The wind swept up, and the heavens and the earth suddenly became clear.

If Zongzheng Huachun's momentum is like a terrifying demon, giving people a heavy feeling like a mountain covering, then the swordsman on the opposite side is more like a vast ocean, broad and all-inclusive.

The status and strength of the two of them are now the top masters in the world, and they are both masters who can determine the general trend of the world.

That's why this duel is even more eye-catching.

An Jing looked at Zong Zheng Huachun in the distance, and his brows couldn't help frowning.

At this time, Zong Zhenghua Chun was on the ground under his feet and the sky above his head, and he was standing in the middle, his body was insignificant and connected to heaven and earth, giving people the feeling that there was no slightest disobedience.

An Jing knew that Zongzheng Huachun, who absorbed the spiritual thoughts of the leylines, not only improved his cultivation, but also improved his epiphany of celestial and human induction a lot.

When the Dao has stagnated, the improvement of the technique can make the Dao exert stronger strength, and the strength of the Zongzheng Huachun in front of him is definitely terrifying, not even weaker than the hard-hit Nangong Weiping.

Definitely a strong rival.

And Zong Zheng Huachun looked at the white-clothed young man opposite, and sighed in his heart.

Who would have thought that when there was no big pattern in this world, such a supreme genius would be born?

Momentum can really make heroes!

Zong Zhenghua said seriously: "I know you will definitely come back." ”

An Jing said: "You know? ”

Zong Zhenghua said firmly: "I know." ”

An Jing's eyes were slightly cold, and he said, "Then did you ever know when you would die?" ”

Zong Zhenghua said: "This king never guesses things out of nothing. ”

An Jing touched the sword box behind his back and said lightly: "So, do you think you won't die?" ”

Seeing this Great Sword Immortal pull out his long sword today, everyone's expressions became nervous, and even their breathing was a little nervous and cramped.

No one will be afraid, no one will have peace of mind.

Zong Zhenghua Chun smiled and said, "Can you kill this king?" ”

An Jing said: "You are very confident? ”

Zong Zhenghua said: "Of course. ”

An Jing stretched out his palm, "But I think you're overconfident." ”

Canglang --!

A sharp cold light pierced out of the sword box, reflecting the cold of the heavens and the earth.

Dulu Sword!

The world's number one sword!

At this moment, this world's number one sword is releasing sword qi, stirring the surrounding grass waves.

The people present looked at this scene, as if the peerless sword and An Jing's figure gradually merged, the Dulu Sword disappeared, the ghost swordsman also disappeared, and there was only one sword left in the heaven and earth.

That kind of cold, cold floated between heaven and earth, as if it had penetrated into everyone's heart.

Zong Zhenghua said: "Your sword has gone further than before. ”

Between the masters, there seems to be a sense in the dark, especially the top swordsmen and masters like An Jing and Zongzheng Huachun, who can detect each other's intentions through a subtle feeling.

Zong Zheng Huachun continued: "However, it is not enough to cut off the head of this king. ”

After speaking, his whole body's qi was like a tide, and in an instant, it not only shook away the cold sword qi, but also dispersed the dark clouds in the sky, and suddenly a ray of sunlight returned to the Houjin Royal Court, bringing a trace of warmth to the Houjin people.

Rumble!

The voice of Zongzheng Huachun is like a morning bell and a dusk drum, resounding through the world for a long time.

An Jing's fingers gently stroked the blade of the sword, "There have been people who have said the same thing to you before. ”

Zong Zhenghua said: "The same thing is said by different people, and the taste is different. ”

An Jing said: "But for me, there is no difference. ”

Zong Zhenghua said: "Why? ”

An Jing said: "It's just dead people." ”

The two of them were not talking, and everyone could feel the solemn atmosphere.

The momentum is intertwined, like a volcano ready to go.

Even an ordinary post-Jin soldier could feel that his heart was beating suddenly, as if the two of them would completely explode in the next moment.

And the Dulu Sword in An Jing's hand seemed to have really disappeared, and even Zongzheng Huachun couldn't see it.

Zong Zhenghua said: "Where's your sword?" ”

An Jing said: "The sword is here." ”

Zong Zheng Huachun frowned when he heard this, "Where?" ”

An Jing said: "Everywhere. ”

Zong Zhenghuachun's eyes narrowed, and his pupils shrank suddenly, "A good one is everywhere." ”

An Jing said: "Let's make a move." ”

Zong Zhenghuachun stretched out his palm and said, "The move has been made." ”

An Jing asked, "Where is the recruitment?" ”

Zong Zhenghuachun's eyes closed slightly, and said, "It's hard to find." ”

An Jing raised his eyebrows, and a fine light appeared in his eyes.

Ordinary people heard the conversation between the two, they were all confused, they clearly couldn't see the sword, and they couldn't see the tricks of Zongzheng Huachun, the two of them were like two Buddhist monks, and they were playing at the moment.

And the master who really knows what the two of them said is shocked in his heart.

