"Great Knife Technique! Capture the Dragon Slash!"

When these words poured out like thunder, the entire Yanling Knife began to vibrate violently, bursting out with unprecedented brilliance, almost competing with the Golden Crow in the Nine Heavens!

"This is the strongest sword in my life, and I have never really used it, Grandmaster Zhang, this is your own fault!" President Hongmen was shrouded in endless swords, holding the knife in both hands, and laughing heartily:

"Hongmen's hundred-year-old foundation, if it is gone, it will be gone, as long as I put an end to your current myth, I will be a new myth!"

His laughter was quickly drowned out by the rolling sword, and he saw that the sword of the Yanling knife was in full bloom, as if even the chairman of the Hongmen had merged with the sword.

'Boom!'

The Yanling knife went straight up to the Nine Heavens, pulled out in the void, forming a mighty sword, up to a hundred meters away, towering from the ground to the sky, extremely condensed, as if it was a crystal Tang knife between heaven and earth.

The ocean of vitality on the entire island is boiling, the sea breeze is howling on all sides, the waves are sweeping the sand, and all the vitality seems to be cheering.

The area of Hongdao is not large, and there are no mountains, after the formation of this sword, it lies in the middle of the island, and can be seen clearly from almost every corner of the island.

“... This is the legendary dragon slash! Our president, the strongest mystery!"

The Hongmen disciples who watched from all corners were all overjoyed, and this extremely brilliant sword seemed to be a symbol of victory in their eyes.

President Hongmen, who ranked seventh on the dark list, gave up everything at this time, and the sword condensed with his lifelong cultivation was enough to tear apart all the enemies in the world!

In the face of this majestic sword, the diameter of 100 meters is almost 50 times that of Zhang Yang's height! Zhang Yang stood under the sword, as humble as an ant, giving people a deep sense of powerlessness.

But his eyes were indifferent, and there was a cold indifference in his pupils, as if the strongest dragon snatching sword qi on the surface of the earth was unbearable in front of him.

"Capture the dragon and slash the ?... Is it really as the name says, can you catch the dragon?"

Zhang Yang shook his head and chuckled, his sword stood upright, and his body floated with the wind, and soon reached a height that matched the dragon snatching sword qi. His eyes widened, and his pupils reflected a majestic sword aura as bright as crystal, exuding boundless majesty around his body, looking down on the world, and proud of the common people!

"Ten Thousand Swords... Return!"

Zhang Yang held the sword in both hands and silently recited the magic formula, and saw a cloud of white energy emerging from his body, surrounding him, lining him like the Nine Heavens Star Monarch.

This is not an ordinary true element, but a sword strength unique to sword cultivation, and then it spreads in all directions, and all the sword light around it flies up like a storm.

Flying all over the sky, the sword is like a net, unmatched, and it is a spectacle!

The next moment, the sword momentum in the sky, with the courage to look at the world, rushed towards the dragon snatching sword qi, but the difference in power between the two sides was too big. The dragon snatching sword qi is all over the world, with a diameter of 100 meters, and the sword momentum around Zhang Yang's body only covers a radius of more than ten meters, how stark is the contrast?

In everyone's eyes, Zhang Yang's behavior is tantamount to a moth to a fire.

The sword strength and the sword finally collided in the void.

'Boom Boom!'

Endless cyclones spread out, and the void shook, like thunder in the clear sky, and the sound shook for hundreds of miles, instantly covering every inch of the island. Even Japanese fishermen far off the coast of Kyushu Island could clearly hear the terrifying sound of hundreds of missiles exploding.

......

The whole island was almost full of cheers, only on the empty dock, a touch of white clothes stood in the wind, and the pretty face gradually turned white.

"Lord Zhang..."

For some reason, after seeing the brilliant sword in the distance, Hanyu Yuzuru's heart beat wildly, as if Zhang Yang had encountered some danger.

Out of unbearable concern, she resolutely abandoned her duty, and rushed forward with a long sword in her hand.

'Flutter Flutter'

After all, he is a martial artist, and his body is far beyond ordinary people, and the dock is less than five kilometers away from the square, and it only took Hanyu Yuzuru three minutes to rush over.

At this time, the aftermath of the collision of the two true forces has gradually dissipated. The whole square no longer exists, and there is only a huge pit with a diameter of three or four hundred meters in the clearing, as if it is a mine that has been baptized by bombs, which has been smashed out by the sword of the dragon.

