By the time she returned to the waterhole again, Lu Chen had disappeared, and Wan Mengshi's face was so angry that her face turned pale!

Walking in the leafy woods, Lu Chen flashed in the forest like an ape, and almost in the blink of an eye, he ran out of the woods.

"That Wan Mengshi's strength is really strong, if it weren't for the fact that I had already stepped into the innate world, I was afraid that it would not be so easy to defeat her. Worthy of being a disciple of the Eight Great Sects, this Hidden Dragon Competition has indeed attracted many genius masters!"

Lu Chen was flying around, and he secretly thought to himself: "Since the token has been obtained, let's go to the rendezvous with Senior Sister and them!" At this time, I am afraid that the golden tokens on the island have been almost scrambled, and those geniuses who have not grabbed the tokens will definitely focus on the golden tokens in the hands of others. Senior sister, their strength is okay, but when they encounter the top ten masters on the hidden dragon list, it will be troublesome. ”

Fortunately, the area of the island is not large, and after a while, Lu Chen stood on a large canopy tree, overlooking the forest sea below, and a gust of flying blew in, lifting his cyan robe and fluttering gently.

In the mountains and forests not far away, Murong Ziyun and the three of them were surrounded by seven or eight martial artists, and they didn't know what sect they were, staring at the golden token in the hands of the three people of the Sword Sect with a fierce attitude, their eyes full of greed.

Murong Ziyun, Su Xingbai, and Li Feng are all masters of the peak of the day after tomorrow, and their strength is far beyond the peak of the day after tomorrow, and it is not easy to seize the three golden tokens with their strength.

"Hand over the golden token!" a bald young man carrying a wolf-toothed broadsword shouted viciously at Murong Ziyun and the others.

There is no way, the time has passed almost a stick of incense, the area of the island is only so large, tens of thousands of warriors came to search, and it is estimated that this island is about to be turned over.

At this time, it is estimated that all the one hundred and eight golden tokens have been found, and if you want the golden tokens, you can only snatch them from others.

There is a golden token, which means that you can be on the hidden dragon list and become famous all over the world, and there is only one such opportunity in ten years, who of these warriors is not crazy.

But whoever gets the golden token, who doesn't have any strength!

Some people may also think that their personal strength is not enough, so they persuade other warriors who have also not obtained the golden token to unite to rob those warriors who have grabbed the golden token, compete for fame and fortune, and do everything they can.

The martial artists who can enter this small island are almost all acquired martial artists, and there is no innate strong deterrence, each with his own ability, and he can't get the golden token, so naturally someone will fight this kind of crooked idea!

"Hmph, I want the golden token, with you!" In the face of these ill-intentioned martial artists, Murong Ziyun was born in the Eight Great Sects, and he was arrogant, where would he put this group of people in his eyes.

"If you're not afraid of death, come and try!" Li Feng on the side also looked at each other coldly.

"I don't know what to do, go up!" The bald young man saw that the people of the Sword Sect were so tough, and immediately waved his hand, and seven or eight martial artists nearby immediately held the weapons in their hands and attacked them in groups.

Murong Ziyun and the three of them did not show weakness, drew their swords and counterattacked, and the three genius masters shot at the same time, killing a group of martial artists on the other side.

For a while, the swords and swords in the mountains and forests, you came and went, and the fighting scene was very chaotic.

A moment later, four of the seven or eight idle martial artists were killed by Murong Ziyun and them, and three of them were seriously injured and fled.

This group of warriors also lit the toilet and looked for their own death. It's hard to find any target, but I found the three of Murong Ziyun, they are all geniuses on the hidden dragon list, looking at the land of Kyushu, it is also an elite with extremely strong existence, and it is not a piece of cake to deal with their group of ordinary martial artists.

Su Xingbai skimmed the few corpses under his feet and snorted lowly: "Hmph, a bunch of waste!"

"It's not long here, let's go!" Murong Ziyun withdrew the Flowing Shadow Sword back into its scabbard, turned around indifferently, and prepared to leave this place.

Shout!

At this moment, a terrifying sonic boom sounded between heaven and earth, and a strange dark red giant sword flew out from the trees in front of it, like a meteor smashing it, and the oppressive momentum was almost suffocating.

"Be careful!" Li Feng's expression was horrified, and he appeared in front of Murong Ziyun in a flash, and immediately held the wide combat knife in his hand to rung, like a shield.

The thick and blunt heavy sword was like a thousand pounds, like an angry sea dragon, slamming into the blade with no effort.

"Peng!"

A surging terrifying force smashed, and Li Feng's whole person was immediately smashed into the air, flying backwards like a cannonball, spurting blood from his mouth along the way, looking extremely miserable.

The dark red giant sword flew into the ground in mid-air, and with a slight shock, the grass flew quickly, and the atmosphere of the mountains and forests became tense in an instant.

Murong Ziyun and Su Xingbai's expressions changed drastically, each of them took a posture of drawing their swords, staring solemnly at the depths of the misty bamboo forest in front of them, where there stood a tall figure with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, looking mysterious.

On the canopy not far away, when Lu Chen saw the dark red heavy sword appear, his indifferent expression instantly became more solemn: "Another divine weapon, the sword list ranks twenty-third, punish the gods!"

The dark red giant sword is about two palms wide, weighs 1,569 catties, is about five feet long, and is almost the height of an adult.

