fairy tales

Chapter 1079 Ten Sword Gods (1)
The ten honor guards of Murong Mountain Villa stood proudly in the void. On their backs, pairs of white lightning-like wings fluttered slightly, smooth and lingering, streaked with rays of light, emitting a frightening energy. There were bursts of crisp popping sounds.

Dressed in white clothes, although the ten people have different appearances, their expressions are very similar. They are handsome and dignified, and their complexions are extremely concise, calm, and their long hair flutters slightly. Each of them is like a sharp sword out of its sheath. Generally speaking, it gives people a sense of sharpness, and on their backs, all of them carry a simple long sword on their backs.

Although the ten people did not release any true energy, an invisible sword intent was already lingering in the air. The sword intent was like a dagger, stabbing at everyone in the field, and the compelling sword intent rushed towards them. Feeling as if there were thousands of long swords stabbing him in the air, the sense of danger crawled out from the bottom of his heart, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of retreat.

At this moment, many people's faces became extremely ugly. The second round of the knockout round was much more difficult than they imagined. Before it even started, they felt that they were almost out of breath. The ten honor guards just stood there indifferently. In the void above his head, he felt as if he was suffocating. If he really drew his sword, he might not even be able to resist for a moment.

The invisible but sharp sword intent spread, and many people seemed to be stared at by Wan Jian, feeling extremely palpitated, and a few people's bodies could not stand this kind of terrifying sword intent attack, and began to tremble slightly.

"Grandma's, this still makes people die." Xu Haoxuan's complexion became extremely pale, he clenched his teeth, Danfeng stared angrily, and frantically operated his skills to resist the terrifying sword intent coming directly, but but it didn't do much
Chu Liuxiang glanced at Xu Haoxuan faintly. He was happy to see a disciple who could endure hardships. Although Xu Haoxuan's purpose was impure, he still persevered. This is very good... very good!
The silver-haired old man glanced at the young talents on the field, and said in a clear and indifferent voice: "The second round of the knockout round is about to begin, and if you want to quit now, you can leave immediately."

The trembling people on the field looked left and right, and found that no one left, and they didn't intend to give up. Gritting his teeth, holding on, he wanted to try his luck.

"I advise those who want to try their luck to leave the arena immediately, because the sword energy is ruthless. If the strength is too weak, even if there are doctors outside the arena, they may still be unable to treat them and die." It resounded through the audience like a Hong bell, resounding in everyone's ears.

"Death!", "Death!", "Death!"...

The rolling sound waves were poured with unparalleled true energy by the silver-haired old man, and they continued to be mighty in the air, rolling up waves of sound waves, rolling and sweeping the field, and also shocked the hearts of those who were lucky in the field, as if they were being reborn. Like being hit hard by an object, he instantly woke up from his fantasy.

(End of this chapter)