Yu sneered originally thought that Wei Xun's Void God Realm was just a vain name, it exerted its own nine-layer skill to kill Wei Xun under the stick, but never thought that the guy had been hiding clumsy, when Wei Xun's face easily blocked his stick, it finally realized the problem, sure enough, Wei Xun burst out of the heavenly cultivation, swept the horizontal sword, it felt an unrivaled force, and lifted it like a broken kite.

The next glance, he saw the divine sword flying towards him, the tip of the sword flashing with a white light, and it was instantaneous.

At this time, a golden ring covered Hongfeng Lake and Mingtai Mountain, and there were countless chains clanging in the ring, dragging the souls of everyone on the mountain and the lake, but it was not materialized, it was just a powerful spiritual power.

Wei Xun frowned, his cultivation was actually suppressed, and he was suppressed to the peak of the Nine Realms of Martial Dao, and he was almost one step to perfection.

"Yes, there are also back hands, the chain of enclosures, and the locks of the spirits, all of which are the gods in ancient times. Wei Xun suddenly laughed, laughing very arrogantly, don't think that this can stop him from killing, don't even think about it, even if he is suppressed and cultivated, he is also the strongest cultivator in the circle!

"It's finally here! Yu sneered at Wei Xun, his cultivation had not declined much, and he still had the strength to fight with Wei Xun.

Yu sneered, his body swelled, turning into a flaming giant two feet tall, spitting hot magma around his body, like golden-red armor, he punched out, and the iron sword slashed.

After the iron sword was sneered by Yu, Wei Xun recited the sword duel again, and the iron sword continued to attack around the body of the flaming red ape, tirelessly, and the more he fought, the more courageous he became.

Wei Xun's sword duel is "The Strange Sword Duel", which is the supreme sword duel in the Northern Zhou Dynasty Burial Sword Valley, and only one person can master the essentials every hundred years and become a contemporary great sword master.

The iron sword drew hundreds of white long marks, under the firmament, shuttling and flying, Yu sneered gradually couldn't resist, a boiling arrogance and arrogance dimmed, the red lotus industry fire armor was covered with spider web-like cracks, Wei Xun finally used a move that was completely different from the previous sword style, he was serious, not playing with this fire monkey, a sword broke through the red lotus armor, Yu sneered seemed to have expected the arrival of this moment, when the flying sword penetrated its chest, the lotus baby hidden in the abdomen fled away and fled.

Wei Xun destroyed Yu Xun's body with a sword, he caught a glimpse of the monkey's lotus infant Yuanshen fleeing trajectory but did not kill the killer, after all, this demon king comparable to the eleventh realm of Taoism also occupies a small aura between heaven and earth, and its existence is also recognized by God, so there is no need to kill him without life and death, just let him go, maybe in the future it will be grateful for its grace not to kill.

"Go, go, the path of cultivation is not easy, don't do such a precarious stupid thing again. Wei Xun sighed, and these words also fell into Yu's ears, and the latter's face was gloomy and noncommittal.

"Hu Jiao, Hu Jiao, today you are bound to be in my hands, I have been waiting for this day for ten years, that day the old monk's conspiracy and tricks hurt my heart was broken, almost went mad, fortunately was rescued by the valley owner, picked up half a life, today I came to solve the enmity. ”

"Don't hide, I'll give you a good time, the cat-and-mouse trick has been played enough today. Wei Xun slowly approached the thunder mist and black clouds that were as strong as the army pressing, everywhere he went, the thunder and lightning all took a detour, and he didn't dare to shake it, in front of such a person whose strength was cultivated against the sky, all the counterattacks were extremely ridiculous, like a mayfly shaking a tree.

Hu Jiao was extremely afraid of this Great Sword Master of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, and it couldn't help but recall the two people who confronted each other on the shore ten years ago, one was him, and the other was a bald monk, at that time he was groggy and couldn't see clearly, and now when he saw this person's appearance again, he was suddenly threatened by the huge threat of life and death.

"Why did you kill me?" There was a faint voice in the thunder and fog, it was the voice of the lake jiao, solemn and loud.

"Because I want to kill. Wei Xun's answer was simple and straightforward, without any mud and water.

