A sword in the air!

The sudden appearance of the long sword suddenly shocked the beggars and the beggars and the Murong generals and Azhu and other women present.

The green steel texture of the sword is simple and unpretentious, the diamond-shaped white edge is shocking, and there is no sword spike decoration at the hilt, but Duan Yu has already recognized the source of the sword, and the picture of the Murong family and Wang Yuyan and the other daughters making Murong Fu bow down to Yanziwu with a sword that day is still engraved in his mind.

He's coming!

Where are the people?

Murong Fu recognized the sword, and his heart suddenly shook violently, his eyes widened and he quickly scanned the audience, but he didn't find his figure appearing.

Cast a mist before somebody's eyes?

Hehe.... A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and now that the two shocking blows of the Douzhuan Descending Dragon burst out in unison, he didn't believe that he couldn't destroy this demonic long sword.

Buzz, buzz, buzz.

The faint fluctuations in mid-air spread violently like ripples, Murong Fu's hands pierced the sky, and the original ten percent of the strength of the Dou Zhuan Star moved under the pressure of qi and blood, becoming more violent and turbulent, like a whirlpool in the ocean, strangling and swallowing the air.

Thousands of wisps of energy can be seen with the naked eye, and the flying sand and rocks are sucked in, and they are suddenly driven by the air current, and they turn into hidden weapons and explode in all directions under the rapid rotation.

At this moment, a dragon roared in all directions, and the momentum was even more magnificent as substance, Qiao Feng's battle spirit was soaring, and his blood was surging.

This reaction was not because of the threat of the Dou Zhuan Star, but because of the sword's qi.

His hands were like a divine hammer bombarding the sky, Qiao Feng's whole body exploded, and when his eyes touched the sword, it was as if he had encountered a natural enemy, and that sword was like a dragon-slaying sword!

He couldn't sense that there were any strong enemies coming from all directions, but how could he not know that there was a master who wanted to try the two shocking blows of the dragon!

This kind of courage, this kind of demeanor, makes him want to look up to the sky and roar.

This river and lake already lacks peerless swordsmen, and now that a master has been born, he Qiao Feng might as well fulfill him.

Boom Boom Boom !!

The earth shook violently, stepping out, like a mountain shaking the ground, Qiao Feng's palms shook the sky, his luck exerted force, his qi and blood surged like waves, and ninety percent of the power of the dragon descending divine palm had already exploded.

Nine-layer strength, this is Qiao Feng's accumulation of years of fighting experience, Kang Long has regrets, leaving a little more strength, but the effect is more domineering than going all out.

The palm power was born, and for a time the wind and thunder were agitated, and the strength was roaring in the air like a wave of mountains and seas, and where it passed, the wind was like a knife scraping the faces of the people in the vicinity, which was terrifying.

The power of the double move was earth-shattering, and when he looked at it again, the sword also moved.

A sword shook all directions!

The long sword swirled sharply in mid-air, and the afterimage was confused, as if a whirlwind had blown in the middle, and the sword roared, as if it was faintly heard in the distant sky.

The sound of the sword rang out, like an agitated battle array singing, driving the surging emotions of everyone on the field, this is the sword, the king of a hundred soldiers.

The swordsman has been given too much meaning, and the hilt of the sword has been held by a large thick hand.

The sword is from heaven, and so is man.

Wearing a green robe, his clothes were swept by the strong wind of the two peerless moves, adding a bit of chic dust, and what was even more surprising was that his appearance was not only handsome, but also too young.

A sword was raised, and suddenly the wind and thunder came together.

The two shocking tricks between the lightning and flint instantly killed in front of him, Chen Jun moved, only to see him perform Ling Bo micro-steps, his figure flashed suddenly, and a hundred and ten unpredictable shadows flashed in all directions of the east, west, north and south, resisting the invasion of the two great tricks.

Whew!!

The figure and the afterimage flashed staggered, and no one could tell the essence.

Duan Yu's face was red and ashamed, he practiced Ling Bo Weibu compared to it, it was like a child hiding at home, Wang Yuyan stopped and watched closely, and her heart couldn't help but feel inexplicably tight, wanting to open her mouth to relieve that person from the crisis, but there was no way.

"Twenty-eight palms of the dragon, fighting to turn the stars is a unique study in the world, he is locked by the traction of the qi machine, and it is impossible to escape with the light skill method."

As she expected, jumping to the center of the two great tricks, she will definitely be attacked by the joint efforts of both sides, at this time, the dragon descending palm technique and the fighting star shift and qi machine traction, the true qi torrent is like a huge wave of the river, and it will not be withdrawn if it is not for the sword technique.

