Chapter 1831
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Amon’s voice was like the thunder in spring and the cool wind on a summer night, awakening everyone who was there because of the secret of the True Martial Emperor’s inheritance and the arrival of Yun Shiliu, and pulling them back to this Sword Champion Conference.
Pulled back to this Sword Champion Conference.
That voice was as if it was saying——
”This is my Amon’s Sword Asking, this is my Amon’s Sword Champion Conference. If you don’t want to watch, get out！”
Xu Taiping, who was originally standing with a straight figure and his eyes fully focused on the sword platform, after hearing Amon’s loud roar, crossed his arms and muttered with excitement in his eyes：
“Senior Amon, let these people see what the number one sword cultivator of True Martial is！”
Xu Taiping always remembered the situation that day in Yuhu Cave Heaven when Amon opened the second floor of Yuhu Cave Heaven with his sword and stopped the resurrection of the magic god .
No matter what others think, in Xu Taiping’s heart, Senior Amon is always the number one sword cultivator of True Martial.
Whether others have other plans for this Sword Lord Meeting, Xu Taiping cannot determine.
But if it is Amon, Xu Taiping dares to assert that what he seeks, first and foremost, must be swordsmanship.
As if sensing Xu Taiping’s shout in his heart at this moment, before Su Chan could answer, a extremely pure sword qi rushed up into the sky from Amon’s body.
Looking from a distance, it was like a long sword stabbing into the sky.
At this time, Su Chan, who was standing quietly at the other end of the sword platform, finally said：
“Amon, long time no see. You and I should have sat down, had a cup of tea, and talked about old times.”
It can be seen that Su Chan is not unfamiliar with Amon, this old acquaintance.
Amon shook his head without changing his expression and said：
“Su Chan, let’s skip the chat about old times.”
When saying this, Amon “swished” and pulled out his sword, pointed the sword at Su Chan, and then continued：
Su Chan, before this sword questioning begins, I will ask you one last question.
Su Chan held the sword in his hand, nodded with a calm gaze, and said：
Okay.
When saying these words, the fluctuation of Su Chan’s breath around his body began to be hidden and not released, and it could only be discovered when deliberately using the soul to sense it.
Just like the fierce tiger lying on the ground in the depths of the jungle, quietly watching its prey.
It is true that Su Chan and Amon have known each other before, but this will never affect the speed of his swordsmanship.
After lowering his head and pondering for a while, Amon raised his head again, looked at Su Chan with his eyes again, and then said：
Over the years, have you ever regarded me as an opponent？
For Amon, whether Su Chan has fallen into Magic Path is not important, because for him, Su Chan has only one identity – “opponent”.
Su Chan looked at Amon with a look of pity in his eyes, and then shook his head and said：
Amon, the person on the top of the mountain can never regard the person at the foot of the mountain as an opponent.
He added in a very affirmative tone：
You and I can be friends, enemies, but never opponents.
When Amon heard this, a hint of loneliness flashed in his eyes.
However, immediately, his gaze once again regained the firm look from before, and then he said in a deep voice：
“Today, I will make you take back the words you just said.”
Su Chan said expressionlessly：
“Let’s wait and see.”
Almost at the moment when the voice fell, the fluctuation of the aura on Su Chan’s body, like a flood that burst the embankment, suddenly spread out mightily with him as the center.
Just as everyone had expected.
Although Su Chan had another epiphyllum chopped off by Cui Tiegǔ in the previous match, his cultivation base and combat power did not continue to decline because of this.
After feeling the powerful fluctuation of the aura emanating from Su Chan’s body, instead of showing the slightest fear, Amon grinned and said excitedly：
“I don’t care how many epiphyllums you have left on your body, Su Chan, today I will definitely defeat you！”
Just as Xu Taiping had speculated, all Amon thought about was nothing but asking the sword.
“Boom！”
The next moment, accompanied by a deafening air explosion sound, Amon on the sword flat suddenly lifted his sword and rose from the ground.
When he jumped up to a hundred zhang high, his figure was like that of a spreading-winged eagle, and his figure was like a straight line, pouncing towards Su Chan who was standing quietly on the sword flat below.
“Boom！”
In just an instant, Amon’s figure appeared above Su Chan’s head, and with a sword momentum like a mountain collapsing, he chopped down at Su Chan’s head.
The sword energy around Amon also suddenly condensed into the shape of a hawk in this instant, and suddenly clawed at Su Chan with one paw.
Like Su Chan and Lin Qingnu, Amon’s swordsmanship cultivation has also been cultivated to the third level of sword energy transformation.
“Zheng！”
Just at this critical moment, Su Chan suddenly drew her sword out of its sheath, and with a sword, she slashed diagonally upwards against Amon’s sword momentum.
And in the instant when this sword was slashed out, a gluttonous Illusory shadow formed by sword energy appeared behind her without warning, and a sword momentum above Amon, and attacked Amon together with it.
“Peng！”
Amid the huge shock, accompanied by a sword chirp like an eagle’s cry, Amon’s sword momentum was shattered by Su Chan’s sword, and the hawk formed by his sword energy was even eaten half by Su Chan’s sword energy glutton, and flew backwards together.
With this sword, the superiority and inferiority have been divided.
But Amon, who has been waiting for this sword-questioning for hundreds of years, obviously didn’t prepare only one sword for Su Chan.
Just as his figure was sent flying hundreds of zhang backward, the sword qi eagle that was sent flying together with him suddenly reassembled its form. Then, after a shrill eagle cry, it suddenly flapped its wings and flew to Amon’s back, catching him.
“Boom！”
At this time, Su Chan had already arrived in front of Amon with a sword carrying that terrifying sword momentum and that huge sword qi glutton, and once again slashed down with a sword.
Just like the previous sword, Su Chan’s this sword seemingly had no change. But when the sword was drawn, whether it was the sword intent, the sword momentum, or the sword qi, they were all wonderful to the extreme.
From a distance, this sword seemed not to be made by human hands, but just like the whistling peaks in the Western Zhou, it seemed to come from this heaven and earth.
