Ouyang Fenghou lowered his head, looked at the divine sword in his hand proudly, and kept sneering, as if he didn't take the heroes of the world in his eyes.

The people present witnessed Ma Dongsheng's death with their own eyes, and they all felt very strange, and they couldn't figure out how Ouyang Fenghou did all this.

Shangguan Qianye stared at the knife in Ouyang Fenghou's hand, racking his brains but not being able to find an answer, and finally he felt that this knife must be related to the four giant blades rumored on the rivers and lakes. But there is not enough evidence to prove it.

After a long time, no one dared to stand up and speak, only Ouyang Feng waited for himself to sneer in place.

This mysterious knife completely broke everyone's perception of conventional weapons, and what it can do is unimaginable to ordinary people. So everyone didn't know what else to do except be shocked.

At this time, someone suddenly shouted at Ouyang Fenghou: "Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, do you think that holding an evil blade in your hand can crush the martial arts? Let's see if it's a foot high or a foot high!"

The person who spoke was none other than Xuan Lingzi, the new head of the Wudang faction. Xuan Lingzi is also a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers, he has been practicing martial arts for decades, and today he only thinks about making a name for himself when he goes down the mountain.

Now that Ma Dongsheng was killed by Ouyang Fenghou, Xuan Lingzi thought that the opportunity to give himself and even Wudang a chance to show his might had come, if he could kill Ouyang Fenghou, then the throne of the leader of the martial arts alliance would belong to him.

Ouyang Fenghou raised his head and looked at him, and said with a contemptuous smile: "Old Dao." Originally, there was nothing to do with you in this river and lake, but if you want to die, others can't stop you. If you see Ma Dongsheng dead, you are anxious. Then let the horses come. ”

Xuan Lingzi was really famous, he didn't think much about it, he took out his sword and took a few steps to go over, raising his sword and stabbing it.

Ouyang Fenghou watched him run over, swinging the knife sideways in a semicircle around his waist, and then gently withdrew a step and looked at him with a smile.

Xuan Lingzi was rushing forward. He was also very careful, and he knew in his heart that if the tip of his sword pierced the invisible barrier. You have to dodge right away so that you can save your life.

Seeing that the tip of Xuan Lingzi's sword was about to stab Ouyang Fenghou, Ouyang Fenghou was still standing there motionless, and the sword in Xuan Lingzi's hand didn't seem to encounter any obstacles.

Even Xuan Lingzi himself thought it was strange. The sword in his hand was no more than a foot away from the other party. If the opponent doesn't dodge again, I'm afraid it will be too late. But the opponent remained motionless.

Xuan Lingzi was thinking about what all this was, he felt a chill in his waist, he knew that things were not good, but all his energy was put on the tip of the sword, and now he couldn't hold back his feet anymore.

Everyone heard Xuan Lingzi let out a miserable scream, and then saw that his whole person was broken into two from his waist. But he didn't know what had cut him off, but he saw a trail of blood in mid-air.

Xuan Lingzi died in a daze. He himself didn't know why he died, or how he died.

Ouyang Feng Houli also ignored the corpse under his feet. Continuing to look at the knife in his hand, his affection was overflowing.

Shangguan Qianye and the others stared at the blood stains hanging in mid-air, and after nearly ten seconds or so, the blood hanging in mid-air seemed to suddenly lose its support and fell to the ground suddenly.

Xuan Lingzi's death really angered the little old Dao who came with him, and this group of people each raised their swords in their hands, and quickly surrounded Ouyang in it.

One of the little old men shouted: "We must not let him leave alive today, we must avenge the master, and the brothers killed him!"

Ouyang Fenghou didn't even raise his eyelids, just held the knife in his hand, raised the knife up, the tip of the knife went up and down, and then gently turned his body around. When he finished this action, he sneered at Shangguan Qianye.

Looking at this group of little veterans, more than 20 swords stabbed at Ouyang Fenghou together, but before the swords touched the other party's body, they were all like stabbing on the rock wall, and the sound of "pop papa" sword breaking was endless.

Ouyang Fenghou was like being sealed in a transparent giant bell, no matter how the people outside attacked, they couldn't pose the slightest threat to him.

Before these Taoist priests could understand what was going on, all that was left in their hands was the remnant sword. These people were just stunned, and Ouyang Fenghou turned the knife sideways again and moved it around.

In an instant, more than twenty little veterans around his body were all cut in two. Some people fell to the ground with their lower bodies, but their upper bodies remained in mid-air.

After about ten seconds or so, the corpse hanging in mid-air suddenly fell to the ground.

All this that happened was really unbelievable to Shangguan Qianye, something that could only happen in mythology, and it really made people who saw it with their own eyes unable to fully believe and accept it for a while.

Everyone looked stupidly, and after a long time, no one spoke. And this deathly tranquility was broken by Ouyang Fenghou's wild laughter.

At this time, Wang Yonghe walked over slowly, stood about a foot away from Ouyang Fenghou and asked, "Ouyang Shaoxia, could it be that what you are holding in your hand is one of the four giant blades in the legend?"

Ouyang Fenghou laughed after hearing this: "Well, what Wang Supreme said is not bad, it seems that you still have some little knowledge." You're right, this knife is the Split Sky, one of the four giant blades. ”

As soon as these words were finished, there was a commotion in the crowd, and everyone was talking about why the divine sword that the people in the martial arts had been searching for for several years without any news would fall into the hands of Ouyang Fenghou.

Ouyang Fenghou looked at the people present and laughed: "Now that the Splitting Sky Blade is in my hand, I don't know if I am qualified to sit in the position of the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance?"

