The water of Dongting Lake is rippling for 800 miles.

Dugu Qiuqiu sat on the blue surface of the lake in the center of Dongting Lake in black clothes, closed his eyes and recuperated, and there was a faint endless sword intent around him filling every inch of space.

The area around Dongting Lake is crowded with people.

The cliffs and treetops are all heroes with swords and swords.

On the edge of a small forest, there was a tired old donkey, a young man dressed as a scholar rode a donkey upside down, bowed his head and said to a middle-aged man leading a donkey, "Master, Dugu has been here for so long, why hasn't Jiang Feng come yet? That's too big!"

The middle-aged man has a mediocre appearance, but the corners of his mouth are habitually upturned, and he looks like he is always smiling, and his unremarkable face is also soft and mellow.

He was carrying a peach blossom picked from nowhere, his fingers were slightly rotated, and he looked up at the young man's impatient bitter gourd face, and said with a smile:

"The appointed time is August 15, and it's only been half a day."

The young man who was a scholar's servant was not small, he rode a donkey by himself, and let the master lead the donkey on foot, and let the old man carry his bags and bookcases.

Hearing his master's words, he first glared, then became discouraged, and asked worriedly, "This Jiang Feng won't really let us wait until the evening to come, right?"

"It's coming!"

The man laughed suddenly.

He is none other than Deng Tai'a, who is known as the Peach Blossom Sword God of the Liyang Dynasty.

"What's coming? Jiang Feng ......"

Before the boy could react, a hearty and loud voice had already come from the sky.

"Senior Dugu, I've kept you waiting!"

The words fell, and the eight-hundred-mile Dongting Lake experienced a short dead silence, and then instantly erupted into a wave-like noise.

Countless powerhouses got up one after another, with excited faces, and they all showed their means to try to stand in a higher position.

Jianghai Zhuyu, Yulang Jiangfeng.

In the past, although it was famous for its beautiful appearance, gentle character, and moisturizing all things.

But......

Outside the Embroidered Jade Valley.

Break the enemy with one sword and 3,000.

On the first line of the gorge.

Kill the immortal god.

in the live broadcast room.

Wise as a demon, unpredictable means.

Let Jiang Feng be famous in Jiuzhou.

Become the leader of the younger generation, which is comparable to the top powerhouses in the world, and compete with those old antiques.

"Jiang Feng!"

Li Shimin, Li Xiuning, Chai Shao, Song Shidao, Nangong Fushu, Xuanyuan Qingfeng, Gai Nie, Wei Zhuang, Xiao Feng, Xiao Yuanshan, Wu Xingyun, Li Qiushui, Lu Xiaofeng, Ye Gucheng......

The eyes of countless people from all over Jiuzhou brushed together.

I saw Jiang Feng coming in the air.

Dressed in purple, he wears a sword at his waist.

The sword eyebrows and starry eyes are as rich as jade.

Peerless style tarnishes the sun.

"Okhiro!"

"Okhiro!"

"Okhiro!"

The overwhelming cheers resounded through Dongting Lake, and the clouds of the nine heavens seemed to be shaken away.

"Shhh

"Technical work!"

Xu Fengnian was dumbfounded, he didn't have such a big scene when he was a gentleman in Beiliang.

"Envy and jealousy!"

Wen Hua, the fox friend and dog friend Wooden Sword Ranger who got together with Xu Fengnian, had bright eyes, and he couldn't wait to replace him.

"When I become the number one swordsman in the world, with my handsome and handsome face, I will definitely fascinate thousands of girls!"

Wen Hua was quite narcissistic.

Xu Fengnian directly raised a middle finger.

"You're here!"

The calm voice was not loud, but it overshadowed the exclamations of thousands of girls, and I saw Dugu, who had been sitting cross-legged in the center of Dongting Lake with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes.

He stood up, and the eight hundred miles of Dongting Lake seemed to rise with him.

"I'm coming!"

Jiang Feng is alone

Standing alone and defeated, standing tall and jade, with a dignified posture, like a god.

"There are talented people from generation to generation, and each has led the way for hundreds of years!"

Dugu looked at Jiang Feng with calm and sharp eyes, with a touch of emotion:

"You're better than I thought!"

"You can't let your predecessors down."

Jiang Feng smiled.

"Good!"

Dugu's fighting spirit for defeat is thin, his name is for defeat, and today I want to see if Jiang Feng can give him a defeat.

