In this way, the final three have been produced, Dong Bufan, Chu Zimu and Jingxu, Chu Zimu is bound to win the title of Wuju people, Dong Bufan, as the rising star of the first major faction of the righteous path, naturally has to go all out, Yuqingguan has no intention of competing for the false name of Wuju people, but Jingxu is young and full of blood, and he naturally wants to take this opportunity to compete on the stage.

Since An Shitong, the personal disciple of Elder Jade Whisker of the Wuji Sect, had already had a fierce battle with Dong Bufan, for the sake of fairness, Jingxu chose to challenge Chu Zimu.

The 'Taixu Qianqing Dao' cultivated by Yuqingguan is the supreme method of cultivating internal strength, and there are outstanding Yuqingguanmen people in each generation, all of whom have a shocking Taoist internal strength.

After Jingxu and Chu Zimu saluted each other, they stopped talking, only to see Jingxu make a Dharma seal on his chest with one hand, and after a while, a clear light appeared under his feet, showing a clear Tai Chi pattern, and then a strong wind suddenly rose, blowing the corners of his clothes and dancing continuously, his clothes and long hair floated back, as if there was a steady stream of energy from the Tai Chi pattern under his feet to him, and soon a huge light blue cyclone ball was formed in front of him, constantly tumbling and spinning.

Even if he was separated by a certain distance, he could feel the powerful energy fluctuating above, and on his always calm and peaceful face, he had become solemn and righteous at this moment, and there was even a bit of longing for war intent in his eyes.

On the other side, Chu Zimu was also a one-handed seal, his whole body was steaming with purple gas, and it also condensed into a purple cyclone ball in front of him, the shape and appearance were similar to Jingxu's, looking at his face calmly, it seemed that he was sure that he could win this victory.

Everyone in the audience was still talking about it at first, but now they are all quiet, their eyes are staring at the stage tightly, and they don't even blink their eyes, for fear of missing any details.

With a muffled bang, two huge cyclone balls, one purple and one blue, collided violently in the middle, and a gust of wind blew in the middle of the martial arts platform in an instant, blowing in the direction of the two, and the two cyclone balls gradually changed into a huge cone after holding each other in the middle for a while, and the middle was hollow, and the gas was condensed on the surface of the cone, and the shape became bigger and bigger, covering the two of them.

I saw that the purple and light blue gases were agitated and dispersed with each other, and new gases were constantly emitted from the two of them, replenishing them.

After a stalemate for a while, it was still difficult to distinguish between the top and bottom, the two huge conical cyclones advanced and retreated from each other, but neither of them could push further, both of them still maintained their original standing posture, and the Dharma seal on their hands did not change, but the expressions on their faces became more and more fierce, and they all secretly clenched their teeth.

A gust of wind blew from the stage, blowing so that the hair of the people watching the audience also flew up, and a circle of people close to the front and the stage were shocked by the momentum on the stage, and instinctively wanted to retreat, but they were held back by the dead behind, and they couldn't take half a step back at all.

There was a shocking explosion, and the incomparable energy was centered on the two of them and surged around, almost lifting the entire martial arts stage, and everyone in the audience only felt that a hurricane swept over, and the people standing in the front row suddenly turned on their backs, got up in embarrassment, and hurriedly subconsciously reached out to wipe a handful on their faces.

With such a big movement, even the faces of the old-timers on the stage couldn't help but be moved, and while affirming Chu Zimu, they looked Jingxu up and down twice.

Looking at the two people in the stand, Chu Zimu and Jingxu each took two steps back and stood still, seemingly uninjured, and they still had their strength left. Although there was no direct hand-to-hand combat between the two in this fight, the scene was more shocking and moving than the battle of swords and swords.

Judging from the results, the two were evenly divided, but Jingxu's face recovered calmly, and after giving a salute, he took the initiative to admit defeat and flew off the stage.

As expected, in the end, Chu Zimu and Dong Bufan were left to compete for the martial arts people, and the other several martial arts platforms have been dismantled, leaving only the one in the center, and the hundreds of onlookers in the audience crowded the entire huge square, and even the sweepers and cookers of the Tianjian Gate all came, no matter what the final battle was, it was the moment to witness the birth of the martial arts once in fifteen years.

Xue Lingfeng was also crowded in the crowd of those small sects and Jianghu cultivators, not attracting attention at all, but Qin Xianglan also accompanied him in the crowd, standing beside him and attracting some people next to him to keep looking sideways, with a puzzled expression, not understanding why she, as the rising star of the Heavenly Sword Sect of the first major sect of the righteous path and the only daughter of Qin Mian, one of the five swords of the Heavenly Gate, wanted to squeeze together with a group of unpopular Jianghu casual cultivators.

