"It's rare to see two masters of epiphany artistic conception collide in a hundred years!"

"It seems that the rivers and lakes are going to set off a bloody storm in the future!"

"One punch and one sword, who can be stronger?"

"The old man can see such a grand occasion in his lifetime and die without regrets!"

"Look, that water dragon is actually icing!"

Someone in the crowd exclaimed.

Immediately, everyone's attention was once again attracted to the swirling water dragon above Beishan Ming's head.

It was completely formed by the clear water in the Eagle Sorrow Stream, and the water dragon was actually freezing rapidly.

"Today, I will take your Jiang Han's life to lay my future realm, Martial Saint, Martial God Road!"

Beishan Ming stood in place with his hands behind his back, staring at Jiang Han and said domineeringly.

The long-haired girl in the distance looked at Beishan Ming with incomparable heat and admiration in her eyes.

This is her Gu Ling'er fiancé!

A person who became a congenital late generation of Tianjiao before the age of thirty!

An invincible powerhouse who had an epiphany before the age of thirty!

At the scene, these martial arts cultivators who came from all over the world were all excited.

A large number of these people are cultivating hard to become innate beings.

But now Jiang Han and Beishan Ming have brought them an incomparable shock.

Some people can't help but sigh in their hearts that background is really important.

The results of their so-called hard work and hard work.

Some people are born with what they have worked so hard to get.

"I really didn't expect that the son of Jiang Jianhuang would be so outstanding back then, it was really unexpected!"

Just when everyone was waiting intently for Jiang Han and Beishan Ming to collide.

A man's voice with sarcasm and exclamation came from the air not far away.

The people present, along with Jiang Han and Beishan Ming, all looked at each other with a voice.

But he saw it in the distance above the Eagle Sorrowful Stream.

A middle-aged man in a cyan robe strolled into the air.

See this person.

Jiang Han and Beishan Ming couldn't help frowning.

Because the other party can volley the void, at first glance, he is a master of the virtual realm.

Didn't Huangpu Qing go to the Boundary Sea to sit in the Ancient Martial Realm?

Jiang Han couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart!

If there is a powerhouse in the Void Realm who targets himself, then it will really fuck up!

"The Killing Saint Hall Master actually came here in person, did he want to take the opportunity to kill Jiang Jianhuang's son?"

A white figure flashed in the sky.

The old man in the white shirt appeared in front of the man.

Facing the white-shirted old man, the corners of the man's eyes couldn't help but beat violently a few times.

"The senior said that I just came to take this little girl, because my junior sister had promised to accept her as an apprentice and enter the Five Holy Mountains. ”

Obviously.

The middle-aged man was very jealous of the old man in the white shirt.

Immediately, he explained without smiling.

When the old man in the white shirt heard this, he was very unceremonious, and snorted coldly.

"This old girl likes her very much, and he already plans to accept her as a closed disciple, and he won't join your Five Holy Mountains!"

The man's face couldn't help but change color.

An aura was released from the body.

"What, why do you want to do it with the old man too?"

The old man in the white shirt raised his eyebrows.

The words were filled with a hint of threatening intent.

Protected by the old man in a white shirt, he pursed his lips and didn't dare to speak.

She had already decided not to worship the Five Holy Mountains.

"Since the seniors have taken a fancy to this girl, the juniors naturally have nothing to say!"

A flash of anger flashed in the man's eyes.

But in the end, he still didn't have the courage to fight with the old man in white shirts.

Politely dropped a word, then turned around and volleyed towards the opposite mountain wall.

"You two go on!"

Seeing this, the old man in the white shirt retracted his gaze and said to Jiang Han and Beishan Ming.

With a flicker of Xiangxiang, he returned to his original position.

That's when everyone came to their senses.

This white-shirted old man is actually an unfathomable powerhouse beyond the innate nature.

Almost instantaneously, the crowd fell silent.

Even the current hall master of the Holy Church was forced to retreat by the old man.

If a martial artist of their level made this old man feel unhappy in words.

Isn't that the end of a wave of a hand?

Jiang Han breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

As long as there is no Void Realm powerhouse targeting him.

No matter who you are on the same level, you have absolute confidence to win the battle!

Kitayama Akira's face returned to normal.

With a thought, the water dragon in the air completely turned into a cold ice dragon.

"I hope you can save your life with my blow!"

"I don't know where your faith comes from!"

Jiang Han sneered.

Raise your hand.

The sound of swords in the sky kept coming.

At this moment, the five-colored points of light that converged from all directions have condensed into a five-colored ball of light.

