An old acquaintance from a long time ago appeared opposite Zhou Mengdie, his name Zhou Mengdie no longer remembers, only that he is from Baiyun City, his surname is Ye, and he is the descendant of the Flying Immortal Sword Technique.

Since the sword god jade has comprehended the complete swordsmanship of the immortals, he has never come to find Zhou Mengdie for a decisive battle, just because Zhou Mengdie's progress is too fast, and even if he desperately catches up, he can't catch up.

Huashan discussed the sword, the battle between the heroes and Zhou Mengdie broke out, watching one after another swordsmen, swordsmen, boxers and other great masters and masters rushing to challenge Zhou Mengdie regardless of the level of their skills, he seemed to understand something.

So, he finally stood in front of Zhou Mengdie, holding the ancestor's sword in his hand, staring at Zhou Mengdie with his eyes and said, "I want to use the Flying Immortals outside the sky to compete with your sword West, I don't know"

Zhou Mengdie didn't speak, he only waved his hand, the sword of the Son of Heaven disappeared, and the Dugu Divine Sword appeared in his hand, and the momentum on his body changed, and in an instant, the supreme sword intent of the Sword Dao Emperor guarding the Quartet turned into an invincible and invincible sword intent.

Undefeated and defeating sword intent are different, they can't tell who is high or low, one is the sword god of a thousand years ago, and the other is the sword demon who was still threatening the rivers and lakes ten years ago.

Undefeated and defeating are lonely, all Zhou Mengdie is holding the Dugu Divine Sword, after the sword intent on his body is combined with the sword in his hand, the sword intent on his body is still enough to scatter the clouds and make the world change color.

His opponent was stunned, although his talent and comprehension were excellent, but after all, he did not have the peerless sword intent that Zhou Mengdie had like me, so he was defeated from the beginning.

The Flying Immortal is undoubtedly the most perfect swordsmanship Zhou Mengdie has ever seen, yes. It's perfect.

There is no flaw in this sword. Immerse yourself in a dreamlike world. But he does not win with illusion, but with dignified swordsmanship to compete with the enemy.

Some people say that the swordsman who died under the sword god sword was full of fear, but the swordsman who died under the sword fairy was full of joy.

Zhou Mengdie had a complete glimpse of this sword for the first time, and the plum blossom sword technique and the flying immortal sword technique in his hand were two different extremes.

The young sword god and the young sword immortal were both influenced by each other's swordsmanship, so a person's swordsmanship began to change from complex to simple, and a person's swordsmanship from simple to complex. As a result, they all have earth-shattering power, but in fact, in the end, it is impossible to tell who will win and who will lose between the sword god and the sword immortal.

However, Zhou Mengdie is always stronger than the heir of the Sword Immortal. Even at this time, he was already stronger than the sword god of a thousand years ago.

Following him, challenging Zhou Mengdie was still an acquaintance, Tong Xiaoxian looked at Zhou Mengdie with a strange look on his face, and said, "Why did you lie to me in the first place?"

There was a middle-aged man standing next to her, looking very mature and steady, and her words were very ambiguous, which made Zhou Mengdie very worried that he would misunderstand the relationship between the two people.

He didn't explain much, because he was about to leave this world, and no amount of explanation made much sense.

Sword Twenty-Three is worthy of being a sword saint 10,000 years ago, Zhou Mengdie used the imperial authority of the sword of the Son of Heaven to affect the sword in her hand. The sword that destroyed her was defeated by the unity of the human sword.

But she didn't care. After Zhou Mengdie defeated her, her face seemed to be a lot more relaxed. said: "I know that my sister's eyesight is still very good, and when I grabbed it on the street back then, I could catch a supreme grandmaster." ”

After speaking, he suddenly raised his head and asked Zhou Mengdie, "Do you still recognize the name Zhou Qian?"

Zhou Mengdie was slightly stunned, but finally nodded.

A trace of joy appeared on Tong Xiaoxian's face, and said: "Since this is the case, then after you ascend, my Three Peerless Sect will also offer you in the ancestral hall in the door, and in the future, when my sister ascends, you have to cover me." ”

A drop of cold sweat came out of Zhou Mengdie's forehead, enshrined in the ancestral hall, how did it feel a bit like he was about to be defeated.

However, at the moment when he was thinking about defeat, there was an inexplicable tremor in his heart, as if another pair of invisible hands were manipulating something, making his brows furrow. For the upcoming ascension, there is a sense of malaise in my heart.

