However, a figure was faster than him. He shook his body and came to the center of the pond and waved his fist. The man who could not hold back his breath was startled, but his instinctive reaction was extremely fast. He clenched his fist and raised his arm in one go, and Hun Xiong's punch was blown out in the flash.

"Peng!"

The two figures approached in an instant, and in an instant, the two fists collided. It happened so quickly that people who were observing in the dark felt a fierce wave of air raging around, and then they heard the deafening sound of fists.

"Peng!Peng!"

Suddenly, before the shock had returned to his senses, the more violent fist sounded across the world like a drum. The two people who had just punched each other had already stepped on the lotus leaves and jumped up, launching the fiercest confrontation in the air.

This is a young man. He is a little younger than Zhang Kaifeng. He has a loose black hair, a handsome face, extremely sharp eyes, a striking purple robe, and a slender body that contains terrifying power.

The fists passing through the air crushed the airflow around him, and the sonic boom burst out was extremely harsh. He was already at the peak of God Transformation at a young age, and his strength was only strong. Compared with the core disciples of the major sects, his own strength was enough to rank at the forefront. However, the person facing this Demon God Palace was Zhang Kaifeng, the demon sword that had been famous recently, and all his fists were blocked.

The storm-like offensive suddenly stopped, and the two of them fell down lightly, stepped on the lotus leaves, with their eyes facing each other, without murderous aura, but the atmosphere here became heavy. Heavy lead clouds hanging here, making people feel difficult to breathe.

The signs before the storm, the expressions of the people who were observing the darkness changed because they recognized the young man's name. I didn't expect that after being in seclusion for a long time, he would come out of seclusion when Zhang Kaifeng arrived. Moreover, not many people knew about his departure. If he hadn't come here tonight, he would have missed this competition. Moreover, judging from the aura emitted by this young man in purple robe, he had obviously improved again.

"Ying Wudi!" The young man in purple clothes reported his name.

How arrogant it is to have the word "invincible" in the name, but this is also self-confidence and self-confidence. The short three words make the atmosphere solemn again.

On the other hand, Zhang Kaifeng looked calm, as if he didn't feel the other party's crazy true energy constantly hitting him. He had never heard of this young man, but there were many people who called invincible in front of him. He had not defeated him. Since the other party would come, he must have heard of his name and never reported his name again. The corners of his mouth raised lightly and spit out the number: "Ying Wudi, I have never heard of it."

"Too arrogant."

"The Demon Sword Zhang Kaifeng is indeed as rumored, so arrogant that he is endless."

"I hope the young master can kill him here."

“-------.”

When people in the dark heard these words, they were immediately furious. Ying Wudi's name was a taboo in the Demon God Palace. Not only was he strong, but his temper was also very wild. When he was a teenager, he beat a group of boys of the same age in the clan to a bruised face. When he was older, he would go to a higher level of challenge. The three generations of old, middle-aged and young people were all challenged by him one by one. Of course, there would be failures, but this is a freak, he became more courageous and his martial arts strength was a thousand miles a day. He never despised to make a name for himself in the world, but he liked to practice in the rarely visited mountains and rivers, but he would also challenge him, but he did not use his real name. Therefore, few people in the martial arts world know that he is from the Demon God Palace, and he is also the younger brother of the Demon God Palace today, so it is not an exaggeration to be invincible.

From these surrounding voices, Zhang Kaifeng finally knew the name of the young man. He knew that watching the holy monument of the Demon God Palace would inevitably attract great opposition, and challenges were essential. He originally thought that some people would challenge first, and then lead to stronger one after another. He didn't expect that the first person tonight would be a big shot, which made him a little depressed.

"Learn!" Ying Wudi was not angry about it. He wore a purple robe and his short two words were powerful.

Then, Ying Wudi's feet fell down, his clothes fluttered, and his figure quickly arrived. At the bottom of the pond, a ball of black gas exploded, surging more than a black dragon hidden in it, twisting his torso, using his cleverness to let his strength pour all his strength into the bottom without hurting the lotus, and then receive great speed blessing.

A loud noise came from the black scabbard hanging around the waist. The head of the knife was pulled out for about a century. In an instant, the cold air suddenly dropped here. The intention of the knife and the energy of the knife filled the air, like a sign of the arrival of a blizzard.

The group of people watching the game were trembling teeth and rubbing their hands unconsciously. Although they practiced martial arts and condensed their true energy, they still could not resist the cold aura and the cold knife intent in the cold. They kept retreating, coupled with the urging skills, could barely resist the cold and thrilling knife intent. But this was just the beginning. Once the knife was pulled out, it would not be so easy for them to watch the game again.

"The young master has already taken the knife." Someone whispered, his eyes burning.

