The Venerable Master appeared and became the focus of attention.

Great Grandmaster, he really stood at the top of the martial arts, who could see it in ordinary times, but today he appeared in front of him, but unfortunately he was a big devil.

He also threatened to wash the True Martial Sect in blood.

Who is not afraid!

Even Lu Yuan had a solemn expression, and his face was not good-looking.

Jiang Ming just stood quietly, feeling the changes in the other party's breath, analyzing what was going on with the so-called cold ice true meaning.

With his powerful spirit and hundredfold understanding, he vaguely realized.

"Heaven and earth? And that's not all! ”

Jiang Ming pondered silently.

Being able to induce cold qi is beyond the scope of ordinary exercises, beyond common sense.

"Only by fighting and feeling it can we see through the essence of the artistic conception!"

Jiang Ming was eager to try, but he was not in a hurry.

This guy jumped out and would never stop.

As for the appearance of Situ Ming and Chong Erliang, he was not surprised, because he had already felt it. After they reported their home, they also felt a sudden in their hearts.

When he was in Heifeng Village, he killed Tan Feng, the elder of the Demon Sect, and the main fist of the deputy sect of the Divine Fist Gate, and he got the news: using the Shaoyang Sutra as an introduction, he besieged and killed two or two.

Obviously, the Xiao family is either related to the Sun Moon Demon Sect, or colluded with Fist Wuji.

There are no two fists, Tan Feng, Situ Ming, even if you don't count the Xiao family, you are eight or nine percent sure of the siege and killing.

"Am I his savior?" Jiang Ming looked at Chong Erliang and thought strangely in his heart.

He was even more sure that the people of the Demon Sect were by no means the only ones in Situ Ming.

"There is also a terrifying existence, even the Master of Xuan Ming didn't sense it, it's interesting!" Jiang Ming was not afraid at all.

This battle has gained a lot, although I really want to precipitate it, I can see the great master, and I am still a little happy to see it.

Artistic conception, artistic conception, only really felt, with the introduction, he is sure to realize one in a short time.

Chong Erliang said helplessly: "Am I going to be forced to participate in the war?" ”

"When you meet, it is fate, fate arises and dies, fate is born and dies, it is all fate." Situ Ming had already walked over, "I'm just passing by, but since I've met, let's witness life and death, anyway, there are countless grievances between our two sects." If you die here, on another day, I will personally go to the Divine Fist Gate to surpass your disciples and let them go down to the earth to accompany you. ”

"Old thing, you really think you're going to eat me." Chong Erliang sneered, and as soon as his body straightened, he flew out of the big shock and strode towards the other party, "You people of the Demon Sect, whether it is a demon cub or an old devil, you all deserve to die. ”

"Kill the fist, die!"

As soon as he jumped into the air, he punched out a storm sound, as if piercing the void and blasting into the opponent's head.

This is pure and incomparable power, far more powerful than the original fist.

Situ Ming sneered, flipped his palms and took the initiative to attack.

The two fought together.

The other side.

"Really, not for me?" The Venerable Master revealed a dangerous glow.

"I'm going to try the Great Grandmaster's methods, whether he can kill me!" Jiang Ming threw it casually, and fell to Lu Yuan along with the Shaoyin Sutra, "Brother Lu, take it away for me first!" ”

In addition to Lu Yuan, there were also Chang Qing and other Tianwu troops, as well as several women in black.

Those black-clothed people are all innate realms, and there is also a grandmaster among them, who is by no means weak in terms of strength.

Under the joint force, even in the face of the Xuan Ming Venerable, he can resist for a moment.

"Brother Jiang, you're hurting me!" Lu Yuan said bitterly, "This thing is a hot potato, and it will be taken off if you are not careful." ”

"It's really picked, I'll take revenge on you!" Jiang Ming responded, and a huge aura was unabashedly released.

Stronger than ever.

In the face of the Great Grandmaster, he has to fight with all his might.

Otherwise, if you are killed, you will not even have a chance to regret it.

At the same time, he drew the long sword again, as for the black knife? but they did not take it.

"Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, so brave!" Without saying a word, the Venerable Master raised his hand, and the surging palm power surged with a strong chill, and he shouted at the same time, "I will let you see the power of the Great Grandmaster, the Ice Divine Palm, and die." ”

Even if there was a protective body, Jiang Ming also felt the chill of Sensen.

"The quality of true qi is even better, and it also carries a chill, like the power of heaven and earth." Jiang Ming's eyes flickered, and while he understood the change in this palm, he also analyzed the essence of his true qi.

His wrist turned, the sword shadows were thousands, and wisps of sword qi erupted out, like a spring drizzle, dense and endless.

It is the drizzle swordsmanship.

Soft to the extreme, defense first.

This sword technique could not block the opponent's palm strength, and while Jiang Ming retreated, he also used the sword technique to the extreme, using dense sword qi to defuse the opponent's attack.

"Interesting." The Venerable Master of Xuan Ming deceived himself and smashed thousands of sword qi with one palm, from top to bottom, like a big grinding, and condensed the extreme cold, with the meaning of freezing all things.

The surrounding void was frozen, and the frost was everywhere, and this area seemed to have entered the cold winter wax moon period.

The extreme sense of oppression made Jiang Ming tremble, and he felt a pressure from heaven and earth at the same time.

This is realm suppression.

"Eighteen Swords of Torrential Rain!" Jiang Ming's sword momentum turned, and the speed of his sword suddenly increased several times.

This is the advanced swordsmanship of the Thirty-Six Swords of Drizzle.

Pay attention to one fast, one urgent.

Buzzing......

The void trembled, the sword groaned endlessly, and he forcibly tore the palm strength, breaking the blow, and at the same time, he also felt the cold qi penetrate deep into his body, with his powerful physique, the incomparably thick true qi was still trembling.

As soon as the true qi turns, the qi and blood vibrate, and it is removed.

"It's worthy of the realm of the Great Grandmaster, it's so powerful!" Jiang Ming was surprised.

He originally thought that no matter how strong the great grandmaster was, he was still within the realm of the grandmaster, and he still belonged to the Martial Dao Triple Gang Qi Realm.

But he was wrong.

"The great master here is strong in the power of artistic conception, blessed by the rhyme of heaven and earth, and the true qi contains attributes, every move, and it seems that the power of heaven suppresses it, so that he is so strong!"

While Jiang Ming analyzed, the long sword turned, and the thousands of sword shadows also made the Master of Xuan Ming feel tricky.

"Nine Swords in the Shower!"

His sword momentum changed again, and suddenly a sword sword was like a storm, and it seemed to carry thousands of thunderbolts down, and it was so violent that it forced the Master of Xuan Ming to take a step back.

"This whole set of swordsmanship, layer by layer, is wonderful, wonderful!" The Master of Xuan Ming could naturally see that whether it was the Thirty-six Swords of Drizzle, the Eighteen Swords of Rapid Rain, and the current Nine Swords of Shower, they were all a set of advanced swordsmanship, and they were extremely powerful.

"But that's it after all!" The Venerable Master said, "Without the blessing of artistic conception, no matter how strong the sword technique is, it is limited. Xuan Ming God fingers, one finger to the hole. ”

His figure disappeared abruptly, but he had already passed through the dense sword net, and pointed at Jiang Ming's eyebrows.

The sharp cold light, the power that pierced through everything, made Jiang Ming's eyebrows ach faintly, and it made him a little unable to react faster.

Airplanes......

The golden light suddenly appeared, forming a whole nine layers, and it was the golden light that blocked him, but it was broken through the nine layers by the finger of the Master Xuanming.

It's like paper paste, but it also resists the moment.

"Three Swords of Wild Rain!"

Jiang Ming was still very calm, and the sword momentum changed again, as if the Nine Heavens Galaxy was pouring down with endless wind and thunder, and as soon as the three swords came out, the rain hit the plantain and forced the Master of Xuan Ming to retreat.

"A sword in the rain!"

In the end, the three swords merged into one, turning into a taboo killing move of this set of swordsmanship, like a meteor across the sky, like lightning condensation, returning to simplicity, condensing a little cold light on the tip of the sword, which suddenly made the Master of Xuan Ming have a creepy feeling, and his body exploded.