The crowd was divided into two groups, on one side were Chu Zimu's supporters, and on the other side were Dong Bufan's supporters, there were forty or fifty disciples of Wuji Sect over there, and there were more than 100 disciples of Tianjian Sect here, arguing with each other endlessly, and they were all confident that their senior brother would win the honor of martial arts.

There is no fight on this stage yet, there is already a mess below, and there are also some people from small sects and rivers and lakes, they don't care who is from Wuju at all, but they also watch the excitement and run to add to the chaos, shouting everywhere that people hurry up and bet on it.

On the stage, after Chu Zimu and Dong Bufan saluted each other, they finally lifted the thing he had been holding and untied the rope tied to it, and everyone in the audience, including Chaoyangzi and others in the stands, stared at him intently, wanting to see what kind of divine weapon he was holding in his hand.

This thing has been tightly wrapped in black cloth, and it is tightly wrapped with ropes on the outside, until now, the last battle of the Wuju people, Chu Zimu is finally about to unveil it.

As he ripped off the black cloth wrapped outside, revealing a long sword about four feet long, under the gaze of hundreds of pairs of eyes, Chu Zimu looked serious, raised his hand and slowly pulled out the sword body.

I saw that the sword body was wide and thick, and the color was dark like jerky iron stone, I don't know what kind of material it was made of, and the surface was covered with fine lines, looking at the trend and layout of these lines are integrated and natural, it should be naturally formed. The most peculiar thing is that on the entire sword body, there is a trace of purple electricity between these small lines, and those who are close can clearly hear the sound of explosion.

Everyone in the audience screamed continuously, and for a while they were surprised and admired and discussed, this sword looks extraordinary at a glance, just this sword, it has opened their eyes and filled their eyes, this kind of magic weapon, many people are rare to see in their lives, let alone have it.

The elders of the Heavenly Sword Sect in the stands were all moved, even on the faces of Chaoyangzi and Qin Mian, there was also a lot of surprise, Chaoyangzi stared at the long sword in Chu Zimu's hand for a while, and turned his head to Elder Yuxu in disbelief and said, "Is this ...... Could it be the legendary Excalibur 'Thunderfall'?"

Elder Jade Whisker didn't reply, he reached out and stroked the long and many beard on his chin, with a smug look on his face, and nodded slightly, it was Mrs. Tianshui next to him, who also had a smug look on her face, turned her head and glanced at the people in the Heavenly Sword Sect, and saw the surprised expressions on their faces, so she turned her gaze to the martial arts stage with satisfaction.

The Thunderfall Divine Sword is one of the four great treasures of the Wuji Sect, and it contains a powerful power of heavenly thunder, if the user's cultivation is high enough, it can also attract the supreme power of heaven and earth, and cast an earth-shattering killing move 'Thunder Flame Explosion'.

More than two hundred years ago, 'Lei Wuji' relied on this sword to run rampant all over the world, so that the prestige of the Wuji Sect resounded throughout the rivers and lakes, but it is a pity that since the death of Lei Wuji, I don't know what caused the Lei Meteor Sword to disappear, and no one in the Wuji Sect has used this sword for more than two hundred years, and now it has reappeared in the hands of Chu Zimu, it should be his cultivation of the great creation.

Chaoyangzi sighed secretly, and the expression on his face was also a little more solemn, originally although Chu Zimu was more famous, Dong Bufan could win and lose against him, but now with the Thunderfall Divine Sword, the situation took a sharp turn in an instant, and Dong Bufan's chances of winning suddenly fell to I'm afraid that less than two percent, it seems that this year's martial arts people are none other than Chu Zimu.

Since the fall of the five swords of Tianmen and the three swords eighteen years ago, the strength of Tianjian Gate has been greatly damaged, and it has been covered by Wuji Sect over the years, and the new generation of people who have been cultivated with all their strength have been pressed again, Chaoyangzi can't help but think of Xue Lingfeng at this time, with his tenacious and persistent temperament, he may be able to beat Chu Zimu to win the Wuju people today, but it is a pity that the creation makes people, and it is destined in the dark.

He sighed again in his heart, raised his eyes to look for Xue Lingfeng, only to see hundreds of people in the audience rubbing shoulders, and he couldn't find him for a while, thinking about it, he hadn't seen Xue Lingfeng for a long time.

On the martial arts stage, Dong Bufan's pupils contracted and stared closely at the long sword in Chu Zimu's hand, although he didn't recognize the Thunderfall Divine Sword, and he hadn't even heard of it, but looking at the reactions of the elders of the Heavenly Sword Gate, he knew that this sword was not simple, and it looked like this sword was not ordinary on the outside, he stood on the opposite side at a distance, and he could still feel the power of thunder flame fluctuating on the sword body.

Although Dong Bufan had lost most of his momentum at the beginning, he was young and arrogant and the best of the new generation, which aroused his desire to fight even more, and he didn't say much, holding the trick in his left hand and raising the demon sword above his chest with his right hand.

