Countless pairs of eyes gathered on Xiang Nan's body.
To the Bai Clan, the significance of this duel was very clear and simple. It was to select ten people from the twenty priests.
Outsiders, on the other hand, were very different. What they wanted to see more was who was more powerful.
After Xiang Nan stepped onto the altar, the scene was completely silent. Everyone anxiously waited for the next scene.
Bai Lingquan floated in the air and said, "This duel is about choosing people, not winning or losing."
"Our Bai Clan has twenty people, challenging Xiang Nan alone. Therefore, we cannot kill anyone in front of the sacred ancestral hall."
"The Bai Clan's sacrificial priest listened to the order. He only wanted to show off, not to see blood."
Twenty against one was already unfair, but Bai Lingquan's intention was to temper the young people of the Bai Clan and use Xiang Nan as a reference to verify the true level of those twenty sacrifices.
Xiang Nan stood on the altar, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled.
He turned around and looked around. Standing in this position, he was surrounded by the Bai Clan and outsiders, but he could see them all.
If nothing unexpected happened, he should be one of these priests, instead of being teased like a clown.
The Bai Clan clearly intended to lower Xiang Nan and increase the status of the twenty priests, so that their blessings this time would be even more logical.
It was also a warning to the people of the world that Xiang Nan, who was rumored to be invincible in battle, was no match for the Bai Clan.
Xiang Nan laughed coldly. You want to suppress me? You want me to make a fool of myself in public? If he said it clearly, why would he need to find an excuse? He had to say that the focus was on selecting people, not on winning or losing?
Ridiculous, too ridiculous!
Bai Wudao stared fixedly at Xiang Nan. He licked his lips and whispered, "You'd better not die here. You're my target. After the ancestral sacrifice is over, I'll personally challenge you and let everyone in the world know who will be the first!"
As he spoke, the twenty white-robed priests drew out their swords.
Xiang Nan subconsciously turned to look at Old Man Mo Ling in the crowd.
Although Mo Ling was a person who wholeheartedly wanted to kill Xiang Nan, at present, he was indeed the person Xiang Nan was most familiar with and could treat as his friend.
The way Old Man Mo Ling looked at Xiang Nan was also extremely complicated. There was reluctance, sympathy, and regret in his eyes.
Bai Lingquan had clearly stipulated that he could not kill anyone in front of the dignified and sacred ancestral hall. Old Man Mo Lingquan was not worried that Xiang Nan would die immediately.
In this way, they faced twenty Bai Clan's sacrifices.
Xiang Nan took a deep breath. The realms of these twenty people were between the fifth and eighth levels of Good Fortune, and they were extraordinary.
In the end, Xiang Nan's expression became cold, and his eyes were filled with battle intent. That battle intent was something that he had experienced countless life and death tribulations all year round. It was something that he had baptized from countless battles in the southern expeditions and northern battles.
However, Xiang Nan raised his robe and waved it back. He stretched out his right hand and said sternly, "Unsheath!"
A dragon-like saber cry rushed into the nine heavens!
Xiang Nan leapt into the air and held the Nightmare Saber firmly in his hand!
At this moment, a faint shadow of an azure dragon appeared in the sky. The giant dragon circled in the clouds, and it was the saber spirit of the Nightmare Saber!
When Xiang Nan landed on the ground, he shook the giant saber and shouted, "Come and fight!"
Faced with twenty Bai Clan Heavenly Clan experts that could only be seen in the eyes of the world, Xiang Nan's will to fight was astonishing!
Twenty or two hundred! In Xiang Nan's Dao heart, there was no retreat. There was only one word: battle!
The twenty priests simultaneously released powerful aura, and the aura quickly engulfed the entire altar like a rising tide.
The terrifying strength of the Divine Astral Qi was simply not something that a Good Fortune Realm cultivator should possess. It gave off the impression that he was like twenty Divine Martial Realm experts releasing their auras.
This was the martial arts accomplishment of the Bai Clan's experts!
The twenty people stood in separate positions, trying their best not to accidentally injure their own people. Then, they rushed towards Xiang Nan!
A great battle was on the verge of breaking out!
In the distance, Xuan Qingzhu's expression was also very complicated.
