He Xifang urged the qi and blood in his body, making the battle intent burn, and the last trace of fear seemed to have evaporated, he suddenly let out a roar, holding a big sword in both hands, wrapped in white qi, and rushed towards Xiao Qiang fiercely. [No pop-up novel network]

With a buzz, Xiao Qiang's divine sense instantly opened, as if countless of them had escaped from his body, walking through the town, walking through the eight great sword formations under the high platform, and then all the information quickly gathered in his body, making him merge with this side of heaven and earth.

The feeling of being in control of everything arose, Xiao Qiang's eyes burst out with two rays of light, and the sword on his waist was pulled out like lightning, and he slashed out with a sword without any fancy!

Rise with the wind, rise with the momentum, this is the mystery of "Wind Shadow Warriors", and why not the mystery of the sword?!

The white sword light, wrapped in a powerful sword momentum, instantly tore through He Xifang's defense line and roared past He Xifang's body.

He Xifang's eyes suddenly lost their brilliance, from the center of his eyebrows to his lower abdomen, a straight crack opened, and at the same time as blood splattered, the body that rushed forward slipped into half and fell to the ground with a bang!

Dressed in white like snow, Xiao Qiang's long sword was sheathed, without looking at the corpse, and he sat cross-legged on the high platform again, closing his eyes and recuperating.

"Invincible!"

"Invincible!"

More than 3,000 white-clothed disciples drew their swords and stabbed into the sky, letting out an earth-shattering shout, shaking the sky!

When Lu Zhonghe and the others came to the periphery of the high platform with the crowded crowd, the seventh weight of the fifth challenge was once again chopped in half by Xiao Qiang, Xiao Qiang only used one move, only one move!

A group of white-clothed disciples who tried to rush to the high platform to besiege Xiao Qiang were chopped into pulp by the Nine Great Sword Formations on the spot, and after this scene, no one dared to break the rules anymore.

"Invincible!"

"Invincible!"

"Invincible!"

The earth-shattering roar echoed through the square again, shaking everyone's eardrums and buzzing.

Lu Zhonghe and Lu Dongao looked at the nine sword formations that were standing still, and saw that there were countless people converging into the tenth phalanx, the corners of their eyes couldn't help but beat violently, and their gaze at Xiao Qiang became extremely cold.

Lu Zhonghe really couldn't figure it out, what happened to make these two swords so united, even at the expense of opposing the elite disciples, to protect Xiao Qiang here?

What kind of person is he Xiao Qiang, but he is a waste, has anyone looked at him before, will there be two swords that will put him in his eyes, has anyone ever heard of such a person?

Why is he gaining so much appeal now?

What made Lu Zhonghe even more puzzled was that judging from Xiao Qiang's shot just now, it was obvious that Xiao Qiang was already the seventh in the Gangwu Realm.

How long has it been since he progressed from third to seventh?

When Lu Zhonghe was thinking wildly, beside him, Lu Dongao's fighting intent burned fiercely, almost unstoppable, and his fists were clenched tightly.

Take a look, look at the fanatical and adoring eyes of the disciples of the sword array, the momentum of slaughter, and the determination of the warrior to die for his confidant!

Who doesn't want to be admired by thousands of people, who doesn't want to have a group of fanatical and loyal subordinates, who doesn't want to stand on a high platform and become a real king?!

How can Xiao Qiang be worthy of their worship in this way? The person standing on the high platform should be me, it is me Lu Dongao, I am the strongest and the seventh heavy!

Lu Dongao kept roaring in his heart, his eyes were red, and he couldn't help but stride forward.

Lu Zhonghe was taken aback, but after thinking about it, with Lu Dongao's strength, it should be easy to deal with Xiao Qiang.

His cousin can be said to be an outlier in the Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion, every time he encounters a bottleneck, he will go down the mountain to kill horse thieves, kill mountain thieves, and advance himself through crazy killing.

Aside from the cultivation level, Lu Dongao's combat experience is much richer than that of other disciples, and of course there are many means.

As early as a year ago, he was called the strongest seventh heavy, and now he is only one step away from the final breakthrough, and after the **** at the end of the year, he can become an elite disciple of Shui Ling Peak.

Even though Xiao Qiang has advanced to the seventh level by leaps and bounds, but the battle realm is there after all, and the foundation will not be too solid, and he can't compare to Lu Dongao, who has experienced a hundred battles, because Lu Dongao is the strongest seventh layer that deserves to be!

It's okay, let the strongest and seventh Dongao clean up this guy who doesn't know whether to live or die, and save me some trouble!

Lu Zhonghe thought and threw a vicious gaze towards Xiao Qiang.

On the high platform, Xiao Qiang, who was sitting cross-legged, seemed to feel something, opened his eyes, and looked at Lu Zhonghe with a sharp gaze.

Lu Zhonghe's face was spicy, and he met Xiao Qiang's gaze, and the murderous aura in his body was irrepressibly stimulated.

The coercion of the master of the Yunling Realm made the sword array instantly quiet, and the white-clothed disciples showed surprise when they saw Lu Zhonghe in a silver shirt.

They had long expected that the elite disciples would make a move, and they were prepared for the worst, but they didn't expect the elite disciples to lose their breath so quickly.

The passage in the center of the two sword formations was like a strict canyon, Lu Zhonghe followed Lu Dongao, walking forward, the closer he was to Xiao Qiang, the deeper the hatred in his heart, it seemed that the person who was almost killed that day was himself and not Xiao Qiang.

