Jiang Chengzi's strength was originally the best among the disciples of the generation, and there was not much difference compared to Tie Yan, and the two of them were fighting against each other, although he could remain undefeated, but he could not take advantage.

In contrast, Zhang Qiang's side was much more dangerous, and as soon as Wei Qian made a move, he carried a sneering sound of breaking through the air, as if countless sword blades were slashing around him.

Zhang Qiang is successful in refining his body, and he can't hurt even a single bit with an ordinary blade, but at this moment, he can't help but be frightened when he only hears the sound of the wind.

The number of sword cultivators is extremely small, and Zhang Qiang has not been cultivating for a long time, so he only knows what is terrible when he faces it in person at this moment.

The right hand waved Xiao Yan's stick impenetrable, and the left hand kept taking advantage of the gap to swing his fist, Zhang Qiang had never had such a strong opponent, and he didn't dare to retain any strength at this moment.

But even so, he soon found himself in the sword net, and he couldn't break through even if he rushed left and right.

Wan Huaiqing wanted to help, but was stopped by Zhang Qiaobi and said, "Look at how fast that sword cultivation is, not only can we not help Zhang Qiang when we go up, but we will make trouble for him!"

Fan Shuyao waved his pen and wrote, and a divine dragon shook his head and galloped towards it, and Zhang Qiang showed a trend of encirclement, but Wei Qian's expression was numb, just a backhand wave, the cold light passed, and the divine dragon was actually cut off by the head, Fan Shuyao's face turned pale, and he couldn't help but languish a little.

Several of them are the best among the disciples, but at this time, a pair of sword cultivators Wei Qian are all unfavorable, and they are tied.

Not only that, Wei Qian's speed is getting faster and faster, Zhang Qiang's body is like boiling, although the more he fights, the more courageous he becomes, but the difference in strength is also dangerous.

Seeing that the situation had been decided, Mu Qianxun said proudly: "I repeat, there is only the Seven Star Holy Land now. There is no Daoyan Holy Land anymore!"

"Chihiro. You're doing this perversely. How can you be the opponent of so many people? Listen to me, don't try to plot any seven-star inheritance! As long as you are willing to agree, I will hand over the last layer of the Great Yan Divine Technique to you!"

The person who spoke was Yan Ruyan, so I don't know how he escaped from the hut.

Zhang Qiang was in a crisis and didn't have time to take care of the surrounding situation, so he only heard Mu Yunlong roaring: "Mu Qianxun, you have imprisoned your mother for so many years, and you still don't repent?"

The audience exploded, and everyone thought that Mu Yunlong was just Mu Qianxun's disciple. At this moment, I knew that Mu Qianxun had trapped his biological mother for many years, and he was an enemy.

Yan Ruyan said softly: "Qianhiro, if you get lost, I am not to blame for what happened in the past, and I still love you as before!

"A family, they turned out to be a family!"

Many disciples who had cultivated in the Daoyan Holy Land for many years exclaimed in disbelief, because they had never thought that Mu Qianxun was actually Mu Yunlong's father!

You must know that Mu Yunlong's personality is a little rebellious, and he is not well received among his disciples, and the most important thing is that everyone knows that Mu Qianxun has always treated him badly!

Mu Qianxun said: "It's still too late for you to stand on my side now! I don't care about you eating inside and out!"

Yan Ruyan's body trembled. Seemingly extremely painful, Mu Yunlong shouted, "Mu Qianxun." You can find death yourself, but let your mother suffer for so many years, this account can't be counted!"

"Do you have the ability?" the corners of Mu Qianxun's mouth rose, and there seemed to be obvious irony in his words!

"Okay, I'm going to break your Dayan Divine Technique today!" Mu Yunlong clenched his fists and suddenly put the turtle's back behind him in front of him.

The turtle's back was different from what Zhang Qiang had seen, the whole body was dark yellow, almost the size of an adult's body.

Mu Qianxun was stunned for a moment, frowning and looking at the turtle's back, Mu Yunlong cast an incomparably repeated spell with both hands, and then bit his index finger and drew a strange pattern on the turtle's back.

Seeing this, Mu Qianxun suddenly laughed: "I said, how did you release Dongyouzi, it turned out that you learned to push the back map, right? Could it be that you think that pushing the back map can break my Dayan Divine Technique?"

Mu Yunlong's body trembled, he thought that Mu Qianxun would be afraid of his methods, and he didn't want to not only see through the means of pushing back pictures, but also have no fear.

Puzzled in his heart, Mu Yunlong looked at Yan Ruyan with an inquiring gaze.

Yan Ruyan said: "Pushing the back map can indeed crack the Great Yan Divine Technique, Yunlong, my mother won't lie to you!"

Mu Yunlong nodded vigorously and said, "Okay! He has looked down on me all his life, and I am about to break the Great Yan Divine Technique, which he is best at!"

Mu Qianxun shook his head and sneered, full of disdain, and did not argue with Mu Yunlong, he simply sat on the holy chair and drank tea.

Tiger Lao was furious and pounced, but before he could get close to Mu Qianxun, he was firmly trapped by the power of the Seven Stars!

Roaring in anger, he was blessed by the Holy Lord, Mu Qianxun sat in the position of the Holy Lord like this, he looked sadder than anyone else.

Usually forbearance can be done, but at this time, there is only one thought in his mind, which is to kick Mu Qianxun off the stage.

The seven-star divine power trapped him tighter and tighter, but the tiger elder roared incessantly, attacking with fists and feet, like madness.

Some scheming gambling arena monks quietly approached the Holy Lord Kuang Licheng, using various magical powers to break through the power of the Seven Stars, but the Seven Star Divine Array was an ancient formation, and the Rouhu had no choice, how could they break it?

