In the middle of the five days, since the Sword Saint issued a battle letter to the Xiongba, he shocked the martial arts, and all the heroes came to witness this shocking battle. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Five days have passed, and today I will go and see what is strange about Sword Twenty-three."

Similarly, during this day, Chen Peng also walked out of the retreat, came to the main hall of the Tianxia Society, and chose a position at the end of the door to sit down.

It's just because, when Chen Peng came, he found that the table close to the overlord of Shangshou Xiong had already been occupied by the heads of the various sects in the rivers and lakes, and the disciples had occupied it one after another, leaving only a few seats at the end.

And the most important thing is that Xiongba didn't expect that the former master would come out of retreat and come here to watch the duel between himself and the Sword Master, so he didn't prepare Chen Peng's seat.

"Sir, today is Xiong's poor hospitality.."

Xiongba stepped down from the main seat, and after a toast and apologetic words to Chen Pengyi, he walked back to the main seat and congratulated the heads of other sects.

After all, now for the male tyrant who pretends to be smiling, it is a blessing to be able to survive today, how can he have time to take care of the former master, he himself is about to die.

But everyone didn't know that they still felt that the bully was still in full swing.

"Congratulations to the male gang leader on his victory today!" With a heroic voice, a big man, clasped his hands into fists, and congratulated the lord of the throne.

"Gang Master, today will definitely be able to unify the martial arts, so that what kind of sword saint sword will be shattered!" Someone brandished a long sword, showing loyalty to the hero.

"Yes, yes, yes, male gang leader, don't forget the little brother.." A man with a flattering face, quickly ran to the side of the main seat, and toasted to the hero.

"Thank you very much for your good words." Xiongba was bitter in his heart, but with a smile on his face, he returned the salute one by one.

In the rivers and lakes, what you care about is prestige and status.

Therefore, Xiongba knew that he might die today, but he couldn't lose face before he died.

And for him, it is even more impossible to retreat from the battle.

"If I retreat, the luck that I have gathered in the past ten years will also dissipate."

Xiongba sighed in his heart, and in the applause of all the heroes, he took a sip of the spirits.

with this.

Just when everyone didn't know why, patting each other's ass, congratulating Xiongba on his domination of the martial arts, it was noon, inside the hall, outside the hall, and even in front of the open space on the stairs, there were also tables and tables, and thousands of late martial arts high-rollers were seated.

"Haha, I'm too late."

"I hope I haven't missed it yet."

Jokes, noises.

After they sat down outside the main hall, they talked to each other and toasted, while they were all waiting for the arrival of the Sword Saint to witness this shocking battle.

Similarly, in the toasting room of everyone in the hall, it is inevitable that they will come to Chen Peng's table to toast and talk to Chen Peng.

It's just because they saw Xiongba toasting to the man in green shirts before.

"I guess it's also a reclusive knight in the martial arts?" With the intention of inquiring, everyone walked towards Chen Peng's table.

But Chen Peng didn't speak, just closed his eyes.

Over time, no one came to Chen Peng's table to toast, but no one went to provoke and stir up trouble for no reason.

After all, in the martial arts, such a brainless person can't die anymore if he dies a long time ago.

"Not only that, but it also affects their families." While everyone was laughing in their hearts, no one paid attention to Chen Peng, but instead focused on the other leaders.

For them, individual customers, the rivers and lakes are becoming more and more chaotic, and the heads of other small factions are also the ones they can choose to rely on in the future.

So, that's it.

After no one bothered, Chen Peng sat alone at the end of the table, closed his eyes and recuperated between the period, the plot was the same as the original book, time passed, and it came to noon.

"Juggernaut to..."

Stomping..

A footstep sounded from far to near, and the sound was so slight that no one noticed it while everyone was drinking.

But in the main hall, Chen Peng's thoughts flashed, but the scene in his mind reflected the scene under the mountain.

I saw that at the foot of the mountain, at this time, with the sound of slight footsteps, an old man in a white robe stepped step by step into the steps of the Tianxia Society.

"Xiongba, my Sword Saint is here as promised."

The old man muttered, it was the Sword Master.

His days are numbered, and these days are also relying on his profound internal strength to go to the Tianshan Mountains and go to the first battle.

But fortunately, he created Sword Twenty-Three a few days ago, a sword move that does not require internal force.

"My time is running out, I can use the Yuan Shen to perform this exercise, so that it can finally be displayed in the world."

As the words fell, when the Sword Saint raised his head, his weeping eyes looked at the main hall at a height of 100 meters, and an illusory figure came out of his body and volleyed towards the main hall at the top of the steps.

Whew―

In the blink of an eye, or in an instant.

When a slight wind sounded, the primordial god of the Sword Saint came to the main hall.

I saw that whether it was inside or outside the main hall, everyone was either toasting, talking, or getting up all of them were stagnant, as if time and space were still.

But they showed a look of fear and incredulity, proving that their minds were not imprisoned.

"That's the Juggernaut."

"What kind of exercise is this.."

"Why can't I move?"

Everyone's eyes rolled, and their hearts were in a hurry.

But no matter how they guessed or thought, they could only watch an illusory figure volley towards the main hall step by step.

"Juggernaut.."

And on the main seat, Xiongba saw the Sword Saint walking in the air, his hands trembled, but unfortunately he couldn't move, he could only watch the Sword Saint walk towards him step by step.

"Today, it's over."

The Sword Saint's face did not fluctuate, and his eyes flashed with golden light, only to see him put his hands together and nod towards the forehead of the male tyrant.

He had no time to waste, he had to fight quickly.

