The three campuses are 10,000 meters above the sky.

"Impact Realm?"

Seeing the sword saint sitting cross-legged in the ice blue light mirror in front of him, taking the "Peach" to impact the realm with all his might, Fang Yi's sword eyebrows raised slightly: "It's a good choice!" ”

Fang Yi wanted to see the Sword Saint's earth-destroying "Sword Twenty-Three Style" under the Fengyun plane.

Fang Yi, who saw the original work, knew that the "Sword Twenty-Three Style" of the Sword Master was actually a move "Sword of the Yuan God".

In the original work, the sword master and the male tyrant fought, and the original god was out of the body, which can be described as destroying the world.

Physical attacks naturally can't hurt the Sword Saint, if it weren't for Bu Jingyun's unintentional destruction of the Sword Saint Dugu Sword's body, the male tyrant would probably have fallen.

Of course, Fang Yi also knew that the Sword Master would also fall, because at that time, the Sword Master had run out of oil, and he used all his life force to launch the last form of the Holy Spirit Sword Technique, "Sword Twenty-Three".

The reason why the Sword Saint will fall is that his longevity is not much, and he can't support the "Sword Twenty-Three Style", and now the Sword Saint is taking the peach to impact the realm and increase the longevity of one Jiazi, Fang Yi is a little looking forward to it.

"Laughing senior, do you guess who will win between Sword Saint and Ye Gucheng?"

In the crowd of onlookers, Nameless looked at the Sword Saint who was sitting cross-legged and attacking the realm with all his might, looked at the smile beside him, and said softly.

Although Nameless had been to the Ten Thousand Realms Cultivation City, he had never seen Ye Gucheng make a move, and he couldn't guess whether the Sword Saint who took the peach and increased his strength for a hundred years could win against Ye Gucheng.

"I don't know."

Xiao San shook his head, he had also never seen Ye Gucheng make a move.

It's just that I heard that Ye Gucheng is a four-star peak realm, and he doesn't know Ye Gucheng's specific combat power.

However, he could know that Ye Gucheng was very strong, and he knew this from the last defeat at the hands of the Xiongba.

His realm was higher than Xiongba's at that time, but he was still abused into a dog by Xiongba.

"Evil Emperor, most of the most valuable treasures in our world have fallen into the hands of the Tyrant."

On the other side, the fat-headed and big-eared Third Pig Emperor looked at the First Evil Emperor beside him with a wry smile.

They also bought an illustrated book about the treasures of their plane from the Ten Thousand Realms Cultivation City, but the most valuable treasures in the illustrated book basically fell into the hands of the heroes.

The fire unicorn of Lingyun Cave, they knew that they were subdued by the city lord, and the four major divine stones, except for Meng Bo at the bottom of the West Lake, the other three divine stones were sold by Xiongba.

Every time they go one step late, Meng Bo is extremely important, and even a hero like Xiongba doesn't dare to take it, let alone them.

And the most valuable item, they just guessed what it was, and when they went to ask the city lord for help, they learned that the tomb of the first emperor was patronized by the hero.

This made the Third Pig Emperor and the First Evil Emperor so depressed that they vomited blood.

The third Pig Emperor was depressed, he and Xiongba got the Ten Thousand Realms Invitation Card at the same time, and Xiongba easily became the rich man of the Ten Thousand Realms Cultivation City.

And he could only take the First Evil Emperor to the inaccessible mountains and forests to collect medicine and mine.

"yes!"

The First Evil Emperor's eyes narrowed slightly, and he shook his head.

While everyone was waiting quietly, time passed quietly.

In the blink of an eye, half an hour passed.

The forces of Wushuang City looked nervously at the Sword Saint who was getting stronger and stronger.

During this half an hour, no one dared to make a noise to disturb the Sword Saint Dugu Sword breakthrough.

The reason for this battle was that the mysterious Lord of the Ten Thousand Worlds Cultivation City agreed.

Rumble~

Suddenly, an extremely strong momentum emerged from the sword master who was sitting cross-legged.

I saw that the Sword Saint's Sword Saint's clothes were blown to a whirl, his hair was flying, and the earth-shattering sword momentum surged out from the Sword Saint's body, sweeping out in all directions.

And the sky above the head of the Sword Master changed color, the sky suddenly became dark, and the oppressive aura permeated the heavens and the earth.

Moan, groan, groan~

Suddenly, among the crowd of onlookers, many swords automatically flew to the ground, and the tip of the sword pointed at the Sword Master, trembling.

The sound of sword groans lingered in the three campuses.

The sword is screaming, and it is surrendering!

It seems to worship the king of the sword!

Not only the Tianxia Society, but all the swords in the Fengyun Plane automatically flew to the ground, and the direction pointed by the tip of the sword was exactly where the Tianxia Society was located.

The sword is worshipping the birth of their king.

"Have you comprehended the peerless swordsmanship, it's getting more and more interesting!"

