The general rudder of the world meeting, in the magnificent mountain and river hall, at this moment, although the two protagonists who are going to compete have not yet arrived, but at this moment, it is already full of people, and there are masters from all sects and factions who come to the world meeting, in order to watch this peak duel that is enough to determine the situation in the world.

In the past half a month, the rivers and lakes are surging, the most famous is that the once fierce and powerful, intimidating the world of the Tianchi Twelve Evils out of the rivers and lakes again, but, but in the suburbs of a small town on the edge of the Minjiang River, encountered the recent limelight of the sky, the two sides broke out a fierce fight, as a result, under this battle, the Tianchi Twelve killed eleven people, only the child emperor escaped with serious injuries, since then, it can be regarded as a complete defeat, the name of the sky, once again turbulent the world.

Secondly, the legendary heroic sword reappeared in the rivers and lakes, a young man named Jianchen began to walk the rivers and lakes, a body of martial arts excellence, has reached the innate realm, according to legend, he made martial arts turned out to be an inexplicable swordsmanship, yes, it is very likely to be a nameless disciple of the martial arts myth, many rivers and lakes with a grudge against the nameless, has focused on his body.

In addition, Broken Waves once entered the Lingyun Cave once, and I don't know what happened to the Broken Waves, all in all, the Broken Waves who re-entered the rivers and lakes had an extremely evil blood-colored long sword in his hand, which was very likely to be the legendary Huolin Sword, the god of evil Dao, which was an ominous sword, and even the whole person of Broken Waves became a lot more evil.

"Hehe, I really didn't expect that the competition between these two masters would attract so many people from the rivers and lakes to watch, it seems that we want to take advantage of the chaos to kill the hero, there is a certain degree of difficulty!" Not far away, on the roof of a house, Qingkong looked at the martial arts people coming and going in the mountain and river hall, and couldn't help but sigh.

Bu Jingyun clenched the Peerless Yang Sword and said indifferently: "No matter what, I must kill Xiongba today." ”

For this guy who wants revenge, Qingkong can only helplessly express his speechlessness, however, the idea of killing the male bully is naturally not owned by Bu Jingyun alone, Qingkong came here today, but also to take advantage of this golden opportunity to kill the male tyrant in one fell swoop, and then control the world.

After having a strong force, Qingkong is no longer satisfied with the plot limited to the Fengyun World Realm, he wants to promote the plot by himself, become a creator like fate, and gather all the luck of the Fengyun World Realm on himself, he believes that as long as he does this, his cultivation will definitely be able to go further.

"The helper is here!" Just when everyone was whispering, a sharp voice came, only to see Xiongba wearing a Chinese suit and striding into the mountain and river hall, at this moment, he was full of vitality, and there was a faint flash of a powerful momentum around his body, obviously his skill was greatly improved, compared to half a month ago when he fought with Bu Jingyun, it was simply incomparable, this more than half a month, Xiongba could not retreat, and finally had refined his "three points to the vitality" to the realm of Dacheng, and broke through to the level of the peak of the Ning Dan Grandmaster.

"Ahh The Hero is coming! Look! Subconsciously, almost all of them looked at the high platform, only to see Xiongba slowly sitting on the dragon chair, opening his eyes and scanning the many martial arts masters in the mountain and river hall, but he didn't say anything, just closed his eyes and rested.

Not long after, the broken waves also arrived, and now the broken waves, a black hair has been made weirdly red, holding a sword in his hand, and the sword energy around his body is full, obviously, Lingyun Cave and his party, he got the Huolin Sword, and his martial arts cultivation has already made great progress, and now he has reached the late congenital stage, which is really extraordinary, plus he has a divine weapon like the Huolin Sword in his hand, and he is conceited in the world's martial arts, except for a few masters such as Qingkong, Xiongba and Sword Saint, almost no one is his opponent.

Broken Waves came to the front of the crowd and stood still, and at the same time looked up at the male tyrant above, his eyes were full of a kind of provocation, when he was in the world, not only could not be reused by the male tyrant, but was oppressed, now he has made great progress in martial arts, and he has the Huolin Sword in hand, plus he invited the Dugu Sword Saint to deal with the male tyrant, at this moment, when facing the male tyrant again, he naturally can't help but feel a little complacent.

