Glancing at his subordinates, Zhen Jian found from their eyes that his subordinates' reverence for him was weakening, which he couldn't tolerate, and he was annoyed and angry. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Xiao Yan, suffer death!"

"Emperor Nine Swords, Fifth Style!"

Zhen Jian's neck was bruised, he changed from holding the sword with one hand to holding the sword with both hands, his body jumped into the air, and raised the sword straight to the sky.

Golden light shot out from the mighty sword, intertwining in the air like thunder and lightning, and the sword light on the blade skyrocketed, and in the blink of an eye, the mighty sword had changed from a long sword to a giant sword, setting off a howl like a raging wind, slashing straight towards Xiao Yan.

This sword, simplified, removed the fancy phantom, abandoned the superfluous movements, back to the basics to restore the way of the sword; this sword, the sword qi was compressed to the extreme, and the sword was condensed as if a sword blade.

"This is the strongest style you have mastered? Very good!" Xiao Yan's eyes flashed with belligerent excitement, his fighting spirit suddenly exploded, and his body quickly rushed towards Zhen Jian, "Then you can also take my strongest fighting skill and take a look." ”

"A thousand feet without a shadow!"

Suddenly, an endless stream of shadow phantom dances around Xiao Yan, splitting countless looming spatial cracks, dazzling and terrifying.

"He's so strong in this fight!"

Someone on Zhen Jian's side exclaimed.

"Well, I didn't expect that the little Xiao clan in the remote imperial state could cultivate such a genius!"

"No matter how talented it is, the young master made it, but the fifth form of the 'Emperor Extreme Nine Swords' can be said to be a sword that breaks the sky, how can he deal with it?"

"That is, he even dared to scatter the shadow to attack. ”

"Well, in the end, it's from a small family, how can it be the young master's opponent without everyone's guidance. ”

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But at the moment when everyone's words just fell, Xiao Yan's momentum accumulated to the extreme in an instant, his hand shook slightly in front of his chest, and the endless shadow suddenly merged into one foot!

This foot, mighty and unprecedentedly met Zhen Jian's huge golden sword.

What will be the result?

Everyone held their breath, their hearts rose to their throats, and their eyes stared at the scene without blinking.

With a "bang", the ruler and the sword had not yet touched, and the two forces had already collided together.

As soon as everyone felt a strong vibration from the ground under their feet, and before the swaying figure had time to control its balance, they saw Zhen Jian's giant sword golden light collapse in Xiao Yan's "break", and the sword qi returned to illusory, and then an embarrassed figure flew out upside down, slammed into the cliff wall, and embedded in it.

"Ahh

The people on Zhen Jian's side all opened their mouths wide and stared at all this blankly, they couldn't believe that this battle was over like this. Then he rubbed his eyes vigorously, and saw Xiao Yan, who was dressed in a black shirt, standing there in a dashing manner, only to realize that it was not an illusion at all.

"Young Master......"

Dozens of guards screamed in surprise and unfolded their bodies and pounced on Zhen Jian, who was embedded deep in the cliff.

"Get out of here!"

With a roar bursting out from the depths of his throat, Zhen Jian struggled out of the cliff, shook his arm, and shook off his subordinates who came to help.

At this time, Zhen Jian's image of being dressed in white and winning snow and being personable was gone, and his clothes were so tattered that only a few fragments were left hanging on his charred black body, and although the blood marks were not deep, they were all over his body, looking embarrassed. He looked at Xiao Yan with blood-red eyes, his teeth rattled, and the flames of anger burned wildly in his chest.

Everyone was scolded by Zhen Jian, and they didn't dare to touch his anger anymore, but they didn't dare to stay away, so they had to gather around Zhen Jian and carefully look at Zhen Jian's injury.