"Being able to let the young master shoot is also the ability of Zhang Kaifeng, the magic sword, and his unwiseness."

The knife is coming out, the cold winter is cold, and the lotus flowers seem to stop blooming in the pond, and the vitality is gathered inside.

The sharp sword intention came over the sky and the earth, but Zhang Kaifeng was calm and calm. The protective energy outside his body kept shaking, causing ripples. However, the lotus pattern under his feet did not move, and even the black mud with strong internal strength underneath was still holding its original appearance. His eyes narrowed slightly, and the knife intention of the unplugged knife was really dazzling.

"clank!"

Suddenly, the figure floating in front of his sight disappeared. Zhang Kaifeng looked up and Ying Wudi had appeared above. The knife had been unsheathed, and the knife became more powerful, like the cold snow of winter, making people's body feel cold. The knife held in his hand made Ying Wudi's temperament change in an instant, and the sharpness burst out with dazzling brilliance.

"brush!"

The sword light fell like a waterfall. In an instant, the ground was about an inch wide. All the people watching the game had a stinging look, and their eyes were filled with tears. Their eyes blurred suddenly, and they could not see clearly what was happening in the field.

This is the sword energy condensed in the knife, which explodes in an instant, urgent and fierce, and no one can catch this force.

The long hair fluttered, but the blazing sword light did not close Zhang Kaifeng's eyes, because he knew that closing his eyes by the warriors would be equivalent to sending half of their lives out. No one would do such a stupid way.

"Is Zhang Kaifeng seeking death?"

A group of people were surprised. Unexpectedly, facing such a violent knife, Zhang Kaifeng chose not to avoid or retreat.

"Is he confident that he can take the young master's knife?"

Questions, a series of questions posed a question in everyone's hearts.

Facing this knife, Zhang Kaifeng looked a little dazed. When he first came out, he met the man he also used a knife to meet him by chance, but he could use a knife to help him. Then they became friends, and later his brother had an accident and disappeared.

The swords on Lincheng Road appeared one by one when they were released. That sword, the sword that dominated the world. What would happen when they met again? He would definitely not wait, and would definitely catch up. He was a strong opponent.

Since this is the case, he cannot lose so easily. At least the sword he has implemented cannot lose to him.

As soon as I thought about this, a true energy arose unreliable, wandering around the body, the long hair stopped floating, and my eyes suddenly became sharp. I just stretched out a finger and walked straight forward in the dazzling sword light.

"bite!"

The roar of metal was crisp, but it was never dispersed by the aftermath. The entire pond collapsed at this moment, with the rolling black mud rolling, and the force was transmitted to all directions. The rolling water kept slapping around, and then it broke through the embankment beside the pond.

The deafening sound disappeared, the water splashes soared into the sky fell back, and the pond returned to calm. Everyone's expressions changed. The person who used the knife was standing high, while the person who took the knife was still standing in place, while the lotus under his feet remained motionless, and only the entire pond collapsed.

"How is that possible?"

"Zhang Kaifeng actually took the young master's knife."

"I dare to take the young master's sword without carrying a sword."

“----.”

In shock, they all started to discuss, but all this did not end because Ying Wudi had already started the next move. He twisted the knife in his hand, and the blade deviated from his fingertips and slid down. This was a fierce knife that wanted to remove Zhang Kaifeng's entire arm.

But when Zhang Kaifeng looked silent, he pointed to the sword and flew into the hut. A white light flew over, and the white light was very fast and arrived soon. The blade slashed violently on the white light. The white light trembled violently for a while and then revealed its original appearance. It was the peerless Holy Demon Sword.

"Man and sword are connected!" Ying Wudi was surprised, but not too surprised, because he had seen someone who could control the sword. Moreover, one of the methods of the man in front of him was to control the sword.

"Okay, tonight, it depends on your sword that can block my sword." After a pause, Ying Wudi's eyes burst into a more intense fighting spirit: "Come to my unique skills in the Demon God Palace, Demon God Slash!"

Then, the blade turned, Ying Wudi finally used his martial arts, and his sword intent became stronger. He turned his body and the blade passed through the blade until the tip of the sword slipped. When he turned the sword, he made a fierce lift, but then changed on the way, and lifted the lift turned into a fierce slash. The black knife and Ying Wudi were like one, stirring up a tornado wind.

Zhang Kaifeng did not choose to stay in place this time. He took a little while and retreated back with the peerless Holy Demon Sword, while the lotus flower was shattered under the wind of the tornado. In terms of body speed, there are very few people in the martial arts world that can match him today.

The stopped figure finally held the hilt of the sword. When the tornado wind hit him for about a century, he stepped out to the side first, avoided it in a slight slight manner, and then drove the whole body and slashed out with the sword.
Chapter completed!