"Humph!" Feeling the gaze of Broken Waves, Xiongba opened his eyes slightly and glanced at him but didn't say anything, but he was also slightly surprised in his heart, because he just felt that Broken Waves' true qi was pure, and he had actually reached the realm of the late congenital stage, and his only disciple now Qin Shuang was only in this realm, if he wanted to go one step further and break through the innate extreme realm, if there was no special opportunity, I am afraid it would take a few years of hard cultivation to do it, but Broken Wave's martial arts have improved so fast, it seems that he is also a character, before, but underestimate this guy.

"Master, the decisive battle has arrived, why is the Sword Master still nowhere to be found?" Qin Shuang looked at the people in the rivers and lakes around him, couldn't help frowning, and walked to Xiongba's side and asked.

"Don't be impatient, brake quietly, so as not to fall into the distraction of the old thief of the Sword Master." Xiongba was unmoved, he still closed his eyes to recuperate, and after cultivating to reach the peak of the Ning Dan Grandmaster realm, he faintly felt that above this, there was a higher realm, which really made him feel extraordinary, if he could break through the barrier, and go further, what kind of advanced realm should he reach!

"Young Master Broken, the Sword Saint seniors haven't come yet, is something wrong?" At this time, a gang member of Wushuang City beside Broken Lang looked at the chaotic martial arts people around him, his face was full of anxious looks, and he couldn't help but ask in a voice towards Broken Wave.

"Don't worry, the martial arts cultivation of the Sword Saint Master is unparalleled in the world, and it will be fine." Broken Lang shook the firescale sword in his hand and answered firmly.

Time passed slowly for a quarter of an hour, and just when everyone was disappointed, and the sword saint had fled because of cowardice, suddenly a loud laughter came from a distance, the sound was from far and near, and gradually the whole world would echo this laughter, and some people in the rivers and lakes with low skills couldn't help but sit down cross-legged and resist.

Even the average first-class master couldn't help but feel that the qi and blood in his body began to surge, as if he wanted to churn out, only the top masters who had reached the innate realm such as Xiang Qin Shuang and Broken Waves could completely resist it, but it was not comfortable.

All of a sudden, in the entire mountain and river hall, there were martial arts people who fell to the ground, and the scene was chaotic and noisy.

"Humph!" Just when many martial arts people were wailing, Xiongba slowly opened his eyes, glanced at the distance, and suddenly sat up from the dragon chair, with a cold snort in his mouth, which immediately stopped the sound of laughter in the sky.

"Huh-" A figure from far and near, in the blink of an eye, it has entered the mountain and river hall, it is no one else, it is the Dugu Sword Saint, at this moment the Dugu Sword Saint's breath is mellow, the skill is strong, and it has also reached the peak of the Ning Dan Sect Master, compared to the original work, the Dugu Sword Saint who took the blood Bodhi did not run out of oil before reaching the mountain and river hall, but still retained a rather not weak breath.

"Juggernaut, you're here." Xiongba sneered and said: "In the past ten years, I have been preparing for today's battle all the time, and now I am really happy to see you coming, today, let's have a showdown, and see, who is the real number one in the world!" ”

"No. 1 in the world?" Hearing this, Dugu Sword Saint couldn't help but laugh, at this moment, he thought of Nameless, although Nameless's skill was only a step stronger than himself, and he was still at the peak of the Ning Dan Grandmaster Realm, but he had already comprehended the Heavenly Sword, and it was by no means an easy person, not to mention, there was also that even more terrifying Qingkong, which gave him the feeling that it was a terrifying existence that had surpassed the Grandmaster realm.

Shaking his head helplessly, he then said in a deep voice: "Xiongba, today's battle is not for the so-called number one in the world, nor for Wushuang City, but only for myself and my own sword." ”

"Oh? Your sword? Xiongba was puzzled: "What do you mean by this?" ”

Dugu Sword Saint suddenly raised his head, and in his eyes, two sharp rays of light burst out, which fell directly on the body of the male tyrant, and said indifferently: "I only have one sword, whether I win or lose, it is all determined by heaven!" ”

"Only one sword, Sword Master, you can't help but think too highly of yourself!" Xiongba couldn't help but be angry in his mouth: "What do you mean, do you think that the old man can't even catch your sword?" ”

"I can't pick it up, you'll know it later." The Dugu Sword Saint didn't care about the anger of the male tyrant, he groaned slightly, and then a terrifying sword intent suddenly rose from his body, and the people around him burst back, and then, the cold words of the Sword Saint came from his ears: "Holy Spirit Sword Technique, Sword Twenty-Three!" ”