"This Xiao Yan can break the fifth form of the young master's 'Emperor Extreme Nine Swords' with one move, and also knock it away, how can it only cause such a slight injury?" Seeing that Zhen Jian was not in danger of life, everyone calmed down and thought about it, and their hearts immediately became awe-inspiring, "It must be Xiao Yan's subordinates who showed mercy." ”

At the thought of this, everyone's hearts trembled. You must know that this is not a point-and-click competition, Zhen Jian had killing intent towards Xiao Yan from the beginning, and with the full strength of a peerless genius, he can still control the strength of his shot, which can only show that Xiao Yan's strength is far above Zhen Jian!

God, a strength that is much stronger than a peerless genius, what kind of strength is that? When everyone looked at Xiao Yan again, their eyes were already full of deep jealousy, remembering the cynicism they had at the beginning of Xiao Yan, they couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, and they all lowered their heads under Xiao Yan's eyes.

The corners of Long Yi's mouth twitched, and the smile on his face became brighter and brighter, and Jing Wuchen couldn't help but applaud, and the applause was particularly loud on the silent mountain road.

Stimulated by the applause, Zhen Jian could no longer suppress the shame in his heart, his eyebrows were obliquely raised, and green tendons erupted on both sides of his forehead.

Wiping the blood flowing from the corner of his mouth and spitting out the blood foam in his mouth, Zhen Jian looked at Xiao Yan with a gloomy face, his voice from low to high, and gradually roared: "How is it possible? Impossible, this is absolutely impossible! Xiao Yan, you must have taken some pill that can greatly increase your strength in an instant! Yes and no?"

Listening to Zhen Jian's words, Xiao Yan wanted to laugh in his heart, and said in his heart: "Joke, to deal with you like this, I still need to rely on pills? ”

"Moreover, after the test of the first few styles of the 'Emperor Pole Nine Swords', the grades of the 'Emperor Pole Nine Swords' and the 'Thousand Feet Without a Shadow' are between the two of them, if you can cultivate the 'Emperor Pole Nine Swords' to the seventh form, maybe you still have to fight with me, but you have only practiced the fifth form, how can you be my opponent?"

Looking at Zhen Jian, who had completely lost his temper, the disdain in Xiao Yan's eyes was even stronger, he pointed at Zhen Jian and said coldly: "You are like this, you still want to be the successor of the leader of the Terran Alliance?

Xiao Yan then shook his head: "It's actually difficult to live up to your fame, you just have a false name." ”

Xiao Yan's words were like a sharp knife inserted into Zhen Jian's heart, and he turned around a few times, and it was like a heavy slap on Zhen Jian's face, slapping Zhen Jian's remaining face.

Zhen Jian only felt that his face was hot, and he stood there dumbfounded without saying a word, "skills are not as good as others", "vain fame" and so on echoed alternately in his mind.

I think he Zhen Jian started practicing swords at the age of five, and he first realized kendo at the age of ten, and was known as a rare genius of the Zhen family in ten thousand years, and he was personally instructed by the head of the family. Unexpectedly, he was immersed in the cultivation of the "Emperor Nine Swords" for tens of thousands of years, and finally lost at the hands of a young Dou Emperor who had only been in the Dou Emperor Continent for many years, and the most hateful thing was that this person was still a member of the Zhen family's affiliated family that he looked down on very much.

The more Zhen Jian thought about it, the more difficult it became to let go, his face turned red, and then turned blue, and suddenly when he raised his head, a fierce light shot out of his eyes, and he suddenly shouted hysterically: "Xiao Yan, do you think you will win? You are wrong! Young Master Ben still has a trick, you must die today!"

Xiao Yan didn't expect Zhen Jian to be so ignorant, he smiled contemptuously, and the disgust on his face was even stronger. But as soon as he remembered Zhen Ni's advice, Xiao Yan had no choice but to suppress his thoughts and quickly kill him, and said slowly: "Among the few peerless geniuses I have met, you are the most unbearable. For Zhenny's sake, I won't kill you today, so do it. ”

After speaking, Xiao Yan no longer paid attention to Zhen Jian, and waved his hand to beckon Long Yi and Jing Wuchen to leave.

