Hundreds of people from Kyoto's wealthy family on the hill in the distance were stunned on the spot, as if they had been turned into sculptures.

The old man Zhang Hongchang, the third uncle Zhang Lingjiang, the fourth uncle Zhang Lingcheng, the fifth uncle Zhang Lingsheng, the sixth aunt Zhang Yueying, Zhang Yan, Zhang Cheng, Ye Tianhua, Ye Xuan, Ye Yanran... The four wealthy families of Kyoto, the famous Chinese families, have all been turned into artistic statues.

For a moment, the entire mountain was silent.

"How, how... Taizu... Taizu..."

Ye Xuan's mouth trembled, his whole body was cold, and layers of despair surged in his heart, as if he was going to devour him.

The faces of the Zhang family were also ugly, just now they thought they had made an extremely smart decision, but they were ruthlessly slapped in the face in less than a minute, this seemingly smart move completely pushed them down the abyss.

The old man Zhang Hongchang, with a smile fixed on his face, muttered and repeated these two words in his mouth:

"It's over... It's over..."

Commander Xiao, who was not far away, looked up to the sky and breathed a long sigh of relief, revealing a relieved smile.

Others, such as Jiang Mengxue, Hanyu Yuzuru, Liu Yue, Dragon Thirteen, etc., finally fell with a hanging heart, and the clouds in the sky drifted away, revealing the gorgeous spring light of April.

Such an ending is tantamount to a bolt from the blue to those strong people under the mountain, which is beyond everyone's expectations and slaps everyone in the face!

"Why is this happening?... It doesn't make sense..."

The innocent real man muttered to the sky, as if he was still trying to think.

......

"Ye Kunlun, you are indeed a rare opponent... It's a pity that the personality is too strong and the head is too iron. ”

Under the watchful eye, Zhang Yang flicked his sword lightly and sighed leisurely.

This sentence was said lightly, and everyone was puzzled when they heard it, and they didn't understand what he wanted to express. Could it be that 'too strong a personality' can also be the cause of defeat?

But they don't know.

In the battle of the last sword just now, the sword qi was only three zhang, but it fused the supreme battle intent of both sides, as well as the monstrous blood rage, as well as all the glory and blood of the past years, these gains from the spiritual and material planes, made the sword qi exert itself to the extreme.

It is no exaggeration to say that if it weren't for the fact that there was not much difference in the strength of the two sides, this sword would definitely fall on the spot, and it would be impossible for anyone else to survive.

Because it was the final game between sword qi, it was the sword in his hand that was under the most pressure, and Zhang Yangming knew that his flying sword was of lower quality than the other party, so he forcibly grafted most of the pressure onto his body and resisted it with his innate Dao body, so he fell directly from the sky and smashed a hundred meters into ruins.

But Ye Kunlun, he didn't do this, all the pressure was attributed to the Kunlun Sword, and he himself was suddenly fine, standing on the top of the clouds, with an immortal demeanor.

Immediately, the Kunlun sword could not withstand such a huge shock force, and shattered on the spot, and Ye Kunlun, as the sword master, had a clear sword heart, and he was also hit hard and counterattacked because of this, and was seriously injured on the spot, regrettably defeated.

Of course, if he hadn't been so reckless at that time, and had learned Zhang Yang's method and used his body to offset part of his strength, he wouldn't have had to fall into such a field, and the outcome was still unknown.

But now, he's lost.

"Even my innate Dao body can barely resist the strength, but you throw all of it to the sword weapon to bear, it's strange if it's not broken. ”

Zhang Yang sighed and shook his head, and suddenly, his eyes narrowed, and he turned his head to look behind him.

"Brother Watanabe, Mr. Zhang is injured, this is a good opportunity, let's go!"

I saw that on the periphery of the battlefield, the Grand Sect Master of the Ghost Witch Sect and the Watanabe Sword Saint looked at each other, their eyes flashed with decisiveness and killing intent, and they rushed over at the same time!

Obviously, the two of them discussed in advance, no matter what the victory or defeat, they will kill the myth Zhang Yang of China and take revenge!

And now, after Zhang Yang's first battle, exhausted and seriously injured, it is undoubtedly a great opportunity.

"Stop!"

Lu Weilou suddenly noticed it, and jumped up to meet it, directly blocking in front of the Watanabe Sword Saint.

"Get out of the way. Watanabe's sword saint's eyebrows were cold, and Huo Ran drew his sword out of its sheath.

'Shhhh

An extreme sword rainbow rolled upside down, splitting the air and slashing towards Lu Weilou.

I saw Lu Weilou stomp his feet suddenly, the vitality in his body boiled, and instantly transformed into a glass form, shining with a crystal light, his hands were raised high, and he suddenly closed in the air, and he actually grabbed the sword of the Sword Saint.