This is a divine weapon whose fame is not inferior to the Xuanqing heavy sword.

In the bamboo forest, the tall figure did not move at all, staring at the three of Murong Ziyun silently, as if a demon god, in front of him, green bamboos with the thickness of adult thighs fell one after another from the waist, and the incisions were as smooth as a line.

Seeing this scene, Murong Ziyun and the three of them gasped, they could cut off these green bamboos with their sword qi alone, and the strength of the other party was unimaginable.

After the two sides were at a stalemate for a while, the tall figure took a step forward, striding towards Murong Ziyun and them, with an amazing momentum. Every time he took a step, it was a distance of two or three feet, and the speed seemed slow, but it was extremely amazing.

When the other party walked in, Murong Ziyun and the others found out about the other party's appearance.

This man had thick hair, very messy, bronzed skin, smooth and shiny, a strong body covered with sword marks and scars, a body covered with shabby animal skins, and a pair of straw sandals under his feet, which looked like a rough savage from a distance.

"Hell Gate, Guan Zhen!" Su Xingbai took a step forward, stopped Murong Ziyun in front of him, and stared at the other party coldly, the atmosphere was quite tense.

As soon as Su Xingbai saw the other party, he recognized the other party's origin, that's right, this person is Guan Zhen, the eighth in the hidden dragon list and the famous top genius, but for them, he is a terrible enemy.

The savage strong man grinned, his eyes were fierce: "Know me, it's a pity that you will also die!"

When Murong Ziyun heard this, he gritted his teeth and said, "Our Sword Sect has no grievances or enmity with your Hell Gate, what does Your Excellency mean by this?"

"It's nothing, it's just too boring, I heard that there are a lot of top geniuses in this hidden dragon competition, but so far, I haven't seen an opponent who I want to treat with all my might, it's really disappointing to me!" Guan Zhen shook the 'Zhushen' heavy sword not far away, and a strange suction appeared out of thin air in his palm, and he instantly took back the personal sword.

Seeing this scene, Murong Ziyun and the three of them were even more vigilant, this Guan Zhen's methods were strange, and he wanted to take their lives, either he was crazy or had other purposes.

Murong Ziyun was not intimidated by the other party's momentum, and said coldly: "You want to provoke a sectarian war?"

"Haha, I didn't think so, I just wanted to simply hunt geniuses, otherwise it would be too boring!" Although Guan Zhen is a well-known genius in the land of Kyushu, no one knows how brutal his heart is.

Su Xingbai clenched the golden-white sword in his hand, stared at the other party with a gloomy face, and said word by word: "Hunting geniuses, just for fun, you really look up to yourself!"

"There are people in the sky who are looking at the red leaves, Your Excellency is too rampant to do this. What will be the consequences if it reaches the ears of our Sword Sect higher-ups, Your Excellency has to think about it clearly!" Murong Ziyun was not afraid of the other party at all.

Guan Zhen held the 'Zhushen' heavy sword with one hand, his eyes were fierce, and he played with taste: "Threatening Lao Tzu, it's very good, the last thing the old man is afraid of is being threatened!" As soon as the words fell, the whole person swept through the bamboo forest like lightning, like a phantom.

Almost in the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of Su Xingbai, and the heavy sword of the god of punishment slashed through an arc in mid-air at great speed, slashing at Su Xingbai, the air roared, and the sound of sonic boom resounded through the heavens and the earth.

In the face of this terrifying sword, Su Xingbai's pupils shrank, and he could only grit his teeth and swing his sword to resist, because behind him was Senior Sister Murong Ziyun, so he couldn't retreat, he could only resist hard.

"Die!" With a thunderous roar, the heavy sword of the god smashed into Su Xingbai's blade, and with a bang, under the terrifying impact of more than 150,000 catties of strength, Su Xingbai's entire company flew upside down with the sword, like a cannonball, smashing into a big tree not far away, and blood sprayed directly from his mouth.

is also a genius on the Hidden Dragon List, but Su Xingbai can't block the other party's sword, you can imagine how big the gap is between the peaks of the day after tomorrow.

Murong Ziyun was shocked, and hurriedly pulled out the Flowing Shadow Sword and stabbed at the other party like lightning.

"The Flowing Shadow Sword, which ranks fifteenth on the sword list, is a pity that in your hands, it can't exert real power!" Guan Zhen glanced at the blue divine sword in the other party's hand, and then sneered.

He swung his sword upwards to block the other's sword.

Murong Ziyun snorted lightly: "It's enough to deal with you!" The Flowing Shadow Sword slashed out continuously, forming a series of sword shadows, enveloping the opponent's figure.

Brush Brush Brush ... The sword qi was vertical and horizontal, a large number of bamboo trees were cut off, staggering and falling, and the bamboo leaves were fluttering one after another, flying all over the sky.

The two magic weapons, hitting again and again, dodging again and again, and the sound of metal collision kept sounding, as if a beautiful music was playing in the bamboo forest.

In just a short moment, the two sides had already passed dozens of moves, and although Murong Ziyun had superb swordsmanship, in the face of Guan Zhen's oppressive momentum, he gradually fell into disadvantage.

Guan Zhen looks fierce, but her figure is very flexible, wielding the heavy sword of the gods, easily resisting all her sword shadows, forcing the other party to keep retreating, and she is about to lose.