The secret discussion of the five great saints in the East China Sea is unknown to outsiders, and the battle of Guo Dalu's sword on the Xuanhu Lake to provoke the great masters spread all over the Xuanhu Realm in an instant, and the entire cultivation world was shaken, and the monks who participated in the Xuanhu Discussion were even more in a huge boiling and surprise because they witnessed the legend with their own eyes.

failed to be at the same time as the Sword Immortal Kuang Shiqisheng, but he was able to be contemporaneous with Guo Dalu, which can be regarded as making up for regrets.

Although Guo Dalu did not fight against the Great Elder of Tianzong Song Chanfeng, the number of victories and defeats, everyone, including Song Chanfeng himself, already knew it: in today's Xuan Realm, under the sage, no one is Guo Dalu's opponent.

Even so, Song Chanfeng saw that Guo Dalu's sword intent was soaring all the way, and it was difficult to contain it, and he was under a lot of pressure for a while, and he had quietly raised his personal realm to the peak state, ready to take Guo Dalu's sword that destroyed the mountains and rivers at any time, but just when he sensed that the majestic pressure was getting closer and closer to him, he suddenly saw Guo Dalu turn his hand and point his sword at the East China Sea, and the pressure on his body and mind was light.

"He's going to challenge the East China Sea Sage?!"

This is the first thought floating through Song Chanfeng's mind, when the evil sword Dacheng Kuang Shiqi Xuanjie was no longer invincible, he raised his sword to fight the sky, and was finally suppressed in Liuliang Lake, today Guo Dalu has become the most powerful grandmaster, can't he help but go further and compete with the saint?

"Little junior brother!"

"Little junior brother!"

Two voices sounded in the pavilion and on the lake at the same time, respectively from Wen Shaogu and Shi Xuanqing, they saw that Guo Dalu was in the wrong state, for fear that he would be impulsive and pick the saint with his sword, and then he would be judged by the saint, and the consequences would be unpredictable.

When the voices of the two fell, it was too late.

I don't know when there was a drop of water in the high and vast sky, the water droplet was shiny and moist, trembling and majestic, slowly falling, seemingly ordinary, but in fact it contained a subtle and irresistible majestic atmosphere.

The faces of all the grandmasters in the Great Sect Pavilion changed when they saw this drop of water.

"Holy Pearl!" a great grandmaster shouted, and at the same time, awe arose in his heart, and he couldn't help but bow slightly.

"Holy bead" does not refer to a specific kind of ritual weapon, but means that it is formed by the hands of a saint, and contains the will and power of a saint, even if it is only a very small idea and power, it is enough to make all the practitioners on the shore of Xuanhu Lake bow down in a happy and sincere manner.

More and more cultivators are aware of that subtle holy intent, and there are constantly cultivators in the Returning to Truth Pavilion and the Monk Pavilion who are sincerely bowing down, and there is no lack of great joy in their hearts.

For some practitioners, the manifestation of the Holy Will can be described as a rare occurrence in a hundred years.

Veteran masters such as Song Chanfeng and Zhuang Rushan also showed solemn faces and stood silent to show respect.

And Guo Dalu was already holding the sword and fluttering, and the tip of the sword pierced the water droplets.

This "holy pearl" came from the East China Sea, and it was erased by the Great Sage of the Sea, the purpose of which was to test him Guo Dalu, so he naturally didn't need to take a break and stand upright like other great grandmasters, but waved the peachwood sword and slammed it head-on.

Po –

The tip of the sword pierced the water.

A trembling sound sounded in the air, like a muffled thunder exploding in the clear sky, and the sound spread down, not harsh, but shaking the heart.

The cultivators who knelt down and worshipped faintly felt that the grassland Xuanhu shook with it, and they were even more afraid in their hearts, and they admired the little uncle of the Northern Hell Sect and the little Mr. Xingtan who dared to draw their swords to the point of no return.

"Too strong! unreasonable strong!"

At this time, everyone had only one judgment on Guo Dalu in their hearts.

The great masters such as Song Chanfeng, Zhuang Rushan, Wen Shaogu, Xun Anxiu, Shi Xuanqing, etc., looked up cautiously and saw that the "holy pearl" had been transformed into a water dragon and was circling with Guo Dalu.

A man and a dragon flickered in the air, and a fierce battle was raging.

Everyone was in a complicated mood, and Song Chanfeng suddenly realized something, and his face changed.

......