In a flash.

The eight-hundred-mile Dongting Lake swirls like a tornado and rises suddenly.

"This sword is called Kunlun!"

Dugu sought defeat and pulled out the sword on his back:

"I shake Kunlun with my sword."

The divine sword came out of its sheath, and the eight-hundred-mile Dongting Lake was instantly filled with infinite sword intent, and the dragon scrolls that rose to the sky seemed to turn into infinite sword qi.

This earth-shattering scene made countless people stunned.

Is this human-powered?

Fortunately, everyone knew that Dugu sought defeat and Jiang Feng fought a decisive battle in Dongting Lake, and there were not many people in the lake, only some martial artists who did not believe in evil wanted to watch the battle on the boat.

Now they have all sunk to the bottom of the lake.

It can only be said that if you don't die, you won't die.

"This sword is called Seven Star Panlong!"

"Slay the dragon!"

Jiang Feng drew his sword out of its sheath, and the eight hundred water dragons around him all exploded and were cut off by a sword.

While!

The two staggered, the long swords collided, and Dongting Lake exploded, making a splash in the sky.

Ling Xiao's sword qi soared into the sky.

The clouds of the nine heavens shattered.

"The husband should be like that!"

Liu Bang, a disciple of the farmer's Shennong Hall, stood beside the hall master Zhu Jia, clenching the trembling Chixiao Sword in his hand, marveling and yearning.

He is the same name as the founding ancestor of the Han Dynasty.

He often says that he is his reincarnation.

"It's only been a long time since Jiang Feng was so strong!"

Hidden in the clouds, the Emperor Shakti, wearing an ice mask, narrowed his small eyes, with solemnity and murderous intent.

Such an awesome person should not exist.

"Jiang Feng's cultivation seems to have surpassed Dugu's defeat, and there seems to be no suspense in this battle."

Yin Zhong, the second owner of the Imperial Sword Mountain Villa, squinted his eyes and stared at Jiang Feng who was fighting fiercely on Dongting Lake:

"But Dugu seems to have hole cards for defeat."

"Now the two are just competing in swordsmanship, and it will be difficult to tell the winner for a while."

Don't look at him on the surface, he is just the second owner of the Imperial Sword Villa, but in fact, he is the ancestor of the Imperial Sword Villa, and he has lived for more than five hundred years as an immortal demon god.

He was originally a member of the Tong clan, but he was expelled from the Tong clan because he secretly learned dragon magic skills, and he was bent on revenge on the Tong clan and delusionally wanted to become a god.

"Second uncle, who do you say can win between Gongzi Jiang and Senior Dugu?" Yin Tianxue, a beautiful woman standing next to Yin Zhong, asked.

"Jiang Gongzi and Dugu's predecessors are both masters of heaven and earth, and now that the two are fighting fiercely, they seem to be evenly divided, how can I have the ability to see their superiority!"

Yin Zhong said with a gentle smile, like an amiable uncle.

"Suxin!

？」

Zhu Wuzhi, who was not far away, suddenly saw Yin Tianxue, his body trembled, he rubbed his eyes vigorously, and almost exclaimed.

"It's not Suxin!"

"It can't be Suxin!"

"It's just that she's so similar to Su Xin!"

"It's a big world, it's a wonder!"

Zhu ignored the shock in his heart and was quite emotional.

I can't help but think of Xiaolongnu, Wang Yuyan, Li Qiushui and others.

Now it's normal for someone who is very similar to Su Xin to appear.

Although I know it's not plain.

It can't be plain either.

But Zhu ignored it and couldn't help but look at the other party, and even Jiang Feng's sword competition with Dugu was not attractive.

No

Don't talk about it.

Zhu is really infatuated.

In fact, people are like that.

Why did Xu Zhu let Meng Gu wear a mask all the time and not let others see her face, it was not because she was worried about Duan Yu!

Even if Duan Yu knew that Menggu was not Wang Yuyan, he couldn't help but have other thoughts in his heart.

So the best way.

Just don't let Duan Yu know.

"Every drop of water and every wisp of air in Dongting Lake is filled with Jiang Feng and Dugu's sword intent to seek defeat......

Ximen Fuxue closed his eyes and felt the sword intent in the air, and used the purest heart of a swordsman to feel the battle between Jiang Feng and Dugu seeking defeat.

Others see with their eyes.

A true swordsman is one who sees with his heart.

