If it is said that Chen Guhong's sword light is brighter than the bright moon and stars, it has taken away the style. Then Bai Zhengzhi's sword light completely covered the bright moon and stars in the sky.

It was as if all the colors of heaven and earth were dim, and only I was left with a bright white color.

With Bai Zheng swinging his sword, a brilliant and cold sword aura rushed into the sky. Attacking Chen Guhong, not only crushed the earth along the way, but also made the earth overwhelmed and creaked.

Even thin flakes of ice were formed along the way, rising a brilliant and murderous white mist, which was extremely terrifying like a dream.

There is a kind of person who is born as a god of the sword, and he is the only one in heaven and on earth.

Bai Zheng was born in a wealthy family in the rivers and lakes, and when he was one year old, he grabbed a wooden sword. At the age of three, he began to practice swordsmanship from his father, and by the age of five, he already had amazing swordsmanship.

After the age of ten, he visited famous teachers and sharpened his swordsmanship.

At the age of thirteen, he was already invincible in the world. After the world is invincible, it is not lonely, but lively. Geniuses from all over the world, heroes have come to challenge, he does not refuse, and he has stood at the peak for many years.

Jiangzuo's No. 1 Shuizhongping is just one of them.

As he fights more masters, the more outstanding his swordsmanship and knowledge become. It can be said that the sword moves in this world are imprinted in his heart.

There is no swordsmanship that he has never seen, and there is no swordsmanship that he can't imitate, even the same is true of the Shui family's swordsmanship of attacking the moon. All of this has created his self-respecting grandeur.

There is no one in this world who he doesn't dare to use his sword, even the King of Qi who has something to do with him now.

His code of conduct is to speak by force, the first action is to crush, another action is still crushing, and another action is the same as crushing.

All the way to the east, kneeling at his feet are countless heroes, endless heroes.

His myth is forged with the blood of this endless hero, hero, and the throne of the gods made by the bones. Steel. And Chen Guhong has only debuted for a year, relying on the mystery of the original god and entering the myth.

In terms of grinding, it is far inferior to whiteness.

So in Bai Zheng's eyes, Chen Guhong's youthfulness is very obvious. Compared with Chen Guhong's strong arrogance, that swordsmanship is like a baby toddler, which is extremely ridiculous.

Expectations turn into disappointment, which is the anger of the strong.

"You, why are you so weak!!!!"

Seeing the whistling, it was as if Bai was letting out an angry roar, a roar of God. It's like a hell.

"Senior brother is angry, this is the first time I have seen senior brother so angry. "Chen Zhengran is a top swordsman, but in the face of this god-like coercion, he still feels a tremble.

However, he was not ashamed, but became more and more in awe of Bai Zheng's strength.

So in his heart, Bai is undefeated, and so is the so-called book swordsman.

Chen Guhong also felt his youthfulness, and he felt ridiculous for his thoughts.

"I originally thought that swordsmanship was nothing more than swordsmanship, but I originally thought that I had understood the essence of swordsmanship and became the god of swords. I'm also standing on a high place. Look at all beings. ”

"I thought that the so-called Bai Zheng had also passed the same realm, so the victory or defeat was only between five and five. But it turns out that there is a mountain and a mountain high, and there is no highest, only higher. ”

If there is a choice. Chen Guhong really didn't want to fight with him. Unfortunately, there is no retreat at this moment. If you retreat, you can only become the king of Qi, or the dog leg of the emperor of the apocalypse.

"Although I am young, I also have the courage to fight. "Facing tough characters. The god of swords who really stands at the top of the heavenly fortune, the only thing Chen Guhong can compare to is the courage of the first battle.

A person with peerless courage can open a mountain even if he is a fool.

So in the face of this brilliant and powerful sword qi. Chen Guhong didn't think about retreating for a moment, but facing difficulties. Courage spurted in his heart, and the fight against the water was not despair, but heroism.

"Kill!" Chen Guhong struggled to swing the bamboo cane, entangled with the ghost qi of Gaozhuang in the cane and turned into a strong force, swinging the strongest sword move he could swing, in order to shake the myth of undefeated.

"Bump!"

In the roar, Chen Guhong's sword qi shattered, but Bai Zheng's sword qi was only a slight turn, and it was endless.

"Huh!"

The sword qi slashed, and a section of black hair near Chen Guhong's left shoulder was cut off, and the moment it fell, it was decomposed into invisible dust by the powerful sword qi, the clothes on the left shoulder were broken, and a shallow wound was imprinted on it, although the wound was very shallow, but red blood flowed out.

Chen Guhong was indeed injured.

This red blood is extraordinarily gaudy and ridiculous. At least in Chen's view, it's ridiculous.

"What kind of myth of the rivers and lakes, you can get injured with one move, and you actually use nonsense to kill us, it's ridiculous. Chen Zhengran was laughing, although he would only be more embarrassed to pick up Bai Zheng's trick by himself, but he would not think about this, he would only think about Chen Guhong's arrogant words and arrogance.

This red blood fell in Bai Zheng's eyes, but it was not ridiculous, but angry. His grim cheeks grew even colder, and the flames of anger burned in those eyes.

"Weak, weak, too weak. Bai Zheng's anger was burning, and the sword he swung out was even more violent.

"Woohoo!"

Bai Zheng's right arm moved, as if he was swinging his sword at will, and it was extremely chaotic. But every sword is just right, and every sword is like a stroke of genius, one link after another, forming an endless stream of sword moves.

In the fierce cold, there was an endless fire of anger.

Powerful! Powerful! Powerful!

Just like Bai Zheng gives people the feeling, the more mellow the wine, the more sweet it is. The more the mystery is revealed, the more it becomes that the god of the sword is strong.

In the face of this strong and long, but it seems to be a random sword move. Chen Guhong knew that he was invincible, and the only thing he could fight with was courage.

Only by fighting with his heart, only by going deep into it to comprehend his strength. I can be reborn and become stronger than him. I must become stronger than him, otherwise I will not only be defeated and die, but also be punished by the Nine Clans, just as Fei Zai said.

Chen Guhong was in the way, struggling to resist.

The water family's swordsmanship of attacking the moon, listening to the bamboo sound in the mountains of the bamboo family, he used all his strength to use a courage full of great determination, waving the swordsmanship that was even ridiculous in the eyes of the god of swords, and tried his best to resist.

But the powerful swordsmanship is powerful after all, and in the face of this random sword after sword, although Chen Guhong desperately resisted, he was also defeated step by step.

One step is one zhang, and one retreat is a hundred zhang.

At every step there must be blood gushing, and at every step there must be a thud and the clothes shattered. After retreating, Chen Guhong was already spitting blood, his body was covered with wounds, and his clothes were almost strips of cloth.

Not to mention elegance, even beggars are not as good.

If there is still a look, then there is only a pair of eyes of his, which are still high-spirited, full of unyielding, and full of great courage.

An invisible force and an unyielding will supported Chen Guhong not to flee at this moment, not to kneel and beg for mercy to lick, and not to obey the mandate of heaven to be a dog wagging his tail and begging for mercy. (To be continued.) )