Even the surrounding flowers and trees have been uprooted, and there are almost no living creatures within a kilometer.

"Did the president win?"

Someone crawled out of safety, his voice trembling.

"Of course I won!"

Those warriors were overjoyed, they were all Hongmen's disciples, and of course they were on the side of their own president.

"I'm afraid you can't see it, right? The president looks so old, but in fact he is deeply hidden, and the six giants combined, in fact, are not his opponents alone. ”

"Yes, I also heard Master Zhang Qinghuan say that the president is the world's top powerhouse, and the CIA has ranked seventh, that is to say, there are only six people in this world who can compare with him. And Mr. Zhang is only ranked ninth, which is really far behind. ”

"That's right, after all, it's me who wins!"

More and more Hongmen disciples came out to talk to each other, and they were eager to clap their hands and applaud.

Only Hanyu Yuzuru's face darkened, and even his heart trembled. Now, the fate of her and Zhang Yang is almost tied together, one is prosperous, one is lost, if Zhang Yang is really defeated by Hongmen, the last hope of the Hanyu family will also be shattered.

“... Lord Zhang..."

Hanyu Yuzuru's nose was sour, and he couldn't help but cry in his eyes, and suddenly, when he saw the Hongmen disciples around him, all his faces changed greatly.

She hurriedly turned around, and saw that the wind and smoke in the square were gradually drifting, and there was a person standing there leisurely with his hands behind his back.

The man was long dressed and black-haired, his eyes were shining with stars, and his spirit was extraordinary, like a fairy in the dust.

It's Zhang Yang!

"Is it him?!"

Everyone looked at this young man standing in the wind with shocked eyes.

Obviously, it was the president of Hongmen who used all his strength, and even the unworldly mastery of capturing the dragon was used, and the winner should be Hongmen, how could it be him?!

But Zhang Yang didn't pay any attention to these bystanders, but looked at the depths of the wind and sand fixedly, his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Ahem!"

A few breathless coughs floated out of the wind and smoke, and then a figure appeared, slumped in a ruin, the Yanling knife in his hand was also broken, and he was covered in blood.

This Hongmen president, who had once recovered his peak, has now become a dying old man, both physically and spiritually, extremely weak, as if he would die at any time.

With every cough, a puddle of blood came out, but he spoke with great difficulty:

"Y-Who are you? ahem... A martial arts master who is less than thirty years old, this is absolutely impossible. ”

As he was talking, he smiled miserably and said: "Grandmaster Zhang, you, you are actually a certain hundreds of years old monster pretending to be a few hundred years old, right? The road to martial arts is so difficult, even if you become a dragon at the age of thirty, you are the dragon among people, not to mention the grandmaster, in the hidden rivers and lakes of the past dynasties, even if you are the top martial arts genius, you can only enter the realm of the grandmaster after the age of seventy, and your information shows that you are only twenty-four and a half years old this year, and you are a three-year-old child in the world, for you to play?"

In this regard, Zhang Yang frowned and did not make any response.

Since he became famous all over the world, the realm of martial arts has been rising, which has shocked the world again and again, but it is the first time that President Xiang Hongmen directly doubts his true identity.

It's like someone suddenly asks you, are you really you? It's a very profound question, involving philosophy and idealism, and there is no way to respond to it. Even if you try to explain, others don't necessarily believe it.

"Hahaha, in my humble opinion, in fact, Grandmaster Zhang's true identity should be some ancient immortal, bored and turned into a mortal, to play the world. Chairman Hongmen laughed miserably, "Otherwise, there is no way to explain it, a twenty-four-year-old martial arts master is simply terrifying." ”

“... Your brain hole is big enough, it's a pity not to write. Zhang Yang shook his head and chuckled, and said lightly:

"I am who I am, not some great immortal, not some monster. ”

"Isn't it? Could it be that I'm thinking too much?"

Chairman Hongmen frowned, his eyes were full of suspicion, but when he saw Zhang Yang's gaze, it was deep and distant, indifferent and rebellious, and in the face of him, a dying man, it seemed that there was no need to lie at all.

Thinking of this, he fell into a deep groan again, and suddenly his face changed, and he exclaimed:

"I know, Sect Master Zhang is actually from the Immortal Gate. ”

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