"Jiang Feng's sword intent is as brilliant as the great sun, domineering and sharp, I can't imagine that Jiang Feng, who is known as Yulang, can practice such a domineering sword intent!"

"Dugu's sword intent to seek defeat is condescending, and the height is unbearable, with invincible loneliness......

Ye Gucheng, Yan Shisan, Lang Chuanyun and countless other peerless swordsmen were all feeling the sword intent and sword moves of the two with their hearts, and felt the state of mind and will of the two.

The waves of Dongting Lake are surging.

The sword qi is rampant.

Jiang Feng and Dugu didn't use any big moves to seek defeat, it was a fist to the flesh fight, the collision of swords and swords, and the battle between sword intent and sword intent.

From the sunrise to the sunset, the remnant sun is like blood.

From dusk and evening to the full moon barrage.

The eight-hundred-mile Dongting Lake actually sank several feet under their battle.

Countless people watching the battle were still in good spirits, their eyes bloodshot, staring excitedly at the duel between Jiang Feng and Dugu seeking defeat.

"Jiang Gongzi's cultivation is profound, his physical body is strong, and there is a terrifying strength in his body, it must be the unique strength of Rulai cultivated by the Divine Palm!"

Dugu stood in the sky above Dongting Lake, dressed in black like night, without a trace of fatigue on his body, and only a sharp sword intent.

But his eyes were dejected: "If it weren't for the swordsmanship competition, I'm afraid I would have been defeated!"

"The seniors are proficient in swordsmanship, and the younger generations also rely on some opportunities to have this majestic skill in order to compete."

Jiang Feng said with a smile: "In terms of swordsmanship, the junior is much inferior."

He is not modest.

Dugu's sword path of seeking defeat is indeed much better than him.

But than the strength.

Dugu was defeated but the mid-stage cultivation of heaven and man, his skills were strong, and his physical strength was completely beaten by Jiang Feng.

This battle.

Jiang Feng's comprehension of kendo has also reached a higher level.

It can be said that the benefits are very high.

"I fought with the Sword Saint before, and I got the Sword Saint Sword Twenty-three."

Dugu looked at Jiang Feng in defeat:

"Today, I will use this trick to fight the last battle against Jiang Gongzi."

"The twenty-third sword of the Dugu Sword Saint, the younger generation has admired the name for a long time, but unfortunately I couldn't go that day, and I didn't have the opportunity to see it, which is a pity."

"Today, I can be taught by my predecessors, and I have no regrets in this life!"

Jiang Feng smiled, he didn't expect that the Dugu Sword Saint passed the sword twenty-three to Dugu to seek defeat before he died.

But that's right.

Dugu Sword Saint knew that he had run out of oil and dried up, and after the first battle, he would definitely die, in order not to let his mastery be lost.

It is also reasonable to pass it on to Dugu to seek defeat.

"Juggernaut's Sword Twenty-Three?"

"At that time, the Sword Saint was just a strong celestial, and he was old and frail, and he couldn't really exert the power of Sword Twenty-three, and now that the Sword Demon Predecessors have used it, it will definitely be shocking and crying ghosts and gods!"

"I regretted missing the duel between the Sword Master and the Sword Demon before, and I couldn't see the amazing sword technique Sword Twenty-three, I thought that Sword Twenty-Three had become a swan song, but I didn't expect it to be able to reappear in the hands of the Sword Demon seniors!"

"I heard that the sword twenty-three came out, and time and space froze, I don't know what kind of scene it was?"

"Jiang Feng's cultivation is higher than the Sword Demon Senior, I wonder if the Sword Demon Predecessor can defeat Jiang Feng with the weak and the strong with Sword Twenty-three?"

Originally heard

Dugu sought defeat and Jiang Feng's conversation, thinking that today's battle was over, but he didn't expect the peak to turn around.

Dugu seeks defeat and even has a sword saint's sword twenty-three!

"Sword Twenty-Three is indeed amazing, if Dugu seeks defeat and casts it, he may be able to severely damage Jiang Feng, and then take the opportunity to destroy Jiang Feng......

Emperor Shakti, Yin Zhong, the Great Demon God, the Great Boss and other hidden celestial powerhouses were all full of jealousy towards Jiang Feng, and their hearts were full of murderous intent.

Rumble!

The aura on the body of the sword demon Dugu suddenly changed, like a sword that rushed to the night, and the sword qi stretched for 100,000 miles.

"Sword Twenty-Three!"

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