Xie Junke was not famous in the past, and almost no one took it to heart, at most he knew that there was such a person. However, the other party's sudden one-handed Mixed Yuan Taiji Sword disrupted everyone's deployment.

It's a tough rival, but it's also very difficult. Because Xie Junke has always been at the bottom of the rankings, if you directly send the strongest up, it is inevitable that some people will laugh at you for making a fuss. But if the strength is slightly inferior, then it can only send food to the other party, so that Xie Junke's strength is getting stronger and stronger, and in the end, it will be even more difficult to provoke.

Changshengdao shot this time with a martial artist whose strength ranked in the middle of the stream, and logically speaking, he should be able to win. But if you look at Xie Junke's previous defeat of Cui Tianming, you can know that things will not be so simple.

"Xie Junke, right, you will definitely lose in my hands, remember my name, my name is ......" Changshengdao appeared on the scene of a tall and thin young man, his body was like a bamboo pole, he looked very weak, and a gust of wind could blow it down. But his tone was not small, and he said very arrogantly.

"Who you are, I'm not interested in knowing. Xie Junke directly interrupted this person's words, and his unhurried words directly choked that person.

"You ......" Before the man could speak, Xie Junke's long sword slammed out, interrupting his words again.

The words were interrupted twice, which made the man a little annoyed and angry, and with a drum of mana, the long sleeves instantly became huge, like a dark cloud, towards Xie Junke.

"I don't know what is dirty between the two factions, but in the case of so many people, this scene is made. Ling Weiyuan looked like he was watching a good show, and stood aside with his hands folded. Some gloating.

When Xie Junke was fighting with Cui Tianming before, he had always taken the strategy of defensive counterattack. This is also the characteristic of the Mixed Yuan Taiji Sword. If the enemy is strong, I am strong. But this matter, his rush attacked. It's not weak. Interlocking and densely connected, seemingly random sword moves, they are used in key places.

The man only felt that he was too weak to resist. The most important thing is that Xie Junke's swordsmanship is not to reach the peak all at once, but like a frog boiled in warm water, increasing his strength little by little, and when he wants to resist with all his might. only to suddenly realize that he had already fallen into a sticky cage.

"Snort. The tip of the sword suddenly stabbed out from a chaotic space, and it couldn't stop pointing at this person's body. "Pump. Xie Junke's body shook, the tip of the sword was withdrawn, and the points of light in the sky disappeared.

"Bang bang bang. "There were countless explosions, mixed with countless blood flowers, and they exploded on that person's body, and in an instant, they were stained with a large area. This time, Xie Junke won more easily. It's like a leisurely stroll.

"Next. Xie Junke kicked the man and kicked him out. This kick was extremely humiliating, and there was a grumpy person on the side of the Immortal Dao, and he was about to rush up directly.

"I'll come. "A person flew out of the path of immortality again. The face is like a ringed eye, the body is burly, but the body is a Taoist robe. It seems a little out of place.

This person's strength should be more powerful than the person just now. But it is also limited. Judging from his appearance, he is definitely a master with a burst of temper. I don't know how to enter the most patient Immortal Dao, and I have become one of the Eight Immortals in the Upper Cave.

"Yellow cart. This person was not verbose, he directly reported his name, and clapped his hands and made a move. The move burst violently, like King Kong's angry eyes, looking at the people of Putuo Temple, it is even more like an Arhat.

Xie Junke didn't talk to him either, the long sword folded slightly, and drew a circle again. His Mixed Yuan Taiji Sword, the last thing he is afraid of is the move of the Yang of the Supreme Force.

"Pounce. Huang Che'er slapped it with one palm, looking like thunder, but when it really took it, it only made a little noise. And his whole palm suddenly became as soft as dough, and the gentle flicking formed a great contrast with his rough appearance.

A black-and-white intertwined Taiji diagram slowly flew around his body. Layer by layer of rotation, one rigid and one soft, one yin and one yang, flow as desired. And at the same time as his palm was slapped, following the rhythm of Xie Junke, he also drew a circle, and the two were almost synchronized.

"It's like a yin and yang hand, but it's not all, it's much more esoteric, and in many ways, it's strikingly similar to Xie Junke's Mixed Yuan Taiji Sword. Ling Weiyuan smiled at first, but then laughed again, "It seems that that legend is true." ”

"What legend?" Cheng Daonan looked at Ling Weiyuan and couldn't help but ask curiously.

"It is rumored that the Taiqing Sect and the Immortal Dao are one, and the ancestor of the Immortal Dao was originally a disciple of the Taiqing Sect, but later for some reason, he set up his own mountain gate and grew up rapidly. It is said that since then, the Taiqing Sect has begun to decline, and because of this, it has formed a great enmity with the Immortal Dao. Ling Weiyuan had always thought it was gossip before, but now it seems that there may really be such a thing.

Xie Junke originally thought that this yellow car was a reckless man, and he could suppress it in the middle of a flip. But I didn't expect that the other party still hid such a hand.

His swordsmanship originally needed to be guided by the situation, and then unloaded layer by layer. And this yellow car, on the contrary, followed his momentum and also turned in circles, which made all his advantages disappear.

The two of you are, you are coming in circles, then I am also coming, you are turning in circles, then I am also in turn. It's like this back and forth, and it's not boring to watch.

Just after the two of them turned around for more than half an hour, the two of them showed a flaw almost at the same time, and when they saw the flaw, they naturally had to seize the opportunity. Xie Junke stabbed out with a sword, and Huang Che'er also took advantage of the situation. The originally calm atmosphere instantly became depressing.

"Bang. Xie Junke's sword light stabbed halfway and suddenly disappeared, and Huang Che'er's palm slapped firmly on Xie Junke's chest.

"Poof. Xie Junke's mouth spat out a mouthful of blood, but there was no trace of frustration on his face, but a trace of pride.

"Ho-ho, you won. Huang Che'er lowered his head, a sharp long sword, I don't know when it had pierced into his lower abdomen, and it was dripping with pale golden blood.

Many loose cultivators looked at the blood greedily, this is the blood of the Eight Immortals in the Upper Cave, if you can take a drop, it can definitely increase your cultivation greatly. Those genius martial artists, which one of them is not piled up with various resources, and there are treasures everywhere in the body.

Huang Che'er was punctured in the lower abdomen, and although he would not die, if he wanted to continue fighting, he would not be able to. Xie Junke won with an injury, which is also cost-effective.

"Whoosh. Once again, a ray of light rose up on his body, not only healing his injuries, but also allowing his cultivation to take another step forward. Now Xie Junke will definitely be much easier to face off against Huang Che'er again. (To be continued.) )