Jian Chengfeng faced the king's disciples, there was absolutely no complacence, there was no order in martial arts, the master was the teacher, everyone was the same heavenly master, even if the difference was more than 100 years old, they were just the same generation.

"White-clothed Heavenly Master, if you dare to come, it proves that you have made sufficient preparations, and I will discuss a sword with you today!"

The sword rode the wind and did not bear the downward momentum, and the flying sword flew up from the sitting position and stood in the air. A Taoist robe was blowing against the cold wind, and the two faced each other, just like the battle of the four great martial arts masters on the top of the Forbidden City.

Everyone who watched this scene thought of the mythical Forbidden Duel hundreds of years ago, when the four heavenly masters fought almost the sky and the earth shattered, and the mountains and rivers fell down.

However, it only appears in some martial arts stories, and whether it is true or not remains to be studied, but now the battle of the Heavenly Master is close at hand!

"I once sensed that you were not born in the Sword Sect, but you knew the sword sect's imperial qi into a sword, and you also relied on this hand to suppress the people of my Heaven and Earth One Sword Sect, so it is better to fight with me and see whose sword qi is more shocking!"

The blood of the sword riding the wind also burned, he was silent for hundreds of years, as a martial arts person, how could he endure loneliness, after being defeated by Ye Wudao and falling into the heavenly list, he lived in seclusion in Huashan, tempering his martial arts swordsmanship countless times, and now he has become the most powerful celestial master in the way of the sword.

I only heard a loud cry from the mouth of the sword, and his hands suddenly scattered to his side, as if pouring out all the true strength of his body, and the horror that broke out in an instant was almost like a flash flood. The flood burst the embankment, even the power of thousands of acres could not stop the true strength of this mighty sword qi like a mountain.

is Li Chenghao, and the real strength he used when he died was far inferior to this sword riding the wind.

The sword was extremely skillful in riding the wind, twisting his fingers, and tens of thousands of true energy surged into a real dragon with his mobilization, and it dispersed in an instant. Spread all over the 100 meters, like the stars, every point is his true strength, like an impermeable wall.

"Up!"

The sword rode the wind and shouted again, and all kinds of stars were strangely elongated under his command, and finally turned into a square sword, and within this hundred meters, it was all the swords that the sword rode the wind.

In the eyes of everyone at the foot of the mountain, this scene is even more shocking, and what they can see from their perspective will only be a flying sword with a length of 100 meters, densely covered and extremely infiltrating!

"Get up!" The sword rode the wind with two fingers straightened, and as soon as he retracted it in front of him, the ten thousand sword qi burst up, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the king.

"Kill!"

With the sword riding the wind and shouting, the ten thousand sword qi instantly burst out like arrows off the string. Almost overwhelming, no matter how defiant the martial arts are, no matter how fast the martial artist is, it will never be possible to escape from this hand.

But who is Wang Tu, and even if he is faced with anti-ship missiles, when will he escape?

"Good time!"

Wang Tu's expression moved, but he didn't refuse, holding the red crystal long sword, and suddenly lifted it up, and saw countless flames gushing out of it, like a violent wind and rain, and fire fell from the sky, and all kinds of flames of different colors circulated around Wang Tu, almost like seven-colored clouds.

But whether it was the sword riding the wind hundreds of meters away, or the many martial artists under the kilometer, they all felt as if they were watching the Nine Heavens Xuanyang, and the heat of hundreds of degrees was burning their skin, as if they could set them on fire.

I saw that the white jade-like palm of the king disciple was pinched into the air, and the strange fire that was circulating suddenly stopped, and then erupted like volcanic molten lava, sprinkling the void, which was somewhat similar to the starry sword qi of the sword riding the wind.

Then, I saw that Wang Tu's left hand was straightened and his right hand stood side by side, but in an instant, he pulled back and straightened his body, just like Hou Yi shooting the sun and pulling the bowstring.

And the thousands of streams of fire were also stretched three feet long, like spears, but as the king's bowstring was completely full, the spear turned into a Dao long sword, and the red streamer flickered, just pressing the starlight of the sword and the wind for half a minute.

"Go!"

Wang Tu spit out a word, which was much more prosaic than the sinister "kill" of the sword riding the wind, but no one could see that this flowing fire sword qi was no worse than the sword qi of the sword riding the wind and the stars.

Boom Boom!

The sword qi of the two sides smashed together, it was actually a sword and sword opposite, and the flowing fire against the stars, each erupted, surging and surging, and in an instant, a wave of cloud-shaking qi was generated, surging into the sky. Even the people on the mountainside were all pressed to the point where they couldn't move, and only those Transformation Realm Masters could barely stand on their feet and dare to look up at the sky.

What was amazing was that the two Heavenly Masters, one stepping across the void and the other with a flying sword hanging from their feet, no one took a step back.

waited until the sword qi of the two sides exploded, only to hear the sword Chengfeng cough twice, and laughed miserably.

"I heard that the white-clothed Heavenly Master is the first person in Huaguo, and he was dismissive at first, thinking that he was just a junior, and there are many century-old people in Huaguo, how can it be your turn to be the first in Huaguo. ”

"Now it seems that you really have the strength to live up to this name!"

