Two completely different swords wielded their own style in the air, a golden sword was dazzling, and the sword rainbow was magnificent, making people dare not look directly at the noble and indescribable edge. The other sword, the sword body is bronze, it does not have the magnificent sword rainbow, but at this moment, it exudes a sharp sword momentum.

The two swords struck each other, sharp as lightning, bursting out of thousands of sparks, but the expressions of the two did not change, this is Taishan collapsed in front, and it will not move.

Therefore, in the exchange of this trick, both of them got nothing.

"Hmm!"

Suddenly, Nangong Jun's expression moved, and he noticed that a vague gaze of the white-haired young man quickly swept over his right side, and suddenly became fierce in that moment.

"Could it be that this person has found a flaw in my swordsmanship?" Nangong Jun's heart moved, because the gaze of the opponent in front of him was too imperceptible, so he couldn't help but be suspicious.

"Ding!"

The flames burst out, and this sound came without warning, but the golden sword in Nangong Jun's hand suddenly dimmed a little.

The two swords competed for glory, and Nangong Junjian had an anti-divine sword trick again, but the sudden sound made his heart shake, and his swordsmanship is still dominant, but this sudden change, could it be that the other party saw through his sword moves?

"How is that possible!" Nangong Jun was taken aback, but the golden sword in his hand did not weaken in the slightest.

Although he was surprised, although he was puzzled, Nangong Jun's sword path was still strange and unpredictable, stabbing left and suddenly turning into right, and splitting suddenly into an oblique slash, deducing the style of this sword scripture.

Although he was forced to dodge left and right by Nangong Jun's sword path, and the magic sword kept spinning back and forth, the white-haired young man was not as embarrassed as before.

At this time, the white-haired young man seemed to have gradually figured out Nangong Jun's sword path, and he had already calmly drawn out his sword: "The sword move of rebellion, although I can't predict its trajectory, but as long as my sword is fast and accurate enough, all its changes are equivalent to nothing, so what you rely on is just a sword that has nothing to show for itself, and I have seen your defeat." ”

"Hmph, can you rely on me? If you want to break my sword moves, it's a fool's dream. "Nangong Jun will not show weakness because of this, and his sword is even more fierce.

was despised, this is a portrayal of the heart of the future overlord of the northern plains, and it is also a kind of anger, since he was a child, no one has ever dared to despise him, even among the younger generation of the entire martial arts, no one will think that he is weak? However, today, the white-haired young man despises him so much, he will definitely make him pay the price.

Therefore, his sword changed more times, and the layers of sword shadows surrounded the white-haired youth, and the sword aura was like a waterfall, like a stormy wave, constantly slapping the consistent white-haired youth.

With a loud shout, as if to break the imminent certainty, the golden sword in Nangong Jun's hand suddenly accelerated, and the confused sword light advanced in three ways, straight and fast.

Zhang Kaifeng stepped a little, his body retreated, and at the same time, his left hand clenched into a fist, and a punch was smashed forward. With a fierce fist mark, he smashed the three strands of sword light, and when he took advantage of the situation to retreat, a peerless holy demon sword in his hand was put into the scabbard. Nangong Jun's eyes shrank, just because when the man put away the sword and returned it to the sheath, a demonic aura emanated from his body, and the extremely eye-catching white hair turned from white to black, which was extremely weird.

However, this is more than that, because the murderous nature in this person is even stronger, he can know what terrifying power will burst out when the unsheathed sword is unsheathed again, this is Nangong Jun's intuition, and he believes in this intuition very much. Intuition is also quite important in the battle of martial artists, so he makes the most appropriate judgment at the first time, and he interrupts the mysterious sense of the person in front of him, so his sword must be faster.

"Do you want to lure out the sword intent you hid in the scabbard?

The thought was instantaneous, and instinct had already led him to react early, and the expensive shoe directly stepped on a deep shoe print, and then an amazing explosion broke out in the place where Nangong Jun was, and the figure suddenly disappeared.

One sword is the fourth sword "Broken God" in the seven swords of the anti-god, Nangong Jun's sword is extremely fierce, the sword qi is pouring down like a torrential rain, and the mud and grass are flying, as if they have been ploughed by a plough and oxen many times.

However, in the face of such a surging sword qi, Zhang Kaifeng did not retreat again, only to see him lift his feet, step forward, and then start a sprint, but the long sword still had no intention of unsheathing.

"Do you want to get close, and then you want to kill with one blow?" Nangong Jun saw through it at a glance, and the sword and sword rainbow in his hand were even stronger, and there was almost no space, and it was difficult to move an inch.