Ye Gucheng held the trembling sword at his waist with his right hand, and looked at the sword saint sitting cross-legged, his eyes lit up, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

Such a sword saint is worth his shot, Ye Gucheng's heart, the battle intent is burning, his sword is eager for an opponent, his desire to fight.

Among the crowd of onlookers.

"Such a domineering sword intent, I really want to fight with him."

The white-clothed Ximen Fuxue looked at the Sword Saint sitting cross-legged with indifferent eyes, and muttered softly.

There was also a burning intent in his eyes.

"Simon, you can't bear it anymore!"

Lu Xiaofeng glanced at Ximen blowing snow.

Ximen Chuixue bowed slightly, for a militant like him, when he met a peerless swordsman, he naturally wanted to have a fight.

In the 10,000-meter-high altitude of the three campuses.

Fang Yi overlooked the Sword Saint below, and his sword eyebrows raised slightly: "In the middle of the four-star period, and comprehending the twenty-third form of the Holy Spirit Sword Technique, this seat is still a little looking forward to it." ”

Fang Yi knew that the Sword Saint had comprehended the twenty-third form of the Holy Spirit Sword Technique.

The forces of Wushuang City were happy when they saw the Sword Saint like this.

Swish~

At this moment, the Sword Master suddenly opened his eyes, and two invisible sword rays flashed in his pupils, if you look closely, you will find that there are two small sword shapes in the pupils of the Sword Master, fierce and domineering!

To everyone's shock, the Sword Master's face became dozens of years younger, and even his silver hair turned jet black.

Juggernaut slowly got up.

As the Sword Master got up, the earth-shattering vision above his head vanished.

"Your Excellency has been waiting for a long time."

Sword Saint Dugu Jian arched his hand at the white-clothed Shengxue, the robe stood upright, and the arrogant and cold Ye Gucheng arched his hand.

"It's okay, are you ready?"

Ye Gucheng said lightly.

"Ready to fight!"

Juggernaut laughed.

His meaning was already obvious and ready.

"That's good!"

Ye Gucheng bowed slightly, and then pulled out the saber at his waist, and gently stroked the silver-white sword body, like stroking his lover.

No, for someone like Ye Gucheng, it is his lover.

"This sword is cast by overseas cold iron elites, blowing hair and breaking hair, the blade of the sword is three feet three, and the net weight is six catties and four taels."

Ye Gucheng held the Feihong Sword in his right hand, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the Sword Saint Dugu Sword, and said indifferently.

Ye Gucheng itself has reached the realm of the unity of man and sword, man is a sword, a sword is a man, and there is no sword to have the attainment of a sword.

There were many divine swords in the Ten Thousand Realms Cultivation City, but the Feihong Sword had been with him for so long, he was reluctant to change them.

Ye Gucheng even thought about finding precious ores to integrate into the Feihong Sword in the future to improve the quality of the Feihong Sword.

At this time, Ye Gucheng was arrogant and indifferent, like an iceberg snow lotus on a distant mountain.

Sword Saint Dugu Jian was slightly stunned when he heard Ye Gucheng's opening remarks.

At the same time, the battle intent in the eyes of the sword master was burning, and the sword qi on his body was surging, he was a peerless swordsman, and he naturally knew that a peerless swordsman knew the quality of his beloved sword well.

Damn,,!

When the natives of the Fengyun plane heard Ye Gucheng's words, their faces were confused, and they were so high.

Most of the people in the Ten Thousand Realms Cultivation City were indifferent, because they had participated in the first Ten Thousand Realms Martial Arts Conference and had already heard what Ye Gucheng said.

Even, they still use it often in private, and they have long been used to it.

Even Xiongba was a little confused, Xiongba only entered the Ten Thousand Realms Cultivation City after the Ten Thousand Realms Martial Arts Conference, and he naturally hadn't heard such a compelling sentence from Ye Gucheng.

Xiongba even thought that after going back, he would measure and weigh his Jinhuang knife, and say this when he started with others in the future.

"Ordinary people, I only need one sword, I don't know how many swords you can block me after breaking through?"

Ye Gucheng looked at the Sword Saint Dugu Sword and said lightly.

Even if the Sword Saint Dugu Sword cultivation broke through the four-star mid-stage, even the Sword Saint Dugu Sword's swordsmanship also broke through.

Ye Gucheng's sword is not afraid, and people are even more afraid.

"In that case, let's decide the winner."

Sword Saint Dugu Jian heard this, his eyes narrowed slightly, he didn't doubt that Ye Gucheng said big words: "This is the sword style I just comprehended, Sword Twenty-three, please give me advice!" ”

Rumble~

After speaking, the Sword Saint Dugu Sword was shocked, and the wind suddenly surged, and in an instant, the bluestone floor under him was cut into countless pieces.

At the same time, a transparent phantom flew out of the Sword Saint's body, flashing towards Ye Gucheng with the aura of annihilation.

Strangely, Juggernaut stood motionless.

Twenty-three swords out!

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