In the distance, Zhao Qingmei looked at this scene and said softly: "It seems that the husband has touched the seventh realm." ”

Throughout the ages, many people believe that there are swordsmen who have reached the seventh realm, after all, the "General Outline of Kendo" explains the seven realms of kendo very thoroughly, and the first six realms are also explained very correctly.

Despite this, there is no clear record in history so far, which also makes some people say that there is no seventh realm in this world at all.

The seventh realm, just like the heavenly immortals, is the realm of the real immortals and Buddhas, as long as you cross over, it is a different existence.

"Uncle did touch the mysterious seventh realm."

Li Fuzhou said with a solemn face: "But Zongzheng Huachun is not bad, he has integrated into the spirit of the earth's leylines with a wisp of thought, and the sense of heaven and man has reached an extremely deep realm, and it is very close to the unity of heaven and man." ”

The seventh realm is terrifying, and the unity of heaven and man is not far behind.

In Yujing City, Lu Guoyong stepped into the unity of heaven and man, fought against the three major five qi masters, severely injured one of them, and killed one, if it were not for the treacherous hip-hop Buddha, he might also be hit hard, from which we can see the mystery of the unity of heaven and man.

If Zongzheng Huachun reaches the unity of heaven and man, even if the great grandmaster is in front of him, it may be difficult to get benefits.

Therefore, the battle between the two is really unpredictable.

"Third Master."

Zhao Qingmei frowned slightly and looked at Li Fuzhou on the side.

Li Fuzhou nodded slightly, and then escorted Zong Zhengyue into the distance.

The two stood on both sides of heaven and earth, fighting each other, others didn't know the strength of the two, but they knew each other very well.

Both of them are very confident in their hearts, and each other's strength seems to be subtle.

At this moment, Li Fuzhou walked out with Zong Zhengyue.

An Jing said lightly: "Zongzheng Huachun, my friend should be in your hands." ”

Zong Zheng Huachun, who was standing at the head of the city, clapped his palms, and a few Houjin soldiers walked up with two bald monks.

Jiese looked at the Yin soldiers in the clouds, his legs and feet were sore at the moment, and he almost fell to the ground, and when he saw the figure in white in the distance, he was stunned and ecstatic: "Brother An, why are you here.......?" ”

An Jing was standing under the clouds at this moment, confronting Zong Zheng Huachun.

Who is Hwa-chun Zongzheng?!

That's the Houjin Holy Lord, one of the top masters of the day.

Zong Zhenghua said: "One person for another, do you want that?" ”

"One for another?"

An Jing lifted Zong Zhengyue's collar and said, "This is the eighth princess of Houjin, is her life so worthless?" ”

Zong Zhengyue's expression was as indifferent as water, and she looked submissive.

Zong Zhenghua said: "There is no value in human life. ”

An Jingdao: "Human life is one, there is indeed no noble or low, but human status does." ”

Zong Zheng Huachun asked, "What do you want?" ”

An Jing said: "Let the two of them exchange the corpses of the elders of my sect." ”

A fierce light appeared in the eyes of some Houjin masters above the city, and their palms were placed on their waists.

Obviously, they didn't want to give in easily, and even wanted to kill the ghost swordsman.

After all, this is the Houjin Royal Court, even if the ghost swordsman has a million Yin soldiers?

As long as the ghost swordsman is killed, who else in the Dayan Dynasty can stop Houjin from going south?

Zong Zheng Huachun glanced at An Jing deeply and said, "Okay." ”

An Jing said: "You let people go first." ”

Zong Zheng Huachun turned his head to look at the two of them who were at a loss, and then took a sip of his palm, and the two of them only felt their bodies drifting downward.

"Brother An!"

When Jiese saw An Jing, he immediately burst into tears, as if he had seen a relative.

In the past few days, he has been worried that Zongzheng Huachun will kill him, and he has been a dog for several days, so that he understands that this life as a dog is really not a human life.

An Jing patted Jieshi and Jie's shoulder and did not speak.

Li Fuzhou pushed Zong Zhengyue with a slap and said, "Eighth princess, you can go." ”

Zong Zhengyue moved her muscles and said, "Thank you for your hospitality in the past few days." ”

After speaking, Zong Zhengyue walked towards the royal court city wall, and suddenly countless masters of the Great Snow Mountain stepped forward to greet and protect him.

Zong Zhenghua said: "Jun Qinglin's corpse needs to be buried, and the king will send it out later." ”

An Jing glanced at Zong Zheng Huachun with both eyes and said, "Zong Zheng Huachun, the situation saved you." ”

"Hahahaha."

When Zong Zheng Huachun heard An Jing's words, he immediately understood all the meaning, and knew that he didn't want to decide whether to die today.

An Jing said: "But you and I will eventually have a fight." ”

Zong Zhenghua waved his sleeve robe and said, "Everything is as you wish, you want to be with King Zhanben at any time." ”

The wind stirred, setting off waves of grass, blowing their clothes to the sound of hunting.