The figure of speeding up did not decrease, but became faster and faster, Zhang Kaifeng's black hair fluttered at this moment, his eyes were full of killing intent, and all the holy demon primordial fetuses in his body were released, and the double-layer gang qi came out from the inside, resisting the sword rain in the sky. Step by step, like a brute dragon, unscrupulous.

The sword rain stirred up the sludge all over the sky, like a torrential rain hitting the banana leaves, although the outer layer of the Holy Demon Yuan Fetus was broken, it was still quickly compensated by the true qi, and in the blink of an eye, it had passed through most of the sword rain, and it was completely unaffected, and the speed of the sprint did not decrease.

Nangong Jun's eyes narrowed, and his heart shook, what kind of magic skill is this, it is so domineering.

Wanting to get closer, have you asked him about the rebel god in his hand? Nangong Jun's face was ugly, when did he face him and when did the martial arts master despise him so much. Could it be that he usually starts lightly, or the means are not good enough.

The repeated actions of the person in front of him were provoking him, his handsome face was distorted to a terrifying point, the golden sword was blazing, and the dense sword qi poured out like a furious outpour.

The rain of swords completely drowned out the figure that was rushing in the rain of swords.

As far as he could see, there was only sword qi, and Nangong Jun's figure could no longer be seen. Zhang Kaifeng, who was shuttling in the rain of swords, suddenly stopped, and the peerless holy demon sword in his hand was dragged by him, but at this time, his arm was full of tendons, and he used the sword as a stick, domineering, and the sword rain in front suddenly slashed out a sword.

In an instant, a wave of sword swords rushed out like a bucket of water.

Outside the sword qi, Nangong Jun's expression was solemn, under such a violent sword qi, it was difficult for anyone to be unscathed, so he was waiting for the figure to rush out and give a fatal blow.

"Wave!"

Suddenly, a sound sounded, like the burst of a bubble. Nangong Jun's eyes shrank, because a scene appeared in front of him, which was enough to shock him.

The sword rain was separated, to be precise, it was split by a sword, it was a majestic and incomparable sword gang, and the red sword gang was extremely dazzling. Being able to split his sword rain is enough to prove how domineering this sword gang is. The onlookers were even more shocked by the scene in front of them and did not close their jaws for a long time.

Although it was shocked, although it was shocking, Nangong Jun's movements were not slow, but he didn't have time to react, and he was hit by Jian Gang. The whole person flew out, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding. The horror in his eyes was revealed for the first time, and he couldn't believe it.

But almost at the same time, the corners of Nangong Jun's eyes jumped, and the figure had already walked out of the path that had been opened up, and slammed into him fiercely.

I saw Nangong Jun step down a little, turn over and get up, the return move was fast, the sword path was changing, and a strange long sword suddenly appeared, stabbing at the white-haired young man who rushed through the sword rain, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the chest of the person who came.

The sharp golden sword shines brightly, making the sword path even more treacherous.

But seeing that the white-haired young man did not dodge or dodge, he slashed with a sword that was extremely simple, and before the strength of the majestic sword arrived, it was already suppressing the surrounding airflow and making a whining roar, which made people shocked.

This is a last-mover sword, the devil is completely released, this is a sword that is above human nature, not only crazy, but also makes Zhang Kaifeng's five senses to the extreme, so he has taken the lead in the sword, steady ~ accurate ~ ruthless The three words perfectly interpret the terrible magic sword.

The formidable peerless holy demon sword was shrouded in incomparable demonic power, Nangong Jun's eyes shrank, if he exchanged a sword, he would inevitably suffer, his arm sank, the sword momentum changed, and the golden sword was attached to the sword body of the peerless holy demon sword that was rushing forward, wanting to change its trajectory while also severely injuring the other party.

But he still underestimated the power of Zhang Kaifeng's sword, the sword aura of the restrained magic sword, at this time, the unrivaled power is extremely abundant. At the moment when the two swords clashed, Nangong Jun should also pay the price.

The approaching peerless holy demon sword directly shook Nangong Jun's golden sword open, and the blade of the sword turned, directly shattering Nangong Jun's body protection qi with brute strength.

Nangong Jun's face turned pale, and the blood rushing to his throat from his internal organs could not be stopped, and a mouthful of blood spurted out in an instant. Qi and blood churned like a sea, and in an instant, there was a great chaos, and his footsteps staggered back, and he swung his sword to block again, so that he could avoid the domineering slash.

"Young master!" Nangong Jun's servant's face changed dramatically and exclaimed.

The rest of the people watching the battle also changed color, and one of them was surprised: "In today's martial arts, there are only a few people who are called Venerable with swordsmanship, and this person is full of demonic energy. Obviously, he is a person in the Demon Dao, and it is even more impossible for the people in the Demon Dao who cultivate the sword path to overpower the rising stars of Brother Nangong, who is this person?"

