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The white sword made a buzzing sound, and the smell of destruction quickly wrapped around the young man's body along the hilt. The black-haired and black-eyed boy instantly became silver-haired and silver-eyed.

The same was true of the other boy with the blood-colored sword, except that he had red hair and red eyes. Scarlet color, full of the smell of blood.

"It's real!" Ying Zheng's expression was slightly solemn, and he muttered in his heart.

"So what, though. Take this opportunity to try my current strength! ”

Ying Zheng's eyes narrowed, and a strong fighting spirit also exuded. The movements of his hands did not pause at all, and he directly grabbed Tianwen placed on the bronze platform.

"Buzz!"

Without the slightest scruples, Ying Zheng directly pulled out Tianwen, and a sharp sword roar suddenly resounded throughout the hall.

Ying Zheng casually threw out a sword flower and glanced at Tianwen in his hand with some frowns.

Faintly, a faint force constantly acted between Ying Zheng's palms.

Repel? There is actually a force on the sword body that is faintly repelling itself?

Ying Zheng, who has reached the pinnacle of foundation building, is naturally extremely sensitive to power.

With a slight sense of care, Ying Zheng found that on the sword body, a red force was repulsing Ying Zheng.

However, this force is too weak. Compared with Yingzheng, it is like the power of a child and a giant. There is a world of difference.

"You! You actually pulled out the heavenly question! The two teenagers who had already put themselves in a posture both showed shocked expressions. The momentum of the whole body was also discharged.

"What do you mean?" Ying Zheng saw that the two teenagers were so surprised, and he couldn't help but ask curiously.

The white sword boy grimaced, was slightly silent for a while, and finally explained: "Tianwen has been kept here since the death of Zhou Xun Wang Immortal decades ago, and no one has ever been able to pull out Tianwen!" ”

"Decades ago?" Ying Zheng's brows furrowed again.

"It seems that the world in the present world is still different from the world in the fantasy world, what is the secret of the Sansheng Stone......" Ying Zheng's heart tightened.

Ying Zheng has always believed that although the illusion is an illusory world, it is also extremely real. In the illusory world, various national sects and even cities can be exactly the same as the present world.

Moreover, before again, Ying Zheng didn't even notice the gap between the illusion world and the present world. If you insist on saying that there is, it is that Ying Zichu has been in power for eight years.

However, Ying Zheng has always believed that the death of Ying Zichu in the fantasy world was done by Lü Buwei in order to monopolize power. Now that he has returned to the country in full swing, he is feared by Lu Buwei, and Yingzi Chu can be explained by his life until now.

What about the day asked? Why did the Tianwen Society of the Chu State in the illusion be sealed in the Eastern Zhou State all the time. Even, since King Zhou Yun, there has not even been anyone who draws a sword?

A mere Tianwen, although he can occupy the first position in the sword spectrum, in Ying Zheng's eyes, it is just a tool. Why, such an inconspicuous tool, would make the fantasy world deviate?

"Buzz! Airplanes! ”

Two sword sounds sounded, stabbing straight at Yingzheng.

"Huh?" Ying Zheng, who was silent in thought, instantly returned to his senses, and his face showed a trace of anger.

"When! While! ”

Without the slightest consideration, Ying Zheng directly waved the Tianwen in his hand, blocking a red and white double sword.

"Boom!"

A roaring sound resounded through the hall, and the two forces collided together, and the power generated even made the Jiuding, which weighed more than a thousand catties around it, shake slightly.

"Humph!" Feeling the two forces like mountains in his hands, the anger in Ying Zheng's heart became bigger and bigger, and the strength in his hands also increased a lot.

A black power burst out in an instant.

"Boom! Rumble! ”

The two teenagers were shocked by Yingzheng's sudden burst of power, and they crashed into the stone pillars of the main hall, making two roars. Red blood also flowed from the corners of his mouth.

The momentum on the two teenagers also began to be chaotic, although they were still powerful, they seemed a little disorganized. This is the most dangerous time. In other words, if you're not careful, you'll go crazy.