As soon as these words came out, almost all of them turned their eyes to Shangguan Qianye. Everybody's heart understands that among those present. If even Shangguan Qianye was afraid of this knife, then no one would dare to stand up and say that he couldn't do it.

Shangguan Qianye knew everyone's hopes for him, and he also felt the heavy responsibility on his shoulders. But he didn't know anything about the Split Sky Blade in the other party's hand, and if he did it rashly, the result would be very likely to be the same as Xuan Lingzi and them.

At this critical juncture, if Shangguan Qianye does not make a move, then the next thing will be logical, and Ouyang Fenghou will inevitably take the position of the leader of the martial arts.

Shangguan Qianye still knows Ouyang Fenghou better. If he is really made the leader of the alliance, then the entire martial arts and even the whole world are afraid that it will be bloody again.

Hundreds of people stared at Shangguan Qianye. Waiting for his decision, everyone's hearts rose to their throats, and no one dared to make the slightest sound.

Wang Yonghe, like everyone else, stared at Shangguan Qianye. Waiting for him to come up with an idea for everyone.

Although before Ouyang Fenghou did not appear. Wang Yonghe was against Shangguan Qianye, because at that time he wanted to be the leader of the alliance. But until Ouyang Fenghou appeared, his heart seemed to be on the side of Shangguan Qianye again.

He saw that Ouyang Fenghou was extremely cruel and murderous, if such a person was allowed to be the leader of the martial arts alliance, he was afraid that all the people would not have a good life.

At this moment, Wang Yonghe hoped that Shangguan Qianye would be the leader of the alliance, because compared to Ouyang Fenghou. Shangguan Qianye's character is still too good.

After a long while, Ouyang Fenghou laughed wildly again: "I mean I want to be the leader of this alliance." What are you all looking at Shangguan Qianye doing? Do you think that this is still the era when the Emperor of Heaven is covering the sky with one hand? Do you think that Shangguan Qianye has the courage to come out and fight me?"

Listening to his words, all the heroes felt very angry, because the first person present could clearly see that what Ouyang Fenghou relied on was not how exquisite his martial arts were, nor how fast his body was, if he put down the Split Void Blade in his hand, it could be said that few people would really be afraid of him.

Although everyone was not convinced, after all, no one dared to rush forward and do it. All the people were just secretly cheering for Shangguan Qianye in their hearts.

At this time, Shangguan Qianye has really become the hope of the entire martial arts, if even the Void Heavenly Emperor succumbs, it means that the people present have practiced kung fu for decades and completely bowed to an artifact.

If there is an artifact, no need to eat a little hard work, and no need to chase the stars and the moon for decades, they can defeat all the people, then can this martial arts be called martial arts again?

All the heroes are now anxious, but they dare not speak out. They knew that most people's kung fu could not catch up with Ma Dongsheng and Xuan Lingzi. Even if they attack in groups, I'm afraid they will be sent to death.

Shangguan Qianye faced Ouyang Fenghou's arrogance, he didn't say a word for a long time, he was silent and in a daze, although anger had erupted in his eyes, he had not yet found a real solution to the problem.

Gradually, beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, and this was the first time in Shangguan Qianye's life that he had sweated before the battle.

Back then, he was never afraid when he faced the Martial Arts Supreme, when he faced the Eighteen Arhats, and when he faced Zhangying Rulai, but today, when he faced the Sky Splitting Blade, he was really afraid.

Shangguan Qianye is not afraid of being injured or killed, let alone losing face after defeat. What scared him was the heavy burden on his shoulders.

He is only thirty-five years old, and now he is carrying the entire martial arts on his shoulders, he can't bear it anymore, he has not matured to the level of the Tieshan monks back then.

If he wasn't the head of the Taidou Sect, if he wasn't called the Emperor of Void Heaven, if he wasn't the first person in the martial arts now, he would definitely dare to fight Ouyang Fenghou to the death. You can be defeated, you can be injured, you can die, all of this is as light as a feather for a warrior who stands up to the sky.

But the current Shangguan Qianye really can't afford to lose, if he really loses, then the entire pattern of martial arts will be subverted, and I don't know how many innocent heroes will die.

Shangguan Qianye and Ouyang Fenghou were two people, each carrying a knife and looking at each other.

In Ouyang Fenghou's eyes, he was already full of desire for victory at this time, no matter who the opponent was, he was eager to fight, and he was eager to show his invincible divine might to the entire martial arts.

He gave up everything around him and fled to another country, and he never thought he would come back. However, it was the inadvertent harvest of this Void Splitting Blade that allowed him to enrich his ambitions once again.

The purpose of his return to the martial arts this time could not be clearer, that is, he wants all the people in the world who practice martial arts to know that he is the king of martial arts, he is the overlord of martial arts, and he is the contemporary martial saint.

The current Ouyang Fenghou is close to madness, just like when he led his troops to catch up with the official brothers. If he could calm down and think about it, he would also understand that it was not him who everyone was afraid of, but the Sky Splitting Blade in his hand.

And now Shangguan Qianye's eyes only have endless unknowns, he knows that he must fight with Ouyang Fenghou today, but he will win the battle, and losing is equivalent to losing the dignity of the entire Chinese martial arts.

The blade of the seven-eyed remnant dragon has been surrounded by anger, and the soul of the sword is crying, it needs to fight, it needs victory, it needs the blood of the enemy to calm all indignation. But now the owner of the seven-eyed remnant dragon, Shangguan Qianye's heart is still empty. (To be continued......)