Since the battle thirty years ago, Xiang Tai'a has never done anything with anyone, but he has only learned the way of the sword in the Sword Pavilion and wants to take that step. Occasionally appear in front of the disciples, which is not respectful.

As soon as I got out of the customs today, I was humiliated by this junior brother who should have died a long time ago, and revealed the scars that I didn't want to mention, but I couldn't refute it.

Mrs. Xiang doesn't want to hear anyone mention the events of the year anymore, and she can't refute it, so shut up forever!

His eyes were fierce, his body revealed infinite killing intent, and a burst of fire suddenly erupted from his body, and the raging flames burned everything around him, and the space was rippled under this high temperature. The only thing that survived was the burlap coat and the strange long sword in his hand.

Xiang Tai'a walked slowly in the direction of Zhang Wendao, leaving clear footprints with black smoke on the sword testing platform. At the same time, the low eyebrows in his hand actually shattered little by little from the tip of the sword, turning into countless fragments, like ashes burning in flames, slowly floating in the air.

When the last hilt of the sword was gone, the ashes burrowed into Xiang Tai'a's body. The skin that was touched was first mottled with a dark red, and then immediately glowed with a blinding red glow. The irregular patches looked extremely ugly, and gradually, every inch of skin was covered by these red spots, and the flowing firelight had obscured the facial features. The whole person looks like a burning man made of magma. Let out an inhuman cry:

"Come, lead to death!"

With this angry cry, Xiang Tai'a finally completed the fusion with the low eyebrows, and the monstrous fierce flames seemed to ignite this heaven and earth.

This time, Li naturally finally matched the "come" when he went down the mountain with the person in front of him. This is the majesty of the great peak of the Cave Void Realm, and the sword master of this Sword Pavilion is not far from "breaking the void and seeing the gods"! The bad may just be an opportunity.

Sure enough, I heard Xiang Tai'a continue to let out a strange laugh:

"Senior brother, junior brother, in fact, I have to thank you, I have stayed at the peak of this cave for a long time. But you have always been alone to explore, this time you came, didn't you solve problems for your brother? ”。

There was a burst of excitement in his voice. Continue to talk to yourself

"You also know what kind of exercises I practice, and there are only a handful of people in the world who have reached this realm, and there is no trace of them. Senior brother, I don't think about tea and dinner every day, I just think about whether there can be a kind Cave Void powerhouse to confirm with me and help me climb to the realm of breaking the void. ”

Walking towards Zhang Wendao step by step, his strange voice revealed a hint of sadness and grievance, like a close friend who hadn't seen him for a long time blaming the other party for not coming to visit him.

Li naturally felt that it was probably the flaws in this exercise that made this old monster nervous. But it's undeniable that he's really strong. Looking at the blue sword qi that was forced to retreat, he couldn't help but be a little worried when he looked at the old man's eyes.

At this moment, the monster Xiang Tai'a suddenly exerted force under his feet, burst into a wave of qi, and rushed out. At the same time, his hands formed claws and smashed the blue sword qi that could have been resisted.

All this happened in an instant, and before anyone in the audience could react, the pair of claws with a rolling heat wave had already arrived in front of Zhang Wendao, grabbed his neck with one hand, and went straight to the dantian with the other.

Zhang Wendao's body swept back rapidly, and the sword moves in his hand did not stop, and he slashed straight at the pair of hands that went straight to his vital point.

What I didn't expect was that the hand grabbed towards the blade without dodging.

With a "dang" sound, the scene of the palm being cut off did not happen, and the hands that flowed with flames were as hard as steel and iron, and there was no scar under the blow. changed his move and continued to grab Zhang Wendao.

The red flames brought up afterimages, forcing the old figure to keep retreating, and the long sword in his hand

It is also a wave of splashing water, which can withstand this bursting offensive.

One side was aggressive, the other side fought and retreated, and the entire sword test platform was covered with various paw prints and sword marks, and under the impact, the vast aftermath exploded wrapped in smoke and dust, like a blooming flower of death.

The speed and strength of the two sides made the originally wide sword test platform seem a little cramped, and from time to time they had to fly into the air for a fierce grappling.

The smoke and dust in the sky had made the spectators unable to see the situation in the field, and they could only hear the sound of impact endlessly, which continued, and the people in the Sword Pavilion continued to sigh at the strength of the sword master, and their expressions were full of honor. At the same time, I also have to sigh, that Zhang Wendao is really not given for nothing, if you change to yourself, can you hold up a move and a half?