Streams of scattered knife qi spread out and slashed at Lu Weilou's body, making a thunderclapping sound, as if slashing on steel.

On the other side, the Great Sect Master of the Ghost Witch Sect had already taken the opportunity to approach the range of 100 meters around Zhang Yang, only a stone's throw away!

"Take my move, break the army!"

I saw that the Great Sect Master shook his hands, took out two twin knives, and slammed his palms together, and slashed them in the air.

'Boom!'

The majestic knife qi instantly converged into two knife circles, and immediately merged into one, and the ring-shaped knife qi rolled upside down, pulling out a terrifying knife ray that was nearly a hundred zhang long, and the cold knife intent in the sky was overwhelming.

This is the ultimate meaning of Miao Jiang's knife of the mother, the young witch master used it once at that time, and failed to hurt Zhang Yang, but by his father, the same move, how can the power become ten times stronger?

'Bang Bang Bang'

Before the majestic sword qi could be chopped, countless small sword qi had already swept over like a propeller.

In the face of this sword, Zhang Yang's eyes were solemn, and the brilliant body protection true yuan instantly bloomed, enveloping a radius of ten zhang. But the majestic sword qi that was condensed like crystal, but it was like a knife cutting butter, easily cutting through the true element of the body, and in the snap of his fingers, the sword qi was less than a zhang away from Zhang Yang.

'Bang!'

One after another talisman spells exploded at this moment, turning into a multicolored light mask, wanting to protect Zhang Yang. But with these magical powers, there is no way to block the sword.

"I have been carefully preparing this knife for three years, just to kill you!"

As the sword had already fallen in front of Zhang Yang, he could even see the happy and distorted expression of the Great Sect Master of the Ghost Witch Sect.

In order to fight with Zhang Yang, Ye Kunlun accumulated a breath of sword qi in his chest, which he cultivated for sixty-nine years, and once he used it, the world was shocked. And the Great Sect Master of the Ghost Witch Sect, his cultivation comprehension is obviously not as good as Ye Kunlun, but in order to avenge his son, he has suffered a lot for three years, and he has accumulated a mouthful of hatred in his body, and now it has burst out, and the power is extraordinary, as if it is not inferior to Ye Kunlun's last sword!

"You can't even do it Ye Kunlun, you must be too confident. ”

In this regard, Zhang Yang just sneered.

He stomped his foot heavily and whispered three times:

"True, martial, trick!"

Suddenly, the wind swept all over his body, and his vitality was boiling, completely enveloping Zhang Yang in cyan light, and his fighting intent rose monstrously, and a layer of golden armor covered Zhang Yang's black clothes.

'Boom!'

It was as if the thunder was exploding in the ears of the terrifying sound, and immediately after, a strange scene appeared on the earth again.

I saw a black-clothed man surrounded by blue light and wearing gold armor, with his hands folded and tightly clamping the sword. The tip of this sword was only three inches away from his forehead, and it had even split the last protective qi and reached his forehead.

But this three-inch distance, like a moat, can't be reached after all.

"What?"

The Great Sect Master's face suddenly changed greatly, and he said in a cruel voice: "I don't believe it, give me death!"

But no matter how hard he tried, the sword seemed to be embedded in steel, and there was no way to shake it.

'Smack!'

Seeing Zhang Yang's hands slanted, he actually broke the knife stiffly, as if he had broken the crystal, and his voice was extremely crisp.

Immediately after that, Zhang Yang clenched his hand into a fist and struck forward!

'Boom!'

The majestic and condensed fist gang came all over the world, and the sword was destroyed in an instant, and before the Great Sect Master of the Ghost Witch Sect could be shocked, his body exploded, turning into a cloud of blood mist, which dispersed with the wind.

With this punch that has been buffed by the True Martial Technique, it can easily knock down a seven-story building, even if it is the wolf god Mulles, who claims to be invincible in the flesh, he can only shrink into a ball and tremble.

But the Great Sect Master of the Ghost Witch Sect is just a land immortal, proficient in spells, but his physical body is very weak, even inferior to a martial arts master, so that when this punch hit, he failed to make the slightest resistance, and was directly wiped out, and even his divine soul was crushed together.

On the other side, Watanabe Sword Saint bypassed Lu Weilou in the air, drew his sword with both hands, and slashed at it in the air.

'Stuck Rub!'

There was a flash of lightning in the void.

The brilliant sword, spanning a radius of 100 meters, is like the Milky Way falling straight down for nine days, the monstrous clouds and mist are directly split in half, and the knife intent is like the cold north wind of Siberia, whistling.

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