He is a pure swordsman, except for cheapness, he hardly knows any other weapons, not even secret weapons, on top of boxing, he didn't learn anything "Heavenly Demon Disintegration Dafa", only scribbled to learn a few tricks of the Shengyang faction's palm technique, can form a boiling high-heat station flow, it is already his limit, and this kind of boiling, impactful battle flow, and his sword is completely contrary to his sword, almost equivalent to the relationship between Taixing medical skills and the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Dafa, when you use one, you can't use the other.

It's just that he also looks a bit embarrassed at the end of the road, there is no ice armor on the moon-white robe, and the flesh and blood body are facing the torrential rain of sword flow and sword momentum, and in his hand, there is only a bone that will be shattered when it touches a metal piece, although the tip of this bone is very sharp, but the strength of the bone itself determines that it cannot be too long, at least it cannot grow too much than the broken sword in Wang Shenhai's hand.

The power of the Rainstorm Alluring City Sword Technique has been fully unfolded, and the trajectory of the hideous and curved long sword has all become, a semi-condensed ice sword blade, driven by the current of business forms, from any imaginable angle, towards a Xuanzi, and it is about to engulf him. Yu Xianzhong didn't have any protection at this time, except for a bone sword in his hand, which shattered at the slightest touch, and there was nothing else that could be called a weapon. The only sword, the standard long sword with the tip cut off, smashed into Wang Shenhai's forehead like a javelin at this time.

After all, you are still the same as before, and you have not made any progress, and I don't know that you have been out there for a few years, and you are so arrogant?" Wang Shenhai Feng sent out a few sword lights, and the broken sword that Yixuanzi ate was removed, but it was these additional sword lights that destroyed the originally mellow and seamless rainstorm alluring sword flow, and among the rainstorm-like sword lights, an oval-shaped gap suddenly appeared, and a few sparse ice swords on the gap held a metal broken sword, making a light jingling sound, and at this moment, a thin gray shadow, with a Xuanzi's blow like a fairy's straight stab, easily drilled into the gap, and went straight to Wang Shenhai's forehead。

As soon as Xuanzi had already drawn his sword, and even when the gray sword path was about to hit Wang Shenhai, who had not even found that he had been sneak attacked, an unimaginable monstrous coercion erupted, and a gray-blue ice light roared to completely engulf the entire ring, and even crossed the edge of history and spread from all sides. The dense gray-blue ice sword pierced out from the rapidly condensing ice light, forming a new cold ice jungle, and the entire ring, including the four judges on the four sides of the ring, all turned into gray ice sculptures in an instant.

The wind howled weakly, and the gray ancient sword turned into a blue ice sword, almost condensed into a real ice sword like the king conjured a weapon. In this world, only Wang Jue can condense weapons casually, and all black-form weapons still show fragile characteristics when facing real weapons, so there is no such possibility for a meal: a swordsman or a boxer can condense a weapon with ice.

But the scene in front of him has almost become a reality, the glowing blizzard in Yixuanzi's hand has almost condensed into a huge two-handed heavy sword, but it is not a real sword, it is just a sword, a sword that is almost extinct in the rivers and lakes.

Yi Xuanzi only proved his identity as a disciple of the Iron Sword Sect at this time, because the sword light it condensed was wide and heavy, and it did not have the sharpness and lightness of Wan Jian Xin at all. The huge sword light, like some kind of high-energy weapon, above the head of Wang Shenghai, who redid the dish, saw that a cranial shattering, the tragedy of the young master being brutally dismembered was about to happen, my daughter-in-law, you hang it over and drink it together, the gathered yin wind, this yin wind turned into a palm, countless snow flakes, condensed into a cold ice colossus, for the blue giant sword slammed hard, only to hear a fierce and incomparably crisp sound of the glass being detonated by a bomb. The sword shattered, and the ice giant palm also shattered, directly turning into a swirling blizzard.

At this moment, all the people who were watching the battle, including those masters of the Great Inner Sea, including the disciples of the Iron Palm Gang who were hiding everywhere, all changed their faces. Yi Xuanzi's sword light and explosive killing force are nothing, what is really terrifying is the action of his sword, or the sword momentum that he is slowly retracting at this time.

