I'm afraid this person's cultivation is not under me!

As soon as Jiang Ming and the others came in, Xiongba's eyes fell on Ah Qing's body for the first time, and he was very jealous in his heart.

Just such an eighteen or nineteen-year-old girl can make him feel threatened!

How is this possible?

Practicing in the womb of the mother, it will not reach this point between seventeen or eighteen years...

Xiongba smacked his tongue, and then his eyes flashed over Zhang Sanfeng, sweeping monks and others.

The strength of these people is not much weaker than him!

And there are more than 100 people left here and there...

Xiongba sensed one or two, and found that these people were actually some not weak cultivators, and any person pulled out could be comparable to the elders of some sects, or even the head of the sect!

When did so many strong people emerge in Shenzhou today?

Xiongba was blinded immediately, could it be that he had been kept in the dark before, in fact, there were still many sects in the rivers and lakes that he didn't know?

In the main hall, the rest of the spectators were also in an uproar, and all kinds of speculations continued.

Xiongba was puzzled, but he was also a calm person, and while hinting at Wen Chougou beside him, he asked casually.

"This is the helmsman of my world, I don't know what happened to everyone?"

Xiongba looked at Ah Qing, who was the strongest in his eyes,

However, to Xiongba's expectations, the answer was Jiang Ming, who was standing at the forefront and was almost ignored by him.

"Don't worry about the male gang leader, we heard that today is the time of the Sword Master's invitation to fight, so we are here to cheer on us, just let the gang leader just stop when we don't exist..."

Jiang Ming waved his hand casually, and without waiting for the Xiongba to greet him, he skillfully found a place convenient for watching the battle and stood up, signaling that the Xiongba could completely treat them as if they did not exist.

As Jiang Ming spoke, Xiongba suddenly realized that there was still such a person, and he had completely concealed his perception before.

This person's cultivation is unfathomable... Xiongba's heart was even more jealous, and his mind of forcibly starting was also put away.

However, for Jiang Ming's behavior when he enters and exits the world, the blue tendons on his forehead jump.

is so casual, it is clear that he is not taken into account as the leader of the World Association!

Also, he remembered that the World Society had never sent invitations to these people, who allowed them to come in?

Just when Xiongba was looking at these uninvited guests, Zhang Sanfeng and others were also looking at everyone in the World Association, especially Xiongba who was sitting in the chairman's seat.

Just by pressing over with a momentum, it made them a little uncomfortable, isn't this the kendo master that the shopkeeper said?

Ximen Fuxue raised his eyes and looked around Xiongba, and found that the other party was not wearing a sword, and his hands were thick and his knuckles were short, so he was obviously not a person who practiced swords often.

Feng Qingyang also discovered this, and his interest in Xiongba suddenly decreased a lot, and he turned to look at Jiang Ming, and said Okay, what about the kendo master?

"Shopkeeper, the kendo powerhouse you are talking about shouldn't be this uncle, right?" Among this group of people, Ah Qing was the most scheming, and he didn't care that he was in the main hall of the Tianxia Association at this time, so when he had questions, he asked directly.

"Of course not." Jiang Ming shook his head, and was a little strange why the Sword Saint hadn't arrived, so he paid a few coupons and projected the Sword Saint's situation at this time.

In an instant, an old phantom gradually appeared in the main hall, and the figure gradually condensed.

The old man had white hair and white beard, a withered body, deeply sunken eye sockets, and a difficult and determined stride, and his state was even worse than that of ordinary old men.

Every step gives people the illusion that they are about to fall,

But even so, the old man took a firm step forward and did not stop for a moment.

This perseverance broke the hearts of everyone present.

"Sword .. Juggernaut! ”

The powerhouses in the stormy world quickly recognized it.

Isn't this the same Sword Master who threatened to challenge the Majesty a month ago?

Now it looks like it's going to be pumped over at any time.

Does this still need to be beaten?

Xiongba was also relieved to see this, but looking directly at Dugu Jian's cloudy but determined gaze, for some reason, a burst of fear surged in his heart.

But this feeling was quickly suppressed by the hero.

Dugu Jian is dying, just to be able to stand in front of him, he will never be his opponent, what is there to be afraid of?

And everyone in the mall was cheering for this resolute old man.

This road is not a long road, and the Sword Saint walked step by step for more than ten minutes, as if he was walking on a pilgrimage road.

Just as the Sword Saint stepped on the steps and was about to approach the main hall of the Tianxia Society, his front feet stopped on the last step forever, his face was dead and gray, and his eyes were round, as if he was complaining to the sky about his unwillingness.

"Alas. Half a step, just half a step, the old way can catch a glimpse of the demeanor of the Sword Saint, it's a pity..."In the main hall, Zhang Sanfeng sighed slowly and looked outside the main hall.

Although there was nothing in the square, Zhang Sanfeng knew that under the steps, there was a peerless powerhouse who left his body there.

Ximen Fuxue also had a look of regret, a generation of peerless swordsmen died on the way, how can this be willing?

At the same time, Feng Qingyang and the others also looked at Jiang Ming with resentment.

Didn't they come to see this sword master demonstrate his kendo?

Now that this kendo powerhouse is dead in the middle of the road, what else is there to see?

Viewing the corpse?

Xiongba was overjoyed when he saw this, and couldn't help but stand up and speak.

"The Juggernaut is dead, so this time..."

"It's not over yet... And that's just the beginning! ”

Before the flag of the male tyrant was established, Jiang Ming interjected lightly.

What the? Just getting started?

Xiongba was stunned, and many of the spectators in the mall also looked confused, could it be that the Sword Master could still cheat the corpse?

Just as Jiang Ming spoke, a little light suddenly erupted from the Sword Saint's withered body, bursting towards the main hall.

This sudden change frightened everyone who thought that the Sword Master was dead and the competition was over.

When he came back to his senses, the figure of the Sword Saint had already appeared at the door of the main hall, with a straight figure and powerful steps, holding a sword shadow formed by the condensation of sword intent in his hand.

It is completely different from the pale appearance just now, and the momentum is earth-shattering, which makes people understand the demeanor of a peerless swordsman!

What's going on? Deceived corpses?

The strange situation directly impacted everyone's three views,

Feng Qingyang and the others, who saw it clearly just now, saw it very clearly, the body of the Sword Saint was obviously still on the steps,

And what made Feng Qingyang and the others even more frightened was that with the approach of the Sword Saint, the people in the entire hall, no matter how high or low their cultivation was, were unable to move under this huge sword intent!

It's as if the space around you is frozen, and only the mind can still run freely!

In this strange situation, a thought couldn't help but flash through Feng Qingyang's mind,

Could this be the peerless swordsmanship that the shopkeeper said surpassed ordinary kendo?