After Guo Dalu Haoran finished the nine swords, he still failed to slay the dragon smoothly, and once again felt the unfathomable strength of the saint, but he also realized one thing, the saint in the East China Sea threw out this drop of water, which seemed to be easy to do, and he had the intention of giving himself a little color to see, but in fact, he also had the intention of letting himself experience the feeling of fighting with the dragon in advance, so that he would not be too busy when he climbed Mount Maha to face the eight dragons raised by the heavenly monks.

"That's it!"

Guo Dalu threw out the peachwood sword, twisted the trick and chanted the spell to summon the somersault cloud, he Zhuo Liyun overlooked the monks around Xuanhu Lake, and said, "Borrow your weapons and use them!"

The magic trick in his hand changed, and he shouted: "Get up!"

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

In an instant, countless weapons flew out from the monks on the shore of Xuanhu Lake, swords, swords, halberds, axes, hooks, forks, and sticks...... It was like locusts crossing the border and rising up en masse.

The "Imperial Sword Technique" in the Seventy-two Changes, called Imperial Sword Technique, can actually resist all weapons and fight the enemy.

The monks then raised their heads and looked at the sky, and then they saw the shocking picture.

I saw Guo Dalu, who was standing on the head of the clouds, stretched out his hand and pointed to the water dragon and shouted: "Go!"

Like ten thousand arrows firing at once, and like a hundred birds and a phoenix, those weapons hit the water dragon like a tide.

With such a large-scale and powerful attack, even if it is a real dragon, it is estimated that it will have to avoid the edge for the time being, not to mention the water dragon transformed by water droplets?

The water dragon let out a long groan, let all kinds of weapons pass through his body, and cut him into countless pieces, and when the weapons returned to their respective owners on the lakeside, the bodies of countless water dragons condensed again and turned into water droplets.

Guo Dalu seemed to have expected that it would have this move, and when the water beads had just formed, he stretched out his hand and made a move, using the "trick" in the seventy-two path change techniques.

The water droplet hesitated for a moment, and then floated into Guo Dalu's hand with great reluctance.

Guo Dalu put the water droplets into the green lantern world, the water beads into the green lantern world, immediately turned into a dragon, ready to stand up in this world, and swore that the king was coming, but the water dragon was just about to turn over, and suddenly saw a yellow and red peach wood sword quietly hanging in the middle of the green lantern world, the peach wood sword did not move, hanging there like a Dinghai God needle, but let the water dragon feel the indescribable pressure, that pressure made it not even have the mind to resist.

The water dragon immediately made a decision, flew under the peachwood sword, and turned into a well-behaved and quiet drop of water.

Guo Dalu returned to Xuanhu Lake and saw that Ye Langtian was still fighting with the bamboo knife, stretched out his hand to withdraw the bamboo knife, and said, "I hope it will help Ye Daoyou." ”

Although Ye Langtian's combat strength was close to exhaustion, the Origin Qi in his body was steaming, and there was indeed a sign of breaking through the realm, but the expression on his face was a little dazed and empty, and he couldn't see the slightest joy of breaking through the realm and entering the three major grandmasters.

Guizhen Pavilion Yu looked at Xiang Gong, a burst of distress, only she knew Xiang Gong's pain and struggle at this time, originally wanted to preach the great master in one fell swoop at this discussion conference, the skills were shocked, and the limelight that was lost to Guo Dalu was withdrawn, but I didn't expect Guo Dalu not only to come back from the fall, but the realm was even more leaping thousands of miles, and the whole of the great masters was beaten to the point of no resistance, the most annoying thing is that he actually threw a bamboo knife to Xiang Gong, nominally to help him break through the realm, in fact, it was more like an adult coaxing a child with a toy, and after coaxing it, he asked if it was fun... ... It's so hateful!

Xianggong treated him as a lifelong enemy, and he thought of him as soon as he came out of An Renlin, and sighed that it would be very boring to talk about the Tao without Guo Dalu, but he ......

Thinking of this, the expression on Yu Jingque's face suddenly became contradictory, and another voice appeared in her heart asking her: "If he doesn't treat Xiang Gong like this, how should he treat it? Will he fight Xiang Gong seriously? Can Xiang Gong catch his sword? Uncle Zhuang is not his opponent!"

Yu Jingque sighed, and saw that Uncle Zhuang had taken Xianggong back to the sect to retreat and break the realm, and he didn't stay for long, and left quietly.

This concludes the conference.