Chapter 65: The Birth of the Top Ten Divine Swords

  "Oh, really?" Long Jing Tian calmly looked at the black-shirted young man Fan Xiao.

  His face was indifferent, and he said word by word: "Not bad, this time the first is mine!" At this moment, the giant iron sword behind him suddenly emitted a buzzing sound, as if an invincible beast that had been sealed for countless years wanted to break free.

  This massive iron sword seems to yearn for people's re-recognition.

  It seems to be re-releasing its brilliance in the world.

  The sound of the sword's hum echoed through the entire square, carrying a kind of magic that made people's minds involuntarily intoxicated, infatuated and revered.

  Long Jing Tian narrowed his eyes slightly.

  At this time, the nine-tailed celestial cat also looked at the giant iron sword behind the black-shirted young man Fan Xian in astonishment.

  "Boss, this heavy sword... seems like, seems like..." The Nine-Tailed Heavenly Cat's eyes suddenly changed, as if remembering something, and hesitated to say.

  "Really?" Long Jing Tian looked at Jiu Wei Tian Mao.

  "It seems to be one of the top ten divine swords on the Divine Sword List - the Black Profound Heavy Sword!"

  The Divine Sword List, The Top Ten Divine Swords!

  Ten thousand years ago, the Azure Continent's number one expert had in his hand the Qilin Fire God Sword, which was the first of the Ten Great Divine Swords.

  Is this giant sword behind the black-shirted young man Fan Xian also one of the legendary top ten divine swords?!

  Long Jing Tian was somewhat unexpected.

  "Not bad, the Black Profound Heavy Sword is ranked eighth on the Divine Sword List. However, each of the top ten divine swords on the list contains different powers, and this Black Profound Heavy Sword, although ranked eighth, is not weaker than the others in terms of power. Except for the first-ranked Qilin Fire Divine Sword, the other nine are not much different." The Nine-Tailed Heavenly Cat continued to say.

  Long Jing Tian nodded slightly.

  The nine-tailed celestial cat continued: "Before, the heavy sword on his back was too ordinary, so I didn't associate it with the Black Profound Heavy Sword. It wasn't until I heard its sword hum that I remembered, legend has it that the Black Profound Heavy Sword's hum has a kind of intimidating magical power, and every time a divine sword appears, it will bring about tremendous changes to the Azure Continent!"

  "It's just that every divine sword has a divine nature and it's hard to make them acknowledge their master, I didn't think that Fan Xian would actually be able to get the Black Profound Heavy Sword to acknowledge him as its master!"

  Listening to Jiǔwěi Tiān Māo's explanation, Lóng Qíng Tiān gazed at the young man in black, Fàn Xiāo.

  "Dragon Engine, bring out your sword." said Fan Xiao.

  At the time of the inner temple assessment, Long Jing Tian defeated Gu Yan with the Bi Xue Sword, which is a well-known fact.

  Long Jing shook his head and said, "No need."

  For Long Tianyue, his body was the best offensive weapon. Now, with his physical strength, whether he used the Azure Blood Sword or not didn't matter.

  However, Fan Xiao heard this and furrowed his brow, without saying another word. He then slowly walked towards Long Jing Tian.

  Every step Fan Xiang took, a sharp sword aura was produced, and the powerful sword aura cut through all directions. The disciples around him felt that this sword aura seemed to pierce their hearts and souls, and they were all shocked.

  Tens of thousands of disciples all held their breath, quietly and intently staring at Long Jing Tian and Fan Xiao.

  Those two Wu Zong strongmen also revealed a look of astonishment, exchanging a glance with each other. It seemed that they were somewhat surprised by the strength that the black-shirted youth Fan Xian had now displayed.

  "Do you see where this Fan Jian's giant sword comes from?" one of the Wu Zong asked.

  Another person shook his head: "Can't see it."

  Because of what Jiǔwěi Tiān Māo said to Lóng Qíng Tiān, only Lóng Qíng Tiān heard it, so these two powerful Wu Zong and the disciples did not know.