She frowned, her eyes flickering with different emotions.
She was the person who hoped that Xiang Nan would die the most, and also the person who hated Xiang Nan the most. But after all, Xiang Nan and she came from the same world. Now, both of them had come to the new world to seek their own martial arts dreams.
Seeing Xiang Nan being surrounded by twenty people from the Bai Clan, Xuan Qingzhu felt a little unhappy for some reason.
Xiang Nan held the huge saber in his hand and immediately fought with the twenty experts of the Bai Clan.
His aura was like a dragon, and his saber was like lightning!
The surging aura even suppressed the aura of the experts of the Bai Clan!
This scene shocked countless spectators of the Bai Clan.
Xiang Nan used "momentum" and "charm".
However, it was clear that the Bai Clan's inheritance of Bai Wuya's martial arts was not that outstanding. The people of the Bai Clan only knew about "momentum", but no one could comprehend the true meaning of "charm".
As soon as Xiang Nan stepped forward, the giant saber shook the three of them back. With a backhand saber strike, he forced the fourth person to dodge quickly.
Countless people opened their mouths wide, their jaws almost falling out of shock.
Twenty people surrounded one person! He was actually defeated by that person?
Xiang Nan's ferocity left a deep impression on everyone.
The twenty Bai Clan priests were also angered by Xiang Nan's provocation.
Twenty people shouted at the same time.
I saw it!
Xiang Nan saw the direction of the Dipper Qi when they used the Tyrannical Body Martial Technique and saw the vibrating frequency of their meridians.
In an instant, Xiang Nan pointed seven fingers!
In that instant, he intercepted the seven experts who had yet to completely complete the Tyrannical Body, causing their Tyrannical Body to fail on the spot!
However, two fists were difficult to defeat four hands. Although Xiang Nan's attack was powerful, he could only accomplish so much in the same time.
Thirteen other experts of the Bai Clan who had completed the Overlord Body had already rushed forward.
When Xiang Nan fought them again, he didn't feel as relaxed as before.
After these people dominated their bodies, their bodies were as hard as iron! Of course, this was a description, just like how an ordinary person who didn't understand martial arts felt when fighting against thirteen people of steel.
Xiang Nan's huge saber slashed into a person's sword, producing a dull clang.
Xiang Nan's body was shaken so much that he slipped back more than ten meters!
On the other hand, the Bai Clan, who was fighting with Xiang Nan for weapons, slipped thirteen to fourteen meters backwards.
This scene caused Bai Wudao to feel extremely shocked.
When Xiang Nan and Bai Wudao fought back then, Xiang Nan had used the most extreme Seven Extremes Ghost Prison! Just like that, it was still inextricably linked to Bai Wudao's tyrannical body.
But now, Xiang Nan was only in his normal state. He did not use the Seven Extremes Ghost Prison, but he was already able to gain a slight advantage in front of the tyrants of the Heavenly Character Generation.
In comparison, the terrifying increase in Xiang Nan's strength was obvious.
However, the other seven experts of the Bai Clan who had been defeated by Xiang Nan also found another opportunity to condense their tyrannical bodies.
This time, with Xiang Nan's fifth level of Good Fortune, he had no advantage in fighting against twenty experts of the Heavenly Character generation between the fifth and eighth levels of Good Fortune.
Bai Wudao was filled with rage as he charged forward.
Xiang Nan's backhand was a saber. The blade ferociously slashed down on Bai Wudao's shoulder, and the saber light burst forth with lightning that shot into the sky!
Bai Wudao was knocked flying backwards. At the same time, he was stopped by two experts from the Bai Clan before stopping.
However, Xiang Nan was also struck by Bai Wudao's charge, causing his blood and qi to surge. His body quickly slid backwards, but was caught up by two enemies behind him. His two swords stabbed at Xiang Nan's waist at the same time.
As Xiang Nan retreated, he suddenly moved sideways. Two swords pierced through his waist, leaving behind two sword wounds.
Blood had already seeped into Xiang Nan's robe.
Xiang Nan took a deep breath and raised his head to look at the Bai Clan's ancestral hall.
He thought to himself, so what if the Bai Clan did? You abandoned me, and now I'm back.
Bai Clan, I will make you regret it.