Desolate and lonely, overgrown with weeds, this place is deep in a barren mountain. Taiyuan and Nie Feng Duanlang appeared here.
"Master, this should be the hometown of Jian Zong, but I didn't expect it to be so desolate."
Duan Lang was slightly stunned, as if he didn't expect that the place where Jian Zong was located would be like this.
"This sword sect is not simple. Since the founding of the sect, masters have emerged in large numbers in the past generations. I don't know how many famous swordsmen there have been. However, by Wuming's generation, it has declined."
Taiyuan sighed. Although this place seemed desolate, his keen mind felt that there was a faint and terrifying sword energy left here. It was obvious that it was a holy land of swordsmanship many years ago.
As soon as they appeared, they heard a burst of arrogant laughter not far away, the sound was as sonorous as gold and iron, extremely harsh.
"Someone!"
The three of them followed the path of the sound, and soon they saw a mountain peak. The mountain was steep and straight, like a sharp sword rising into the sky, with extraordinary momentum.
At this time, at the foot of the mountain peak, there was a man standing tall and straight, with his back straight and his mouth open and laughing.
Not far from this man, there were several people lying on the ground, looking a little embarrassed.
Duan Lang and Nie Feng suddenly exclaimed, recognizing that two of them were their fathers, Nie Renwang and Duan Shuai. Taiyuan also flashed his eyes and saw Wuming.
The arrival of the three of them immediately attracted attention.
"who?"
The man who was laughing arrogantly suddenly turned his head, and his eyes were like cold lightning, which happened to fall on the three Taiyuan people. This man's eyes were extremely cruel and cruel, as if he was exuding terror all the time.
Murderous intent, unabashed.
Taiyuan took one step forward and walked over. He glanced at the ground and said with a smile: "Brother Wuming, King Nie, Duan Shuai, I really didn't expect that when we meet again, it will be like this.
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Wuming smiled bitterly and said: "Brother Taiyuan is making a joke. It is not a glorious thing after all for fellow disciples to kill each other."
"Well, Pindao has already heard about what happened. This is your junior brother Po Jun, right? He is a good successor of the sword sect. If you don't practice your own sword skills well, why did you learn Japanese martial arts?"
Taiyuan said and glanced at Po Jun.
"Smelly Taoist, who are you? How dare you interfere in my affairs? Don't you want to live?"
Po Jun's face darkened and he was extremely angry.
He was defeated at the hands of Wuming during the martial arts competition, which was regarded as a great disgrace in his life. Over the years, he has been thinking about getting revenge day and night. For this purpose, he even paid a huge price and went to Japan to never return.
The god learned the secret skill of killing wolves and improved his martial arts greatly. He came back this time to seek revenge on Wuming, and under his plan, he has succeeded. The martial arts myth Wuming has fallen into his hands.
On hand.
More importantly, with Wuming in hand, he can quickly obtain the sword sect's supreme secret, Wan Jian Gui Sect. This is Po Jun's biggest goal, but who knows that Taiyuan and others suddenly appear, which makes
Po Jun was caught off guard, and then he became filled with murderous intent.
Almost instantly, Po Jun decided that these people in front of him could not be left behind and must be killed.
Moreover, he also saw that since Taiyuan and his party met Wuming, conflicts between the two parties were inevitable.
With this decision in his heart, Po Jun's eyes flashed fiercely, and a pair of weapons behind his back fell into his hands. His pair of weapons are also the world's magic weapons, the Heavenly Blade and the Greedy Wolf. Each of these swords is a fierce weapon in the world.
, as soon as this moment came out, a tragic and evil aura surged overwhelmingly.
"Suffer death!"
To strike first is the advantage. Po Jun is extremely ruthless. Now that he has made up his mind, he does not hesitate at all and strikes boldly on the spot. The swords are drawn out, and the tragic light and sword aura fills the world.
He took the lead in killing Nie Feng and Duan Lang.
With murderous intent, Po Jun's attack was extremely sudden, and the attack was fierce and brutal. The sword of more than ten feet was attacked with endless ferocity.
Nie Feng and Duan Lang's expressions changed, and they felt the boundless danger. Po Jun's sword light and sword energy were too terrifying. They contained terrifying energy. Wherever they passed, ripples of void rippled, almost torn apart.
Waves of fierce will crushed over him.
"Junior brother, stop!"
Wuming couldn't help but shout loudly when he saw Po Jun's killing move and the use of two magical weapons on his body.
"Humph, Wuming, they are all here to save you, so there is only one way to die, haha, you want to stop me? You have lost all your skills, so what qualifications do you have to care about my affairs."
Po Jun smiled wildly, and the killing intent in his body became more intense.
Although Nie Feng and Duan Lang were shocked, they reacted very quickly. As soon as their minds moved, they each used their special skills. Nie Feng's legs were like wind, and an invisible and formless true meaning of wind rose up. His leg strength was majestic and continuous.
Continuously, looking around, countless green footprints are constantly punching through the air.
These footprints are all condensed with his true energy, which contains huge power, constantly tearing apart the heavy sword energy and light.
