"What a strong internal force fluctuation!" With this move alone, the sword protector knew that the comer was not weaker than him, but it didn't seem to be as powerful as when he transmitted the sound just now.

"Who is this person?"

A strange person appeared on the martial arts field.

The man was dressed in ordinary coarse linen clothes, with a pair of straw sandals on his feet, and his linen clothes were in tatters, and there were dots of blood on his body, and he looked like he had just had a big fight with someone else.

As soon as this person appeared, the elders and sect masters in the martial arts arena all knew who he was.

Among them, of course, it also included the sword protector, and to be honest, he was very surprised.

Because this man has a miserable face.

The most terrifying purple-clothed envoy in the three-fold building - greedy and bitter.

Lu Siren and Jiang Bu exchanged glances, and they were both very uneasy about the current situation.

When they heard the rumor just now, they thought it was the ghost who was the head of the evil and the righteous and the right, but the one who came was a master with a worse reputation than him.

Of course, this is not to say that Ku Mian's martial arts are higher than that of Evil Shengzheng, who has not been conspicuous for more than ten years, and some young people have never heard of his name at all;

The name of greed for martial arts is actually more terrifying than any sword demon or blood master, and only those who have personally witnessed the scene of bitter face and human battle can deeply understand this.

No one can meet him a second time after being defeated by Kumian, because those who were defeated by him are dead.

It is said that this is the agreement he gave as the purple-clothed envoy of the three-fold building: the three-fold building is responsible for finding a master for him, and he is responsible for killing people.

Cultivating martial arts with war, cultivating the will with killing, crazy and bitter, and greedy for martial arts in the world.

Jiang was vigilant in his heart, he knew that Sanzhilou had colluded with Liu Yanzhao, what was the matter with the light of the purple clothes on his bitter face at this juncture?

"It's not good to come...... Xu Daoren walked up to him and said softly.

Whether it was the sword protector of the Hengjian Gate for inexplicable reasons, or the sudden appearance of the greedy martial arts face, it gave him a feeling that the mountain rain was about to come and the wind was full of buildings.

The sword protector broke free from the traction of the footsteps, and naturally saw the bitter side in front of him.

Kumian stood at the other end of the martial arts arena, about five zhang away from him, like the two ends of a bridge.

The sword protector's face was solemn, and even if Kumian didn't speak, he could still feel the hot and crazy battle intent on his body.

The war intent is like a tangible quality, and it will dispel the cold of late autumn by a few points, and even this war intent is gradually infecting the people around him.

It's as if his fighting spirit has been accumulated for a long time and is looking for an outlet to vent.

If the Sword Protector knew that Kumian was indeed looking for a chance to fight, he probably wouldn't be able to fight him easily.

This time I came to the Holy Sword Sect, and the bitter face was supposed to kill the river, but unexpectedly, the sword marks at the foot of the mountain blocked the way, and I encountered the Xishan Huangliang blocking the way.

It would be nice to have a good fight with Huang Liang, but unfortunately there was another person who should have died long ago in the middle of the way-evil triumphed over good.

That punch, finger, and palm made Kumian feel a higher realm, but because of this, he couldn't fight freely at all - he was beaten to the point where he couldn't fight back.

He is willing to fall into the evil and defeat the right hand, and if he can get martial arts, what should he not throw away?

Evil Sheng is passing on a martial art to him, and he practiced it a little on the way, and suddenly felt that his mouth was suddenly opened.

Compared to this martial art, his previous immovable magic skill is simply bullshit.

He is very compatible with this martial art, he can understand it at one point, and he has already gotten a glimpse of the door in just a while.

The unfinished fighting spirit and the desire to test the martial arts turned into an impulse.

He wanted to fight, to fight heartily and never to the death.

And now, here's the opportunity.

The wooden sword in the sword protector's hand trembled lightly, and said: "The Three Fold Building and the Hengjian Sect have no entanglement, why, Your Excellency also wants to take care of the affairs of the Holy Sword Sect?"

