and thought to himself.
The remaining three swords were the blood sword, the famous sword, and the poison sword.
Among them, the famous sword was passed down to Chen Feng. The poison sword was said to be controlled by an ancestor of the Ancient Sword Sect. The last remaining blood sword was Feng Mo.
Only those who obtained these three swords could be considered to have obtained the true inheritance of the Ancient Sword Sect.
As long as he didn't die, he would at least become a Divinity Branching Stage powerhouse in the future and become the sect master.
" No wonder Feng Mo is so arrogant. He has the blood sword inheritance. He should have a Transcendence Golden Body as well. I wonder if Su Jiu can defeat him."”
Chu Ling Xiao was also worried.
Chen Feng did not want Feng Mo to die. Similarly, he did not want Su Jiu to die.
If Su Jiu was no match for him in the end, he could only be thick-skinned and break the rules of the competition. At most, he would have to pay a price.
At this moment, Su Jiu was still expressionless as she looked at the blood swords in the sky. These blood swords were indeed powerful, but he was not to be trifled with.
"Sword out!"
Su Jiu's mind moved, and the spirit sword around her charged toward Feng Mo again. However, Feng Mo sneered.
"Su Jiu, your spirit sword is indeed powerful. But if I'm not wrong, your spirit sword is missing one after another. Without this spirit sword, you're nothing!”
"Swoosh…"
In the next second, Feng Mo also launched an attack. The thousands of blood swords in the sky also turned into streams of light and charged towards Su Jiu.
Su Jiu frowned. As she watched the blood sword fall, her figure disappeared in an instant and appeared at the edge of the arena.
"Boom…"
At the same time, Su Jiu's spirit sword came before Feng Mo.
Even though Feng Mo had already prepared himself beforehand, he was still sent flying by this sword. His entire arm was somewhat numb, and the circulation of spiritual energy in his body also slowed down a little.
"Kill them!"
Feng Mo snorted coldly. He did not care about the injuries on his body at all. He once again urged the blood sword to attack Su Jiu.
This time, they formed a formation that made it impossible for Su Jiu to dodge.
"Looks like I can only resist."
Boom! Boom! Boom!
As Su Jiu thought about it, the remaining 11 spiritual swords also protected her body. No matter how the blood sword continued to fall, it was unable to break through the 11 spiritual swords.
"These blood swords look scary, but each spirit sword doesn't have much power.”
Su Jiu narrowed her eyes. He knew it. With Feng Mo's Golden Core realm, how could he activate so many spiritual swords? It turned out that it was all just a trick.
"Since that's the case, I'll break them all for you. It's quite annoying.”
"Rumble…"
The corners of Su Jiu's mouth curled up, and the 11 spirit swords around her began to move in unison, attacking the blood swords around her in a frenzy.
How could these blood swords resist? They were quickly destroyed by the eleven spirit swords.
After more than ten seconds, the bloody sword in the sky disappeared, leaving only specks of bloody light falling from the sky. It made the entire martial arts field feel like a dream.
"You've played enough. It's my turn now!"
Su Jiu sneered, and the 11 spiritual swords flew out together once again, turning into a stream of light that shot toward Feng Mo.
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