What is the peak of internal strength, what martial arts senior, what half-step grandmaster, under Lu Zhuo's shadowless divine sword, it is like a papier-mâché, and it is vulnerable.

"It's terrifying, a martial artist who killed a half-step grandmaster with a single sword, is this young man a kendo grandmaster?"

Someone exclaimed.

"But he just used a spell!" someone questioned.

"Double cultivation of law and martial arts! Double cultivation of law and martial arts!" Ao Cang's face changed greatly.

As soon as he said this, everyone was stunned, and then they were all shocked.

The dual cultivation of law and martial arts refers to the fact that a person can practice martial arts and magic at the same time.

But just one of the martial artists' external strength, internal strength, grandmaster, Fa cultivation's initiation, real people, these time and energy can stump countless people, the dual cultivation of law and martial arts only exists in legends, and at the same time, cultivating even genius-like characters will take more than ten times more energy and time, and success is not guaranteed.

This group of people can't break through just one peak of internal strength, let alone break through two at the same time and enter the realm of grandmasters and real people.

"According to ancient legends, only those who haven't seen Tianzhuying for thousands of years can practice Fa Wu together, could it be that the young man is such a person?" someone wondered.

Not in 10,000 years.

This time period is too far away relative to modern society.

"It can't be!"

Jian Qi's pupils suddenly constricted, revealing an extremely solemn and jealous look, and roared angrily in his heart.

He considered himself the first person of the second generation of the Hanging Sword Sect and the person who would take over the banner of the ancestor of the Hanging Sword Sect in the future.

And the appearance of the young man in front of him who was more than ten years younger than him not only could pinch out the spell with his hands, but also had a sword intent in his hand with a sword qi.

How could he stand this proud man.

"You must die today!"

Jian Qi stepped forward and said coldly.

"Drink!"

The disciples of the Hanging Sword Sect who were guarding the exits everywhere also shouted in unison.

Jian Qi also pierced a peak martial artist with internal strength who wanted to escape with one sword.

"Go up again, or I'll kill you!"

Jian Qi shook the blade of the sword, and there was no bloodstain, and the peak martial artist of internal strength who was killed by the sneak attack fell to the ground unwillingly.

The remaining martial artists with peak internal strength had no choice but to step forward.

Ao Cang's old slippery head is still half a position behind.

Lu Zhuo didn't make another move this time, just drank heavily.

"I'll let you guys go along!"

The sound is like a bell, shocking.

The old men who were at the peak of their internal strength were all impressed, and they all stopped, and the courage they had just mustered was broken by Lu Zhuo's loud shout.

"Rubbish!"

Jian Qi was annoyed and angry, so he could only do it himself.

"Boy, if you can let me make a move, it's enough for you to be proud, now I'll give you a chance, as long as you join my Hanging Sword Sect, I will keep you from dying. Jian Qi said coldly.

He thought to himself that as long as he entered the Hanging Sword Sect, this kid would not be at his own kneading.

Fan Tianjun on the side stopped doing it, and hurriedly stepped forward and said:

"Master, no, this kid must die!"

Jian Qi didn't slap again this time, but kicked Fan Tianjun away.

There was a crackling sound, and Fan Tianjun's bones didn't know how many were broken.

"Your turn to speak here?"

Many people recognized who Fan Tianjun was, and they were shocked, it seemed that Jian Qi didn't take their lives seriously at all.

Jian Qi just wanted to solve this trouble as soon as possible, and then go to the senior who had refined the sword pill.

As for the sword intent that he had just discovered from Lu Zhuo's sword aura, he only thought it was an illusion.

It's hard to believe, after all.

None of the seventy or eighty-year-old old swordsmen in the Hanging Sword Sect could comprehend the sword intent, how could he be a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, according to Jian Qi's guess, that senior was at least gray-haired.

Lu Zhuo frowned, but said, "You talk a lot of nonsense, if you want to fight, you will fight." ”

"Boy arrogance!"