Duan Lang also drew his sword in his hand. The sword light flashed and the sword energy was mysterious. He killed along a strange trajectory. Every sword seemed to hit the flaw in the enemy's moves.
With the combined efforts of Fengshen Kick and Tianming Kendo, an explosion sounded, which was very violent. The dust and rocks nearby were flying in a hazy state.
"Haha, two juniors also want to deal with me, but your skills are still far behind."
Po Jun laughed wildly, and suddenly his momentum surged. A layer of gray-white fields spread out from his body, instantly covering the void with a radius of dozens of feet. Within this gray-white field, the ferocious energy flowed, which was very terrifying. Not only could it
Binding a person's body, using the power of heaven and earth to crush the opponent, and this area is also filled with the true meaning of Po Jun's martial arts and the true meaning of Killing Po Lang.
Po Jun has been practicing hard in Japan for twenty years. Now he has reached the martial arts golden elixir realm. He has also condensed the martial arts field. He can be regarded as a strong man in the martial arts golden elixir realm. He is not just an ordinary person. Now he can even compete with martial arts
The fields have all been displayed, and it is obvious that he is not prepared to hold back at all.
Nie Feng and Duan Lang were now locked in a bitter battle. Under the suppression of the Pojun Domain, they felt that their bodies seemed to have a tremendous amount of power. They were as heavy as a mountain. It took a lot of effort to move, and their speed was greatly affected.
Affected by this, their complexion turned slightly pale, and the infinite evil aura in that domain constantly impacted the minds of the two of them, making them need to spend a lot of energy to suppress their minds, otherwise a bad person would be affected by this evil aura.
If it invades the body, the whole person may go crazy.
Danger, Nie Feng Duanlang and the two felt unprecedented danger. There were bunches of sharp swords and swords everywhere around them. The killings were fierce and terrifying. After a few moves, they left wounds on their bodies.
Although the wound was not critical, it was still bloody and looked extremely serious.
Under the severe pain, the two of them shouted loudly, and a terrifying divine light shot out from their eyes. The Duanlang sword light was withdrawn, and he used a palm technique. It was majestic, dense and long. Palm shadows surrounded him, forming a
In the shape of a ball, there were endless sneers, and Po Jun's sword light and sword energy struck at him, but he was blocked by the force of his palm.
This palm technique is exactly the Xuanwu Divine Palm that he learned from Taiyuan. This palm technique is powerful and endless, like the Yangtze River. It has the power of Xuanwu. It can be domineering and unparalleled in attack, and it is also watertight in defense.
, is the most top secret skill in the world. At this time, Duan Lang used this palm technique, which complemented each other and stabilized his position a little for a while.
However, Duanlang's expression was not good-looking. Although his Black Tortoise Palm was powerful, there was still a huge gap between his own skill and Po Jun. This gap could not be made up by a top-level secret skill. Over time, it would still be broken.
At the same time, Nie Feng also changed his leg skills, becoming vast and powerful, unparalleled in dominance, and blasted out dragon-like legs one after another, powerful and unparalleled in the world.
He has already used the powerful kick technique among the top ten martial arts.
Facing Po Jun's martial arts field, these two people could barely hold on. This made Po Jun a little surprised. He sneered and said: "Such exquisite kung fu. It's a pity that your realm is so poor. How can I be like me?"
opponent."
His eyesight was naturally excellent, and he could immediately see that the martial arts used by Nie Feng and Duan Lang were extremely exquisite, and the true meaning of martial arts contained in them was so terrifying that even he himself had to admire it, but as he said
, the gap in realm is not so easy to make up.
The real power surged, the evil spirit was rising, and the two sides fought for dozens of rounds in the blink of an eye.
However, Nie Feng and Duan Lang gradually became weak, and their auras declined a lot. Compared with Po Jun, a master of martial arts and golden elixir realm, they had to expend huge amounts of energy every moment. As time went by, naturally,
Hard to support.
However, the two of them are determined and confident. They know that Taiyuan will not let anything happen to them.
Therefore, without life-threatening danger, such fierce battles are an extremely rare training for them, which is extremely effective for the progress of martial arts.
Taiyuan was quietly watching the battle between Po Jun and Nie Feng. While watching, he nodded, quite satisfied with Nie Feng's performance.
"That's almost it. These two boys have almost reached their limit. After all, Po Jun is a direct descendant of the Sword Sect. His martial arts are quite exquisite. He has a profound understanding of the realm of martial arts and golden elixirs. He also has merits in the martial arts field."
Taiyuan nodded secretly in his heart, but he was already ready to take action. If this continues, Po Jun might actually kill him.
As soon as his mind moved, a green light flew in the sky, like a smart green snake, wandering in the void. There was a flash of lightning and two soft ding sounds. Po Jun grunted and staggered back a few steps, his face suddenly turned ugly.
He suddenly turned around and saw a flash of green light falling on Taiyuan and disappearing.
"Stinky Taoist priest, it's you!"
Po Jun shouted loudly, with an incredible look in his eyes. He seemed not to have thought that Tai Yuan, who looked harmless in appearance, could hide so deeply. His attack was completely destroyed as soon as he made a move, and even the martial arts field was covered by that green light.
It broke into pieces, which forced him to be a little more cautious.