"What a strong sword intent!!" Yan Sheng was extremely surprised.

In this world, there are names and surnames for such powerful beings in this world, and there is absolutely no possibility of such a strong man appearing out of thin air.

Therefore, he judged that this person was most likely a powerful man who came from across the border.

The energy in his body surged, and he took a step forward, and his body turned into a red light. In an instant, he came to a place not far from Lin Qianjun.

The momentum of the two is in conflict with each other and keeps rising, causing distorted illusions in the space.

"I guess you are Yan Sheng, the true king of Divine Fist." Lin Qianjun smiled and immediately held a ritual and said, "The Xiawu Alliance Gu Taixu came to form an alliance."

Yan Sheng shook his head and said, "Martial Alliance, I have never heard of it, but you just came with a clone and wanted to form an alliance with my Divine Fist Sect?"

When Lin Qianjun heard this, he couldn't help but feel a little moved.

Sure enough, even with an orange-level A-level superpower, its clone is still not as good as the small clone of the Gate of All Realms.

As long as it is an existence with the same level as him, it is easy to tell that this is a clone.

Fortunately, it’s not on the side of the immortal path, and the opposite side is not an existence that is too super-standard, otherwise people can count your original position by looking at you and following the cause and effect line.

Lin Qianjun said to Yan Sheng: "I would like to forgive the Lord of Divine Fist. I have something to do with my original body. Although I am a clone coming this time, I still have full sincerity."

"Sincerity?" Yan Sheng snorted coldly and said to Lin Qianjun: "Then let me see how sincere you are."

After saying that, he immediately punched him.

This punch carried a monstrous momentum and pressed towards Lin Qianjun, but it did not contain murderous intent, so the meaning of temptation was obviously more.

Lin Qianjun is helpless, and a reckless man on the martial arts is a reckless man.

He was about to start a fight before he finished speaking, which was simply outrageous.

But he could understand that in this world where personal force is dominated by personal force, if the other party does not have enough strength, it means there is no equal status.

Lin Qianjun is still a clone, and if he doesn't show enough strength, Yan Sheng really doesn't want to listen to any nonsense about him.

As the fist fell, Lin Qianjun's [Wangchuan] sword also came first to block it, and he would dissolve the power attached to the punch.

However, Yan Sheng did not stop, but continued to shoot the second and third punches behind.

While the two of them were fighting, they both consciously moved away from the Divine Fist Sect and soon flew to the sky of this plane.

There are no creatures here, and the surrounding area is empty, so Lin Qianjun and Yan Sheng can be allowed to fight with each other.

"bass!"

After fighting for a long time, the [Wangchuan] in Lin Qianjun's hand was finally unsheathed.

An indescribable majestic momentum suddenly spread.

On the other side, Yan Sheng's eyes rose in his endless fighting spirit, and a layer of red light like the True Yuan Clothes was covered with, as if he had liberated all his power.

"Ningkong!"

With a thought, Lin Qianjun's body surged out, the sword intent of space was used, and the surrounding space frozen instantly.

"Crack~~boom~!"

Just as Lin Qianjun's subsequent sword stance was about to be used, Yan Sheng actually used brute force to directly break free from this constraint and punched Lin Qianjun.

The infinite air pressure came with the punch. Lin Qianjun had no time to be surprised and immediately used the Jinghong Sword Technique to deal with it.

The sword light flashed away, and Lin Qianjun's sword also collided with Yan Sheng's fist.

"Bang~~"

The sharp sword aura and the red fist aura that is completely broken at the same time, and Lin Qianjun and Yan Sheng retreated with all their might.

This strike seemed to be a tie, but Yan Sheng was obviously stronger than three points.

After all, Lin Qianjun relied on the benefits of weapons, but Yan Sheng only relied on his own body.

After a stuttering, the two sides soon fought again.

Lin Qianjun is now wearing Gu Taixu's vest, so his sword stands out.

At this speed, even the space is cut, and its power is naturally very powerful.

On the other hand, Yan Sheng's body was tempered to be extremely powerful. Even if Lin Qianjun's sword potential could cut through the space, it would not hurt him at all.

After a short time of fighting, Yan Sheng became interested. He roared and his fist was raised to the extreme, and he suddenly punched Lin Qianjun.

The space of the intermediate plane is so stable that it still breaks inch by inch under this punch.

In addition to its power, the rule attack attached to this punch is even more terrifying.

That is the absolute attack that touches the rules after the sublimation of the strict business concept.

He firmly believed that his fist could break everything, so his fist could completely destroy everything in front of him.

Under this punch, the power of the eighth-level peak is undoubtedly revealed.

Faced with this punch, Lin Qianjun didn't care about maintaining the image of the vest anymore. Most of his body's consciousness switched, and the sword intent rose, and in an instant he raised the weight of the [Wangchuan] in his hand to the extreme.

At the same time, Lin Qianjun also used the rules and artistic conception he had understood.

Everything has yin and yang, and there is life and death.

What Lin Qianjun understands is the artistic conception of the rules of death.

With one sword, it gives all things the meaning of death and eliminates everything.

And such a sword is called:

"Hongmeng Sword Art, Sword One, Sword of Death!"

One sword gave Yan Sheng the rule of death of this punch, and wanted to eliminate everything and let his "fist" die.

On the other hand, Yan Sheng's fist's artistic conception of everything breaking through Lin Qianjun's death.

