The news of the destruction of the Holy Poison Sect spread overnight, and the martial arts people applauded. But what is even more worrying is that the Xuanzhong Gate of the Jueling Palace has been broken, the poison of the Ancient Insect Venerable has overflowed, and the place within a radius of a hundred miles has become a dead place, and there is a tendency to spread.

Affected by this, the Four Elephant Sealing Array gradually weakened, and there were vague signs of collapse, and it was not far from the birth of the Insect Venerable.

At the same time, the people of Hero Ridge Zhongyi Village spread the news that a new alliance organization, the Kunlei Alliance, was about to be born, with the aim of dominating the martial arts. All the sect masters who receive the news must go to the Kunlei Alliance to meet the alliance leader, and if they do not see the sect leader within three days, they will be regarded as enemies of the alliance.

And the horn of hope that was boiling a while ago has now passed half a month, and there is no sign of being born, and there is a lot of gossip.

The Dark Moon Continent, where the Northern Martial Arts is located, at this time, the Mad God Sword Gate was silent, and the atmosphere was depressing, as if facing a great enemy.

The Mad God Sword Gate is located on a peak of more than 3,000 zhang high, and heavy snow flies all year round. On the top of the mountain, a ten-zhang high black iron gate stands steadily, and the word 'mad god' is engraved on the door, which contains the meaning of the word 'mad'.

Legend has it that thousands of years ago, after the decline of the five major sects of ancient times, the mad god sword king swept the sword world with a set of mad god sword techniques, dominated the martial arts, and then founded the mad god sword gate, replacing the Huaishan faction, one of the five major sects of ancient times, and became the first sect of the northern martial arts.

At that time, the Mad God Sword King was only in his early twenties, and he was known as a peerless genius in the martial arts at that time, and even the swordsmanship genius of the Shushan faction was ashamed of himself.

The mad god knife door has stood so far, the status of the martial arts has not been shaken, relying on the legendary mad god knife eighteen styles, its lower people have been inherited to this day, the mad god sword method has evolved into all kinds of knife methods, but has not been surpassed, which shows the essence of the mad god knife method.

And now, the Mad God Sword Gate has encountered an unprecedented challenge!

A white-clothed and white-haired young man with a red giant sword on his back stood in front of the Mad God Sword Gate, despite the wind and snow, but he was as motionless as a mountain, his eyes were staring, and his eyes were proud of the world, and his eyes revealed infinite battle intent.

With a squeak, the door slowly opened!

What appeared in front of the young man was three burly figures, all of them in coarse cloth, with the same big knife on his back, the same cold and angry look, his body did not move, the powerful momentum pressed him, the wind rolled upside down, and the invisible knife qi whistled through, leaving a series of knife marks on the flat snow, but the invisible attack disappeared in front of the white-haired young man.

"Come, let me see the tricks of the Mad God Sword Gate!" The white-haired young man hooked his fingers, and his expression was full of provocation.

"Let you get your wish!" The three peerless swordsmen of the Mad God Sword Gate slashed angrily, and the three sword qi attacked violently, leaving three huge knife marks in the snow.

"Not bad!" The white-haired young man struck out with a palm, the thunder flashed, and the three sharp blades galloped away, turning the knife into invisibility.

"Crazy Dragon Eight Slash!" wave after wave, the three swordsmen jointly cast, dozens of sword qi formed a knife net, with a sharp sound of breaking the wind swept in.

"Good knife technique!but it's too slow!" The white-haired boy pulled out his red sword and waved it at will, only to hear a rumbling crackling sound, and the knife net was suddenly broken.

"Kill, kill, kill!" The three swordsmen rushed in, their blades buzzing and striking, and they took the enemy head.

The white-haired young man snorted coldly, his body did not move, the momentum shrouded within a radius of ten zhang, the thunder and lightning flashed dazzling light, and the three peerless swordsmen were so shocked that their bodies trembled before they could get close, and they couldn't help themselves.

"I thought you would be prepared, but I was so disappointed!" As soon as the white-haired young man's words fell, he struck out with a palm, and three thunder blades shot away.

Unexpectedly, the three swordsmen suddenly moved, and then swung their knives and slashed, the knife qi was as sharp as madness, the twists and turns were elusive, the three sword qi were three angles, but they contained infinite changes, no matter if the enemy's body technique was wonderful, he could not dodge such a tricky attack, this was the ninth style of the mad god's sword technique - crazy as a song!

But he saw the white-haired young man retreating rapidly, his body was like a phantom, and he had moved a hundred feet in the blink of an eye, calmly leaving the range of the knife attack, his body method was not only wonderful, but also superior in speed.

One of the characteristics of lightning is ruined miè, and the second is speed. The white-haired boy's control of thunder and lightning has reached an elusive realm, and the seemingly flawless attacks of the three peerless swordsmen have no effect on the white-haired boy.

There is no other reason, it's just that the speed is inferior!

"It's so fast, no wonder the Shadowless Blade will be defeated in your hands!" one of the swordsmen exclaimed.

The white-haired young man: "Wearing a lightning protection suit, do you want to prevent my thunder and lightning moves?" Innocent! Your sword skills are indeed not bad, but unfortunately the speed is too slow, can you block my move?"

"Leave your name!"

"Take my move, you are qualified to know my name!" As soon as the words fell, I saw that the white-haired young man was like a phantom, and there were virtual shadows within a radius of a hundred zhang, virtual and real, true and false, and the figures were everywhere, but when I saw the snowflakes flying, I couldn't see the movements clearly.

"Be careful!" the swordsman didn't have time to finish his two words when he suddenly felt a numb right arm, and his entire arm was cut off, as did the other two swordsmen.

"This ...... What a speed!" The three of them looked horrified, and bright red blood spurted out, staining the snow red.

The red giant sword that drank blood and returned emitted a dazzling red light, which was very demonic, and the blood on the snow was absorbed one after another, and even the blood of the three swordsmen was directly absorbed, and their complexions quickly turned pale, black silk turned white, and they were as pale as old men.

"Huh?" the white-haired boy let out a startled cry, and an inexplicable feeling welled up in his heart, making him yearn for killing even more.

"What kind of sword is this? It can affect the mind!" The white-haired boy was shocked, and immediately poured the furious thunder and lightning into the red sword, and the red sword let out a buzzing sound, and then the light converged and stopped absorbing the bloody qi.

Puff -

The three swordsmen were unable to support their bodies, and they all fell to the ground suddenly, like a seventy-year-old man, unable to move.

The white-haired boy said to himself: "It seems that this sword cannot be used to kill people, otherwise it will definitely affect the mind and even become a killing tool!" With that, the white-haired boy set up a thunderbolt seal to prevent the red sword from absorbing blood and qi.

Then, the white-haired boy walked into the mad god sword gate and continued the challenge. Behind them, several figures fell, rescuing the three swordsmen.

The white-haired young man walked into the mad god knife gate, and as far as he could see, there was a square of thousands of feet in length and width, and everywhere was snow-white, empty and unpopular.

On the stairs on the opposite side sat this snowman, motionless. Snowflakes fell, the wind blew, and it was a lonely scene.

The snowman was lifeless, but the white-haired boy felt a trace of crisis, a trace of trembling, and the snowflakes in the air suddenly turned into sharp blades and shot down without warning!