Guan Zhongtang followed the prestige, and when he saw the young man who had just spoken, his face twitched, and he couldn't imagine that anyone would dare to be so presumptuous in front of him.

As soon as he raised his hand, a disciple of the Sword Trial Pavilion immediately drew his sword and stepped forward.

The cultivation in the middle of the Yuan Infant was like an insurmountable mountain in front of this group of Jindan monks.

Without saying a word, he stabbed directly with a sword, and the people around him were desperate, and another innocent person was going to die under the sword.

The young man did not move, and when he saw the sword flash, he was about to pierce a transparent hole in him.

The sword qi rushed to the face, bringing a wave of fluctuations in the air, and the sword tip swallowed the sword light, like a poisonous snake, roaring.

The young man stretched out two fingers and pinched the viper's seven inches with a light clamp.

The long sword was fixed in the air, unable to move an inch.

The disciple of the Sword Trial Pavilion felt as if the tip of the sword had pierced into a mountain, and the heavy pressure on the sword made his sword hand a little overwhelmed.

He tried hard to pull back the sword, but it seemed to have taken root, and it didn't move.

"Open. ”

He let out a loud cry, exerting enough strength to eat, and a blush appeared on his face.

The boy let go of his fingers, and the sword was out of his grasp.

The Sword Trial Pavilion disciple was caught off guard, and his whole son was pushed back by his own strength.

He took a few steps backwards in a row, but he couldn't regain his momentum, and sat down on the ground.

When the people next to him saw it, they almost laughed out loud.

They are in prison, and they don't dare to be too happy. For the strength of the teenager, he was secretly surprised.

The disciple only thought that he had underestimated his opponent, and hurriedly got up from the ground, moved, and swung his sword again.

He didn't feel the slightest gap with the other party, thinking that the other party was just opportunistic.

used his strength to make him suffer a small loss.

This time, he used all his strength, and under the cultivation of the middle stage of the Yuan Infant, the momentum was terrifying.

Flame Scorching Strike.

This was the fiery Dao intent that he had comprehended, and it was released through the long sword in his hand, and suddenly there was a sonic boom in the air.

Countless fiery red cyclones surrounded the sword, like brilliant sparks blooming, roaring out.

The long sword conjured layers of sword shadows in the air, with a fierce murderous aura, as if it was about to ignite the space.

The shadow of the sword is heavy, like a stormy wave, rolling in.

The elements of heaven and earth in the space are extremely violent, like scorching flames, making people feel like they are scorched in a furnace.

The shadow of the sword contained a wave, forming a sea of fire.

The sword has not arrived, but the intention has been reached.

It is as if the space has become a world of fire, and even the gold and stone are about to melt.

The huge wave of qi made the breath of everyone next to him stagnate, and the realm of Jindan faced this manifestation of Dao intent, which was as small as dust.

Their bodies swayed with it, unable to withstand the pressure brought by this difference in realm.

The young man still stretched out his fingers and clamped it, and the sword shadow in the sky disappeared, firmly fixed in his hand.

With a twist of his fingers, a tremendous force came, and the disciple's long sword came out of his hand and fell in front of the young man.

The long sword was stuck in the ground, and the hilt trembled slightly.

The boy drew his sword and slashed lightly through the air. Just with a wave of his hand, the long sword swept ethereal without the slightest smoke and fire.

No one could see the sword's trajectory.

There was only a sword light floating between heaven and earth, as gentle as a person's touch, and like a breeze.

The disciple of the Sword Trial Pavilion felt a chill, his clothes turned into countless fragments, floating in the wind, and instantly appeared naked in front of everyone.

The disciple found that he could not get an inch up, but he was unscathed, and the horror in his heart far outweighed his shyness.

This kind of elegant and nuanced swordsmanship is an artistic conception that he can't comprehend at all.

"You are not worthy of a sword, your actions have insulted the way of the sword. The boy said lightly.

Guan Zhongtang's brows furrowed, and from the young man's shot, his cultivation could not be seen at all. But this kind of comprehension of kendo is beyond everyone else.

"I didn't expect that there was such a master hidden in Xianque City. He said slowly.

Ruan Ruan was wearing a white robe and flying, and her black hair was fluttering, like a bridge between heaven and earth. In the eyes of everyone, it is tall and majestic, like a divine soldier out of the sheath, exuding a vast and simple atmosphere.

