The morning sun has risen to most of the half, the bright and brilliant sun will shroud the whole valley, it is the spring of March, the flowers in the valley are full of vitality, but at this moment in the ring, it is a solemn and murderous atmosphere.

The nine futon seats at the back of the ring, the nine martial kings were still squatting and sitting.

Lu Zhanpeng, who was on the edge of the ring, although his face was still full of spring breeze, was already extremely angry in his heart, after all, Tian Zhenyun was his proud disciple, Tang Longjian looked down on his disciple so much, how could he not be angry.

However, as the referee of this Huashan Sword Debate, now that the heroes of the rivers and lakes are gathered, he doesn't have much to say, but he slowly stepped forward and smiled: "Since the two of you are ready, then the competition has officially begun!"

As soon as his words fell, there was a sudden clang, and Tian Zhenyun had already drawn his sword, a purple sword.

At this moment, under the sunlight, this purple sword couldn't help but emit a dazzling light, and its edge was exposed, and it looked like a rare famous sword.

"Tang Long Thorn, although you don't use that flame spear, but most of my martial arts are on this sword, so I have to use a sword!" Tian Zhenyun shouted in a deep voice.

Tang Feng waved his hand and said, "Please!"

"Look at the sword!" Tian Zhenyun stepped a little, and the whole person immediately rushed out like a spirit fox, with an elegant body and a strange speed, with Huashan's peerless Zixia Divine Skill, he was covered with purple light and treasure.

Seeing the sword stabbing at him, Tang Feng still stood still in place, and the whole person looked as if he had never noticed the sword in front of him at all.

With a whoosh, the blade of the sword broke through the air, but it was in front of it in the blink of an eye, no more than an inch from the throat.

When the people in the audience saw this, they couldn't help but exclaim, and even some female disciples of the Emei sect had already screamed.

Chen Haoran and the White Dragon Envoy also exclaimed in unison: "Big brother, Tang Long Thorn, be careful......"

However, at this moment, Tang Feng moved, but it was not his body that moved, but his right hand.

To be more precise, it was the direct finger of his right hand that flicked upwards like lightning, and with a sonorous dragon groan, the purple long sword immediately deviated from its direction.

At this time, Tian Zhenyun's moves have been used up, and what is even worse is that his strength has been exhausted, and now he has been transferred, and he can no longer retract his strength in a hurry, and the whole person immediately rushed forward under the effect of inertia.

At this moment, Tang Feng squeezed his fist, like a fierce tiger thundering, and punched him in the lower abdomen.

The fierce fist blade tore Tian Zhenyun's true vitality cover on the spot, and let out a miserable scream, and his whole person immediately shrank back and flew out like a shrimp.

When the people in the audience saw this scene, they couldn't help but burst out into cheers and exclamations again, no one could have imagined that in that state just now, Tian Zhenyun's purple long sword was filled with violent and violent sword qi, and Tang Long's stab actually bounced away with one finger.

"Didn't you just come out with anything, what kind of technique did Tang Long's thorn perform, could it be that the legendary finger snapping magic power that has long been lost?"

"It shouldn't be, if it's really a snap of a finger, in that state, I'm afraid that the purple sword would have been broken in two!"

"This is also true, but this Tang Dragon Thorn is too strong, according to this point of view, Huashan is not in charge, I am afraid that I will be defeated!"

"It's still too early, after all, this Tian Zhenyun and Dugu Nine Swords haven't been used!"

"That's ...... too"

At the same time, Duan Feiyang of the Duan clan in Dali, his eyes were staring at Tang Feng on the stage with burning eyes, and he sighed: "This Tang Dragon Thorn is really extraordinary, it can be seen that he just flicked it at random, but it already has such power, if he is allowed to use a yang finger again, the power will be terrifying!"

And just when the people in the audience were discussing, Tian Zhenyun, who flew out upside down, suddenly rolled the carp, turned over and stood upright, and then wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, before gritting his teeth and saying: "I didn't expect you kid to have entered the realm of a half-step martial king, no wonder you dare to be so arrogant!"

Tang Feng just shook his head, too lazy to talk about it again.

Tian Zhenyun shook the purple sword in his hand, and snorted coldly in a deep voice: "Don't think that you won half a chance just now, just think that you won, just now it was just a warm-up, and then the show really begins!"

After saying this, his whole body was full of purple light, obviously urging his true yuan with all his strength, and with a flick of his wrist, the purple sword in his hand immediately appeared with heavy sword shadows, looking extremely strange.

Everyone immediately knew that this Tian Zhenyun was going to use the Huashan Peerless Dugu Nine Swords next.

Tang Feng's complexion did not change, his hands immediately sealed, and he used the dragon blood to change, his aura was improved, and at the same time, under his skin, pieces of golden dragon scales emerged.

With a cold drink, Tian Zhenyun's whole person rose into the sky, he held the sword with one hand, but the whole thing seemed to be a combination of human and sword.

With a whooshing sound of breaking the air, the purple long sword brought up a triple sword shadow, stabbing at Tang Feng in the upper, middle and lower parts.

"Dragon Claw Nine Style!" Tang Feng snorted coldly, his right hand had already reached out, and he grabbed towards the sword shadow on the upper road.

Tian Zhenyun was taken aback, he really couldn't imagine that this Dugu Nine Sword originally contained the true meaning of the void and the truth, and he had already cast the triple sword shadow as a void, but the other party actually saw through it all at once.

In addition to panicking, Tian Zhenyun's reaction was not slow, his wrist flicked, and with the power of the sword qi that surged out, the whole person reversed in the air, and with a wave of his wrist, he immediately cast eight sword shadows, enveloping Tang Feng.

"Void Claw!" Tang Feng ignored his heavy sword shadow and reached for the center.

Tian Zhenyun's complexion changed again, he couldn't have imagined that the other party's gaze was so sharp, and he could see through the reality of his swordsmanship at a glance.

At this time, his moves were already old, and it was obviously too late to change his moves or retreat, not to mention, the speed of the opponent's move was faster, and he was not allowed to react at all.

With a swipe, Tang Feng's five fingers as bright as a dragon's claws buckled the purple sword blade, and with a forceful flick, Tian Zhenyun's whole person immediately fell forward.

Immediately after that, Tang Feng's body moved with thunder, and he used a strong Vajra palm to hit him on the back.

With a loud bang, Tian Zhenyun fell backwards on the spot, and the slap was really not light, so that when he fell, a mouthful of old blood directly spurted out.

Blood spilled on the ground, Tian Zhenyun propped up his hands from the ground, but the whole person turned over and swept up, gritted his teeth and said: "It's really damn, I can't imagine that you kid will force me to this job!"

As soon as the words fell, his right hand tightened, holding the purple long sword and rushing out again, this time up and down, the purple luster was even more dazzling.

Tian Zhenyun's right hand swung out again and again, and in the heavy shadow of the sword, one after another sword qi crisscrossed and crisscrossed, like dense rain, shooting towards Tang Feng.

"This time, I'll see how you resist!" Tian Zhenyun gasped and gritted his teeth and shouted angrily.

"Golden Dragon Fist!" Tang Feng gritted his steel teeth, and in one breath, he shot out four dragon fists and rushed out.

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