The confrontation between the artistic conception of rules and the artistic conception of rules is not incompatible, otherwise the one who strives for a deeper understanding of one's own "Tao".

At this point, Lin Qianjun naturally has a huge advantage.

He has two top-notch swordsmanship talents, even if it is not included in general understanding, his swordsmanship is as high as twenty points.

You should know that the ultimate understanding of acquired creatures is ten points.

Every point beyond this number is a qualitative change.

And he has exceeded twice as much, and his general understanding is even more exaggerated.

Even if Yan Sheng was ahead of Lin Qianjun for thousands of years, his understanding of "Tao" may not be stronger than Lin Qianjun.

"die!"

Lin Qianjun shouted loudly, and the rules and artistic conception completely suppressed Yan Sheng, instantly eliminating the rules and artistic conception that could break all the laws in his fist.

After that, Lin Qianjun stood with his sword and looked at Yan Sheng who was shocked and said, "I'm giving up."

Yan Sheng's eyes were round. He lived for more than 10,000 years. This was the first time he had seen such a strong swordsman. Even the True Lord of Wanjian could not break his fist directly like this.

But the sword intent of Gu Taixu, who was in front of him, easily eliminated his fist movements that were above all sentient beings and gave the meaning of death to all things.

Even if there is only a clone in front of me, I don’t know how terrifying it would be if the original body came.

"You are very strong, I'm willing to give in. But you came across the border, what's going on?" Yan Sheng bowed to Lin Qianjun and asked.

"Association!" Lin Qianjun explained: "I have a friend who was imprisoned by the Heaven-Devouring Old Demon. Now that life and death are controlled by others, my body cannot move. I rely solely on this clone and am worried that I will not be able to rescue him intact, so I came to find the True Lord and request an alliance."

"The Demon of Heaven-Devouring!!" Hearing this, Yan Sheng couldn't help but reveal a hint of hatred.

He and Wang Tao had long had a long grudge, and it was not just him, but also people such as Yao Yun, the true king of Piaomiao Mountain, also had a grudge with Wang Tao.

In order to practice the magic skills, Wang Tao offended countless people in the world. The enemy who wanted his life could be arranged from the Eastern Region to the Western Wilderness.

In Lin Qianjun's previous life, Yan Sheng found an opportunity to join forces with the true king of Piaomiao Yao Yun to attack Wang Tao.

But it's a pity that Wang Tao's strength is far superior to ordinary people after all. At that time, Yan Sheng and Yao Yun joined forces and only barely tied with Wang Tao. In the end, Wang Tao patted his butt and left. Yan Sheng and Yao Yun couldn't even stop him, so they could only watch him leave casually.

"What do you think of the True Lord?" Lin Qianjun asked.

"I've helped this, and I can find another true lord to accompany you." Yan Sheng said honestly.

Lin Qianjun knew what Yan Sheng wanted to say, but he still pretended to be ignorant and asked: "Dare you asking the True Lord, which True Lord are you looking for?"

Yan Sheng said: "Piaomiao Mountain, Yao Yun, the true king of Piaomiao, was destroyed by Wang Tao when she was young. She had a deep hatred with her. I also had some friendship with her. As long as I spoke, she would definitely come."

Lin Qianjun nodded and replied: "If this happens, I think you will be 60% sure to leave the Sky-Devouring Old Demon."

"60%? You overestimate him, right?" Yan Sheng was a little confused when he heard this.

Lin Qianjun shook his head and said, "No, it's not overestimated. The Sky-Devouring Old Demon has already reached the strength to go to the upper realm. Now that he stays in this realm, he is just accumulating foundation and unwilling to leave. The three of us join forces will only force him to break the void and go to the upper realm."

Lin Qianjun did not exaggerate this. More than a dozen or eighty-level players in his previous life had to deal with Wang Tao together, but they just forced him to leave and could not leave his life at all.

Even if the player's strength is slightly weaker than that of NPC, level 80 is level 80, not to mention that the player has other means.

This made Wang Tao run away, and you can imagine how strong he is.

Afterwards, Lin Qianjun and Yan Sheng discussed and decided to divide the troops into two groups and go to find people.

Lin Qianjun went to the Eastern Region to find Jiang Xun, the true king of Wanjian, who was no weaker than Wang Tao, while Yan Sheng went to Piaomiao Mountain to find his friend Yao Yun.

As long as he successfully convinced Jiang Xun to help, his own clone is a combination of four LV80 masters, and one of them is not weaker than Wang Tao. Now Wang Tao is seriously injured by Xuanwu because he went to Beihai to collect Qibang Inner Pearl.

There is also his small trumpet as the insider within the Demon-Devouring Sect.

At that time, a two-sided bread clip will be formed directly, and the inside and outside will be matched together. Even if he is invincible, he will have to stay for him.

He can also take over the population and resources of the Demon-Devouring Sect, and he can also take over the trend.

While thinking, Lin Qianjun used the spatial characteristics of [Wangchuan] in his hand to directly cross the space, took one step, instantly crossing infinite distances, and appeared in the realm of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect in the East Region.

Without waiting for him to show his sword intent, the [Wangchuan] in his hand trembled quickly.

At the same time, Lin Qianjun also felt the aura from Jiang Xun.

At this moment, his expression became a little surprised and said, "What a familiar aura, does he actually have sword bones?"
Chapter completed!