At this moment, Fei Peng walked in front of Zhou Mengdie, he slowly pulled out the Zhenshan sword behind him, and said: "This sword is still a gift you took out for me from the palace back then, and now, it has drunk the blood of 16,000 people, and it has become a killing god from the mascot used to suppress the mountains back then." ”

He sighed, as if he had thought of something, and muttered: "I dare to be interested in martial arts, but I am also more interested in hegemony. ”

Zhou Mengdie shook her head, but finally spoke: "I know why you didn't come to the Migration Sect to Xiangyang to guard with me. Although Xiangyang City is important, the more than 300,000 people under the mountain are also the people of my Han Dynasty, and you have not turned your back on your way. ”

Fei Peng was slightly stunned, but then laughed and said, "You look up to me." Fei Peng was just a gangster at first, relying on his righteousness, he dared to be the boss desperately, and entered the Tianwu world in less than half a year. This huge foundation is thanks to your help in the first place. Feipeng galloped across the grassland, aided the Tibetan Sword Villa, and brought unimaginable benefits to Feipeng. It's you, who have done so many things over the years, and it's all thankless. ”

He laughed a few more times, but suddenly said: "However, I, Feipeng, am proud to have a brother like you, after your kid ascends, Nantianmen and Haoqi Sect will be allied forever, if you violate this oath, heaven and man will be killed." ”

Zhou Mengdie smiled, and he used the Shuren Sword to intersect with Feipeng's Zhenshan Sword, as if he was swearing with a high-five.

Fei Peng's Zhentian Sword Technique has reached the realm of the unity of human and sword. Whether it is the Zhenshan Sword in his hand, or the left palm that often slaps at Zhou Mengdie, it contains infinite sword intent.

However, after all, his strength is much worse than Zhou Mengdie, and there is a small gap between him and the Broken Void Realm, and he has only fought with Zhou Mengdie for more than thirty years, and he was rushed back a few steps by Zhou Mengdie's mighty sword intent.

His face flushed and shouted "Happy" three times, and then he said to Zhou Mengdie: "Taking this sword is a sword I created myself according to the Zhentian Sword Method, if you can catch it, I will lose today." ”

Zhou Mengdie's face still had a faint smile, he quietly waited for Feipeng's sword, and at the same time urged the Haoran righteousness in his body, the sword was covered by layers of milky white true qi, and a bright, vast, pure sword intent converged on the sword body.

Knowing Haoran righteousness, how could he, who was gifted and evil, not take the opportunity to create his own swordsmanship?

This sword is called Haoqi Forever, taking the immortality of heaven and earth, righteousness is endless, and the meaning of Haoqi is eternal, and it is the most immortal sword in his hand.

Fei Peng's sword completely burst out with a power far beyond his own strength, and a silver-armored god with an unknown height appeared in the sky, he stepped on the Huashan Mountain, holding the Optimus Giant Sword in his hand, holding the sword in both hands, and pressing towards Zhou Mengdie's head.

This sword is too big, so big that it is impossible to distinguish the blade and the tip of the sword, as if the Huashan has been turned upside down, the heaven and the earth are dim, and there is the power of the world. This sword is called the 'Three Realms of Yongzhen'.

An immortal sword like Haoran righteousness was inserted from above the sky, Zhou Mengdie's face was solemn, in an instant, his figure and the sword in his hand fused into one, as if something in his body was broken, a milky white sword rose into the sky, and collided with the giant sword.

Heaven and earth seem to fall into eternity in an instant, and it seems that in an instant, thousands of years have passed.

The aftermath of the sword qi flattened a peak of Mount Hua, and Zhou Mengdie slowly fell to the ground, he looked at the north with some reluctance, where there were Zhuang Guoping and Zhou Ying, and he knew that they would meet one day after they separated.

Fei Peng collapsed to the ground weakly, the sword just now had exhausted all the strength in his body, he struggled to get up from the ground, and refused everyone's support very stubbornly, just like when he first saw him fighting in the ring.

He smiled at Zhou Mengdie, who was still standing proudly in the face of the thunder tribulation, and then slowly gave him a thumbs up, in his eyes, in addition to the still burning battle intent, there was also this kind of inexplicable admiration.

With the help of the power of heaven and earth that had existed for an unknown number of thousands of years, he was still resisted by Zhou Mengdie with his own strength, although Zhou Mengdie at this time looked disheveled and her hair was flying.

Zhou Mengdie smiled at Fei Peng. Then he glanced at Wanqing on the side, and after nodding slightly, Wanqing's body suddenly erupted with a strong momentum, as if a barrier was broken by him.

Qi Tian stayed far away on a mountain, a trace of golden light appeared in his pupils, and his expression when he looked at Zhou Mengdie was very complicated, and he rubbed the totem golden stick in his hand, as if he was quietly waiting for something.

The tribulation thunder in the sky slowly converged, and Zhou Mengdie fought with the group of heroes and Feipeng, which had consumed more than seven layers of true qi in his body, but he was still confident that he could completely survive the thunder tribulation and fly to the upper realm with Wanqing. It's just that he can no longer do it with one sword to disperse the thunder tribulation like Dugu was defeated back then.

A purple thunderbolt fell from the sky, and the power was many times greater than Qiao Feng and the others who had crossed the catastrophe back then, Zhou Mengdie's brows furrowed, and he seemed to have guessed why Shicai had a trace of bad aura.

There was a trace of unruliness and arrogance in his eyes, and he held his head high, and stretched out his hand to push Wanqing, who was not far from him, a little farther. (To be continued.) )