"Could it be the Heavenly Demon of the Heavenly Demon Sect?" someone said.

"Impossible, the Heavenly Demon is famous for his palm martial arts, it can't be him. Someone retorted.

"And who is he?"

Just as these people were exclaiming, after Zhang Kaifeng swung the peerless holy demon sword that fell to the ground and blasted out of a big crater, the tip of the sword swooped out, and a big stone was slapped away by him, blasting towards Nangong Jun.

The boulder seems to be with wind and thunder, this power alone makes people frightened, Nangong Jun didn't even have a chance to breathe, it was to usher in this rough big stone, how dare he be careless, forcefully lift, and outline the mysterious trajectory with one hand, instead of breaking the boulder, he chose to take the boulder. The boulder fell into his palm, and the whole person kept retreating.

"Do you want to remove the huge power from the boulder, with my consent?" Mourins shouted, Zhang Kaifeng's figure had already swept over, his left hand turned into a palm, and he slapped towards the boulder.

Gather the power of the master's palm to hit the boulder, if the boulder has divine help, the power is multiplied, and the power of the impact skyrockets, like a meteorite outside the sky, unstoppable. Nangong Jun was unspeakably miserable, and the huge force continued to impact, causing the breath in his body to never be calmed, stirring in his body, and the pain was like being constantly beaten by a hammer. The other party's growing internal force really shook him.

"Young master!" Nangong Jun's servant was anxious, clenching his fists, but he didn't dare to rush to help. On the one hand, he rashly joined the battle, which would cause variables, and on the other hand, Nangong Jun was arrogant, if he didn't have his instructions, he would only anger Nangong Jun, and he didn't dare to gamble on the consequences.

"Open!"

With a long roar, piercing through the air and breaking through the clouds, Nangong Jun pressed the palm of his hand on the boulder and twisted, he didn't want to be consumed to death by the other party's huge force, which was extremely unfavorable to him.

The powerful power gushed out, and the boulder was finally a stone, unable to block the impact of the two internal forces, and it shattered in an instant. The rocks were splashed, and the surrounding dirt was cut deep one by one.

"If you don't want to be beaten to death, then you can be slapped by me. "How could Zhang Kaifeng not know Nangong Jun's thoughts, in the face of the splash of rocks comparable to bullets, he did not retreat or avoid. A big pit was stepped on under his feet, his speed skyrocketed, and he slapped forward with a majestic palm.

"Peng!"

"Poof!"

Nangong Junru was struck by lightning, and the palm of his hand was already pressed on his chest, and he didn't even have time to stimulate the protective body qi to take this palm. The extremely thick palm power was all poured into his body, and the original tumbling aura was even worse, and this moment was uncontrollable, like a headless fly crashing around.

"Wow!"

Nangong Jun left his feet off the ground, opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face was as pale as paper.

"The devil is the first!" Nangong Jun's servant was startled, and he couldn't care about anything, and rushed towards the young man.

"Shoot, if Nangong Jun dies, we will not be able to escape. The group of people watching the battle finally changed color, and in the blink of an eye, they had pounced.

"Huh! Zhang Kaifeng had already rushed over and stepped on Nangong Jun's chest with one foot, directly stepping on his accumulated breath.

Almost at the same time, facing the surging of all kinds of fists, palms, and swords. Zhang Kaifeng stood still, his heavy breath gathered, his sword intent was surging, and the majestic sword qi rose on the sword again.

A sword swept towards dozens of people rushing towards it, and the momentum was furious.

"Be careful!" These people's faces changed, they didn't dare to take such a terrifying sword qi as easily as Nangong Jun. The offensive changed in an instant, but they did not retreat, but everyone used their full strength and blasted forward with full strength.

Because they all saw that the person was covered in blood mist, which was the price when the internal breath and internal force were out of tune when the sword was forcibly released, so as long as they survived, they would have a chance to save Nangong Jun, and it was more likely to kill this person.

"Peng!"

The waves of qi were churning, and these dozens of people joined forces to strike a blow that actually shattered that sword qi in an instant. These people looked strange and couldn't say why. But it was so easy to shatter the opponent's sword qi that showed that when this person fought with Nangong Jun, although he was victorious. However, it is not without a price, as soon as I think of this, my heart is overjoyed, and I am lucky again.

"Hmph! Zhang Kaifeng snorted coldly, although he naturally suffered a lot of minor injuries in order to force his luck in order to make a sword, how could he not guard against those who were watching the battle.

When the waist is twisted, like a tightened bowstring, at the moment of facing the enemy, it will be a fierce burst out. At the moment of turning around, the long sword in his hand shot out, and the sword shadow of the Dao Dao was like a wave, one wave higher than the other, and one sword faster than the other.

In one go, the sword qi is tens of thousands of pounds.