The bitter face is still miserable: "It is not only the teacher's order, but also my wish." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked. Kumian has been famous in the rivers and lakes for a long time, when did you hear that he had a master?

The sword protector's eyes are cold, gathering ten years of virtue, protecting the sword for a hundred years, as a sword protector, he should remove all obstacles for the sect.

His long sword was lifted upside down, and the internal force in the abyssal sea collapsed, and Ling Yuan's momentum gathered on the top of his head, in front of him, and on the tip of the sword.

Dao sword marks appeared on the hard ground of the martial arts arena, like frozen ice, slowly spreading outward from the front of the sword protector, and the other end was facing the bitter side.

Seeing this, the bitter face was overjoyed, but his face was still sad.

"Do you dare to fight?"

As soon as the words fell, those sword marks seemed to have been accumulated for a long time, and they rolled towards the bitter face frantically, and there was no sword light in the air, and the sword intent could be detected in the eyes, and it was five zhang away in an instant.

At the same time, the figure of the sword guard has already swept up, and the wooden sword has turned into a gilded color, and the sword is raised, and the sword is roaring, dignified and majestic.

The sword means yin, the sword is yang, as a sword protector, walking in the dark, but doing something worthy of it.

This is the swordsmanship of the sword guard, its name is very simple, and the word is horizontal.

The arrogant and unreasonable horizontal is also the horizontal of the horizontal sword gate.

The yin sword is in front, the yang sword is behind, the sword protector is attacking instantly, and it is coming in a blink of an eye, and how to resist the bitter face.

He didn't know anything about the martial arts and swordsmanship of the sword protectors, and he only knew the characteristics of Jiang Bu's martial arts before he came to Tianguang Mountain.

The moment he saw this move, he was sure that there were only a few people in the world who could dodge this move.

But he wasn't there, and he didn't want to hide.

Why hide from such a great opportunity to experience such a wonderful sword?

Since you can't hide, you can just hard-connect.

The bitter face reflected the rolling sword qi in his eyes, and his body sank suddenly, and his feet sank directly into the ground.

Although the Immovable Divine Skill is like bullshit for the current suffering, he has to perform it at this time.

Evil Sheng is passing on his set of martial arts, he just watched it once, and if he wants to perform it, he has to lay some foundations with the help of immovable magic skills.

In other words, Kumian just looked at it once and came up with another cultivation method for that set of martial arts, if the evil victory was known, he would definitely be extremely emotional.

"The current rivers and lakes are simply terrible, and there are few normal people ......"

The body is immovable, and with a low cry of bitterness, there is a golden light on his body.

1st, 2nd, 3rd floors...... In the blink of an eye, the golden light condensed eighteen layers, and the bitter face was like a golden Buddha.

He can only move with his hands, so he slowly pushes out with his left palm facing inward and his right palm facing outward.

The monstrous sword qi finally arrived, and slashed down at the bitter face.

A cloud of golden light rose from the top of the bitter face's head, supporting a barrier, and the sword intent of Yin could not fall.

The swordman followed, and the wooden sword in his hand also fell.

The two swords of yin and yang coincided, and the emperor's power turned into thunder.

The bitter face hit himself with his left hand to hurt himself.

The golden barrier dissipated, and the sword-protector's two swords slashed towards Huang Liang in unison, but his figure was closer to the bitter side because of this.

The right hand of the bitter face hit the sword to hurt people.

The infinite golden light condensed into a huge handprint and gently landed on the sword guard's chest.

The sword light turned into a storm of thunder in the sky, and the handprints soared into boundless waves.

There was a loud bang on the martial arts field, smoke and dust everywhere, and the turmoil lasted for several breaths.

Then there was silence.

When the dust cleared, everyone hurriedly looked into the field, and they couldn't wait to know the result.

(End of chapter)