I saw that the corners of his clothes and long hair suddenly floated without wind, and the dark cyan light on his body lit up, and the true yuan power of his whole body was continuously injected into the demon sword in his hand, and the originally gray and dull sword body, suddenly the light shone with an incomparable brilliance, he used the same move as Qin Xianglan before, but the momentum was much stronger in comparison.

Chu Zimu on the opposite side also formed the magic seal with one hand, and injected Tiangang purple qi into the thunder sword with the other, the thunder sword was suspended in front of his chest, whining and rotating, Tiangang purple qi and the purple electricity on the sword body stimulated each other, and soon laid two large and thick shields in front of him, only to see that he was steaming purple all over his body, and after using the thunder sword, his cultivation seemed to have improved a notch all of a sudden.

Everyone in the audience had already held their breath and stared at the two of them intently, and suddenly, they saw an afterimage flashing suddenly, Dong Bufan was like an arrow from the string in front of Chu Zimu in an instant, and the scorn sword shone brightly, and it broke the first layer of shield in front of him in one fell swoop, but Dong Bufan's castration also slowed down rapidly, and he stopped abruptly when he touched the second layer of shield.

After the two of them stiffened each other for a while, although the Demon Sword advanced a few more points, it was still unable to break through the protective shield.

Judging from the situation, Dong Bufan has not even been able to break through Chu Zimu's defensive shield, and he has already been defeated.

When everyone thought it was going to be over like this, the corners of Chu Zimu's mouth hooked up a sneer, and the magic seal in his hand suddenly changed, only to see that the lightning of the Thunderfall Sword was magnificent, and a thick purple qi suddenly appeared, mixed with the slightest beating purple lightning, and rushed towards Dong Bufan at a gallop.

Seeing that this was not good, Dong Bufan hurriedly withdrew his attack, concentrated all his true yuan power in front, and quickly formed a thick layer of dark blue shield on his chest.

In an instant, the thick purple momentum broke through the layers of shields between the two like broken bamboos, and hit Dong Bufan's chest, with a muffled bang, the huge impact force directly knocked him upside down and flew back, and after landing on the ground, he took a few steps back before he barely stood up, and almost fell under the martial arts stage.

I saw that his face was pale, he gritted his teeth and tried his best to suppress the surging qi and blood in his body, but he still couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood, and staggered off the martial arts stage.

In the stands, Chaoyangzi glared angrily, and the murderous intent flashed in his eyes, the martial arts event was about the point, just now it was clear that the victory and defeat had been divided, but Chu Zimu still made such a ruthless move, this is a blatant provocation, and he does not put the position of the leader of the righteous path of the Heavenly Sword Sect in his eyes.

The jade-bearded elder next to him glanced at Chaoyangzi, and hurriedly arched his hand and said: "Senior brother is angry, Zimu is young and vigorous, and he can't hold it down, go back and set the senior brother of the Ming Sect Master to teach him a good lesson, now that the demon path is rampant, the heavy responsibility of eliminating the demon and defending the path will fall on these young people!"

Chaoyangzi glanced at Elder Jade Whisker angrily, forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart and said: "Congratulations to Senior Brother Moyang for me, his proud disciple deserves to win the Wuju people, look at this, Master Chu's nephew's Tiangang purple qi has broken through to the third level, and he has obtained the divine sword, which is unlimited!"

Elder Jade Whisker had a smile on his face, and replied modestly: "Where is it, Senior Brother is too famous, Senior Nephew Dong's 'Extreme Sex Returns to Void Gong' is already the peak realm of 'Hidden Heart', and it may break through the mirror at any time to enter the realm of 'Intention', if it is into the artistic conception, then it is not known who won and who lost just now!"

Although Elder Jade Whisker pretended to be modest and reserved, what he said was very realistic, the Heavenly Sword Sect's cultivation of 'Returning to the Void' was divided into seven realms, namely solidity, hidden heart, intention, communion, annihilation, voidness, and great harmony.

It is extremely difficult to break through every realm, the higher you go, the more difficult it is, and only when you enter the realm of enlightenment, you can be regarded as a master who barely enters the stream on the rivers and lakes, but it is a pity that most of the people of Tianjianmen can only stay in the peak realm of the hidden heart throughout their lives, and it is difficult to enter the realm of enlightenment! There are even some people who are stupid by nature, and they can't even reach the threshold of the artistic conception realm after a lifetime of penance.

The disciples of the Wuji Sect in the audience had already begun to cheer, and their emotions were excited, and they kept raising their arms and shouting Wuju people! Wuju people! Wuju people! Some small sects and people from the rivers and lakes also started to coax, and the atmosphere was full of jubilation.

In contrast, the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect looked embarrassed, their faces were unconvinced, and they were helpless in their hearts, and for the first time, they truly felt that their face as the leader of the righteous path had been swept away.