Since the opening of the palace of the king, Yang Zhen has always occupied the first throne, no one dares to challenge, the strength of the Canglan hegemony is famous, but at this moment, it is different.

Because finally someone walked to the first throne.

"I don't know how thick the sky is, I dare to challenge him." The Tianjiao of Qinwu Academy is not angry, because the Tianjiao of Liangzhou outside of Surabaya is too arrogant.

Moreover, in their hearts, although Yang Zhen is not yet the number one on the Qin Martial List, he is no different from the first on the Qin Martial List, and it will be a matter of time.

"Maybe you're going to be beaten and you don't even know your mother." The exit was ruthless, and he was directly insulted.

The man in black didn't seem to hear it, and soon came to the first throne outside the hundred zhang space.

Yang Zhen looked at this person's face through the barrier, but he could only see the outline, but Yang Zhen was not nervous, and his heroic eyes were a little longing, eager to fight.

"True ......" Qin Ningyi thought silently, although she wasn't worried about Yang Zhen much, but after all, she still had some thoughts.

"I'm sure I'll win." Qin Ningyi has a strong confidence in Yang Zhen, even if the other party is extremely mysterious.

In the eyes of the Yuyin Divine Body, he was concerned about Yang Zhen, or he still had a mustard in his heart, but with the understanding of the past few days, Yu Bing found that Yang Zhen was heroic, and with the help of Canglan Tyrant, this spirit was already lethal to many girls, not to mention that the two already had the reality of husband and wife, which attracted Yu Bing even more.

The man in black walked slowly and walked into the barrier.

Out of respect, Yang Zhen stood up from the throne. This is etiquette, and it is also respect for the cultivator himself.

"I was surprised that there was no arrogance." The words of the man in black were still cold, and he walked slowly in the Baizhang space, as if this was the back garden of his home.

Yang Zhen has no words, and if he dares to challenge himself, he can already prove a lot of problems, and with the pace of this person's leisurely walk at the moment, it is enough to show that this person's strength is not bad.

Yang Zhen's body gradually rose with a domineering unparalleled momentum, and his eyes were a little more dignified.

"Canglan hegemony, worthy of the name, it's a pity, when you meet me, it's your tragedy......" Feeling the unparalleled power, the eyes of the man in black fell on Yang Zhen, and after looking at it for a long time, he said.

"Who are you?" Yang Zhen asked.

"You'll know, but not now." An arrow step, shooting straight at Yang Zhen.

Without warning, extremely fast.

"Humph!" Yang Zhen was a little angry, his divine body was not a secret in the Sixteen Kingdoms of Surabaya, but this person was very mysterious and he didn't know anything.

However, this does not affect Yang Zhen's judgment.

Fang Tian painted the halberd in his hand, and his sharpness instantly turned into a sharp blade, meeting the rushing black shadow.

A spear suddenly appeared, held in the hand of the man in black, as if he was charging into battle.

Bite!

The tip of the needle is on the wheat mang.

Two sharp, spear tip and halberd tip, accurate and unfazed, meet in the air.

The momentum of the peerless instantly turned into a wave of air sweeping in the sky, competing with the momentum of the man in black.

"Who the hell is this person?" In the main hall, many geniuses of the Sixteen Kingdoms of Surabaya were puzzled, and just with the hand just now, it had already made many people frightened.

"Senior Brother Tianyan......" Qiang Rong set his eyes on Tianyan.

"This person's name is Spear Wufeng." Tianyan's face was a little unnatural, and even Tianyan seemed to be afraid of this person.

Qiang Rong had already seen this, otherwise Tianyan would not have behaved like this.

"Spear without peak, spear without peak......" Qiang Rong kept repeating the name, trying to recall, but found that there was no memory of this at all.

"Yes, the spear has no peak, it does not belong to any force, it is rumored that it is a genius who came out of a secret place, since he was born, he has been fighting, struggling between life and death, which is why he has today's strength." Tianyan explained.

It's okay not to say it, but with the words of Tianyan, everyone is even more confused.