"It is. ......?!!!" Wang Shenhai, who was saved by that huge icy palm, had already realized what was happening at this time, and he had been completely cooled from the inside out by his cold sweat.

"That's right, this is the basic skill that everyone must practice in the Temple of Civilization, "Guanlan Sword Technique". Li Xuan only felt that the anger in his heart slowly subsided, replaced by a faint sense of pride, he didn't know what was about to happen, but he knew that he had already won.

Swordsman competition, if one side needs the referee to take action to save his life, then this swordsman goodbye, someone has been killed on the Internet. The circle of swordsmen is actually very cruel, if a swordsman loses once, then unless he puts in twice as much effort as before, desperately cultivates and catches up with madness, plus a little bit of God-given luck and understanding to catch up with the opponent, otherwise he will always live in the shadow of the opponent, because when he cultivates hard, the person who can defeat him cannot lie down and rest, but work harder than him.

Wang Shenhai lost to Yixuanzi this time, and he lost the opportunity to surpass Yixuanzi. Because Yu Xuanzi is just a righteous swordsman, he spends most of the day pondering how to make his swordsmanship better, and Wang Shenhai is a member of the court who worships the five grades, even when it is the quietest and most peaceful, there are endless banquets, how can he have time to seriously cultivate?

One wrong step, one wrong step. Wang Shenhai felt the most terrifying sense of helplessness at this moment, he knew that the Xuanzi in front of him, no matter how hard he worked for 100 years, he would not be able to surpass Wan Jianxin, and this poor child who would never be able to catch up with Wan Jianxin had completely surpassed him Wang Shenhai in the critical field of swordsmanship.

In the face of a Xuanzi and still needs the escort of the masters of Ouchi, what about the face of Wan Jianxin?

Wang Shenhai didn't dare to think about it, but he had to think about it, because he already knew that at least Wan Jianxin regarded everyone in the current Divine Sword Alliance as an enemy who would be killed in this life. Regardless of whether Wang Shenhai is the so-called number one young master in the world, and whether Wan Jianxin regards the name of the world's number one young master as one thing, he Wang Shenhai must face such a terrifying enemy, unless he really lets go of everything, escapes to the mountains, and becomes a secret disciple who secretly inherits swordsmanship.

However, that was not a decision that Wang Shenhai, who was accustomed to enjoying glory and wealth, could make.

The team that hugged each other, such as clouds and streams of beautiful maidservants, the rich money sent down every year, and most importantly, the privilege of showing off their might and oppressing the people, as well as the irreplaceable satisfaction brought by this characteristic, had already kidnapped Wang Shenhai's soul and body together, and had already become the most indispensable core part of his life, otherwise with his timid and kind character, he would have learned Wan Jianxin a long time ago, and left his master on a dark and windy night in a certain moon, and fled thousands of miles away.

No matter how many plans and determinations Wang Shenhai had in his mind, no matter how clearly he could see the whole situation, he could not make another choice, he could only be coerced by fate and float into the unknowable abyss.

After being rescued by the master of Ouchi, Wang Shenhai's whole person was completely stunned, his face was red and white, and the hand holding the sword was trembling fiercely, and he no longer had the slightest brainpower to think of any way to deal with the huge embarrassment and shame in front of him, and on the other side of him, Yixuanzi, who was stopped by the master of Peking University, also seemed to have completely lost his square inch, and stood there a little at a loss.

"What is this?" Ichigenko turned his head and asked the Ouchi master.

"Draw. The voice of the master Ouchi was full of spicy arrogance, and there was a provocation that could not be hidden, and this middle-aged man seemed to want Yi Xuanzi to jump up in anger and have a duel with him, a genuine master of the way, so that he would have a reason to kill this kid easily.

The master of Ouchi is 100% sure that at this moment, most of the demons in Zhaotong Chengguan can't wait to annihilate the Civilization Temple, and there is no other reason than because even a small soldier like Yi Xuanzi has learned the "Guanlan" that is really valuable in the swordsmanship.