"Wishful thinking!" Hu Jiao was furious, it felt deeply insulted, although the genus of Jiaolong is not as noble as the true dragon of the fairy world, but it is also the supreme bloodline of the world with the emperor and princes above and below ten thousand people, but this person regards it as a pig, dog, cow and sheep, saying kill and kill, say slaughter?

Hu Jiao was extremely angry, but he still didn't dare to use a sword directly at that person, even though it was hundreds or thousands of times bigger than him in front of that person.

This man's words were not alarmist, he could really kill it, especially after witnessing the red ape defeated by his sword, Hu Jiao was even more convinced that he could not show up.

"It's just a thunder fog, watch me break it with a sword!" Wei Xun swung his sword away, and the dense thunder mist was cut in half, and Hu Jiao's huge body was instantly exposed in front of his eyes.

"If you want to break through the realm, crack my sword move first!" Wei Xun's eyes were like a hungry beast having discovered its prey, and he shot away with his sword, bound to win.

"Stinky Sword Cultivator, if you want to kill her, kill me first!" Suddenly, a person on the lakeside embankment shouted angrily, this person is Qin Wantong, the young lady of Qinjiazhuang.

Qin Yuntong faces the sky, his face is not afraid, and he has the demeanor of a woman who does not let her eyebrows.

"Well, I'll kill you first. Wei Xun flicked his fingers, and a sword flashed.

Qin Yuntong closed his eyes and said nothing, as if he was leading to death.

"Miss no!" A scrawny old man behind him pushed him away, resisting the sword with both fists, but he was blasted ten feet away, his robe was torn, and his appearance was miserable.

"Lieber! Qin Yuntong cried and got angry, gritting his teeth and staring at Wei Xun who was as tiny as a grain of luminous light in the sky.

Wei Xun flicked his fingers, and just as the sword arrived at Qin Yuntong's front door, it was dissolved by a wisp of Haoran Qi.

"Great Sword Master Wei, is he still so arrogant and domineering in my Yan Kingdom Yangzhou Prefecture?"

A person stood in the verandah by the lake of Hongfeng Lake and looked up at him, and asked softly, This person is a middle-aged Confucian scholar.

"You are?" Wei Xun stopped, staring at the man in the verandah thousands of steps away from him with puzzled eyes, this person was able to catch his figure, but he never noticed his existence, which was very interesting.

"Mr. Teaching in a college in Yangzhou, his name is Sima Nanfeng, dare to ask Master Wei if he knows me?"

"Sima Nanfeng?" Wei Xun suddenly remembered Sima Nanfeng who had spoken in Liang Zhongsheng's mouth before, the Confucian sage who sat in the 700-mile landscape of Yangzhou? Could it be this person?

"Is that you?" Wei Xun calmly looked at the middle-aged man in a Confucian robe, this person was indeed unusual, with his head held high, standing like a pine, upright and awe-inspiring, and swaying leisurely without wind under the big sleeves.

"Wei Dajian Master let go of this lake Jiao, I Yangzhou has only raised such a small Jiao for hundreds of years, and it is also a spirit in the landscape, this little Jiao is very important to my Yangzhou, if it is among the true dragons in the future, then the saint will canonize it as a god and worship it as a state god to enjoy the temple, but it can bless the people and living beings on one side, and even extend the national Zuo of my Yan country. Sima Nanfeng said calmly, very Confucian.

"What is the matter with your Yan Kingdom enjoying the blessings of my Northern Zhou? Today is the real person who is here, and I will also kill this dragon under the sword. Wei Xun replied, not appreciating it at all.

"Really?" Sima Nanfeng's eyes froze.

"Seriously, it really can't be true. Wei Xun glanced at the "trembling" Jiaolong, he pulled out his body, and a sword fell.

"It looks like you and I are going to have a fight. Sima Nanfeng's figure disappeared into the verandah and appeared in front of Wei Xun's eyes, this is the peerless supernatural power of the great Confucian master who has shrunk into inches.

Sima Nanfeng was not spared after entering the circle, and his powerful cultivation was suppressed to the peak of the Ten Realms of Confucianism, and in the Ten Realms of Confucian cultivation, the Ten Realms were respected by mortals as great grandmasters.

Sima Nanfeng pointed at the iron sword, there were points of light bursting out, his fingering was very fast, Wei Xun's swordsmanship was also very fast, the two were inseparable, flying from the black clouds in the east to the sunny sky in the west, descending from the bottom of the clouds to the land, the cultivation strength of the two was evenly matched, and no one could take advantage of anyone.