The sound of the crash of the fight finally became quiet. Li naturally never felt that a quarter of an hour was so long, and wiped his face twice with his sleeve, and stared closely at the messy sword test platform.

The people in the Sword Pavilion also stopped discussing and focused their eyes on the field.

As if afraid that the audience would wait too long, a sudden gust of wind in the venue reminded me that the dust in the sky seemed to be pushed away by a big hand, just like what Li naturally saw under the mountain.

In a few moments, the sword test platform and two figures appeared in front of everyone.

The sword test platform, which was originally flat like a huge grinding disc, was now torn apart, and countless fragments of boulders and the ravines that were scattered everywhere.

Xiang Tai'a has returned to his original appearance, wrapped in coarse linen clothes, holding the low eyebrows that have been returned to the sheath in his hand, the clouds are light and the wind is light, and the smile is full. Just standing there barefoot. There was not a single scar on his body.

And Zhang Wendao on the other side was a little embarrassed at this time, the dark crane with the runes flowing behind it was already dim at this time, it was covered with holes of different sizes, and the exposed skin was bruised, some were black, and blood was gurgling from the bottom of the ribs.

Only the crown on his head is still meticulous, and the sword in his hand is still cold.

Li Nature's eyes were red, he clenched his teeth, restrained his emotions, and he clearly saw that under his ribs, he was pierced by a claw, and there was still a burning sword intent around the wound.

The supernatural powerhouse has been able to quickly restore his body, and the strong man with the void can be reborn with broken limbs and heal his flesh and blood.

But all this is based on the abundance of Xuan Qi, after Xiang Tai'a's blow, he left his sword intent at the wound, Zhang Wendao in the battle could not mobilize his whole body to remove it, but his own Xuan Qi would involuntarily repair all the damage on his body, if the depth of Xuan Qi in the two of them was equal, then the result was self-evident. What a vicious mind!

However, at this time, Zhang Wendao was still expressionless, just like when he went down the mountain, he said "I'm going to die" in a calm tone, as if he was not injured.

"Why did you stop?" He asked, looking at the other side, as if he were the one who had the upper hand.

Xiang Tai'a, who was still there with a smile on her face, the corners of her eyes and mouth trembled. His expression almost got out of control.

"Senior brother, if I don't stop, you're going to die, this is not what I want to see." He tried to calm the anger in his heart, this old thing was so annoying. When he has achieved his goal, he will definitely burn him to ashes and save his anger.

Zhang Wendao stared at him with burning eyes, and his tone was unhurried,

"Master said that your sword and swordsmanship are skillful, fierce and domineering, and your initial cultivation is extremely fast and there is no bottleneck, but he deduced that if a person who practices swordsmanship wants to break through the void, he must take away his manifold and complete this sword way, and you are not right to say this."

It seems to be questioning, but the tone is full of certainty.

Xiang Tai'a, who had just calmed down and was not as knowledgeable as a dead man, suddenly sank his face when he heard this, and his eyes were gloomy.

Zhang Wendao coughed for a while, highlighted a few mouthfuls of blood clots, waved his hand, and continued to take care of himself: "In the thirteenth month of the Heart Sect back then, there were only two of you left, and it seemed that you had escaped from Ascension, but I think this thing is strange everywhere, and why is this Immortal Bridge broken?" Why should I, the one who broke through the void immediately, survive? ”

Speaking of this, he looked at one of the onlookers with endless mockery on his face: "Combined with Master's words, I thought of it, your thing has been laid out since then, and I will break the bridge of immortality, that is, I will definitely come to you before I die, even my lifespan." I have not escaped your calculations, knowing that I will go up the mountain today. Isn't it, Qing Ce's 'big' Xuanshi? ”

Hearing the name, everyone looked at an old man in a gray robe who was not revealing anything, Elder Qingce usually takes care of the miscellaneous servants and does the errand of sprinkling and cleaning the court. How can it be a great mysticist?

It is a great monk who is like a supernatural realm, and in addition to the fact that the attack is slightly weaker, it is the numerology trace of cultivation, and the supernatural power of Taoism and speech is much more important than that of ordinary sword cultivation.

Feeling everyone's incredulous gaze, the old man named Qing Ce closed his eyes and remained silent.

One didn't speak, the other had gloomy eyes, but Zhang Wendao smiled, laughed very happily, laughed very presumptuously.

Smiling and smiling, Xiang Tai'a on the other side suddenly changed his face, with a ghostly expression. There is no longer that calm and calm, and the mouth keeps murmuring: "Impossible, this is impossible, absolutely impossible!" ”

"Have you counted that?"