"Interesting!"

Chen Jun's body flickered, and the warning in his heart was strong, and he looked at the true qi traction of these two great tricks with a curious and exploratory eye, "Isn't this what I want?" There is no pressure, how to force out the fourteenth sword and the fifteenth sword. ”

"Hahaha, it's good to come, fight and turn to descend the dragon, the sun changes and the stars move, double click to kill, and listen to the sword!"

The wanton hearty laughter spread like thunder, and at this moment, Ling Bo's slight steps stagnated, Chen Jun's figure suddenly rose a few feet, jumped into the air, his strength surged, his sleeves hunted, and with a wave, the long sword in his hand cut through the sky as if it was being towed, and the smart cold light of the arc chased the stars and the moon.

Rumble!

Boom Boom Boom !!

The first sword is out, the second sword, and the third sword...... Eleventh sword, twelfth sword.

The sword light was like the most brilliant lightning in the world, exuding deadly danger, and the sword qi intertwined like a network of vertical and horizontal swords hit the surface of the skin of the strong dragon, which was eye-catching or inconspicuous.

And each of these sword moves pierces between the two great tricks of killing the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending and Turning the Star Shift, or the sword goes sideways, or it is as fast as thunder.

"Huo Ruyi shoots nine sunsets, like a group of emperors and dragons.

Come like thunder to restrain anger, and let it be like the river and sea condensing the light. ”

Looking at the brilliant swordsmanship, the beggars, Duan Yu and others all flashed this poem in their minds.

There are countless swordsmen practicing on the rivers and lakes, but there is no one who cultivates swordsmanship to be majestic and domineering!

Airplanes!

There was a fluctuation in mid-air.

The thirteenth sword was swung out, this is a sword move that the people of the rivers and lakes dream of, and the power is really earth-shattering, but it is a pity that it can shake the fighting dragon but cannot be defeated.

The sword moves have been exhausted, and many martial arts masters have already seen the clues, knowing that these thirteen shocking swordsmanship has reached the point of the end of the strong crossbow, seeing Chen Jun dodging and retreating, everyone was slightly disappointed.

Duan Yu knew that Mr. Chen's swordsmanship was the best in the world, although he was defeated by Qiao Feng and Murong in a compound attack, but to be able to achieve this point, his martial arts might have reached a terrifying realm, and he was both respectful and awe-inspiring.

Is there really no next sword?

Wang Yuyan was puzzled in her heart, and suddenly her eyebrows and eyes were bent and stretched, as if the peach blossoms were blooming in April.

Just because Chen Jun raised his sword with his long arm!

His hand shook, and the sword in his hand seemed to fly out as if it were flying out horizontally, almost indescribably fast.

The sword is swung out, like the sunset, like the scorching sun, like a rainbow, like a dark cloud, like movement and stillness, like virtual and real, such as on the left, and on the right, like in front, and behind, like fast and slow, like empty and real.

Although there was only one sword, at this moment, the entire battle space seemed to be densely covered with tens of thousands of divine swords.

At this moment, Murong Fu's cold sweat was already soaking through his clothes, Qiao Feng's eyelids were jumping wildly, they were completely unable to crack, they couldn't parry, they couldn't greet them, they couldn't dodge, they could only struggle to bump into them.

Bang!

The smoke and dust rushed to the sky, and the leaves of the apricot grove within half a mile were violently shaken off.

Qiao Feng was knocked back five steps, Murong Fu took seven or eight steps back to stabilize his figure, and in the center of the fluctuation, a handsome young man in a green robe slowly tiptoed to the ground, silently falling to the ground like a spider's web.

"That man won, the fourteenth sword won, and he actually forced back the shocking combination of the two best young masters in the world."

The beggars of the beggar gang and several old elders were shocked, and the other Murong family general was also turning over the river and the sea in his heart, South Murong and North Qiao Feng Shuanglong couldn't stop him?

"Your Excellency's swordsmanship is outstanding, and you can actually break the stunt combination between me and the Murong brothers, I don't know if you can tell your name and drink in the future."

Even if Qiao Feng failed, he was almost like no one, enthusiastic and bold without losing the demeanor of the gang leader.

Murong Fu's body trembled slightly, he couldn't believe the facts, and there was a glint in his eyes, but after listening to Qiao Feng's words, he laughed in a blink of an eye, and respectfully bent down to salute his disciple:

"Murong Fu has seen the master!"