In the world of warriors, strength is above all else.

At the moment when Cheng Wushuang showed his strong strength, the warriors present all 'revealed' a trace of cold sweat on their foreheads, and they didn't dare to despise Cheng Wushuang, let alone say something mocking.

At this moment, the silence of the scene was terrifying, and Duanmu Lianxin and the others, who were hiding in the grass, all felt that this scene was a little depressed, and they could hear the intermittent and faint sound of breathing.

At this time, suddenly several warriors moved.

With a dejected look on their faces, they sighed and walked towards the outside of the ruins, apparently having given up on the bronze coffin.

For a Domain Master Realm martial artist who only had one 'Gate' Dao Intent, just by virtue of a trace of Holy Might, he could knock a martial artist who had comprehended more than ten 'Gate' Dao Intents into the air to a hundred zhang high, and this ability was enough for them to bow their heads and slip away.

With the departure of these warriors, many self-aware warriors also left with a gloomy voice.

Duanmu Yi, who provoked Shan Hu just now, was originally angry when he was repelled by Shan Hu with a sword, and felt very faceless, but when the black-clothed young man appeared on the stage, he knocked Bai Zheng, who was ranked third in Tianjiao, to Baizheng High School with a sword, and he couldn't help but feel that his experience was much better, and he also resisted the gun and retreated.

One after another, people all withdrew, because their abilities could barely compete with the black-clothed young man with a Saint-rank sword weapon, unless they also had a Saint-rank sword weapon, but this was obviously impossible.

Many people felt that Cheng Wushuang had a saint-rank sword weapon, and they all walked towards the ruins of the other ruins of the Ten Thousand Demon Cave, hoping to be a little luckier and dig up the corpses of the Immortal Feather Realm that were buried thousands of years ago and get some benefits.

After a while, only Shan Hu, Cheng Wushuang, Wednesday Jue, Zheng Guo and several sect 'sect' disciples were left on the field.

Shan Hu said coldly at this moment: "Cheng Wushuang! I want to return the last humiliation to you." ”

His gaze was filled with endless anger, and he suddenly changed the sword weapon in his hand and turned it into a cyan 'color' sword weapon.

"You have a holy weapon, and I have it too!" said Shan Hu jokingly.

Cheng Wushuang's eyes flickered, and the identification technique was used, and he found that Shan Hu was actually a medium-grade saint-rank sword weapon in his hand, which must have been obtained in the ruins of other ruins.

"Last time, I let you escape, this time, you will stay in the Ten Thousand Demon Cave forever!" Cheng Wushuang sneered, and the sword weapon in his hand emitted a cold light.

Immediately, the two of them 'clashed' with their swords, and the swords collided together like streamers, and the scene instantly reverberated with sword qi and became dangerous!

Wednesday Jue, Zheng Guo, and those few sect 'sect' disciples were watching this battle from a distance, they actually stayed only to watch this duel, from the momentum of Shan Hu, everyone could feel his hatred for Cheng Wushuang.

Of course, the main reason for these people to stay is because they are sword cultivators, and they have a heart that is extremely persistent in swordsmanship, and Cheng Wushuang's transformation sword realm is a powerful attraction for them.

Cheng Wushuang and Shan Hu 'fought' to fight, and it has already passed fifty swords, and these fifty swords seem to be the two of them warming up, and they don't show a single sword skill, just relying on Dao intent to 'confront'.

For Cheng Wushuang, who has the Transformation Dao Sword Realm, he has an absolute advantage, he has the upper hand, and every sword suppresses the single tiger to the death.

Cheng Wushuang's sword was pointed at the edge, and the artistic conception of the sword qi continued, sometimes turning into an eagle, sometimes turning into a tiger, sometimes ten thousand horses taking off, and many visions made the forehead of the single tiger sweat again and again!

"Cheng Wushuang, come up with real skills!" Shan Hu stabbed out with a sword, the sword intent was majestic, just now he was just testing whether Cheng Wushuang relied on the Dao Sword Realm, with the support of a 'door' Dao intent, and whether he, a martial artist who had already comprehended the sixteen 'doors' Dao intent, could match.

