Zhang Kaifeng did not lead the war to the audience, but led the man in blood to the ring. He seemed to be fighting hard, but he was chasing and running away.

"Damn it! Do you only know how to dodge?" the man in blood said angrily.

"You are wrong. Your skills are already higher than mine. Did I choose to confront you head-on? Would you do this? Was your head kicked by a donkey?" Baiyi stopped and said with a smile.

"That's right, you are already better than this brother by your skills. Do you think others are as stupid as you?" said a man laughing.

"He said that only after his head was broken by the door panel." Someone joked: "Don't compare his IQ with us."

"Ha ha!"

"IQ is worrying."

The Gui Li, who had defeated the Demon Sect in one fell swoop, made these three overseas masters extremely arrogant. Now, seeing one of them appeared, these arrogant guys were defeated and made them feel a lot of stuffy.

"What did you say? You think I rely on my level to be higher than you. Okay, I will only use the fifth level of skill to fight you." The man in blood looked red like a pig's liver, and the constant sarcasm in his ears made him extremely angry.

But unexpectedly, Zhang Kaifeng did not give any face at all and said, "I only fought against you with the third level of skill, and you are already so embarrassed. It is hard to imagine how the result is if you only use the fifth level of skill to fight against me."

"You have death but no life." The man in blood was murderous and jumped out again.

But he saw that the white man opposite him had disappeared, his pupils suddenly shrank, and the figure had come to him. The figure in white had raised his palm and slashed in front of him with one palm.

Facing the extremely fast figure, the man in blood stopped and made a calm move. He punched the figure violently. The fist was strong, and the person who was in the middle would be crushed to pieces. However, Zhang Kaifeng was even more calmer than that. The extreme figure instantly changed his move. He poked his palm out, gently pressed it on the fist, and swept it with the force of a knife.

The wind blades carried by the sharp hand knife were extremely sharp. With such a close attack, even if they were strongly protected by the body, they would not dare to confidently block them in front of warriors of the same level. The man in blood did not choose to straighten the sharp hand knife, and immediately bent down to avoid the sharp hand knife. However, Zhang Kaifeng shrank one leg and straight one leg, like a sharp spear, inserted downwards.

The man in blood changed his expression. If he stepped down suddenly, even if he resisted the kick without death, his face would definitely be gone. After thinking about it again and again, the man in blood swung his palm and slapped it on the ground, and flew out with the force.

"Brush!Brush!"

As soon as he stepped down, the air shook all over the world. The stone slabs under his feet were stomped and they saw that the other party escaped. Zhang Kaifeng's eyes remained motionless, his sword fingers swung, and his fingers came out.

The sword energy broke through the air and tore the void. The murderous intent contained in the sharp sword energy was very strong. With such sword energy, everyone present was moved.

"What a strong murderous sword energy!"

"What is this person's identity?"

"Why haven't you heard of this person in the martial arts world?"

"Is it a new young master?"

Just as everyone was talking, the man in blood changed color, and several sword energy was so fierce that even he could not escape. At the moment of crisis, two figures came from below and raised their palms to help.

"Peng!"

"Peng!"

The palm power was strong, and the sword energy was immediately broken, and the man in blood immediately resolved the crisis. The three of them had a tacit understanding and used their own moves to blast out at the same time.

"The waves cover the sky!"

"The mysterious sea is flooded with the ground!"

"The sea of ​​blood is overwhelming!"

Three different palms came out at the same time, and the palms were in full swing, like three angry waves in the sea swallowing them, and they were about to swallow Bai Qingnian. The already cracked Jingwu Platform suddenly intensified, and the Jingwu Platform made a cracking sound.

Facing three fierce palms sweeping, Zhang Kaifeng's expression remained motionless, and a loud sound rang out, and a white light flashed in the air. The peerless Holy Demon Sword suddenly rose into the air, and was held in his hand, transporting out his true energy, and at the same time, he used an unprecedented sword move.

"Dingyu is the god, the sword of the universe is pointed at, and the human and earth respect the sky is called the sword of heaven."

He whispered and chanted the name of a sword move. Suddenly, the inner Yuan gushed and poured into the peerless Holy Demon Sword. The peerless Holy Demon Sword suddenly burst out with its brilliant sword power. The magnificent sword momentum rushed straight into the sky, like the heavenly way of heaven coming, and the divine punishment was brought down.

