The sun is setting, in front of a temple where the light of the Buddha trembles.

The Jialeng Temple is very solemn and solemn, looking at it, the whole temple is in the sunset Pudu Cihang, which makes people have a sense of worship.

In front of the temple, two teenagers stood side by side.

One of them, a black-haired young man in a black power suit with his hands in his arms, looked at the temple with great interest, and there seemed to be a smile on the corner of his mouth.

The young man next to him was dressed in purple clothes, carrying a purple sword, and his face was indifferent.

The two of them did not speak, but after thinking for a moment, they stepped out at the same time quite sharply.

one-step

Two steps

Three steps.

...

Finally stopped at the same time.

The breeze blew gently, and the tips of the two of them swayed with the wind, looking particularly chivalrous.

The purple-clothed young man gestured with his eyes.

The black-clothed young man nodded, and slowly walked to the door with his hands in his hands, the smile on his face became stronger, his eyes were slightly crazy, and his whole body was filled with the momentum of Mount Tai!

"Buzz"!

The temple seemed to feel the murderous aura, and it actually glowed and confronted. And the black-haired boy, unaffected by it at all, clenched his fists with both hands and gurgled, and punched out against the power of the Buddha's light pilgrimage.

"Hades Fist"!

A roar that resounded through the heavens and the earth swept through the air for ten miles, and a black Lingbo fist roared away!

"Boom"!

A corner of the temple collapsed, and the light dimmed a little.

"Boom"!

The boy then threw two more punches.

The temple was attacked one after another, becoming unrecognizable and crumbling.

The black-haired boy withdrew his hand, yawned lightly, seemed to be feeling a little bored, and flicked his fingers at the door, then turned and walked back.

"Boom"!

As the light of the Buddha burst open, the temple collapsed!

"Who? dare to trespass on the Dragon Temple, so bold!" a voice with endless power came from the temple.

"Great Arhat Palm!" The voice came from far and near, and a huge palm descended from the sky, overwhelming the sky, and slapping it on the head of the two teenagers with a furious momentum.

The black-clothed young man looked indifferent, a chuckle appeared at the corner of his mouth, his right hand was suddenly clenched, and a fist slammed towards the palm print.

"Hades Fist!"

"Boom"!

This blow was like the Buddha's light on Shura, his fists and palms collided, and his true qi raged, turning into rolling ripples and spreading in all directions.

"It seems that I have some ability to catch the palm of the old man!"

At this time, an old monk descended from the sky, wearing a purple and blue robe, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, but his eyes were filled with the meaning of Senran, "You are ready to be ......"

"Shhh

Before he finished speaking, a purple sword shadow flashed, and the old monk's words stuck in his throat, and he immediately fell to the ground with a blank look.

"Cut! I thought he was a master, but he was vulnerable!" the young man in purple stood there and chuckled disdainfully.

No one saw how the purple-clothed young man made a move, and the old monk was gone.

"Cheng Ying, it's time to go up the mountain!"

"Yes, Zhao Wuyan, it's time for us to meet that Shangguan Sword Immortal!" Cheng Ying couldn't help but have a wicked smile on his lips.

The two of them walked all the way to the top of the hill behind the temple, and a bamboo forest appeared in front of them, and there was a bamboo house in the bamboo forest, which was particularly elegant.

"Come out! Hide your head and tail of waste!Believe it or not, Cheng Ying's Hades Fist ......" Cheng Ying strode in the direction of the bamboo house, shouting as he walked.

Suddenly, a sword light suddenly appeared, like lightning in the void, and slammed into the bamboo house.

Cheng Ying was horrified, but he didn't have time to react.

In an instant, he saw only a sword shadow......

In the next moment, the whole person flew upside down!

"Bang"!

Cheng Ying's body slammed to the ground, dragging a long trail of blood from behind.

"Hades Fist? I saw that the bamboo house cracked open, and a middle-aged beautiful man in a purple robe flew out of it, holding a three-foot long sword in his hand, looking at the two of them with disdain.

This person is Shangguan Canghong.

"What are you, I'm going to behead you sword fairy today!"

The two challengers shot at the same time, turned into afterimages in the air, and attacked Shangguan Canghong at a speed that could not be caught by the naked eye, the distorted air seemed to be burned by fire, and a strong internal force erupted in the hands of the two.

"Chixiao Sword Technique!" Zhao Wuyan slashed a sword in the air, and the white clouds gathered like wild geese, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal.

"Click!"

With a crisp sound, the sword shattered, turning into countless pieces of iron, and the purple-robed man shattered Zhao Wuyan's sword with just two fingers.

Zhao Wuyan looked at this peerless sword immortal rather sluggishly, faintly afraid of the other party's eagle-like eyes.

Shangguan Canghong smiled indifferently, stood still, and blasted out a seemingly sparse and ordinary palm with both hands.

"Heavenly Thunder Sword Heart Method!" A drum of thunder electric field exploded instantly, and with a sword slash, the two of them instantly spit out a mouthful of blood, and the tendons and veins in their bodies were all broken, unable to move.

A sword light and shadow, a sword Changhong, a sword falling shadow, a sword sky, a purple dress standing arrogant, holding a sword and laughing speechlessly, in the end, there is no one in the world, three glasses of turbid wine are all happy.

"Just because you also want to come to the mountain, kill me? It's ridiculous! Who in the world dares to challenge me Shangguan Canghong!haha!" The sword immortal showed a mocking smile.

Cheng Ying, who had the Hades Fist, and Zhao Wuyan, who had Chixiao Sword Technique, two peerless masters, died under the sword of this peerless sword immortal.

"Waste of time!" Shangguan Canghong was about to go back and continue cultivating, "What's the matter, where did the frost come from?"

"It seems that people were still killed by you, I didn't think I would be too late, what a pity!

"What, yes...... You're ......!"