Ying Zheng stared at the two teenagers and said loudly: "What, do you still want to go up?" ”

The two teenagers glanced at each other, but they didn't answer Yingzheng.

"Whoosh!"

Just as Ying Zheng was looking at the white-sword boy, a red figure came in an instant.

"Dang!"

The blood-colored sword slammed into Tianwen.

"I really forgot about you!" Ying Zheng squinted, and then volleyed his palm, knocking the young man away.

From the moment Yingzheng entered the main hall, this young man had never spoken. It has always been the white sword boy who talks to Ying Zheng, which also makes Ying Zheng a little preconceived that the white sword boy is the dominant of the two.

However, just now, the speed at which this blood sword boy burst out was not much faster than that white sword boy.

The white sword boy was also shocked when he saw that his companion was seriously injured by Yingzheng.

No one knew better how fast the Blood Sword Young Man was. But, even so, the outsider in front of him was easily blocked.

The white sword boy did not choose to rush forward again, but stood quietly in place, looking at Ying Zheng coldly.

"Why, don't you want to avenge your companion? He's not badly hurt! Ying Zheng looked at the white sword boy expressionlessly and asked with some contempt.

The white sword boy shook his head and glanced at the blood sword boy who had just stood up, his expression was a little relieved.

"No need, neither of us was your opponent when we were in our prime, not to mention that we were already seriously injured at this time, let alone your opponent......" The white sword boy sighed and said.

"Oh? So, are you going to continue to protect the heavens? Ying Zheng asked with some curiosity.

These two teenagers are obviously the sword protectors cultivated by the Eastern Zhou Kingdom. According to the character of the people of the world at this time, they must regard this Tianwen sword as more important than their own lives, how could they just let Yingzheng take Tianwen away.

"Now that you have pulled out the Tianwen, you can naturally take a look at the Tianwen. However, if you want to take Tianwen away, unless you can get Tianwen's approval. Otherwise, we will desperately want to leave you behind! The white sword boy said with a resolute gaze, and the determination to die was obvious.

"Huh!" Ying Zheng smiled sarcastically and said, "Do you think you can stop me?" ”

"Since Tianwen has taken a fancy to me, it is naturally mine!"

Ying Zheng restrained his smile, his face was cold, and the momentum around his body continued to rise again, and the rolling black fairy power continued to emanate from Ying Zheng's body.

"In that case, then we will fight you to the death!" The white sword boy gritted his teeth and said.

"Humph! Bite off more than one can chew! ”

This time, without waiting for the two teenagers to make a move, Ying Zheng took the lead.

"Whoosh!"

In an instant, Yingzheng, who was still a few feet away before, rushed straight to the white sword boy.

"So fast!" The white sword boy was shocked. Although he knew that Yingzheng's speed was amazing, when he saw it again, it was actually a little faster.

"Bang!" Under Ying Zheng's attack, the white sword boy flew out upside down again, slamming into the ground fiercely.

"Now, do you still have the confidence to say something like that?" Ying Zheng asked Tianwen and said slowly.

"You...... You! The white-sword boy raised his head with a hint of horror in his eyes.

On Ying Zheng's body, the originally agile black power gradually took shape at this time, taking on the form of a black dragon.

"Buzz! Airplanes! Airplanes! ”

Tianwen in Ying Zheng's hand let out a violent humming sound, as if expressing some kind of anger fiercely.

"Huh?" Ying Zheng raised his hand and looked at the heavenly question again.

Between the blade and the sword grid, the seven Beidou Orbs faintly emitted a hint of red light.

"Zhou?" Under the sword grid, a big Zhou character made Ying Zheng frown.

Perhaps it was Tianwen's violent reaction that caused Ying Zheng's disgust, or maybe it was the Zhou character engraved on Tianwen that made Ying Zheng extremely unhappy.

In short, suddenly, the power in Ying Zheng's hands broke out again. This time, it is not for those two teenagers, but for the extremely dishonest in the hands of Ying Zheng!