"For you, it is. He smiled.

Guan Zhongtang showed a solemn look in his eyes, and he didn't dare to despise this young man anymore.

"If Your Excellency is willing to join the Sword Trial Pavilion, of course you will not be like them, and you will definitely be reused. ”

This young man's hand is unfathomable, and even if he makes it himself, he is not too sure.

If he can be brought into the door, it will be of great benefit to the Sword Trial Pavilion.

"I don't know what position I can get. The boy smiled faintly.

Guan Zhongtang saw that he put forward the conditions, his heart was wide, and he grinned: "With your Excellency's hands, it is not impossible to become an elder of the sect." I will naturally recommend it in the sect, and this matter will be covered by me. ”

He has the heart to woo him, and what he says is not an empty promise.

"Elder, I don't have much interest, if I become a sect master, I can still consider it. The boy laughed.

Guan Zhongtang's original smile immediately froze on the spot.

"Your Excellency is not joking, the elders in the sect are already in a very noble position. ”

He couldn't figure out the young man's thoughts, and thought that the young man was not satisfied with the position of elder.

Ruan Ruan shook his head and said, "What the Sword Pavilion has done, like this, is to make me the sect master, and I am afraid that there will be no light on my face." ”

Guan Zhongtang finally understood that the young man was just laughing at him.

"It's not a wise choice to go against the Sword Trial Pavilion. He said coldly.

The boy waved his hand, unconcerned about his threat.

"The Sword Pavilion uses the name of recruiting disciples as a tool to open up the way, which is really despicable. ”

He pointed to the group of monks in Xianque City, with deep meaning in his eyes.

Everyone lowered their heads in his gaze, and just then they bumped into the young man, but at this time, they had to rely on the young man to tide over the difficulties, and they were ashamed in their hearts.

Guan Zhongtang clenched his fists, and the green tendons on the back of his hands were highlighted.

"Try to do things in the Sword Pavilion, it's not your turn to judge. He said through gritted teeth.

The young man's face did not change, and he sneered: "The things of the world have their own justice. If you are not convinced, strike at me. ”

He put his hands behind his back and ignored Guan Zhongtang.

Guan Zhongtang glared angrily, and the fierce light in his eyes was great.

The young man's calmness made him feel ominous.

Then he exhaled deeply and calmed himself.

"I don't want to be your enemy, so that's all there is to it. He changed his gentle expression and said slowly.

"Then what should we do with these people?" Ruan Ruan looked at Guan Zhongtang with a playful look.

"Naturally, I sent them away safely. Guan Zhongtang said in a deep voice.

Ruan Ruan was a little surprised by his gesture.

This person doesn't seem to be so easy to talk to, why did he suddenly change his attitude.

Guan Zhongtang glanced at his subordinates, and those disciples of the Sword Trial Pavilion arranged for everyone to board the big ship.

Liu Yue and the others looked at the young man reluctantly and went with the crowd.

Only Shui Yunxi stayed where she was, and she walked over and stood with Ruan Ruan.

When everyone boarded the big ship, Guan Zhongtang's eyes showed a trace of viciousness.

He jumped onto the bow of the ship and shouted, "Turn on the guns." ”

On the side of the big ship, more than a dozen black holes of cannon ports were exposed, aimed at the young man.

"I can't imagine that this big ship has such a setup. Now beg me for mercy, and promise to return to the Sword Pavilion to save his life. He burst out laughing.

This naval cannon is powered by spirit crystals, and it takes a lot of resources to open it once, but it is so powerful that the Blood Body can't compete with it.

"You think this little trick can threaten me. Ruan said lightly.

He carefully observed the muzzles of these cannons, which were somewhat similar to the magic crystal cannons he had encountered in the demon territory.

All of them use the spar to drive and compress the energy in a small space, producing a violent impact, covering a wide range.

The gunboat was the most suitable for attacking and plundering cities, and its burst of power was enough to break through a fortified city.

If it weren't for the deep fear of the young man, Guan Zhongtang wouldn't want to use such an extreme weapon.

"Give you three breaths, get down on your knees and ask me for your guilt, or you'll end up shattering your bones once these cannons are activated. Guan Zhongtang had a smug look in his eyes and laughed loudly.

The young man's eyes were bright and clear, and his straight shadow stood between heaven and earth.

"If these crystals weren't used to power the cannons, but were delivered to me, maybe I could have let you go. ”

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