"I never thought that there was a Confucian sage like Mr. in Yangzhou, in this projectile land, Mr. is really dusty, Mr. Sima is not as good as me to go back to the Northern Zhou, I keep my Northern Zhou New Emperor Bai Mr. as the prime minister of a country, enjoy a lifetime of glory and wealth, what is it?" Wei Xun's eyes were like torches, and in this kind of scene, he was still wooing the masters, wanting to turn enemies into friends.

"I, Sima Nanfeng, am a person from the Yan Kingdom, and I am also a ghost of the Yan Kingdom when I die, and I will definitely not do anything to seek glory for the country, so the Great Sword Master of Wei will save it. ”

"Even if I don't have a place to settle in the court, it doesn't prevent me from sitting in this seven-hundred-mile landscape of Yangzhou. Sima Nanfeng spoke slowly and methodically, his hand movements were reasonable and orderly, and he was not at all drawn by Wei Xun's fierce offensive, he was so calm.

"It's a pity, sir. Wei Xun had regret in his eyes, his eyes were cold, and he began to make a fatal move, since the master could not be used by the Northern Zhou, then he would destroy it as much as possible to prevent all accidents from happening, he did not allow the existence of characters in the world who threatened the Northern Zhou, and it was still in front of him.

"Jasper is made up of a tree high, and ten thousand green silk threads hang down. In such a good season, there is too much killing aura in the chest of the Great Sword Master of Wei, so why not calm down and come to the Huxin Pavilion to enjoy the mountain scenery on both sides. ”

"Don't want to spoil my Dao heart!" Wei Xun was very angry when he saw Sima Nanfeng with a calm face, as if the latter seemed absent-minded when he fought with him, which was simply a naked insult.

"If you want to stop me, show all your skills!" Wei Xun's majestic cultivation exploded, and he actually touched the consummation of the Nine Realms of Martial Dao, and the spirit array left behind after the demise of this black demon god became full of holes under his brutal and rude destruction, and he couldn't trap him.

Wei Xun held his sword and suddenly slashed towards Sima Nanfeng's face gate, the black and white luster in the spirit array flowed wantonly, Sima Nanfeng looked at the martial arts cultivator flying above, his face sank, his big sleeves rolled up, condensing the mighty qi of heaven and earth like a dragon like a spring, and confronted it.

"Boom!" The sky fell, and the world became dark, plunged into eternal night.

In the vast forests of the foothills, the sound of the breeze blowing the leaves stimulates the hearing of passers-by in the dark night, and a crack is torn under the sky, and the starry white light is overflowing, like fireworks blooming, incomparably beautiful, gentle and bright light spreads all over the sky.

Wei Xun put the iron sword behind his back, and he stared at the ragged Confucian with an expressionless face, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Is Great Sword Master Wei still here?" Sima Nanfeng was dressed in a wide robe, flat as usual.

"I lost. If I Wei Xun loses to others, I will not fight shamelessly again. Wei Xun finally spoke, his hair was slightly messy, and there were no scars on his body, but he admitted that he had lost.

It's weird.

"Then the Great Sword Master will leave on his own, and I will not be far away. Sima Nanfeng smiled.

"Goodbye, I'll be back. Wei Xun only left a word, and his figure swept away and disappeared without a trace.

"The dragon still failed, but it's better to be alive than anything else. After all, only by living can there be a future. ”

The lake Jiao was full of blood, lying on the edge of the lake and spasming, when Wei Xun and Sima Nanfeng were fighting, Wei Xun actually pulled out a sword and slashed at her neck, if it wasn't for the Confucian priest to stop it, it would definitely die. At this moment, it turned into a young and beautiful woman, still naked, vomiting blood, Sima Nanfeng walked to her side, squatted down and drew a handwriting with his fingers on her eyebrows, the dragon turned into a wisp of smoke and sank into the lake, and the Confucian scholar stood slowly, facing the huge Yangzhou city wall in the northern boundary and said.

"Waiting for leisure to know the east wind, thousands of purples and thousands of reds are always spring, this spring is really beautiful. ”

With that, the Confucian scholar walked back to the academy slowly, never looking back.