Chapter 180

Li Xunhuan did not answer, but asked instead: "Do you know what Guo Songyang's initial ranking in the 'Weapon Manual' was?"

Afei shook his head.

Li Xunhuan said: "Twenty-eighth place."

Afei was stunned upon hearing this, suddenly thinking of something, and said in shock: "Could it be that he……"

"That's right."

"He started from the twenty-seventh place, challenging stronger people one by one."

"Until his current ranking."

Li Xunhuan said lightly.

Afei gasped, excitedly saying: "What a Guo Songyang; he is trying to follow the old path and pull Ximen Chuixue off his horse."

Li Xunhuan nodded slightly.

Guo Songyang must have thought everything through in advance.

If he made the Sword God Ranking, everything would be easy to talk about.

If he didn't, he would challenge Ximen Chuixue on the spot and snatch a ranking on the Sword God Ranking himself.

But this time, he probably chose the wrong target to challenge.

……

On the white jade platform.

Su Chen was happy; there's such a good thing?

Guo Songyang fighting Ximen Chuixue, this is sending him popularity points.

"Good."

"To show the fairness of the Sword God Ranking, the two of you can come on stage and fight."

"Let the Jianghu fellow travelers present witness it together."

Su Chen said with a smile, and pointed to the platform in front with his folding fan 4.6.

The platform in the center of Wanbao Building is divided into high and low parts.

The high part is where the auction host stands, and the low part is for displaying the auctioned treasures.

Although Su Chen turned it into a storytelling venue, the design itself was not changed.

Whoosh!

As Su Chen's voice fell, Ximen Chuixue flew down directly from the third floor.

His white clothes fluttered, and his three-foot-long black hair moved without wind.

The black-sheathed sword seemed to feel his strong fighting spirit, emitting bursts of trembling.

"Clang!"

The black-sheathed sword rang as it was unsheathed.

Ximen Chuixue stood holding the sword, pointing it far towards Guo Songyang.

"Good sword!"

Guo Songyang let out a long whistle and came to the stage in one leap.

Holding the wide-backed iron sword on his back, he also erupted with a strong fighting spirit.

Before the two of them even fought, two terrifying sword intents collided first.

The terrifying momentum shook the void, and waves of residual power spread in all directions.

How overbearing their sword Dao cultivation was; these threads of sword intent were enough to easily kill a Pre-natal Realm expert.

The crowd of Jianghu heroes couldn't dodge in time, and they all widened their eyes.

Just at this moment, Su Chen on the high platform narrowed his eyes, and flicked forward with his fan instead of a sword.

In an instant, the sword Qi rolled against the dragon wall, and all the sword intent was shattered into dregs.

"Fighting is fine, don't hurt the innocent."

Su Chen picked up his tea and took a sip, saying lightly.