"Perhaps, you don't know about Spear Wufeng, but there is a name, you must have heard of it." The light of the heavenly eyes stared straight at the figure of Spear Wufeng.

"What's your name?"

The little Leiyang King couldn't bear it anymore, and it seemed that the name of one person in his memory coincided with what he was looking for.

"It's him."

"Spear God." Almost in unison.

King Xiao Leiyang finally recognized this person's name.

Tianyan also said the name of Spear Wufeng.

"It turned out to be him." Qiang Rong suddenly realized.

The Spear God, a legendary name, is almost on a par with the first true legend of the major forces outside of Surabaya.

That's the terrible thing about this name, and the origin of this name is even more terrifying.

Spear Wufeng, once participated in the battle of two countries, one person in two armies, with a spear, the achievement of ten thousand people, it is also this battle, created the spear god.

From then on, the world only knew the spear god, but did not know the spear Wufeng, but this did not affect his reputation at all, but with the improvement of strength, it became even more terrifying.

From then on, a spear is invincible in the world.

"Senior Brother Yang Zhen......" A Tianjiao of the Qin Martial Academy was immediately a little worried after learning the name of the spear god.

Although Yang Zhen is domineering, from the confrontation between the two armies, the person who can achieve the beheading of 10,000 people is definitely not ordinary.

"Don't worry, Senior Brother Yang Zhen, you won't let us down." There are constant disputes between the six colleges, and even among the major colleges, but at the moment they are united with the outside world, which is a kind of unity and a kind of personal charm.

"I hope so." A lot of people prayed.

"Really, I believe you." Qin Ningyi and Yang Zhen were only separated by a hundred zhang space, and they could see the battle between the two clearly.

In the hundred zhang space, a spear and a halberd are all weapons that open and close, and the strength of the two is extraordinary, and for a while, there is a pleasing feeling.

On the other side, Yang Ning won nearly five games in a row, and came to the thirtieth hundred-zhang space, there was no joy in victory, Yang Ning's heart seemed to be eternal, and he was one step closer to the eternal sword heart.

The ambition to fight, the passionate heart, never stops.

At this moment, Yang Ning was very tired, because the closer he got to the throne in front of him, the stronger his strength became, so Yang Ning's pace was even a little slow, but Yang Ning never gave up.

Kenshin grows in exhaustion, and the path of the strong transforms in battle.

Yang Ning embarked on the journey of the twenty-ninth throne.

Giving up, Yang Ning has long been left behind, the sword needs to be tempered, just like people, only after experiencing hardships, only after experiencing ups and downs, can they grow.

The killing sword was blood-red, and he pressed it on the hilt with one hand, like condensing fat and blood, and with Yang Ning's footsteps, he entered the Baizhang space.

"Let's fight!" Yang Ning is very crisp, and his heart is like a stone.

"Are you tired?" In the hundred-zhang space, this person seemed to be very surprised.

Yang Ning didn't speak, only an indomitable momentum.

"It's really unwise to do it with me at this moment."

Yang Ning was like a sword.

"Since you have made up your mind, then you are welcome...... "The other party directly slapped his palm, since Yang Ning entered the Baizhang space, between the two, it was already doomed, and it was necessary to fight.

Yang Ning's footsteps moved slowly, although the palm power was already close in front of him, it seemed that it was still very slow for Yang Ning.

Boom!

There was a crunch.

Laugh at!

Sword light shuttles.

The sword pierced the fleshy palm.

The palm power is scattered.

"Ah...... You...... You ...... "lightning fast, and the person didn't react at all."

"If you lose, you have to admit it." Yang Ning's voice was calm, and the sword blade had all been gathered and hidden in the scabbard.

"Yes, I lost ......" was a little lost, although Yang Ning was already very weak, but after all, he was defeated because of arrogance and blindness.

"Don't be discouraged." Yang Ning walked out of the Baizhang space.

The heart is like iron, and the heart is like a rock.

Win all battles, one step closer.

But Yang Ning knew better in his heart that the remaining road was definitely more difficult than the one he had already walked.

The twenty-eighth hundred-zhang space.