It reverberated continuously with the sound of a sword.

The five-color ball of light was twisted to form a five-color lightsaber!

"Kill!"

Kitayama Ming's right fist suddenly blasted out towards Jiang Han on the opposite side!

With this punch blasted out.

The nearly twenty-meter-long white ice dragon in the sky roared silently and hit the river cold below.

Jiang Han's face remained unchanged and stood in place.

A right hand void move!

The five-colored lightsaber appeared in his hand.

The next moment.

A five-colored sword light rose into the air, silently slashing at the hideous ice dragon!

Everyone below feels like their heartbeats are missing half a beat at this moment!

Two attacks condensed by artistic conception collided together!

Under this collision.

There was no such horrific scene as the people below imagined.

The moment the five-colored sword light and the more than ten meters long ice dragon collided together.

Actually, they cancel each other out so silently.

Just when a look of disappointment appeared in everyone's hearts.

Centered on the collision of the two.

Suddenly there was a roar like thunder in space.

At the center of the explosion.

A ring of transparent air spreads out.

The calm water surface below the Eagle Sorrow Stream was silently divided by this invisible aura from the middle of a ravine more than ten meters deep.

Wait for the air ring to dissipate silently.

The sound of roaring waves came from below the Eagle Stream.

"Come again!"

Kitayama Ming's face remained unchanged and he threw a punch at Jiang Han again.

Jiang Han also swung the five-color lightsaber in his hand and slashed down!

This time, Beishan Ming did not condense the clear water in the Eagle Sorrow Stream.

It's after a punch comes out.

A huge transparent fist appeared in the space in front of him!

This transparent fist is three meters in diameter!

With a touch of great power, he crushed Jiang Han on the opposite side.

And the five-color light sword in Jiang Han's hand also cut out an invisible and transparent three-meter long sword!

A group of warriors outside the platform didn't dare to breathe.

In this kind of level of fighting, they don't even have the qualifications to speak and evaluate!

The old man in the white shirt looked as calm as water.

Just glanced at the man in the green shirt standing on the opposite mountain wall from time to time.

Bang!

A dull pop came from the platform.

With a bang, it appeared in everyone's ears.

On the platform, the figures of Jiang Han and the others actually disappeared from everyone's sight!

"What about people?"

A man in the crowd said in surprise.

"In heaven!"

The words belonging to the old man in white shirt came into the ears of everyone present.

Everyone looked up at the sky above.

But I saw two figures, one white and one black, constantly flickering and colliding in the air for more than ten meters.

The sword qi and fists are intertwined with each other.

Gravel cut through the surrounding stone walls flew all over the sky.

Everyone took refuge in the clearing.

"How can they stay in the air for a long time?"

"This is something that only the powerhouses of the Void Realm can do!"

"Could it be that both of them have gone into limbo?"

"Don't guess, the reason why the two of them can stay in the air is because they use their artistic conception to control the aura around them!"

The old man in the white shirt interrupted everyone's speculation with his words.

I heard that the two of them relied on their artistic conception to allow themselves to stay in the air.

A group of talents have put their minds at ease.

If Jiang Han and Beishan Ming really entered the virtual realm.

Then these people are still cultivating a fart!

Just find a crooked neck tree and hang yourself directly.

Bang bang bang!

Several dull roars rang out in the air.

Two figures flashed on the platform.

All eyes looked at it.

I saw that the clothes on the two of them were all in tatters.

Especially Beishan Ming's black robe on his chest actually left an oblique blood mark.

Traces of blood had already stained the placket of his chest.

On the other hand, Jiang Han didn't suffer any injuries except for the broken white robe around him!

"Do you still need to fight?"

Jiang Han exhaled a deep breath of turbid air and looked at Bei Shan Ming opposite.

Just now, the two have exchanged thirty moves in a short period of time.

Winners and losers are already known.

If it weren't for Jiang Han's mercy.

With that sword, he directly cut Kitayama Ming in half.

Rather than just leaving a scar, that name is simple.

"You have an epiphany about the second realm?"

Kitayama Ming calmed down the anger in his heart.

He stared at Jiang with unwillingness in his eyes and asked in a gloomy voice.

"That's right, I've reached the second realm!"

Jiang Han glanced at his messy and broken white robe.

I smiled bitterly in my heart, but my heart was still too soft!

"The generation of Tianjiao of the Beishan family is just a waste, it seems that we have to kill this son!"

Just as Kitayama smiled and was about to speak.

A hoarse and gloomy man's voice came from afar!

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