Between heaven and earth, the way of heaven is the best, and all those who practice cultivation pursue the existence of Tao. This sword seems to gather the way of heaven, and it seems that it cannot see where the end of this sword is. Before the sword has fallen, it has already suppressed the entire field, swallowing mountains and rivers. Then, a sword is drawn to the heaven and earth. The earth respects it, and people are afraid of it, and the wind and clouds change color.

A majestic sword collided with three rage palms, sweeping the whole audience, and the fierce energy urged to crack the earth. The extremely hard martial arts arena suddenly collapsed, thundering smoke and dust, flooding four figures.

In the submerged figure, with this as the center, a majestic energy swept out. The surroundings of the martial arts field were hit by the energy, which immediately cracked and the hard stones were smashed like tofu.

Everyone was shocked by such a might. How could their skills stop such power? At the moment of crisis, acquaintances came from the sky and at the same time dispersed their skills and turned into air shields to protect the audience behind them.

The fierce energy hit the air mask, which vibrated and then disappeared invisible. In the thick smoke and dust, the four people were independent in the wind, and the martial arts arena has completely collapsed.

A strong wind suddenly blew, revealing the figures of four people. The three young masters from overseas added sword marks, and they were forced to retreat several feet. They could be seen from the traces. The corners of the white young man's mouth were blood stained, but his figure was still straight as a sword, his eyes were as sharp as a knife, and his sword was condensed but not dissipated.

"How is that possible?"

"So awesome!"

"I was curious about this person's identity."

"Why didn't he attend this conference? If he attends, he will definitely win the position of leader."

The three young masters from overseas looked gloomy and terrifying. The combination of their three skills only hurt the other party. This was an unimaginable thing, but they did not give all their strength. This attack was just a test. However, they also felt that the other party had not given all their strength yet.

The terrible enemy cannot be kept. The three of them looked at each other for a moment and understood each other's inner thoughts. However, in an instant, he put away his murderous intent, and the old man from overseas shook his head and did not allow them to fight again.

"Demon Sword, Zhang Kaifeng." Suddenly, the man in black called out a name that had not appeared for a long time.

"What, he is Zhang Kaifeng, the Demon Sword." Everyone changed their color.

"Impossible, he has died in the frontier, how could he appear again?"

"Is it really him?"

"Does anyone who has disappeared for five years come back again?"

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"Is the martial arts world going to cause trouble again?"

"Did the sinners appear again after treason?"

While the people who were talking were waiting for the following text, three of the two pairs of men and women on the high platform looked at Bai Qingnian carefully, trying to find a trace of the former man.

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"I don't know either." The man in brocade clothes beside him shook his head, and he was also waiting for the man to speak.

"Kai Feng----." Suddenly, a woman dressed in white clothes, with red lips under her veil, inexplicably called out the name of the person under the field.

The man beside her shook his body and turned around and looked at the cold woman beside her. A complex look flashed in his eyes. He never thought that her memory might revive at this time.

When everyone stared at any expression on the man in white, trying to find any clues, the man in white seemed to feel everyone's eyes gathered on him, then smiled, shook his head and said, "You may have recognized the wrong person. Although your surname is Zhang, your name is just a single name and a Feng character is very different from the person you mentioned."

As soon as this statement came out, everyone present breathed an inexplicable sigh of relief. For some reason, they hoped that he would admit it, but they did not want to, where did this contradictory mood come from. They didn't know where to come from, and where to go. Perhaps it was because of the sympathy and sadness he heard when he died in the battlefield. Even though everyone hated him, it is undeniable that he brought unprecedented shock to the silent martial arts world, the once rising magic sword.

The woman in blue on the platform collapsed on the chair as if she had consumed all her strength. Her beautiful face was pale, as if life was gone. Once hope appeared, despair could come at any time. The same is true for waiting. If you wait too long, you will be despair.

"Qingqing, are you okay?" The man in brocade changed his color and hurriedly injected his true energy into her, stabilizing the chaotic true energy in her body, and said with a wry smile: "I really shouldn't have brought you here."

"Brother, I want to talk to him." Qingqing regained his strength and grabbed the man in the brocade and said.

