By the Tai'an Gate, the young emperor's voice was as deep as water, and the guards were quiet for a while.

In the midst of the battle, Tuobano's voice was almost manic.

"Zhao Wu'an! Zhao Wu'an!

As the King Kong King of the Demon Greed Palace, all he wanted was to kill him happily, but Zhao Wu'an seemed to have come purely to disgust him.

Although the momentum of the heavy pestle is huge, if the other party blindly retreats and does not accept the move, it is obviously too bulky. Therefore, during the period of time when Zhao Wu'an retreated with his sword, although Tuoba Nu kept forcing him with his qi, he never touched the corner of Zhao Wu'an's clothes.

It is true that the qi machine can be extended freely without relying on external objects, but Zhao Wu'an and he are both first-class masters, and they hold each other's qi and machine, and Zhao Wu'an may even be slightly higher, and still can't cause any damage.

After a fruitless pursuit, Tuobana was almost mad with rage, a far cry from the duel he was expecting.

Since the other party has no intention of fighting, he can only end this unpleasant battle in person.

Tuobana gave up the pursuit, but the momentum around him rose to a new height at that time.

Zhao Wu'an's retreat also stopped, still holding Luo Shen Fu in one hand and dragging Luo Shen's sword box in the other. Although the white clothes were soaked in blood, it seemed that because of the blessing of Yan Daohuo's qi, it still did not change and fluttered.

"You will die here, on the first day you enter the First Rank Realm......"

Tuobano's voice was low and hoarse, like a sticky silk.

He raised the siege tree-like iron pillar with one hand and sneered: "At least you have reached this realm, and it is not considered that you have taken the road of martial arts in vain. ”

Zhao Wu'an never answered, concentrating.

The energy that lingered in the streets began to condense towards Tuobana. The wind seemed to be vibrating, and layers of cracks appeared in the air, spreading in all directions, like dense cobwebs, enveloping Zhao Wu'an and Tuoba Nu in it.

Zhao Wu'an swallowed his saliva.

It was perhaps the most stressful moment of his life.

Tuobano clearly intended to end this hilarious cat-and-mouse game with a move that he couldn't avoid anyway, and now he was absolutely impossible to take it.

It's just a line between life and death.

Tuoba Nu held a pestle in one hand and rushed head-on, thundering step by step.

In the silence of the surroundings, all the cracks in the qi machine gathered to the peak of the iron pestle, and in a trance, a vast ocean was formed, during which the waves were turbulent, and strange beasts infested between the peaks of the sea.

This is the "spirit" of Tuobano, a master of a product.

"Kuntian!"

As Tuoba Nu spit out the majestic words in his mouth, a hideous giant kun jumped out of the sea, carrying 10,000 tons of seawater and pouring it on Zhao Wu'an's head.

What he saw in front of him was naturally an illusion formed by the condensation of energy, but after the illusion, Tuoba Nu had already thrown out the heavy pestle in his hand with one hand, roaring towards Zhao Wu'an like a meteor.

The qi machine had almost locked Zhao Wu'an in the middle, and the majestic energy like the sea had made it impossible for him to avoid it.

In the face of such a shocking move, Zhao Wu'an lightly spit out two words in his mouth: "Dust." ”

Luo Shen Fu was like an edict, and the gray sword body suddenly lit up, and suddenly the cold air wrapped around it bounced into the air and disappeared.

And with the dissipation of this energy, Zhao Wu'an's momentum also fell to the next level in an instant, and he was wearily wearing white clothes.

His eyes reflected the giant kun that rushed to his face.

"Thank you for your help. ”

There seemed to be a woman's chuckle in the air, half disdainful, half gratifying.

Although he hadn't seen that senior for nearly fifteen years since he left Kunlun, Zhao Wu'an still seemed to have received great encouragement. Even if there is an invincible enemy in front of you, there will definitely be a chance to win.

The hand that was tightly pressed on the Roselle sword case was withdrawn to the chest. Zhao Wu'an clasped his hands together and clenched the Luo Shen Fu in his hand.

"Picking mulberries, pulsatillas, bodhisattvas, magpies, poppies, and Su Musha. ”

"Wine owls, Qing songs, broken army, wind sleeves, eastward, broken love. ”

In the flying sand and dust that overflowed the avenue, the six swords came out of the box one after another, and a series of clear sword lights rose.

Zhao Wu'an's black hair fluttered in the wind, holding Luo Shenfu tightly, and the sword intent of the six swords behind him was instantly liberated.

Just like outside the remnant sun city fifty-five years ago.

One man, one enemy.

The qi machine surged, and the two sharp energies hedged against each other, and for a while they were not up or down.

In the overwhelming storm, Tuobanau's eyes suddenly widened: "How is it possible!? No, you ...... How could you?!"

————————

The clouds in the city had been dispelled by Zhao Wu'an's sky-high sword qi, but it was still raining on the side of the city.

In the dense rain, the black-clothed swordsman brandished a knife wrapped in gauze around his hand, and slashed down the last Demon Greed Hall sect member in front of him with an expressionless face.

The whole city was silent for a while, and corpses were scattered everywhere, but he was the only one standing.

He gasped for breath, turned his head, looked at the bustling imperial gate half a mile away, and smiled bitterly.

"How dare you play. I'm afraid that even Zhu Nanzhan and Ouyang Zelai were deceived by you at that moment. ”

Han Jige paused for a long time, and then jumped down from the city, letting his body stretch in the wind.