Xiao Yan's ignorance deeply stimulated Zhen Jian's self-esteem, making Zhen Jian completely lose his mind, and Zhen Jian hatefully squeezed out seven angry words from between his teeth - "Emperor Extreme Nine Swords, Sixth Style!"

"Young Master, don't do it!"

The guards beside Zhen Jian immediately dissuaded him in panic, his face full of anxiety.

They all know that Zhen Jian has only completely mastered the first five styles of the "Emperor Nine Swords", although he has already glimpsed the threshold of the sixth style, but there is still 108,000 miles away from truly mastering the sixth style. If something happened to Zhen Jian, none of them could escape the responsibility of the ineffective protector, how could they not be in a hurry?

It's a pity that the extreme anger has made Zhen Jian lose his mind, and at this time, he has only one thought in his heart, that is, no matter what the price is, he will kill Xiao Yan. Because, only by killing Xiao Yan can all the shame be washed away.

Zhen Jian waved his hand, and the mighty sword inserted in the cliff flew out of the cliff with a "whoosh", like a lightning bolt falling on Zhen Jian's hand. Zhen Jian held the sword in both hands, and desperately urged the fighting qi into the mighty sword, and suddenly, the sword was like frost, and the cold energy fluctuations seemed to be able to destroy everything, and the entire space began to tremble and twist continuously......

It's just that Zhen Jian couldn't control the huge power of the sixth form at all, his hands trembled violently, blood beads continued to ooze out of the pores of his body, staining his body red, and the whole person was as terrifying as a demon crawling out of hell.

"Young master, hurry up and stop, you can't bear the backlash of this swordsmanship, and your life will be in danger!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, the many guards on Zhen Jian's side couldn't care so much anymore, and rushed up to stop in front of Zhen Jian, hoping to make Zhen Jian come to his senses.

"Get out of here!"

The sharp pain tore every inch of Zhen Jian's skin, and Zhen Jian's face was already twisted to a terrifying one. But instead of stopping, he swung his sword and pressed down.

In the roar of the sword blade, the mountain road shattered, the mountain stone was swept into the air, and then it was rotated and pressed down by the power of destruction, and the Dou Emperor could not resist it at all, and the wind that was rolled up by the sword qi swept away, revealing the figures of Xiao Yan and the three not far ahead.

"If you don't know what to do, then I will fulfill you!"

Feeling the sword qi coming, Xiao Yan's eyes suddenly shot out a cold killing intent.

Stepping and waving the ruler, Xiao Yan's movements were completed in one go, and the "Thousand Feet Without a Shadow" had been swung out again, and a huge coercion smashed down like a mountain collapsing.

The blue-gray flames on the heavy ruler's body brought up a scorching fighting aura, making the air faintly scorching, and it completely suppressed the momentum of Zhen Jian's sixth style in an instant.

There was still no suspense in this round of confrontation, and the Heavenly Fire Eternal Ruler destroyed the sword qi of the mighty sword with a devastating force, crushed the sword light of the mighty sword, and even shattered the layer of brilliant golden armor on Zhen Jian's body into a little golden light.

At this time, Zhen Jian had already opened the door, and as long as Xiao Yan's weight was a few inches in, Zhen Jian would definitely be splashed with blood on the spot.

At this moment of life and death, under the frightened gaze of the Dou Emperors on Zhen Jian's side, the corners of Xiao Yan's eyes jumped rapidly, a trace of hesitation flashed in the depths of his eyes, and his left hand suddenly slapped out, hitting the wrist of his right hand holding the heavy ruler, and at the same time, as soon as his right hand was released, the Heavenly Fire Ancient Ruler flew out obliquely against Zhen Jian's chest, sinking deep into the cliff, making a violent sound like thunder, and the gravel rolled up the sand and raised a scene of yellow mist.

Everyone gasped, if this heavy ruler hit Zhen Jian's body, Zhen Jian might not even be left with scum. (To be continued.) )