clang!

The sword blew and the wind blew.

The strong wind swept across the world, blowing the dust on the ground all over the sky. Everyone couldn't help but squint, and some even moved back a few steps to avoid their sharp edges.

Only the masters standing in front were still indifferent, but there was also a transparent true energy shield in front of their bodies, blocking the restless sword energy in front of them.

The battle between two great masters is an extremely high-risk area within a hundred meters and a bombing area within a thousand meters.

If an ordinary person wants to watch the show safely and soundly, he must be at least ten miles away and watch it with a thousand-mile mirror.

Because of their extraordinary speed, their true energy, and their explosive power, they all determine that they can move to any place visible to the naked eye in an instant.

If it is a life-and-death battle, it is possible to fight hundreds of miles all the way.

However, at this moment, there are more than a hundred martial arts masters on both sides to suppress them. Even if they are only a hundred meters apart, as long as they are careful, others will not be able to do anything.

After all, although they are like cannon fodders, they are still high-quality masters. In the aftermath of this kind of battle, there is no problem in self-protection.

As everyone silently adjusted their positions.

In front, the two had already fought each other in close combat and fought with long swords.

The blood blade long sword in Dugu Zhengyang's hand is called Blood Drink. The quality of the famous weapon is made of Blood Dragon Stone, which is made of Blood Dragon Stone, supplemented by various rare treasure materials, and has bloodthirsty characteristics.

This sword is bloodthirsty and crazy. It can become more courageous when fighting. It absorbs the enemy's blood and energy to replenish itself. It is the best choice for group battles and protracted battles.

However, due to the crazy nature, the sword holder will become more and more crazy as he holds the sword, which is similar to the sequelae of the Great Blood God Hand, one of the ten skills of the Demon Sect.

This is an unforgettable magic sword.

But the mad bloodline in Dugu Zhengyang's body matched this sword. The combination of the two is like a tiger, making Dugu Zhengyang's combat power reach a higher level.

His mad bloodline was already directly stimulated, and his eyes were blood-red and crazy.

The blood-drinking sword in his hand made a stern sound. With the excitement of the true energy, it directly turned into a blood dragon with its teeth and claws roared towards Feng Qinghua opposite.

"Good come!"

Feng Qinghua pulled out the wooden sheathed sword in his hand, and a purple feeling shone, as if the morning glow was born, carrying the initial light.

This sword is the famous sword inherited by the Xiyue Sword Sect, named Zixia.

It is said that an unknown craftsman accidentally melted a ray of purple clouds in the morning sun when he was casting a sword, and he got his name.

It is also the personal sword of the first Xiyue Sword Sect leader, which was passed down from generation to generation in the Xiyue Sword Sect and is one of the tokens of the head.

When a sword comes out, it will be like purple qi coming from the east, with great power and brightness, clearing away all evil charms.

This time, Feng Qinghua used this sword to clean up the portals for his ancestors of all generations.

"Breaking Sword Style!"

Feng Qinghua's body movement was extremely fast, and the Zixia sword moved with the people, turning into a purple cloud, colliding with the blood-colored dragon controlled by Dugu Zhengyang.

boom!

The shock waves scattered everywhere, but were blocked by the true qi shield in front of both the righteous and the demons, causing ripples on the shield.

At the same time, the aftermath still did not diminish, and rushed into the air along the arc of the shield, and smoke and dust flew, turning into yellow smoke columns.

Then I only heard a blood dragon crying in the center. A purple light came out seven inches of its body, which was Feng Qinghua.

"A mere blood snake dares to pretend to be a real dragon?"!"

Feng Qinghua's long sword stabbed, and found the flaw of this move and broke it with one sword.

This is a sword-breaking style!

He was able to defeat all sword moves in the world because he practiced the sword skills of thousands of families, found his flaws, and finally broke them one by one, and finally summarized them to obtain such a sword.

This move is called Breaking Sword, but it is actually the essence of ten thousand swords.

"Master Feng Tai is a master of tricks."

The blood-colored dragon shadow dissipated, revealing Dugu Zhengyang's arrogant figure.

His moves were broken, but he was not anxious or impatient, as if the restless blood-colored true energy around him and the crazy color in his eyes were all illusions.

In fact, the Ice Heart Art in his body was running wildly, suppressing all the madness for him.

"What I just had was an appetizer. Now, Grand Master must be careful!"

"Bloody Sky!"

With another roar.

The two were fighting quickly at a speed that ordinary people could not see.

After waves, small mushroom clouds continued to rise.

Only blood and purple intertwined, and the sound of swords sounded.

As for the two's fight, among the audience, in addition to the martial arts master, less than one-tenth of them could see clearly.

The rest of the people just heard it.

Even so, it doesn't prevent them from watching it intoxicatedly, as if they were experiencing this battle.

Those who can reach their level, except for some people who can’t reason, have all come to this day with their enthusiasm and love for martial arts.

It is not in vain to be able to see such a master in decisive battle.

...

On a high ground.

"Brother Jiang, why don't we make a bet?"

Eunuch Hai sat on a Grand Master chair, with red jade beads in his hand, staring at the battle below and suddenly said.

Jiang Ping sat next to him, leaning against the handrail, looking at the battle below with a lazy expression, only to think that they were fighting wonderfully.

People's joys and sorrows are not consistent.

The battle of life and death, grudges, love and hatred, for him, an outsider, is a sitcom with true love.

As for what empathy is there.

Perhaps one of them is a nodding friend, so his mood is a bit indescribable.

Perhaps if he dies, he will sigh silently in his heart.

When Jiang Ping heard Eunuch Hai’s words, he didn’t care and replied:

"Please tell me, father-in-law."

Eunuch Hai smiled and said, "We just bet on each other's eyes."

The two of them are the old masters who have been famous for a long time and the other is the rising star who has become famous. Now they are hard to distinguish between the two, and they are not evenly matched.

Let’s talk about who wins and who loses in the end?”

If nothing unexpected happens, Dugu Zhengyang must have been defeated and died.

Jiang Ping recalled the news he knew in his previous life.

As early as the first time when he saw Qi Zhengyang, Jiang Ping knew his future destiny.

The elder brother admired by his fellow disciples, the traitor of the sect who killed his master and friends, the famous Demon Sect Sword Demon, and the Demon Lord who fought to die.

It can be said that his life has been clearly arranged.

Jiang Ping did not think about going over and changing other people's misfortune fate.

He is a selfish person. He can control less other people's affairs except those close to him.

Moreover, when he met Dugu Zhengyang, there was only one old monster in green robe around him. That was the affairs of the Demon Lord of the Demon Sect. If you have nothing to do, you may be disgusted that you have not lived long enough.

He once thought that a great master of martial arts was enough to protect him from traveling around the world, but later he found that neither seemed enough.

When he was now considered the only one in the world, he realized that the world is always one mountain and one mountain high.

Even if it is a martial arts myth, it is not 100% casual and free.

People are always like this. The higher they stand, the more they know, the more they will be respectful.

Fortunately, he is quite lucky.

Because I am young enough, I don’t care much, and I have the confidence to turn the table up at any time.

So he can live a free life.

But still be cautious.

"Who do you think will win?"

Since he already knew the answer, Jiang Ping didn't mind sharing the benefits.

Although it tastes like eating human blood steamed buns.

At worst, after Dugu Zhengyang's death, he helped to set up a tomb, which was worthy of their friendship.

After all, he stole the opportunity to save beauty by his hero.

"It seems that Brother Jiang is very confident."

Eunuch Hai's eyes wandered among the purple and bloody figures in the scene for a while, and said slowly:

"Our family thinks this sword demon will win!"
Chapter completed!