"It's not dishonest, it's just random!" Tang Lian's voice became smaller and smaller.

"It's not random, it's spontaneous!" Wuxin muttered, "Tang Gate or Snow Moon City, you seem to have made a choice."

As he spoke, Yan Zhantian's figure was approaching Wuxin step by step.

Wuxin's body flashed, and he came a few feet in front of Yan Zhantian. Yan Zhantian looked at Wuxin coldly and stopped.

Wuxin smiled and said softly, "Senior, your opponent is me."

"Divine feet, heavenly eyes." As he spoke, Yan Zhantian gradually raised his head and looked at Wuxin.

"That's right, they're all powerful martial arts." Wuxin said lightly, and then suddenly made a move, and there was a touch of true qi flowing out of his right hand.

took a sharp step forward and slapped his palm at Yan Zhantian.

Yan Zhantian was not flustered, took out the broken army sword behind his back, and placed it horizontally in front of him.

"Bang~" There was a sound, and the heartless palm slapped on the sword. Suddenly, his whole body exuded a fierce true qi, and it swept towards Yan Zhantian quickly.

It's just that Yan Zhantian didn't suffer any damage, on the other hand, the fallen leaves behind him were all clapped by this palm, like the autumn wind sweeping away the fallen leaves.

"Ye Dingzhi's Great Ka Ye Palm, I know who you are!" Yan Zhantian narrowed his eyes slightly.

As one of the four major demons on the rivers and lakes, Yan Zhantian is naturally extremely familiar with Ye Dingzhi.

"It's a bit difficult!" Wuxin's expression remained unchanged. Then the figure retreated.

Suddenly, a true qi came out from under Yan Zhantian's feet, firmly fixing Yan Zhantian in place.

"It's still the Great Kasa Palm, but it's called Arhat's Ding." Heartless.

"Luo Han Ding, interesting changes." Yan Zhantian's face was still calm, and he didn't seem to pay attention to the unintentional moves. At the same time, Wuxin beside him, the Hellmarquis picked up the giant blade in his hand and slashed towards Yan Zhantian.

"But even the Buddha can't hold me back!" As he spoke, Yan Zhantian waved the sword in his hand. In just an instant, the heartless Arhat disintegrated in an instant. It's just that the sword momentum didn't stop, and a sword hit the Immortal Marquis who was slashing at him.

The Underworld was invincible, and his body retreated sharply.

Yan Zhantian seized the opportunity and did not care about the Underworld, but slashed at the unintentional position with a sword.

Seeing that the situation was not good, he jumped up unintentionally. Just before Yan Zhantian's giant sword fell, his figure flashed, dodging this powerful sword.

Heartlessly's feet landed on the trunk of the tree, kicked violently, and launched an offensive towards Yan Zhantian.

It's just that for Yan Zhantian, an unintentional attack was like tickling, and he blocked it all in an understatement.

Unintentionally and discouraged, he waved a few palms.

Just before the moment when Wuxin's palm was about to touch Yan Zhantian's chest, Yan Zhantian controlled the giant sword in his hand and blocked it in front of him. I didn't dare to fight against it and retreated again.

Yan Zhantian held the broken army sword in front of him with his backhand, and slashed out with a sword.

This sword was accompanied by supreme might, and the furious sword momentum rolled up the fallen leaves around it. A sword light quickly shot out towards Wuxin, but the fallen leaves that were rolled up were either powder and scattered with the wind the moment they touched the sword light.

Wuxin, whose body had not yet stabilized, faced this sword light, knew that he was invincible, and dodged again. This time, the figure took dozens of steps back, and he unintentionally held his right hand on the ground, and then he barely stopped.

"You're in the Heavenly Realm!" Yan Zhantian sensed Wuxin's strength, his expression was slightly startled, but his voice was very flat. As he spoke, the broken sword in his hand was put back into the scabbard behind him.

Wuxin took advantage of the time to speak, and hurriedly got up and patted the dust off his body. "What if you enter the Heavenly Realm, facing a senior like the Angry Sword Immortal, it's not just a matter of being beaten."