A moment later, a black robe landed steadily, and he held a knife in his left hand and charged forward.

————————

Behind the Tai'an Gate.

When Zhao Wu'an summoned all the seven swords out of the box, before the others could react, Su Qinghe's eyes widened suddenly.

He finally knew where that sense of disobedience came from.

"But...... But that's impossible?" he said, with a look of disbelief in his eyes.

The Emperor, who noticed his unusual expression, asked, "What's wrong?"

"I said before that when you enter a product, you will definitely be able to trigger a vision of heaven and earth, and Zhao Wu'an did dispel the clouds in the sky with one sword, but after that, he didn't show anything...... I thought he was still hiding a hand. ”

The emperor lowered his head and thought for a while, "I thought?"

He ...... Now he is different from before!" Su Qinghe was shocked and trembled, "How can there be any hole cards!

"What?!"

Not only the emperor, but all the Praetorian Guards who heard these words also showed a completely stunned look on their faces.

In the very center of the storm, the air currents rose like a whirlpool, rolling the Seven Swords of Luo Shen and the giant kun summoned by Tuoba Nu in one place, regardless of each other.

Tuobana, who was almost unstable in the storm, was full of surprise and said madly: "How is this possible! Your strength is clearly only a second grade! Your first grade realm...... It's a fake!"

"It's a forgery. Zhao Wu'an nodded, "There is a senior who left a point of first-grade energy in front of Tai'an, and I just borrowed that strength to fake that I have a first-grade realm." ”

"You've been fighting me for so long with the second-grade realm!?" Tuobana simply felt insulted.

"I made a bet with myself. Zhao Wu'an said lightly, "You have always been arrogant and indiscriminate, and if you want to be your opponent, you must at least have a good realm." I had to pretend to be a good product, and bet that you wouldn't be able to kill me if you didn't use the strongest move. ”

"You're arrogant! You can't take my Kuntian!" Tuoba Nu sneered, "How can you survive a move that even a first-class master can't take!"

"It's just a bet. As long as you use it, I'll win. Whether you can catch it or not, that's a later story. ”

Zhao Wu'an's eyes were waveless, and the six swords behind him spiraled, and the sword intent flowed among each other.

"As for the bets, it's the more important issue. ”

Tuobana was stunned suddenly: "What bet did you make on yourself?"

Zhao Wu'an didn't speak, but Tuoba Nu faintly sensed something.

Heaven and earth are interconnected.

Just as Han Zhujiu was able to steal the Zhao family's purple qi on the night of the prince's birth, the world's qi was born from the same origin, and it could be circulated interactively without hindrance. If one party steals, there is always a possibility of success.

Zhao Wu'an still remembers that on the night when he strayed into the Silent Array, Han Zhutoan held a lantern in his hand, but he could divide a cold fire and condense it in the palm of his hand.

Although that feeling is subtle, in the eye of the storm where the qi is surging and condensed, you can feel its flow trajectory more clearly. It doesn't seem to be difficult to reach for it.

Tuobana's eyes widened in disbelief, "You want to steal my qi and achieve your own first-grade realm?"

"I was stupid, so I had to take a shortcut. Zhao Wu'an stepped forward with Luo Shenfu in his hand.

A strange emotion rose from Tuobana's heart, and the painful torture like a hundred claws scratching his heart made him almost speechless, and his steps began to retreat unconsciously.

It's a feeling I've never felt in a long time.

He was afraid.

I just tried my best to make the strongest move, and there have been many first-class masters who have been trained for a long time, and they also fell under this move, and they should have won the game.

But if the other party takes away his qi and defeats him......

That's pretty much a denial of everything about him.

"No, no, no!" Tuoba Nu went crazy, drew the knife in the hand of one of the sect members beside him, and rushed towards Zhao Wu'an with a wild roar.

"I will never let you take what I have, let me die!!"

The storm rose higher and higher, sweeping away almost everything around it. The giant kun summoned by Tuoba Nu also flew into the sky with the six swords of Luoshen, and almost disappeared without a trace.

And on the bluestone street that had faintly calmed down, Tuoba Nu held a simple knife with a wooden handle and rushed towards Zhao Wu'an.

King Kong, who responded to every call in the Demon Greed Palace, can only use the Pu Dao to defend his qi now.

A thunderbolt suddenly slashed through the sky, and then the sword qi roared like a tide.

That sword qi came from the sky.

It's like the Milky Way hanging upside down, and it's like an immortal holding a sword down. Three thousand sword qi like a tsunami rushed from the end of the extreme sky, roaring like a long dragon.

Those swords, across the mountains and mountains, across the desert Gobi, across the territory of the Great Song Dynasty and Yezuo, descended on the Tai'an Gate of Bianliang City, congratulating the birth of the eighteenth first-class master in the world.

This year, Zhao Wuan was twenty-nine years old.

Twenty thousand and seventy-three days and nights have passed since the death of the sword god Luo Jianqi.

Fortunately, this river and lake has not lost the sword.

The gas dissipates. The crowd resounded. Heaven and earth are silent for a while.

At the end of the long bluestone street, the invincible Tuoba Nu slowly lowered his hand holding the knife.

And Zhao Wu'an, holding Luo Shenfu in his hand, raised his hand and walked away with a sword.

Since ancient times, victory and defeat have been just raised in the palm of your hand.