On the guillotine, blood rises and falls. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Under the murderous sword, the domineering young man stood on the platform with an eighteen zhang Fang Tian painting halberd in his hand, waiting for the opponent to come.

Suddenly, the north wind blew, driving the cold light everywhere, and the people were full of excitement.

I saw that on the trail, a young man wearing a hidden dragon suit, holding a three-foot green peak, rose to the sky in the cold light, and walked over.

Seeing that the two sides of the competition were present, the outer disciples who came to watch Gu were gasping and silent, waiting for the start of the death match.

"Now that both sides are here, let's get started!"

Wang Jian, the elder of the Criminal Law Hall, yawned, looked at the two people on the platform, the corners of his mouth moved, and said secretly, what an unconscious boy, not long after entering the outer gate, he dared to challenge the master on the outer gate list, and the future was terrifying.

"Jiang Feng, you dared to come, but it was beyond my expectations. ”

Wang Batianxia looked at Jiang Feng with contempt, looked at the ordinary young man in a hidden dragon suit, and said sarcastically.

"Unexpectedly?"

Jiang Feng laughed, raised the long sword in his hand, and lay in the air, swallowing the cold light, and said proudly: "It's up to you, you are not qualified!"

The sudden wild words not only made Wang Ba Tianxia stunned, but also made everyone watching the battle in an uproar, revealing a look of consternation.

Wang Jian, who was sitting next to the stage, was even more eye-catching, and a divine thought scanned back and forth on Jiang Feng's body, wanting to find out what hole cards Jiang Feng had, and daring to say such wild words.

Wang Batianxia is a master on the list of outer gates, and the momentum on his body has the iron blood and majesty of a strong man, like a deep mountain and a secluded pool, unable to see the roots, giving people a kind of chill like an abyss.

Stepping forward, Fang Tian's halberd followed, and the entire guillotine seemed to tremble with the power of the earth, and the dust splashed.

Feeling the violent power of Wang Batianxia's body, Jiang Feng's eyes flashed with a solemn color, and at the same time, he had an unspeakable disgust for Wang Jian's detection.

It's as if all his heels and all his backgrounds have been seen through one by one.

"There are masters peeping in the dark. ”

As soon as his mind moved, Jiang Feng secretly became vigilant, trying not to reveal the kind of demonic intent that the Divine Elephant Prison Suppression Strength carried, so as not to be killed by the strong man in the dark.

After thinking about it, Wang Batianxia had already made a move, Fang Tian painted the halberd Hengtian and slashed it, with unstoppable force, bombarding it, setting off a monstrous wave, crushing layers of air, and even making the air burst into a burst of thunderous sparks, which was extremely terrifying.

I didn't have time to think about it, the three-foot Qingfeng in Jiang Feng's hand flashed, and the autumn wind sword technique was unleashed, and the sword light flickered, as if there was an infinite sword qi erupting.

The phantom moon footwork operates, one step and three retreats, decreasing layer by layer, and wears out unparalleled strength.

Qingfeng roared, evolving the autumn wind, and the sun and moon intercepted and killed.

The autumn wind seems to be blowing more urgently, wilder, and stronger at this moment.

It seems to have the meaning of the autumn wind sweeping the world.

The Autumn Wind Sword Technique of the Consummation Level is no longer comparable to the ordinary Autumn Wind Sword Technique, sending and receiving is like a heart, and the power has skyrocketed by as much as three times, and it has a mellow and flawless meaning.

"Consummation-level Autumn Wind Sword Technique?"

Seeing Jiang Feng easily take his thunderous blow, Wang Batian's chest was surging with hot air, and the Fang Tian painting halberd wielded in his hand was even more violent, calming the autumn wind, breaking the world, and making a shocking move. The style is moving, a pair of indomitable, and the momentum of dominating the world is brewing in the body.

"No, we can't go on like this, if we wait for him to give birth to the momentum of an overlord, he will definitely lose at that time. ”

Since ancient times, the battle of momentum is extremely important for the warriors of both sides, one side is as bold as a dragon, like a tiger, and the other side has low morale, and the difference between victory and defeat can be seen at a glance.

Even if they resisted desperately, it was difficult for them to resist the monstrous momentum that had accumulated.

is like a sick and weak tiger, which can be shocked in the face of a pack of wolves, so that the wolves dare not venture for a while.

The dying tiger still has such a residual power, let alone such a domineering person as the king who dominates the world?

Jiang Feng didn't think about it, stepped on the Phantom Moon footwork, and turned into thousands of afterimages, covering the entire guillotine, disturbing the enemy's vision.

The long sword in his hand was even more autumnal, tearing apart the Nine Heavens, and kept following the Fang Tian Painting Halberd in Wang Batian's hand.

The two of you come and go, so unhappy, and everyone below is enthusiastic.

The audience in the live broadcast room was even more excited.

"Come on, let's kill him. ”

"No, it's too hot-blooded, I want to drink a bottle of ice to calm down, calm down. ”

"My veins are exploding. ”

"Explode, my power of the wilderness. ”

"Even, the art of philosophy, this is the perfect art of philosophy. ”

“.....................”

In a fierce firelight, the two of them struck each other, their feet were deep, as if they had the power of a mountain, one step at a time, one step at a time, one step at a pit, leaving three footprints on the stone wall under the guillotine.

Immediately, one move separated, falling on the left and right of the guillotine.

Wang Batianxia was full of fighting spirit, his arms were exposed, and he said arrogantly: "I really didn't expect that you could live with me for more than ten tricks, and it can be regarded as a blind eye that can be killed." I watched your footsteps step, it is the basic exercise of the outer disciples, the Phantom Moon Footwork, but I didn't expect that the footwork of the mere human level was actually cultivated by you to the point of perfection. It seems that your talent is indeed good, and in just over a month, you have cultivated to this point, I am afraid that you have worked hard. But you shouldn't have come here, if you give up this fight to the death, become a coward, a bedbug, and you can save your neck. Even if you succeed in cultivating in the next day and seek revenge on me, there is no possibility of defeating me. But you are too arrogant, too unaware that the sky is high and the earth is thick, you are a dog, you have to live like a dog, are you used to being a dog, and you still want to be a human being? The perfect phantom moon footwork is amazing? A little talent is great? As everyone knows, some geniuses can only be the object of your admiration. Today, I want to let you know what it means to be a peerless talent, a world-beating king. ”

"The way of the warrior, either you die or I die, how can there be the slightest way out. I'll give you a message, the best laugh is the last laugh. I admit that there are so many geniuses in this world, they are naturally more suitable for cultivation than ordinary people, and they can travel thousands of miles in a day, but how can you know that talent does not determine everything, diligence can make up for clumsiness, stupid birds fly first, gather sand into towers, accumulate water into abysses, and accumulate soil into mountains. So your so-called peerless talent, the overlord of the world, is worthless in my eyes. ”

"All I know is that those who follow me prosper and those who disobey me perish, that's all. ”

Jiang Feng's tone suddenly became like a knife cutting a sharp blade, the knife saw blood, and the words hit the heart, with the power of Confucianism's "tongue and sword".

made Wang Batianxia frightened, stunned in place, and couldn't refute it.

With the advice of hundreds of millions of viewers in the Mercury live broadcast room, as well as the highly developed brain domain after cultivation, Jiang Feng's whole thinking has been reborn, and Wang Batianxia naturally can't say anything about him.

The way of a martial artist is, after all, to respect strength. ”

Wang Batianxia was angry and empowered, the blood and qi all over his body surged, there was a faint roar of dragons and tigers, and Fang Tian's halberd was swung again, but the speed and strength were simply the same as just now.