After Chongzhen finished speaking, the sword of the Son of Heaven popped out of its sheath and flew into the air.

Chongzhen took the sword in his hand, pointed at a void obliquely, and opened the door.

"Come on, let me open my eyes and learn your faction's Wudang Divine Sword."

Zhao Gang held the sword and circled around Chongzhen, stepping on the gossip, the sword walked Tai Chi, the body seemed to be slow, but it was soft and rigid, the phantom was repeated, and the sword blade also turned into a piece of phantom.

The old way and the sword are all blurred into several, and the phantoms overlap and staggle, overlap and stagger, and then stagger again, which is dazzling.

The vigorous true qi surged up and down the body of the old Dao and the sword.

The leakage of true qi is a sign of an innate master.

Since Zhao Gang witnessed Chongzhen's terrifying skills just now, he has now restrained a lot and does not dare to take action easily.

Unlike when he came down the mountain, he didn't believe that Chongzhen had become a martial artist at all, and that he could defeat the masters of the Beggar Gang, Shaolin and Kunlun factions in a row.

Now that he believes it, if he goes head-to-head with the soul-chasing shadowless Sikong Liao, he may not be able to win.

But Chongzhen easily killed him, and Zhao Gang's self-confidence dropped a lot, but Chongzhen's remarks about dominating the rivers and lakes and the world are the same, which he cannot tolerate, and he must see the high and low today.

After another half a circle, Chongzhen became a little impatient, "Niubi, do you want to fight or not?"

Chongzhen's sword turned over the flowers.

Zhao Gang saw the opportunity, swung his sword and slashed out, and a sword shadow turned into a piece of white light, which directly captured Chongzhen's vital point.

Chongzhen sealed the portal with a seven-star sword, the sword walked the seven stars, the sword light was far away, and the two of them walked in the void, flashing and moving, entering and dismantling moves, and killing in one place.

The two swords were twisted together, and the sword light was ten thousand ways, making a pleasant sound. Like beating notes, faster and faster.

Soon, I saw two balls of sword light flying, and there was no human figure.

Zhao Gang's Bagua Taiji Sword unfolded, and countless sword lights spread out between heaven and earth like a huge umbrella.

In the center of the large umbrella, a whirlpool is formed, and the center of the whirlpool is like a sunspot, which is dizzying.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

"What a Wudang Divine Sword, it's really powerful!" The Master of Emptiness and the Burning Lamp Dao couldn't help but admire, the two of them couldn't crack it at all.

Chongzhen's sword light turned into a Big Dipper seven stars, dazzling, and the seven-star sword lived up to its name.

However, at this time, Tang Wancai, Li Youniang and Gu Shunyi all sweated for Chongzhen, and Wang Chengen's heart was even more suspended.

In their eyes, the emperor has never been defeated, but after all, if he picks two congenital masters in a row, if he loses to this stinky Taoist priest, then Fang Cai's remarks of "unifying the rivers and lakes, the world's martial arts are the same" can be passed on as a laughing stock.

The emperor's face will be beaten, and those of us who are courtiers can only hang ourselves......

The cultivation of the two people is both congenital Dacheng realm, Zhao Gang's Tai Chi Sword is congenital 6 layers, and Chongzhen's Seven Star Sword is also 6 layers, so the two of them entered a white-hot state at the beginning.

"The Seven Stars Set Yin and Yang!" Chongzhen suddenly shouted.

The sword light of the Bagua Taiji Sword disappeared in the air, Zhao Gang's sword was absorbed by Chongzhen's sword, and the two swords grew together, and Zhao Gang couldn't show any swordsmanship.

Zhao Gang's face changed, "Your Majesty actually used demonic magic?"

"What kind of demon magic and evil arts, it's really rare and weird, the famous Zhao Guan Lord, haven't you heard of the star-absorbing sword technique?" Chongzhen said contemptuously.

"Star-sucking sword?" Zhao Gang had heard of the Star Absorbing Dafa, but it was a method of the Demon Sect, "Your Majesty really does not distinguish between good and evil."

"Less nonsense! Bull nose, bow down!" Chongzhen took a bite of him, if he loses, he loses, and he has to insert a stick in *** - stirring up (quibble), you pride yourself on being a famous and decent disciple!

"Since the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty is going to challenge the world's martial arts colleagues, let's not look at it, Shang!"

Seeing that Zhao Gang was about to be defeated, the Master of Emptiness and the Burning Lamp Daoist shook their palms and rushed up.

"It's really shameless, you still claim to be a decent family, do you want to win with more?"

Wang Chengen scolded, and Han Yin, Yang Wanli, Li Youniang, Tang Wancai and Gu Shunyi, as well as the Jinyi Guards and other generals present also moved.

They can't watch the excitement anymore, they have to help His Majesty.

It's just that these people have the strength to do so, in front of this monk, there is a rabble, and they will lie down with a wave of their palms, and the surging true qi forces them to get close.

So in the center of the field, the four of them were still fighting.

"Well done!" Chongzhen shouted, "Today, I want to pick the masters of the three factions with one sword!"

The four of them turned around, their true qi roared, and the palms of the monk and the two old Taoists kept slapping on Chongzhen's body, but whether it was the Burning Sun Palm or the Tiangang Palm, they were all dissolved by the Golden Bell Jar one by one.

Chongzhen still didn't use the sword technique to ward off evil spirits, the seven-star sword added a palm, and launched the eighteen palms of the dragon, and in the roar of the dragon and the tiger, one monk and two Dao flew out one after another.

When he fell to the ground, the monks and the two monks all vomited blood.

"I haven't seen you for a few days, Your Majesty's kung fu has improved to another level, and the old man is ashamed of himself, Amitabha." The empty monk wiped a handful of blood from the corner of his mouth, the last time he and Chongzhen started, he didn't lose so badly, and now it's still 3 to 1.

"Your Majesty, today's business is not over, we will have a date later!" After the monk finished speaking, he jumped off the Great Wall and disappeared into the night......

Emperor Wu of the Ming Dynasty Chongzhen