At the end of the sword array passage, Cui Dameng flashed out, stood in the center, and said in a loud voice: "Things are in order, which of the two will challenge Brother Qiang first?!"

Lu Dongao stopped, his eyes widened, and he suddenly let out a disdainful sneer: "Cui Dameng?!"

Cui Da glared at Lu Dongao fiercely, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he said loudly: "Whoever challenges Brother Qiang first will pass!"

Lu Dongao saw that his former subordinates did not take care of him, he was angry, and sneered: "Brother Qiang, isn't it just a waste Xiao Qiang, standing on a high platform, he really regards himself as a character!"

Cui Dameng said expressionlessly: "Whoever challenges Brother Qiang first can pass, otherwise there will be no mercy!"

"No mercy!"

The white-clothed disciples of the two sword formations drew their swords one after another, looking at Lu Dongao and Lu Zhonghe with cold eyes, and the hand holding the sword was extremely firm!

Lu Zhonghe suddenly changed color, the tyrannical murderous aura in his body erupted, and an unprecedented sense of humiliation hit him one after another, almost making him lose his mind.

A group of disciples in the outer room, who are not even worthy of lifting my shoes on weekdays, dare to draw their swords from me today!

Lu Zhonghe tried his best to calm himself down, he had no doubt that as long as he acted rashly, these fanatical two swords would definitely attack him without hesitation, even if he was strong, it would be impossible to fight against so many people.

When he saw that there were hundreds of archers under the high platform who were aiming at him with demon-breaking arrows, the last trace of resistance was completely dispelled.

Lu Zhonghe's face was flushed, his expression was angry, he showed weakness in front of the disciples in the outer room, he refused to die, but if he wanted to challenge Xiao Qiang as an elite disciple, how could he be embarrassed?

Just when Lu Zhonghe was in a dilemma, Lu Dongao broke out.

"Cui Dameng, you are just a dog under Xiao Qiang, haven't you been abused enough by me before, what qualifications do you have to stand in front of me?!" Lu Dongao roared angrily, and punched Cui Da who was blocking in front of him.

Caught off guard, Cui Da violently urged the body protection qi, bent his arms, and moved forward, like a shield in his chest.

With a bang, Lu Dongao's iron fist hit his arms, and Cui Dameng's huge body slid backwards against the ground, and it was a full seven or eight meters before stopping.

Cui Dameng's eyes widened in anger, he breathed violently, a sharp pain came from his chest, and he fell to the ground on one knee with a pop, blood gushing out of his mouth and spreading over his thick beard.

Lu Dongao withdrew his fist, a hint of pride flashed in his eyes, and then he raised his head and looked at Xiao Qiang on the high platform defiantly.

The disciples of the two sword formations showed angry expressions, and they all looked at Cui Dameng, as long as Brother Dameng gave an order, everyone would rush forward and pierce these two guys through their hearts.

At this moment, Xiao Qiang's cold voice floated over: "Da Meng, since he wants to die, let him come, after killing him, I will make a break with Lu Zhonghe!"

"It's up to you?!" Lu Dongao sneered, strode past Cui Dameng's side, came to the high platform, and jumped on the high platform with a beautiful leap.

Lu Dongao stood on the high platform, overlooking the Nine Great Sword Formations, and couldn't help but feel agitated, and he had already begun to imagine the picture of thousands of people worshipping in his mind.

Lu Dongao turned to glare at Xiao Qiang and sneered: "Xiao Qiang, what is your intention in inciting the white-clothed disciples to fight against the elite disciples?!"

Xiao Qiang smiled dumbly: "Another guy who claims to be a righteous person, what do I mean, what do you say?"

"Fight for justice!"

"Fight for dignity!"

The white-clothed disciples of the Nine Great Sword Formations roared in unison, and the blue-clothed disciples on the periphery also let out hysterical roars, and the four peaks of the Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion and even the Ice Ruler Peak of the General Altar all trembled in this huge wave!

Lu Dongao was shocked when he saw everyone working together so much, and he hated Xiao Qiang more and more, as if it was originally his beloved, but it was snatched and stolen by others.

Lu Dongao said in a deep voice: "Xiao Qiang, I, Lu Dongao, a disciple of the outer chamber of Shui Ling Peak, challenge you!"

"Accept the challenge!" Xiao Qiang took a step forward and said quietly, "If you don't follow the rules and hurt Da Meng, I will let you die an ugly death!"

As soon as the words fell, a cold and tyrannical murderous aura spread from Xiao Qiang's feet, enveloping the entire high platform in an instant.

Lu Dongao smiled contemptuously, competitive, and unscrupulously urged the murderous aura in his body, trying to overwhelm Xiao Qiang's momentum.

Lu Dongao has killed countless people, he has absolute confidence to overwhelm Xiao Qiang in momentum, Xiao Qiang in his eyes, even if he has the seventh strength, is just a grandstanding clown!

However, what he didn't expect was that no matter how much he urged the murderous aura, he couldn't shake Xiao Qiang, and his momentum began to collapse instead, like ice and snow under the scorching sun, disappearing out of thin air!

The incomparable murderous aura squeezed towards Lu Dongao from all directions, making his strict mental defense finally bloom a crack, and a trace of fear breeded, spreading and growing like a madweed, and his fighting spirit began to waver!

How could it be, how could he have such a powerful murderous aura and such a powerful momentum?!