"I don't deserve to know? Hahaha, I have never killed you so-called disciples of the great sect. If you also have Qi Huan, I will turn around and leave, but you have achieved true qi. I want to see, what qualifications are you, who have achieved true qi and cultivated to be proud of me, a first-class strong man who has Qi Huan!"

Cao Jian obviously had resentment towards the disciples of the major sect. With a long roar, his true energy surged all over his body, and the sword in his hand stabbed out again.

Still a basic stinger.

Fast, accurate, stable!

Wang Lian swung the sword in his hand sideways, and he lit the grass-rooted sword body, but he never swung his sword away. On the contrary, the thick force coming from the grass-rooted sword made his palm numb, and blood burst out from the tiger's mouth.

"kill!"

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Cao Jian let out a low roar. The murderous intent of killing Yingye for several years broke out, causing the air around him to suddenly cool down. Even if the old Jianghu like Dan Kuohai has changed his face and he can hardly help but take action.

But Wang Lian's expression did not change at all.

The light body movement is not significant in the improvement of movement and running. It is not difficult to avoid a sword that has long been seen by him.

As his body twisted, Wang Lian's sword edge fell on Cao Jian's sword again. Although there was still a true energy coming out of his sword, Wang Lian took advantage of the shock of this true energy to retreat, widen the distance, and easily resolved the disadvantage just now.

Cao Mun's eyes looked a little gloomy.

Just now, my body skills and swordsmanship were completely defeated!

"Qi flows through the sky..."

Wang Lian easily calculated the strength of the true qi of the grass mustard qi walking in Zhoutian in his mind. He immediately smiled slightly, stepped forward again, and stabbed out with a sword.

This sword did not see the sword energy everywhere, nor did the wind and thunder follow each other, but it was attached to a layer of sword energy on the surface of the sword blade. The sword energy broke through the air and forced the air flow at a special frequency, so that the sword had no resistance and was silent, leaving any powerful person who could judge the wind and distinguish the position without any use of skills.

"Xiangang Sword Technique!"

A hint of excitement emerged in Shan Kuohai's eyes.

Unexpectedly, Junior Brother Wang Lian inherited the famous master's unique skill, Xiangang Sword Art!

Moreover, the sword technique of the Immortal Gang is bound to cause a huge momentum and make people beware of it. However, this junior brother Wang Lian did not know what method to use, but he actually disappeared all the lights of the Immortal Gang sword technique and stabbed it out with one sword. Although the sword technique was followed, it was simple and unpretentious.

Cao Jian's eyes were sharp and he fought with one sword. His sword technique was not gorgeous, and his basic sword technique was performed to the extreme.

The two swords intersected and sparks burst, but in an instant, the grass in the Zhoutian realm had changed its face. A trace of iron filing actually burst out from the blade of the sword that was nine-forged and nine-finished in his hand.

"Bang!"

As the sword intersected, Wang Lian exerted force twice and slashed heavily. Although the grass mustard instantly injected with true energy, an iron chip suddenly appeared on the blade.

Before Cao Jie could respond again, Wang Lian took a deep breath.

fighting……

Evenly matched battle!

This is the battle that can make him feel enjoyable!

As the thoughts moved, Wang Lian's eyes seemed to have a burst of light. The thousands of temperings of Cao Mu seemed to have no flaws, but there was a sword technique full of flaws that appeared rapidly in his mind. Immediately afterwards, a round of offensive assassinated under the sword light of the electrode sword, forming a brilliant sword light...

"Not good! My sword..."

When he realized that Wang Lian was trying his best, Cao Jian pulled out and retreated violently.

But he retreated quickly, and Wang Lian advanced even faster.

Cao Jian’s basic swordsmanship can be compared with the excellent swordsmanship of the disciples of the great sects, and how can he be as good as Wang Lian?

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

In an instant, the two swords intersect forty-three times, and the fire formed by the collision of the swords continued to shine.