Ordinary people can't see it, but Jian Chengfeng can see that although his starry sword qi is against the flowing fire sword qi. But he was pressed back a few meters, and both in terms of power and speed, he lost to Wang Tu.

"You are not from the Sword Sect, but you are so proficient in the stunts of the Sword Sect, you are the first demon in a hundred years, and I am a sword riding the wind!"

"Although you have a blood feud with my Huashan Sword Sect. But even if I fall today, within a hundred years, if there is you, Huaguo Martial Arts will prosper!"

This is the courage that a Chinese Heavenly Master should have, private hatred is one thing, but in the face of national honor and disgrace and the road ahead, it is just a drizzle, which can be ignored.

"I lost the sword of the imperial qi, so let's fight the sword!"

The eagle roared in the mouth of the sword riding the wind, shocking hundreds of miles, and it was the tourists who stopped outside the mountain. You can hear this scream piercing the sky, and those who don't know should think that it is a flying eagle vulture that is hoarse.

I saw the sword take out a sword from behind him, this sword was in his robe, and it was really imperceptible to look at it, and this sword was even more cold and powerful in the light. If it is placed in the house, it is all kinds of yin and evil, and you dare not step into half a point.

"As you wish!"

Wang Tu responded, and held the red crystal long sword in his hand, obviously to let the sword ride the wind first.

The sword rode the wind and did not let it go, standing in place, his legs were like the roots of an old tree, not moving, but the upper body was swinging like a spiritual snake, and the sword in his right hand instantly slashed out a sword, but in the eyes of many martial arts masters under the mountainside, it was a completely different scene.

"This is the strength of the sword riding the wind!"

"It's not a loss to be a hundred-year-old heavenly master. This sword is better than ten thousand swords!"

Countless internal strength martial artists rubbed their eyes before they could see clearly.

Although the sword Chengfeng only slashed out one sword, the afterimage in his hand was repeated, and the air was slashed to pieces, almost like a vacuum, and countless swords were clearly slashed out in an instant. Wherever the sword passed, the air would be shattered.

100 meters away, a sword in the air!

Xiao Pocheng's original sword that connected heaven and earth was only a dozen meters at best, and it was already about to be exhausted, and it was intercepted by Wang Tu halfway.

And the sword riding the wind is like a ten thousand swords, not only is it a coherent heaven and earth, but it also slashes a square circle on one side, which is even more terrifying than the starry sword qi is the flowing fire sword qi, and it is only crushed.

"White-clothed Heavenly Master, I temper this sword thousands of times a day, and now I have become a divine soldier, and the sword qi that slashes out is even more laser. Can you compare your amazing martial arts?"

With the roar of the sword riding the wind, Wang Tu's consciousness was stable, his blue eyes were glaring, and he actually went up to the wind, and as soon as the red crystal long sword in his hand was horizontal, a void sword qi was suddenly generated from the void. Jumping a hundred meters, thousands of cold sword qi instantly penetrated.

This sword traverses thousands of people, and it should be like a sword sweeping in all directions, splitting mountains and rivers, and cutting down the void!

Jian Chengfeng's face changed, and the faces of the warriors on the mountainside also changed, even the generals at the foot of the mountain, seeing this monstrous and shocking scene, all changed color!

Countless waves of qi burst out in the air, and the sword could no longer bear it in the wind, and the sword retreated for a hundred meters in a row before he could stabilize his body and almost fall off the flying sword.

The sword spitted out a mouthful of blood violently, which was an internal injury cut by the sword of the king's disciple, but he did not retreat, but instead covered his chest and said continuously.

"Good! good!"

"I thought that I would only have Ye Wudao as an old enemy, and I have been tempering my martial arts all the time in the past hundred years, and I want to meet Ye Wudao again after a hundred years. I didn't expect to meet you today, it seems that I have hidden the magical power that I want to leave to Ye Wudao, and I can't help but come out. ”

Jian Chengfeng sighed again and again, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out again, but this time it landed on the palm of his hand.

He wiped it casually, but pulled out the blood in the palm of his hand and pulled out an ancient rune that ordinary people couldn't understand.

As the words were recited in his mouth, Jian Chengfeng's waist slowly straightened up, looked at Wang Tu, and smiled indifferently.

"My sword riding the wind is called the ancestor of ten thousand swords, but I only hold one sword, do you know why?"

Wang Tu shook his head as if he cooperated.

The sword rode the wind and smiled miserably, and then stepped on the flying sword, but he heard that Huashan was like a landslide and the ground cracked, and it shook violently, and even the inner strength martial artist almost didn't stand still.

Immediately, I heard a sound of breaking wind piercing the air coming violently, continuously, like tens of thousands of eagles roaring, flying into the void, it was a square sword, around the sword and the wind leisurely, covering the sky and the sun in an instant, almost like a solar eclipse!

The sword rode the wind to meet the flying ten thousand swords, but his body was pulled, and the true strength of his body was raised in his throat, and a roar of rolling thunder broke out that caused a sensation.

"Slay the Dragon Ten Thousand Swords Array, rise!"

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