A few people from the Hanging Sword Sect couldn't see Lu Zhuo being so crazy, and rushed forward with their swords.

"Slash!"

Facing the comer, Lu Zhuo just snorted softly, and the Shadowless Divine Sword was cut out again.

"Poof!"

Five or six people from the Hanging Sword Sect who stepped forward were cut into four pieces by Lu Zhuo with a sword.

The corpse fell limply from the sky.

"Yes, exactly. ”

Lu Zhuo chuckled.

There were many ordinary mortal tycoons and a large number of martial artists present, and Lu Zhuo was on the side of the Heavenly Master's Mansion at the moment, representing the military, and he didn't want to leave people with a murderous view.

It's just that this idea looks a little difficult from the frightened gazes of the crowd in the audience.

"Lu Zhuo, you actually dare to make a move on my Hanging Sword Sect!"

Jian Qi's eyes were red, and in this flick of his fingers, the warriors of the Hanging Sword Sect who couldn't bear the humiliation and stepped forward to attack Lu Zhuo were all wiped out, and they were touched by that sword qi, and even the flesh of the martial artists was like tofu.

But how could Jian Qi be afraid?

He sacrificed the autumn water, and the left hand of Zhenyuan was wiped on the sword body, and the sword pointed at Lu Zhuo, and a proud momentum swept the audience.

The protective qi around Jian Qi's body was boiling, visible to the naked eye.

He bit his tongue and spit out a mouthful of essence blood into the autumn water, and with a light tap of his toes, Jian Qi rushed towards Lu Zhuo with his sword.

"This Jian Qi used a sword of essence blood, this kind of momentum, I'm afraid Jian Qi has already stepped into the realm of the grandmaster. ”

Many warriors gasped.

Jian Qi's original cultivation was not weak, although he had just stepped into the realm of a martial arts master, but with a superb magic weapon like Qiushui, it was like a divine help.

This sword has shouted all of Jian Qi's understanding of the way of the sword and even used the natal essence blood, even if he has been in the Tongming Sect for a long time, Jian Qi has the confidence to fight, if this does not work out, I am afraid that he can only retreat.

"Slash!"

Facing Sword Seven who came with a sword to break through the air, Lu Zhuo just let out a soft shout, and the Shadowless Divine Sword was cut out again.

"Bang!"

Click!

The shadowless sword qi collided with the autumn water, and there was a sound of gold and iron, and in just a moment, the autumn water shattered.

The superb magic weapon shattered in an instant.

Jian Qi sensed that something was wrong, and leaned back in time, but he was still shaved off a strand of long hair.

"This man is too strong. ”

Many warriors were shocked, and even Ao Cang's legs trembled.

"How could it be that I refined an invincible magic weapon!"

Grandmaster Yuntian also looked incredulous.

It was a martial arts master who used the full strength of his essence blood to strike, even other martial arts masters did not dare to resist Lu Zhuo, but he just randomly drew a sword and broke it.

He even destroyed a superb magic weapon.

The long sword qi spat out a mouthful of blood.

He gritted his teeth and stretched out his hand to the sky, as if this piece of heaven and earth was in that palm, Jian Qi said in a cold voice:

"Your fellow disciples of the Hanging Sword Sect borrow swords and use them!"

"Here comes the sword!"

The white-shirted swordsmen who were guarding Yong and the exits threw out their matching swords together, and shouted in unison:

"Senior brother takes the sword!"

Lu Zhuo chuckled, and the divine sword slashed away.

"Slash!"

The rain of swords in the sky was all cut off.

Clanging and falling to the ground.

The scene was shocking.

At this moment, Lu Zhuo didn't even use other spells, stepped on the flying thunder, and instantly arrived in front of the stunned Jian Qi.

With only his strong body, he slapped Jian Qi's stunned face, and said disdainfully:

"Just because you are worthy of shouting a sword?"