There are really very few people in this world who can learn "Guanlan", and those who can resist it and others are also rare, and the balance of Dao and Demon, which was originally dominated by the Demon Dao, disappeared after that moment.

However, there must be a small number of people among them who can still maintain a minimum of sanity, and the blood lesson of the last Dao Demon War that almost caused the Divine Skill Civilization to fall will not be forgotten by the people of the world so quickly.

The middle-aged man obviously did not belong to this part of the people, and he was still eagerly looking forward to the "Civilization Temple", a rebel force from Gusu City, being besieged by all the boxers in the world, and being destroyed on the spot in this Tongshen Pavilion. Not everyone in this world who has achieved magic has experienced the forbidden spell bombardment of Blood Yang City and Pershing City, and has experienced the horror of magic imminence. There are many people who don't think about the name Silver Dust.

Yixuanzi looked at the provocative face of the master of Ouchi, and could only shake his head and smile bitterly: "A draw is a draw, it's good." As he spoke, he bowed his hand to the middle-aged man in a very regular manner, and was courteous and thoughtful.

Seeing that he was so worried about the success or failure of the victory, the big man was a little helpless. originally thought that he was just a mountain and wild Diao Min (his ordinary clothes were indeed very mountain and wild Diao people, and he couldn't find a piece of beautiful jade on his body), he reached the holy level at a young age, he must be short-sighted and the type of young man, and he must be a master who can only win and not lose, not to mention, let him lose to a person who is lower than his realm. The master of Ouchi originally expected that Yixuanzi would not admit defeat easily, especially if he couldn't stand this kind of outsider meddling, and he would interfere with the result of the competition if he spoiled the sky, unreasonable, and aggrieved way of admitting defeat, so as to provoke his anger and argue with himself, and then he relied on the identity of the master of Ouchi to suppress it with a full house of demonic friends, and he was bound to give the small team of dozens of people in the Temple of Civilization a big ugly, but he didn't expect the kid to really endure it like this.

The master of Ouchi knows very well that between the demons, the draw is just a literary and artistic way of admitting defeat. On the rivers and lakes, everyone only competes for the first place and ignores the second, so that a young and promising swordsman like Yixuanzi admits to a tie with a person whose realm is not as good as his own, which is a great shame.

The master of Ouchi knew in his heart that if he did this to Liang Yunfeng or Du Chuanchang, he would definitely not live for three minutes, Liang Yunfeng's power and Du Chuanchang's holy medicine could immediately cause a catastrophe, but the person in front of him seemed to have neither power nor poison.

The master of Ouchi was stunned for a second or two before he reacted, and he could only smile kindly, scolded fiercely in his heart, and returned the salute to Yixuanzi: "Thank you Childe for giving face, if you draw, please try the next one." ”

"No need, I'm just here to explore the direction of the wind, I've heard for a long time that the eldest prince's swordsmanship is amazing, and I can see it today, at least I have no regrets this year." Accept and concede, in the next game, I won't be ugly as soon as I am a son. Yixuanzi smiled after speaking, turned around in a dashing manner, and walked off the stage in a dashing manner.

The Ouchi master stared at his back, a trace of dark solemnity flashed in his eyes, and he could feel that the Civilization Temple seemed to be very deep.

"What the hell do they want? If there is one less place to compete for the list of young masters, then the sect list will be greatly disadvantaged. The middle-aged man pondered to himself, he is actually the eyes and half of the brain of the Yue Emperor, responsible for observing and analyzing the situation of the entire rivers and lakes for the Yue Emperor, and the grand event of the White Dragon List has an irreplaceable role in the imperial court to grasp the trends of the rivers and lakes and the people's hearts.

Yixuanzi walked off the field with some shaking, as if suddenly his eyesight was not enough, and groped to sit down beside Wan Jianxin. His staggering appearance seemed to outsiders to be prostration, but in fact, many lines of golden words fluttered in front of my eyes, obscuring my vision.