Hundreds of thousands of Houjin soldiers in the Houjin royal court, of which 200,000 are the elite of the elite, and millions of yin soldiers outside the royal court are based in the clouds, with a strong yin qi, as if the soldiers rushed out of the capital.

This kind of confrontation gives people a very wonderful feeling.

An Jing said: "On the ninth day of September, Bashan. ”

This is the time that An Jing and Zhao Qingmei discussed.

The current time is the end of June, and there are still more than two months before the ninth day of the ninth month of September, and in these two months, An Jing wants to do a lot of things, help Zhao Qingmei solve the demon of Dacheng, get the blood of Chenghuang, and the most important thing is to get the last fragment of the "Nameless Heart Sutra" from the hands of the True One Sect and synthesize the complete "Nameless Heart Sutra".

Zong Zheng Huachun did not hesitate, "This king will definitely come as promised." ”

"Let's go."

An Jing then turned around and walked into the distance.

At the moment when he turned around, the millions of Yin soldiers in the clouds also dissipated, the heavens and the earth became clear, and the warm sunlight sprinkled on the earth again.

Later, the Jin court returned to normal, and everyone seemed to be dreaming.

Ji Rentai breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Holy Lord, the Ghost Swordsman Fruit then retreated. ”

Although Zongzheng Huachun is very confident in his heart that he can defeat the ghost swordsman, but the ghost swordsman is the number one swordsman in the world after all, and he also killed the patron saint of the prairie, Taiyin Kui, how can people not be frightened?

Coupled with the fact that he holds the country's heavy weapon, he can summon millions of Yin soldiers in an instant, which is even more terrifying?

Now that the ghost swordsman has retreated, it is undoubtedly a huge opportunity for Zongzheng Huachun to break through to the great grandmaster.

As long as Zongzheng Huachun breaks through to the Great Grandmaster, what if the ghost swordsman kills again?

Zong Zheng Huachun looked at the disappearing back of the ghost swordsman, "Just now, he wanted to do it." ”

"Oh?"

When Ji Rentai heard this, he raised his eyebrows, "The ghost swordsman really dares to make a move?" ”

Zong Zhenghua said lightly: "Because of a wisp of the spiritual mind of the leyline, my qi is connected to this heaven and earth, and it is difficult for him to perceive my depth, and the reason for finally giving up is ........."

Speaking of this, Zong Zheng Huachun didn't speak again, but looked at Zong Zheng Yue, "Are you okay?" ”

Zong Zhengyue shook her head and said with emotion: "Father, I'm fine, the people of the Demon Sect are very polite to me, and the ghost swordsman is indeed a character." ”

"That's good."

Zong Zheng Huachun nodded, looked at the clear sky again, and said faintly after a long time: "I always thought that Zhao Zhiwu was the lifelong enemy of this king, but now I find that the ghost swordsman is." ”

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Yunhua Road, in the middle of the town.

Yunhuadao is located in the center of the entire Dayan Dynasty, although it was not affected by the war, but because of a series of influences, the former prosperity is gradually lonely.

There are not many people in the market, and the cries are still endless.

At this time, on the corner of the street, there was an old man in black clothes and white hair.

The old man leaned against the corner of the wall and closed his eyes to recuperate, did he still smack, let the sun shine on his wrinkled face, looking a little lazy and comfortable.

At that moment, a figure appeared in front of him, completely blocking out the sunlight.

The old man slowly opened his eyes and looked over, in front of him was a tall, strangely dressed man, the man was carrying a long knife around his waist, the long knife was wrapped in a scabbard, but the old man keenly felt that this was an extraordinary knife, not only the materials made were very rare, the refining techniques were exquisite, and the most important thing was that this knife had a murderous aura, so it must have killed a lot of people.

The old man said, "It's really a good knife." ”

The man said, "Your Excellency is also a good sword. ”

The old man raised his eyebrows, and his eyes actually reflected a cold light like a sharp sword, giving people a chilling illusion.

The man shook his head and said with a smile: "The sword demon who is famous all over the world and mighty rivers and lakes has now lost all his heart and has become an old beggar who lives on the street and has nowhere to go, which makes people really sigh." ”

Sword Demon!

Today, I am afraid that everyone knows about the existence of the rivers and lakes.

This old man is not a bystander, it is the sword demon Haotian who was stabbed in the heart and fell off the cliff by An Jing's swordsmanship on Zhongshan Mountain, when Zhao Qingmei sent people down the mountain to find his body, but at that time, the demon sect master searched the entire cliff and did not find the body of the sword demon, and this matter was gradually forgotten by the rivers and lakes.

After all, many people have seen the sword stab the heart of the sword demon with their own eyes, and falling into the cliff is definitely certain death.

The Sword Demon sat down, and then asked coldly, "Who are you?" ”

The corners of the man's mouth raised slightly, and he said, "Tiansha Divine Palace." ”