Similarly, the male tyrant who did not step into the realm of the Great Grandmaster, faced with the blow of the Sword Saint Yuan Shen at the peak of the Great Grandmaster, did not have the slightest ability to resist, and could only be killed.

"Xiongba, today is your time of death..."

The Sword Saint's words fell, but when he pointed out, he couldn't penetrate the body of the male tyrant.

"Luck Talisman." After the Sword Master saw it, the look in his eyes became darker and darker, but the sword light between his fingers became more and more dazzling, and it was approaching the heart of the male tyrant every minute.

If there is no accident, when the Sword Saint Yuan Shen disappears, the luck of the male tyrant will be broken by the sword light.

At that time, it will be the time of the death of the hero.

"Is the heavens going to kill me?"

Blood was flowing from the corners of Xiongba's mouth, and he already felt that he would die if he had three more breaths at most.

And in the main hall, when everyone saw it, although their bodies did not move, their eyes were full of thoughts.

They know that after today's World War, after the lack of the world meeting controlled by the hegemon, this river and lake will set off a bloody storm again.

"And the Sword Saint will become the new leader of the Martial Arts Alliance."

Everyone thought anxiously in their hearts, looking at the god-like sword master and the dying tyrant.

They had already figured out how to get the Juggernaut after this battle.

And it's different from what everyone thinks.

When Chen Peng, who was at the end of the seat, opened his eyes and looked at the Sword Saint, his eyes showed disappointment.

"Juggernaut .. Sword Twenty-Three .."

Disappointed, in fact, in Chen Peng's immersive view, the twenty-three sword of the gods and gods that was passed on was just under the influence of the sword saint's out-of-body appearance, which made the thinking and body of the people who had not reached the realm of the great grandmaster stagnate, and they were not so divine.

"Just because the primordial spirit belongs to the spiritual realm, it can affect the thinking of ordinary people, and it can also control the actions of the living like ghosts."

Chen Peng's thoughts flashed, and he was disappointed in his heart.

Sword Twenty-Three, if you can control time, it is a saint.

Transform time and space in the palm of your hand, evolve the past, present, and future.

Even if it is a momentary stasis time, it is also related to the cause and effect of reincarnation, where can a martial artist who has not even reached the realm of immortals can grasp it.

But on the other hand, for the Sword Saint of the Great Grandmaster realm, the sword technique of attacking with the Yuan Shen can be regarded as a strange technique.

"Holy Spirit Sword Technique, Sword Twenty-Three, Sword Saint, is a person who has an understanding of swords.."

Chen Peng's thoughts flashed, and he saw that he seemed to ignore the stillness of time and space, turned his head sideways, and when he looked at the Sword Saint in mid-air, he calmly praised: "The sword technique you created is acceptable, the word Sword Saint, not to talk about vain, is for the material that can be made.."

The words fell.

When Juggernaut heard it, he didn't react yet.

I saw that after Chen Peng's fingers tapped the bronze wine glass on the table, he heard a sound of sword roaring, echoing inside and outside the hall, like a morning bell at dusk, shaking away all the still people.

And it was also at this moment that the people who had just resumed their actions, before they could stabilize their bodies, they saw that in mid-air, the figure of the illusory sword saint was distorted, turning into a stream of water, like time going back, the scene was reversed, and in an instant, they withdrew from the main hall.

"What's going on.."

Everyone was stunned after stabilizing their bodies, but they didn't allow them to think about it much, and at the same time, it was also at this time, they only heard a loud laugh coming from the foot of the mountain, echoing to the top of the Tianshan Mountain.

"The name of the Sword Saint, the disciple deserves to be really ridiculous, today, no matter in the rivers and lakes, anyone who sees the old man will call the old man's original name, Dugu Sword.."

At the foot of the mountain, Dugu Jian laughed, and when he looked at a girl in front of him, a sword aura flashed between his fingers, and then he performed his exercises and walked towards the retreat place.

It was only because when Chen Peng retreated from his primordial spirit, he carried a sword intent that shook the illusory primordial infant in his body, and used the primordial infant's heaven and earth qi to increase his lifespan.

Moreover, it is also because Chen Peng has now sealed a sword qi in his body, he has also realized the realm of heaven and man, how to break through, so he has been called a disciple, respecting Chen Peng.

"I dare not forget the grace of recreation, and after the disciple breaks through the realm of heaven and man, he will definitely return it for the rest of his life."

The Sword Saint was grateful in his heart, stood high in the distance, and after bowing in the direction of the Tianshan Mountain, he stepped on the sword light and fled away.

However, after everyone heard the laughter before, when they chased out, they only saw an old man in the middle of the air, stepping into the distance, and under the steps, there was only a stunned indifferent young man and a broken corpse that could not distinguish between men and women.

But everyone, now they are not paying attention to this matter, what they care about now is whether the Sword Master has been defeated.

"Dugu Jian, he ran away? And don't dare to use the title of Sword Master anymore? ”

"He was shocked back by the tall man in the green shirt?"

"It's too fast, I can't even see clearly, how was Dugu Sword repulsed?"

Everyone thought about it and couldn't figure it out, but they knew that the easiest way was to "ask"!

"Let's go, let's go and meet the master together."

After everyone looked at each other, they returned to the front of the main hall together, wanting to talk to the real master.

"If I get acquainted with this master, what a nameless, sword saint, don't all stand obediently!"

The hearts of the people were alive and they poured towards the main hall together.

But now, when they entered the door of the main hall, they looked around, but they saw that the lord in the throne had disappeared.

And at the end, where there is still a figure in a green shirt, only an empty table and a bronze wine glass on the table...