But when he was tempted, he was shocked by Cheng Wushuang's swordsmanship, and the people who reached the Huadao Sword Realm seemed to be like a 'gate' sword technique, and they were extremely violent, and the sword could find flaws in the sword moves.

"Fighting you, if I use my real skills, I will kill you with a sword! Cheng Wushuang grinned and sneered, he was telling the truth, using his true strength, that is, directly offering the Nine Dragons Pan Venerable Ding, with a wisp of divine power and sword qi fusion, he could easily suppress all the domain master realm martial artists.

However, in the eyes of outsiders, this sentence sounds like Huang Mao's arrogant words.

The Wednesday Jue and the others who were watching the battle couldn't help but shake their heads, feeling that this black-clothed young man Cheng Wushuang was really too arrogant, such a person with an arrogant heart, everyone was puzzled in their hearts, how did he cultivate the sword path state of mind to the point of turning into a dao!

"Cheng Wushuang, I'll let you know how powerful I am today!" Shan Hu was completely 'provoked' by Cheng Wushuang's arrogant words, he wanted to see how long Cheng Wushuang could be arrogant under the magic skills he had cultivated?

As soon as the swordsmanship changed, the entire ruins began to diffuse a 'gloomy' and cold aura at this moment.

The source of this breath was a single tiger with red smoke.

I saw that above his hands, after being entangled in smoke, countless bright red ancient magic patterns actually grew.

As the red 'colored' smoke spread all over the body, those ancient magic patterns seemed to be swimming snakes, and along the smoke also spread all over the body, for a while, Shan Hu was all over his body, all of which were ancient magic patterns!

The bloodline power and the star soul power all emerged when the ancient magic pattern appeared! Shan Hu's entire person's aura at this time was extremely huge, making the faces of the three people sink, as if they couldn't imagine that Shan Hu actually had such terrifying power!

After Duanmu Lianxin sensed the aura of power emitted by the scarlet demon pattern, her gaze suddenly changed, she knew about Shan Hu, even if her strength was full, it was only better than her.

But in terms of momentum alone, the single tiger in front of him can already be compared to the momentum exuded by the ancestor of the royal family, and this momentum is no less than the momentum of a half-step domain master realm martial artist!

"It's good! But alas, you're still dead!"

Cheng Wushuang's killing intent has been decided, the last time he let Shan Hu go, this time, he will definitely not let Shan Hu go, he has already determined that Shan Hu has learned a 'door' and its ancient demon secret method, and in just one breath, he has raised his cultivation to the level of the half-step domain master realm!

Wielding the Holy Rank Sword Weapon, Cheng Wushuang no longer stayed, and directly opened the bloodline power, now that he has reached the domain master realm, he naturally will not use the martial arts of the royal rank.

Northern Wraith Sword Showdown!

A soul power surged from the blade of the sword, and Cheng Wushuang stabbed out with a sword, and when he came out of the sword, he had already used the spirit skin metal phase and the three Xuan Divine Flame Method.

The violent momentum suddenly exploded!

The eyes of the people who were watching from a distance shrank, and their whole mouths began to twitch!

Soul skin metallographic!

In their eyes, it is a 'gate' that is not weaker than the Dao Sword Realm, this is a sign of entering the Dao Body of the Human Race, as long as they comprehend a little, even if they touch the edge of the Dao Body!

At this moment, Cheng Wushuang's sword shadow is like rain, and the power of each sword has reached the power of thirty mysterious elephants, plus the increase in sword skills, that kind of strength, so that Shan Hu is 'forced' to retreat again and again, even if he uses the strongest sword skill in Shengping, he can't have the slightest advantage!

Suddenly, Cheng Wushuang's swordsmanship changed, and he unleashed the stacked 'wave' sword qi to slash the seventh sword!

Rumble!

Hearing the roar of sword qi like an explosion, the invincible single tiger, under this Ling Ran's changing sword technique, was actually slashed out by the sword qi that flickered like a star, and the blood mist filled the void, and the magic pattern incarnated by the demon skill suddenly cracked!