The man in brocade was Yan Zhen. Looking at his beloved sister, the pain in his heart was lingering. He nodded and agreed to her: "I'll make an arrangement, but you can go back and rest first."

"Yeah!" Qingqing left here with Yan Zhen.

No one spoke in the silent martial arts venue, as if infected by an inexplicable atmosphere, some people have already begun to leave the scene. Some people are still waiting for the next conversation.

"Is that so? What a pity. I heard that Zhang Kaifeng, the Demon Sword, had a strong sword skills, and originally wanted to meet for a while." The man in black sighed and said, "I heard that he died in battle, a generation of talent."

"Heiyan, why do you do this? They have professed their own martial arts orthodox people. What do you have to do with us?" The man in blood sneered: "Do those guys who are known as the martial arts orthodox people have done little to harm their martial arts heroes? No wonder the Central Plains generation is not as good as the other generation."

When Zhang Kaifeng heard this, he felt a little bit of a change in his heart. Although they were strong, they did not use their power to defeat others. They spoke purely by their strength.

The man in black named Black Rock nodded and said, "I hope I can fight you again."

"The dream of the world is far away, the peak of martial arts, we will see you again." Zhang Kaifeng said calmly as he looked at Hei Yan who had left here.

"Looking forward to that day." After a short pause, the voice of Heiyan came, and soon disappeared.

A martial arts conference ended, Zhang Kaifeng waved to Yuxin. The two left the martial arts field with the eyes of everyone's gorgeous eyes and soon disappeared into the crowd.

"Who is he?" The woman in white on the side had a look of confusion flashed in her eyes.

When she said this, the man beside her breathed a sigh of relief, with a smile on his face, and explained: "Maybe it's a young master who just appeared in the martial arts world, it's not surprising that you don't know."

"Oh!" The woman in white chose to believe that she was not asking.

When Zhang Kaifeng returned to his residence, he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood. Facing the three powerful moves of the three masters, he only used one sword to retreat the enemy, which seemed easy. If he fought again, he would definitely lose. The old man seemed to have noticed this, so he ordered the three to stop.

"I told you to show off." Yu Xin walked from behind and handed him a towel.

Zhang Kaifeng smiled and said, "I haven't taken action for a long time. I seem to have forgotten about the passion. This time I took action just to test it, but I still have two swords left, so I can only find an opportunity to try it in the future."

"Hmph, looking at your enjoyable look, why don't you take full advantage? Although those three people are very powerful, with your Feng Zhihen's sword technique, these three people will definitely fail." Yu Xin understands the sword technique he created, the sword is so fast that even if he fights Mr. Mo, the person in front of him can easily escape, which is very puzzled.

"Take all your strength?" Zhang Kaifeng's smile dissipated when he heard this, and said, "What do these masters from overseas want to challenge the Central Plains martial arts world? I want to take this opportunity to use their means to explore the strength of the major sects in the martial arts world."

"Just rely on them?" Yuxin didn't believe it.

"I know you don't believe it?" Zhang Kaifeng explained: "In fact, just a long time ago, the martial arts world had not been divided into orthodox and side branches. At that time, all countries lived in harmony and did not fight, but a strange thing happened, which caused constant competition among countries. Finally, it turned into warriors participating in the war, and blood flowed into a river. After the war, the warriors in various countries started fierce battles to fight for the title of orthodox. The forces sent by the Da Yan territory won, so the Da Yan was the orthodox martial arts world. Over the years, all warriors in countries around the country wanted to avenge their shame. This time, the people sent by countries from overseas were just spies to the forefront."

"How do you know?" Yuxin changed color. If what Zhang Kaifeng said was true, the Dayan martial arts world would face turmoil, but she soon knew it and said, "Did the Magic Sword Dao also participated in it back then?"

"Yes, the first ancestor of the Great War of Demon Swordsmanship that year was at the top of Dayan's swordsmanship. Faced with the invitation, he naturally wanted to ask about the sword world. The name of the Demon Swordsmanship was famous all over the world at that time." Zhang Kaifeng sighed.

Yuxin knew that he remembered the past and said, "I'm sorry!"

"I'm no longer silent in the past." Zhang Kaifeng waved his hand.

Not long after the conversation, Zhang Kaifeng received an invitation, an invitation from an acquaintance.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!