"All my colleagues in the Civilization Temple, as the sect master, I understand it, but I don't quite agree with your idea of wanting to justify the righteous path on the White Dragon List. Of course, as Wan Jianxin said, we have reached the point of life and death on the righteous path, if the white dragon list can have the name of my righteous path and suppress the pavilion road demon path, then the right path in the world can also prove that evil is not suppressed is the supreme principle of heaven and earth, if there is no name on the list. I was succeeded by the devil, and yesterday I was told to see my righteous path, and there was no hope. The hearts of the people in the world are all lost by the devil. Heaven and earth are not benevolent, living beings are self-extinguished, there is no faith, there is nothing to insist on, there is no insistence, and there is no taboo, all the ugly demons of human nature can be swaggered through the market, King Teng is above the court, rampant in the rivers and lakes, and reckless in the market. Buy and eat women, feed beasts with mothers, collapse and happiness, everyone strives to be a slave, be proud of betraying the country and ancestors, be ashamed of the country and the people, do the civilization of the Central Plains, and the world's miracles, will be extinct. In my opinion, this statement is not alarmist, but a real crisis, just as now, the winter has arrived, and the demonic heroes still ignore the people's strength, and go to thousands of people to build cities outdoors, not to mention the luxury of palaces, profiteers and evil merchants, still hoarding Juqi, driving up the market price of rice and grain, and forcing the people to sell their wives and daughters to human teeth in exchange for a full meal, or a good night's sleep. What's more, selling his brothers as medicine slaves for the Ten Thousand Demon Gate Poison Dragon Sect and the like to test medicines, all kinds of tragedies, and so on. It is for the friendship of the father and son of the monarch and the minister, and the kindness of the husband and wife and the brother, all of which die out with the faith of the Tao. When the right path fails, the people of the world will no longer believe in the hope of so-called fairness and justice. The scholars of the world will be completely ruled by the great talent slaves, and the boxers of the world will also be completely reduced to the minions of the slaves of Jianzhou. Your colleagues can see this, and spontaneously organize themselves to form a temple of civilization on the right path, ask for the lives of the people of the world, fight for the justice of the world, and challenge the white dragon list under the shady curtain with the determination to die. You have also seen that Yixuanzi had already won, but because of those four masters of the way, he could only end in a draw, and this is only the first time, and no one can guarantee that the next time I will not be forced to admit defeat directly. Therefore, in my opinion, it is better to destroy the list than to win the list, if it cannot be slandered, then the entire puppet dynasty and puppet emperor of Ying Tianfu will be destroyed together. Anyway, now that Mr. Zhao Guangyi has ascended the throne and succeeded to the throne, the land selection system is imperative, and all the people in the world who enslave others regard our citizens as the emperor as a flood beast, smear and slander for no reason, and even frame him, which will follow one after another in the near future. Since these talented and slave Muyang dogs regard us as enemies and can use all legitimate or improper means to suppress and bully them, then we should cooperate and strive for their approval? It is better to directly eliminate them physically. Colleagues, perhaps as a traditional swordsman, to the rivers and lakes morality as the priority, or hope to do things according to the rules, this is very gratifying, because cheering keep this in mind at the same time, but also will set an example, with us to open up a world, then the rules and order, will be deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and my civilization code, echoing from afar, this is the right way based on the foundation of the world. But in today's situation, they can't let me wait to do things according to the rules, since they can, force a Xuanzi to play in a draw, they can also let Wan Jianxin or me lose to someone inexplicably, anyway, the rules are in their hands, they can change how they want, we have no right to defend at all, and our voice will not reach the general public in the world. Therefore, instead of us cheering for the White Dragon List, it is better to directly take the White Dragon List to worship the heavens, although you are only forty people, but if I, the mage, can sincerely cooperate with you Jinke, 40 people will be enough to destroy Ying Tianfu. Therefore, don't take any chances, don't have any conflicts with the so-called Ouchi masters, and even if possible, don't participate in any more competitions, don't do anything in vain—"

"But Silver Dust, that White Dragon List is a holy weapon, do you have a way to capture it or destroy it? Although you can create a holy weapon, but—in the thousands of years of civilization, there has never been a holy weapon that can be destroyed. ”（）