After taking a few steps forward, he said unintentionally: "Legend has it that the sword moves of the Angry Sword Immortal only have three styles, I don't know if the little monk has the honor to see these three swords." Unintentionally put on an offensive posture.

"You want to see my sword." Yan Zhantian's face was still calm, and he didn't seem surprised, "It's okay, you have this qualification."

Yan Zhantian's right hand was held on the hilt of the sword, and suddenly a fiery red true qi came from

The broken army sword emerged, and Yan Zhantian's body was still the same.

"The first sword, draw the sword angrily!" Yan Zhantian shouted. The figure slammed forward, quickly pulled out the giant sword behind him, and quickly slashed at Wuxin's head.

Unintentionally and not flustered, he called the Buddha name softly, "Amitabha!" A golden heart bell envelops the heartless body.

With a sound of "beng~", Yan Zhantian's giant sword slashed on the heart bell.

Feeling the huge force above the heart bell, he was unintentionally pressed to kneel on one knee, which he could barely resist.

Yan Zhantian's powerful sword qi did not stop there, rolling up the surrounding dust, and then cutting down the surrounding trees for tens of meters. Finally, the sword qi fell on a small hill, and then it dissipated.

"Boom~", although Xiaoshan withstood the sword qi, he was also split in half by this sword qi.

When the dust fell, the unintentional figure was revealed. It's just that Wuxin's state is not good, his right hand is holding his chest, even with a defensive means like a heart bell, his body is still inevitably injured.

Wuxin slowly stood up and looked at Yan Zhantian with a solemn face: "The killing intent of this sword of the Angry Sword Immortal is very heavy."

"Humph!" Yan Zhantian snorted coldly, "Yes, I do want to kill you."

"Why?" Wuxin asked.

Yan Zhantian said, "Since you know who I am, isn't it too stupid to ask this question."

"Oh, yes, leave no room for action, kill people without asking right or wrong." After a pause, he unintentionally continued, "Killing people by the Angry Sword Immortal has never been a matter that requires a reason."

"If you have to say a reason, because you are the son of Ye Dingzhi." Yan Zhantian said in a deep voice.

With his right hand, he caressed the broken sword, "One of the things I regret most in my life is that I didn't fight your father."

"So you're bullying my son? This is not the work of the elders!" Wuxin said with a flat face.

"That's why I want to kill you and relieve the anger in my heart." Yan Zhantian's eyes lit up.

"Senior, it's not easy for you to kill me." A smile appeared at the corner of Wuxin's mouth.

"Oh?" Yan Zhantian became interested, "Why is it not easy?"

"Because, I'll run!" Wuxin's originally solemn face instantly laughed. The figure ran quickly into the distance. "Hades, run, we can't handle this guy!" Running to the side of the Underworld, Wuxin hurriedly said.

"Run?" Yan Zhantian snorted coldly: "Hmph!" Immediately, the giant sword in his hand surged again, and the internal force of Yan Zhantian's whole body seemed to be concentrated in his hand.

"The second sword, the angry sword slash!"

Yan Zhantian suddenly swung out the giant sword in his hand, and this sword was many times more powerful than the previous one. In an instant, a fierce and violent sword immortal flew towards Wuxin.

"Don't look back!" Unintentionally admonished the Immortal Marquis, and then turned around to resist this sword qi.

"Ahh The heartless body flew out upside down and landed dozens of meters away. And that sword qi cut through the hill that had been cut in half before, and the originally ordinary hill was divided into four in just a moment.

Yan Zhantian hurriedly walked to the position where Wuxin fell, and after a while, Wuxin's body turned into a cloud of smoke and dissipated between heaven and earth.

"Can't be without phase, is this the kung fu that Ye Dingzhi used back then! Very good!" Yan Zhantian shouted angrily.

Suddenly, Wuxin's voice came from not far away, "The predecessor praised it falsely, it's not good enough, it will be better next time."

"Huh?" Yan Zhantian picked up the giant sword and prepared to strike again.

But Wuxin's figure soon disappeared into the darkness, and Yan Zhantian was no longer obsessed, and put down the giant sword in his hand.

"Interesting little monk!" With that, he put away his greatsword and walked towards another place.