  "It's just that I didn't expect Fan Qian's strength to be hidden so deeply." The strong man of the Wu Zong said with emotion.

  Another person also deeply felt the same way and said: "We've all been deceived."

  The two of them had also thought earlier on that Gu Yan would be the first in this Elite Disciple Competition.

  Who would have thought that in front of Long Jing Tian, the ancient Fan would be defeated so thoroughly by someone who was originally considered to be the strongest, and now looking at this Fan Xian, his strength is actually even stronger than that of Gu Yan!

  Under the gaze of the crowd, Fan Xian stepped closer and closer to Long Qingtian.

  Fan Xian's aura grew stronger and stronger.

  His entire body was filled with sword energy, astonishing to the extreme. These sword energies eventually transformed into small black swords that continuously revolved around him.

  And behind him, the black heavy sword also trembled more violently.

  Long Jing Tian stood there, his entire body also flashing with golden and black lightning bolts. These lightning bolts were as thick as fingers, but the terrifying destructive power they contained made people tremble.

  Neither of them made the first move.

  But everyone knew that once the two of them clashed, it would be a shocking blow that would shake the heavens.

  Ten meters, nine meters, eight meters!

  As Fan Xian and Long Qing Tian's distance continued to close, the entire arena was filled with golden, black lightning and small black swords.

  Lightning and Black Sword collided continuously.

  Wave after wave of horror energy spread out from the arena space in all directions.

  The air flow around is extremely suppressed.

  Just as everyone was holding their breath in unison, feeling somewhat unbearable, suddenly, the black-shirted young man Fan Xian let out a loud shout, his body flashing violently upwards, a sword light that was extremely dazzling to the eyes shot up into the sky.

  Everyone's eyes stung at once.

  At this time, "Hum!" a sword cry, the black heavy sword behind his back finally came out of its scabbard!

  Everyone was unable to describe what they saw before their eyes. That one sword was so fast, that one sword was so magnificent, and it was also so domineeringly supreme!

  "Hei Xuan is born!" The young man in black, Fan Xiao, thrust his sword out with both hands.

  Like a divine object bursting out of the earth, wanting to pierce through the sky! Like a volcano that has been dormant for countless years, magma erupts! Like the heavenly sword that has been sealed for ages, wanting to cut off all restraints.

  This sword is one of the swords from the Heavenly Immortal outside the sky.

  This sword is a sword that looks down on all things with pride.

  Time seems to have stood still here at this moment!

  "Clang!"

  A loud, clear sound rang out, and suddenly the black-shirted young man Fan Xian's figure stopped in his tracks. Only to see that the heavy black sword was actually pinched between Long Jing Tian's two palms!

  "Got it! Got it!"

  Tens of thousands of disciples' hearts beat faster as they stared at the scene before them in shock.

  The black-shirted youth, Fan Xian, did not expect his sword to be received by Long Qingtian in such a way. His face showed surprise, and at this moment, a powerful counter-shock force was emitted from Long Qingtian's palms. Fan Xian was shocked, flew back with all his might, stopped dozens of meters away, and felt that the black heavy sword in his hand was still shaking uncontrollably.

  Suddenly, a figure flashed by, and Long Jing Tian appeared before him.

  "Stardust Blast!"

  Long Qing pointed at the black-shirted young man Fan Xiao's chest and struck him.

  The black-shirted young man Fan Xian was caught off guard, the giant sword in his hand raised, and Long Qingtian's finger struck the blade of Hei Xuan's heavy sword, the powerful impact force causing Fan Xian's body to retreat repeatedly.

  But at this time, Long Jing Tian's attack arrived again.

  "Invisible Wave Palm!"

  Only to see the dragon engine sky under one palm, his arm around actually formed a group of wind waves, and his palm through these wind waves, changing, vague, making it impossible to grasp.

  In an instant, he struck in front of the black-shirted young man Fan Xian.

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