Although the Thunder Knife Tuoba Maniac has a broken blade, his ambition is there.

"Come to war." Yang Ning was extremely tired, but Yang Ning clearly felt that as long as he survived this battle, he would be able to go further.

In the extreme realm, only in order to make the swordsman continue to improve, in the extreme realm, is the real way to progress.

Yang Ning felt that he was one step closer to the Extreme Realm.

"I know you." Yang Ning looked at the Thunder Knife. From Yang Pi, Yang Ning learned some information about the Tuoba Maniac.

"I have also seen your record......" The Tuoba madman was not nervous, because although his knife was cracked, the heart of the knife was still there.

"How do you feel?" Yang Ning's voice was a little weak, but people were like swords.

"Your ambitions are so big that I am surprised." The Tuoba madman was shocked by Yang Ning's ambition, but a sword intent rose from his body.

There is never a winner in the sword, and there is always loneliness between the swords.

But what is the relationship between the two today?

"Your knife is cracked, I'm extremely tired, why don't I see, let's have a fight?" Yang Ning's sword couldn't stand it, and there seemed to be some kind of attraction between the swords.

"There is no first in the text, and there is no second in the martial arts. Wendou is not advisable. The Tuoba madman directly refused, saying: "Maybe we can replace cultivation with tricks and have a 'Wen Dou' of swords." ”

"Okay, that's a deal." Yang Ning readily agreed. I gradually have a understanding of the character of the Tuoba madman, although this person belongs to the sixteen countries of Surabaya, but he is an upright swordsman.

"Since I agree, then I'll make a move......" The Tuoba madman's palm knife was sharp, like a thunder knife reappeared.

The sound was like thunder, and the sound of breaking the air came.

"Good knife technique." Yang Ning roared, and pointed a little, the sword intent was majestic, and the Thunder Sword didn't want to go up and down.

"Thunder is happy, and a long slash is made." The speed of the knife of the Tuoba madman was as fast as lightning, and between the swiftness, it surpassed the sound.

Unexpectedly, the distance between the two of them was pulled in instantly.

"Seven-step lore sword!" Yang Ning showed his best swordsmanship.

But with Yang Ning's long howl, Yang Ning was finally exhausted to the extreme.

In the body, as if empty, there is only a firm belief - fighting.

It's the hardest time to go.

Yang Ning and Tuoba Maniac seem to have the same disease, one is extremely tired, and the other is broken.

However, the battle continues.

Bang!

The swords collided, and there may not be a fierce collision in the space, but the two of them reached such a state with the power of pure artistic conception, which can already make many Tianjiao ashamed.

"Good knives."

"Good sword."

The two of them spoke in unison, and it was at this moment that they had a feeling of sympathy.

"Take me again." The Tuoba madman holds the sword like a frenzy.

"How about taking you with a knife?" Although Yang Ning was tired, his ambition resonated with the sword and came out of the sheath blatantly.

"Draw the sword!" Yang Ning referred to the sword, emitting a brilliant sword.

"Thunder is happy, life should be like this." The Tuoba madman is arrogant and dry, and between the big opening and closing, the thunder is bright and extinguished, and it falls from the sky along the palm knife.

Sneer......

In the sky, space is constantly annihilating.

The artistic conception of the two has reached such a state.

"Terrible ......"

"Swordsman and swordsman, between these two people, it is really a dragon and a tiger fighting ......" In the main hall, many Tianjiao still paid attention to Yang Ning.

Winning a hundred battles, this is undoubtedly a feat, especially about that legend, so that many people finally chose to believe it, otherwise Yang Ning did this, and there was no way to explain it.

Boom!

A pair of fleshy palms actually left a metallic trilling sound in the air.

Thunder Knife Draw Swordsmanship.

The scorching flames lingered between the two of them with a terrifying artistic conception.

At this moment, the two of them exploded secretly, and it sounded from the bodies of the two.

"You broke through?"

"You broke through too?"

An insurmountable pleasure rose in the hearts of the two.

The sword fights, but between the swordsman and the swordsman, there is love.

"Happy!"

"Happy ......"