Forty-three swords, there are thirty-two swords to fight back for the sword technique, but there are eleven swords that fall to the same position at the same time as the sword gap above the grass and is no less than a minute.

Accurate!

To the extreme accuracy!

If Cao Jian could pay attention to the changes in the sword in his hand, he could detect that the top-level sword in his hand that had been forged and refined by nine times was already covered with tiny cracks. Unfortunately, under Wang Lian's storm-like attack, he could not be distracted at all.

“So far!”

As soon as the forty-three swords passed, Wang Lian shouted softly, and his anger was like thunder, like a sword of qi.

A dazzling sword aura suddenly burst out from the blade that he killed again, and a thunderous sword fell again on the most significant gap in the sword blade in Cao Jian’s hand!

"Bang!"

Fire sputtered, iron filings flew.

The moment the two swords collided again, the top-quality sword in Cao Jian's hand that he used to resist was broken and broken into two pieces!

"good!"

Seeing this scene, Shan Kuohai and Chang Tianqing shouted excitedly at the same time.

Caojie's pupils shrink sharply.

"retreat!"

His right foot was harder on the ground, and his toes exerted force, and his whole body seemed to be a floating leaf, trying to distance himself.

But what appeared in front of him was a sword energy that was as fast as light.

The sword energy broke through the air, tearing the airflow, forming a sharp roar in the void, and a light visible to the naked eye suddenly appeared less than two meters away from the two.

"Break it for me!"

The sword energy came to kill, and Cao Jian, who was retreating suddenly roared, and his true energy surged all over his body. He pinched his fingers into a sword, and pointed it hard on the sword energy that was burst out from the king.

"Bang!"

The finger sword containing the tremendous true energy collided with the sword energy, and a wave of air suddenly burst out, mixed with a faint blood mist. I saw that the fingers of Cao Mue pinched his fingers into a sword were covered with blood. The Yisan sword energy that was crushed by him cut his arm without diminishing power, causing the front end of his sleeve to burst into cloth dust.

However, with the thick true energy of the qi running through Zhoutian, he could no longer compete with the second sword that Wang Lian followed. With the sudden appearance of the flowing light, the sword edge of the electrode sword cut directly into it.

"ah!"

Cao Jian roared, and the true energy in his left hand surged, and he captured it fiercely. He held the blade of the Electrode Sword tightly, but it could not stop the sword momentum of the Electrode Sword moving forward. As the blood burst, the sword almost cut off Cao Jian's left hand palm and stabbed Cao Jian's chest hard.

"laugh!"

Blood light burst.

The electrode sword shook and raised, directly cutting off the collarbone on his right chest, rolling a cluster of scarlet blood light, then Wang Lian stepped forward and rushed out, pinching his finger with his left hand into a sword, like a stream of light, shooting out with the killing aura. This sword pointed at the vital point between his eyebrows.

For a moment of life and death, Cao Jian didn't care about the pain. His right hand, which was blocking Wang Lian's sword energy, suddenly crossed his arms and protected his eyebrows.

The true energy burst out from Wang Lian's sword finger made Cao Zheng's palm blocking the eyebrows explode like an explosion, blowing into blood mist. The huge force passing through the palm made Cao Zheng's eyes suddenly open, his brain roar, and blood seemed to be filled with the seven orifices.

"Bang!"

He was shocked by the force of this finger and flew backwards. After falling three or four meters, he fell heavily to the ground. He was dizzy for a moment and was actually distracted.

"Win!"

Shan Kuohai's right hand holding the sword was shaking slightly, and his face was full of excitement.

After winning, Junior Brother Wang Lian faced a first-class master with a solid foundation and a strong Qi Zhou Tian, ​​and he actually won the battle! I am really worthy of being the closed disciple of Master Fu Piaoyu Peak!

Chang Tianqing, Chang Yuxin and others had never seen such a confrontation at the level of first-class strong men. They were also dazzling and deeply impressed by Wang Lian's heroic posture at this moment.

"This is the real young hero."
Chapter completed!