In terms of numbers, a one-sided situation has been formed on the field, but under the shroud of the Seven Star Ancient Array, there are many monks in the gambling arena, but they can't exert any ability.

Seeing this, the Holy Lord Kuang Licheng waved his hand and motioned for everyone to wait and see what happened, and then they quieted down.

"Zhang Qiang!" Wan Huaiqing exclaimed, attracting everyone's attention.

It turned out that Wei Qianyi's sword swept and almost slashed against Zhang Qiang's neck, and at a glance he could still see conspicuous blood marks.

Zhang Qiang was shocked and angry when he walked away from the ghost gate, urging the Xiaoyan stick method to the extreme.

The essence and blood in the body were boiling and boiling, and the front end of the small stick was constantly expanding, almost as thick as a person!

Zhang Qiang carried one end of the small stick and danced the treasure in his hand into a gust of wind, but even so, he already had several sword wounds on his shoulders, legs, and chest!

Rouhu's expression moved slightly, and he looked at the shadow on Wei Qianjian's light and said, "Demon Swordsman, his sword path carries demonic energy! Zhang Qiang, you have to be careful!"

"Demon Swordsman?" Zhang Qiang was stunned, he didn't seem to have heard of this statement, thinking that he was nothing more than a powerful sword cultivator, as long as he found a flaw, he would not be afraid of him!

"Rouhu, you are really powerful, you can recognize the origin of the demon swordsman at a glance!hehe, if you demonize another body refiner, it will be perfect!" Mu Qianxun was triumphant, and Rouhu snorted: "You are less proud, someone will clean you up later!" and then shouted: "Zhang Qiang, keep your strength, our helper will be here soon!"

"Could it be that sword cultivation is really invincible at the same level?" Zhang Qiang didn't believe it in his heart, but his strength was not as good as others at the moment, so he had to keep dodging and retreating.

But if he retreats one point, Wei Qian will advance one point, and if the Seven Star Divine Array and Blood Flame Formation on the periphery of them are not broken, he will not be blocked in the corner.

The fat chef was washing the meat, spilling the seasoning evenly with one hand, looking at Zhang Qiang's dangerous situation and shouting: "Boy, hold on! The elder who can fight should be on the way!"

"On the way, fat chef, what are you kidding! Gui Long Sect is thousands of miles away from here, where can Zhang Qiang hold on?" Wan Huaiqing exclaimed angrily.

The fat chef said with some embarrassment: "How did I know that there is another sword cultivator here? I knew that this was the case, and I would never let a few of them chase any demon boss and compete for some demon extermination order!"

Mu Qianxun said: "You don't know too much! hurry up and make a feast, this sect has achieved the Seven Star Holy Land, just to celebrate!"

"It's beautiful to think about!" the fat chef pouted and said, "This is my return to the Dragon Sect's celebration banquet!

"Exterminate demons?" Mu Qianxun suddenly remembered that a boy had said that a mysterious person in Yuanwu had issued a demon extermination order, and the major sects had worked together to exterminate the demon clan, but then he felt that it had nothing to do with the situation in front of him, so he left it behind.

Zhang Qiang was in a difficult situation, but his heart was always bright, and he never forgot to look for weaknesses in Wei Qian's swordsmanship.

But as his injuries worsened, his heart became heavier and heavier, because the swordsmanship was flexible and elegant, and he sent and received from his heart, and there was no trajectory at all. Coupled with the extremely fast speed, he couldn't guard against it, even if he had a hegemonic physique, the wounds on his body began to bleed.

The fat chef couldn't help but look at the sky while concentrating on preparing the banquet, as if he was waiting for someone, Wan Huaiqing and Zhang Qiaobi couldn't bear it, and finally helped.

But the situation is the same as Zhang Qiaobi said in advance, not only could they not share the burden for Zhang Qiang, but instead caused Zhang Qiang to be injured several times in order to protect them.

"Forget it, our sisters are useless, we can't even touch other people's swords!" Wan Huaiqing was anxious, but she could only call Zhang Qiaobi to stop together.

When Zhang Qiang was worried that he couldn't crack the opponent's offensive, he suddenly felt a burning sensation coming from his wrist, and he was overjoyed, knowing that Kunlun had sucked his own blood and was finally going to play a role again.

Although he was deeply injured and shed a lot of blood when he received the benefits of Kunlun several times, he always thought about it afterwards that the benefits were more.

Because almost every time Kunlun plays a role, his physique and bloodline will be significantly improved, and more importantly, the previous injuries can be quickly recovered!

After the burning sensation, a cool feeling was transmitted into his brain, and Zhang Qiang's spirit was shocked, and it seemed that his mind became more flexible.

The scene of Xie Wenxuan performing his swordsmanship in the wilderness kept coming to mind, Zhang Qiang fought and retreated, his eyes becoming clearer and clearer.

"Send and receive from the heart, attack and defend freely, is it only you?" Zhang Qiang has already realized the power of the heart, and at this moment he has a clear clue, and finally feels the essence of the imperial sword technique.

He immediately bent his legs slightly, guarding the sea of knowledge, his body was like a rock, and his qi was condensed like a mountain.

Although he had not recovered from his previous injuries, judging from the expression on the raised corners of his mouth, he had completely relaxed, and he didn't care about Wei Qian's sharp swordsmanship!

"Wei Qian, fight quickly, kill him!" Mu Qianxun finally couldn't bear it anymore and ordered Wei Qian.

But without waiting for Wei Qian to make a move, Zhang Qiang's left hand swayed and waved, and fist shadows poured out one after another, looking like a wild dragon going out to sea from a distance, majestic.

At the same time, he held the small stick in his right hand and couldn't help stirring, and he actually used a trick in the small stick to "stir the world"! (To be continued......