The wooden sword man is also imposing, the whole person is like a heavenly sword, exuding an incomparably powerful sword aura, the whole body is shrouded in golden light, the Dao Yuan Qi is swirling around him, and the whole person seems to have really turned into a heavenly sword.

In the face of Ouyang Wang's violent blow, the wooden sword in the hand of the wooden sword daoist burst out with brilliant golden rays, like a shocking rainbow, penetrating through the void within a radius of more than ten zhang, and the brilliant light was pervasive, and the vicinity was completely submerged by the dazzling light.

The breath of destruction swells on the surface of the lake, ignoring everything and destroying everything.

The fog on the surface of the lake was immediately swept away by the vast energy, revealing a thrilling scene, two seemingly insignificant golden and white lights and shadows clashing fiercely on the surface of the lake. Their body moves, in addition to the innate level masters, even the grandmaster masters have no * * clearly.

In the terrifying energy light, you can vaguely see the golden and white two-color gods like a match training constantly impacting, rushing wildly, and the terrifying aura of destruction that erupts continues to ripple across this lake.

The entire Taihu Lake seemed to tremble, the area where the two powerhouses fought was filled with the aftermath of incomparably powerful energy, and the two people in the field were moving like lightning in the brilliant light, leaving afterimages in the dazzling light, they were fighting each other quickly, constantly colliding.

All kinds of subtle kills are endless, and their speed has surpassed the visual reaction of humans, this is a shocking battle between the strong!

Terrifying energy is vast in all directions!

The skills of the two people have been exerted to the limit, and their bodies are shining with dazzling light, as if the divine fire is burning, because the speed is too fast, their movement trajectory in the field is like a lightning dance.

"Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect!" suddenly came out of the field, and the sound shook for dozens of miles, and it could be heard clearly even in Wuxi City.

At the same time, all the swords in Wuxi City suddenly trembled, and all the warriors were shocked. Not sure what happened.

It seems that there is a force in the underworld, pulling countless "swords" to make them fly away.

The sword, the holy product of the ancients, is the supreme and noble, and it is the ancestor of the short soldiers. Because of its lightness, wear, and swiftness, the princes and emperors of the past dynasties, the scribes and knights, and the merchants and commoners are all proud of their perseverance.

Sword and art, since ancient times, often crisscross the battlefield, dominate the martial arts, stand up for the country, and do benevolence and righteousness, so it has been passed down to this day and is still loved by the world.

To this day, in the ancient martial arts world, there are few people who use swords. In the city of Wuxi, almost all the masters of the major forces in the south have gathered. Among them, there are many kendo masters.

Almost all the masters who had already entered the hall on the way to the sword felt where the power that shook the ten thousand swords came from.

So, in this early morning, all the kendo masters in Wuxi City coincidentally went in the direction of Taihu Lake.

The closer they got to Taihu, the swords in their hands trembled even more. It seems that in the direction of Taihu Lake, something is summoning the sword in the hand of the warrior.

However, when the masters in the city rushed to the edge of Taihu Lake, above Taihu Lake, the wind was light and calm, and all abnormal movements suddenly disappeared.

Countless trembling swords calmed down in an instant. The sword aura that the kendo master faintly felt that made people's hearts palpitate disappeared.

Above Taihu Lake, nothing seems to have happened. At this time, the sun was rising, and the sun dispelled the white mist on the lake.

The sharp-eyed warrior seemed to see some white lumpy objects floating on the surface of the lake, gradually floating towards the shore.

"What's that?"

Gradually, more and more people are noticing the white or translucent things that float on the water.

"It seems a bit like ice. ”

"No, how can there be ice in Taihu Lake this season?"

"yes!"

There was a lot of talking.

A warrior suddenly jumped into the lake and swam towards the lumps.

"It's really ice. The warrior soon exclaimed in the lake.

When the warriors on the shore heard this, they were all dumbfounded. Unbelievable, where did all these ice cubes come from?

Vaguely, the warriors by the Taihu Lake seemed to see a yacht disappear between the sky and water. Just as everyone was looking at the lake, no one noticed that a tall white-haired old man stopped a taxi and headed towards Wuxi City.

On the yacht, an old man in a green robe stood in the wind.

"Senior, how did this battle end?" At this time, an old man who was shrouded in a sinister aura walked out of the cabin.

This old man has white hair, and the murderous aura that cannot be hidden on his body spreads, and no one should approach. A person who can have this kind of murderous spirit is definitely the kind of murderer who kills like hemp.

Although the old man was murderous, he was very respectful to the old man in the green robe.

"Tie!" said the old man in the green robe indifferently. The face is as calm as a mirror, and the water is not rippling.

"That'...... Has Ouyang Wang retreated?" the old man asked cautiously.

The old man in the green robe suddenly looked up at the sky, pondered for a long time, and didn't know what he was thinking, and then said: "If I win, he will retreat, but ...... I can't beat him, and he can't beat me, that's hard to say. ”

It turned out that this old man in the green robe was the Mu Kendao man, and the white-haired old man with a murderous aura was Yan Beifei. Yan Beifei was a killer before, and he had such a strong murderous aura on his body.

How could Yan Beifei not understand the meaning of the words of the Wood Sword Daoist? If the Wood Sword Daoist defeated Ouyang Wang, then Ouyang Wang would definitely obediently retreat to the north and dare not meddle in the affairs of the Southern Ancient Martial Arts Realm again.

What is worrying is that the Wood Kendo people and Ouyang Wang are tied, so Ouyang Wang will not have any scruples about the Wood Kendo people.

The ancient martial arts world is a place where heroes are judged by strength. As long as your strength is strong enough, others will respect you, fear you, and even slap you. But if you're just a warrior who doesn't make it into the stream, who will pay attention to you?

The ancient martial arts world is a cruel and realistic place. If a martial artist does not realize this, it will be difficult to gain a foothold in the ancient martial arts world.

"Then isn't the young master of my family more auspicious tonight?" Yan Beifei said worriedly.

There was still no expression on the face of the wooden kendo man, he was like a master of the world who did not eat the fireworks of the world, and the things of the world seemed to have lost his attention.

"It's not easy to kill a congenital-level powerhouse, besides, Nangong Xiaoyou and I hit it off at first sight, so he went to the appointment. The wooden kendo man said lightly.

In this way, the younger generation will thank the seniors. Yan Beifei's face immediately turned happy when he heard this. When the wooden kendo man said this, it meant that he would definitely not sit idly by.

The yacht sailed towards the dock in the distance, Yan Beifei looked at the clouds in the sky that were red by the sun, and he was already confident in his heart.