An Jing's mind went blank, as if a bolt from the blue struck him, that woman turned out to be Tan Yun.
"I must be blinded, that's for sure."
An Jing muttered to himself and rubbed his eyes vigorously, "How could Tan Yun appear here? Absolutely impossible."
When he opened his eyes again, that pretty face was still so familiar.
It’s Tan Yun and it’s not wrong!
But why does she appear here? How did she become a master of the Demon Cult?
And it seems that her cultivation level is not low.
"Does she have a younger sister?"
An Jing was very confused at the moment, as if countless threads were tangled into a ball, and he couldn't figure it out.
This scene shocked him so much that he never thought that the delicious guy was actually a member of the Demon Cult.
Is it because she pretends to be too similar!?
"She plays me!?"
An Jing couldn't help but exclaimed: "She can actually act better than Li Fuzhou?"
He never expected that Oscar night would be held in his own home.
"follow me."
Cui Daoxian's voice was extremely calm and he grabbed Tan Yun's shoulder.
Human sect spies are naturally more useful alive than dead.
Tan Yun felt the strong wind blowing against her face, blowing her hair into chaos, and a sense of powerlessness arose in her heart. At this moment, she couldn't help but think of what her master had taught her.
The Renzong took no prisoners.
And once she is captured in her capacity, she will definitely suffer unimaginable pain.
Thinking of this, Tan Yun bit the tip of his tongue and prepared to commit suicide.
It's too late to say it, but it's soon.
Just when Cui Daoxian's palms were about to touch, he frowned suddenly, twisted his feet, and flew away quickly into the distance.
"Boom!"
A ray of light descended from the sky and chopped down.
"Click! Click!"
The light fell on the earth, and the ground cracked with cracks, spreading into the distance.
"who!?"
Bian Jingdao was horrified when he saw this scene.
This ray of energy just fell. This was not an ordinary master. Could it be that a master from the Demon Sect had arrived?
Cui Daoxian raised his eyebrows and looked into the distance.
The man was dressed in a pitch-black robe. Under the black robe, his appearance and expression could not be clearly seen, but his whole body revealed a sense of righteousness.
This is exactly the Qi mechanism of Xuanmen, which is completely different from the Qi mechanism of Demon Cult.
Tan Yun also looked over in surprise, thinking that a master from the Demon Sect had arrived.
But currently in Dayan, the only demon sect master who can fight against Cui Daoxian is Li Fuzhou.
The person who took action was none other than An Jing.
Lou Xiangzhen looked at the back in front of him, feeling a little strange in his heart. This grandson was basically a master who would not let go of rabbits before he saw them, and he would not take action if there was no benefit.
Today, he actually rescued the demon sect woman. Could it be that he was motivated by sex?
It shouldn't be, then the opponent is Tianjian Cui Doxian, he may not be Cui Doxian's opponent.
"Heavenly Sword, I have admired it for a long time."
An Jing smiled faintly and directly stated his purpose: "I wonder if I want to ask for some advice today. If I win, how about leaving this person to me?"
As he spoke, the Suppressing Evil Sword in his hand was revealed. The simple long sword carried a fierce sword intent.
"Evil Suppressing Sword!?"
Tianjian Cui Daoxian is naturally very familiar with famous swords in the world. The moment he saw the sword in An Jing's hand, his eyes narrowed slightly: "Who are you? It turns out that you are the Ghost Swordsman."
As Tianjian Cui Daoxian finished speaking, there was an uproar around him.
"Ghost Swordsman!? The person coming is actually a Ghost Swordsman?"
"I said who dares to stop Cui Daoxian from arresting people."
"Could it be that today is a battle between two supreme swordsmen?"
"When did the Ghost Swordsman become a Sword Immortal? In my opinion, he is not far from a Sword Immortal, but at the moment he is not considered a Sword Immortal."
"Although Ghost Swordsman Xuan Qingshan became famous in his first battle, he relied more on his ability to sit down with strange beasts. Compared to the real five great swordsmen, he is still far behind."
"Yes, without that strange beast by his side, he cannot be considered a true swordsman."
...........
The appearance of the Ghost Swordsman immediately made the scene more noisy and lively.
No one expected that two top swordsman masters would appear in Huangyao Town at the same time, and it seemed that the two of them were going to have a duel.
"Ghost Swordsman!?"
Tan Yun opened his little mouth, as if he was dreaming.
This scene has appeared countless times, but it was always in dreams.
But now that the Ghost Swordsman appeared in front of him, it was happening in real life.
There is something inexplicable in this world called fate. Did the Ghost Swordsman show up specifically today just to save her?
Thinking of this, Tan Yun's heart beat rapidly, and he even felt dizzy with excitement, and even felt as if he was still in a dream.
An Jing said nothing and looked straight at Cui Daoxian.
If you want to save Tan Yun today, you have to compete with Cui Doxian.
Cui Dao
The style of Fan Dayan swordsman."
Cui Daoxian has not been born for thirty years, so he came to Dayan today. Naturally, it is impossible for him to have no purpose.
The battle between Lin Yiyang and Puhui Bodhisattva has long been reported to Zhao State. Cui Daoxian, who was in the Sword Tomb, also knew that Lin Yiyang would reach the sixth realm within three years.
It was precisely because of this sentence that Cui Daoxian chose to leave isolation and came to Dayan to seek advice from Lin Yiyang.
In today's world, whoever can reach the sixth realm will be the number one swordsman. This is a recognized fact.
"good."
An Jing pointed at Tan Yun and said, "I won. I hope I can take this person away."
Tan Yun's face turned red when he was pointed at. Sure enough, he came to save me. Sure enough...
"I can't make the decision." Cui Daoxian shook his head and said, "But I can promise that I won't take action."
"That's ok."
An Jing nodded slightly and touched the hilt of the sword at his waist.
"Boy, do you want me to take action?"
Lou Xiangzhen said with a frown on his face.
An Jing's strength is high or not. Compared with the average half-step master, he is definitely a top-notch existence, but facing Cui Daoxian, Lin Yiyang and other swordsman masters, it seems very difficult.
Anjing's cultivation level is at the smallpox level, Cui Daoxian is a half-step master, and his swordsmanship is also at the fifth level, but Cui Daoxian is already at the final level, not far from the sixth level, and obviously higher than Anjing.
There is a gap between cultivation and swordsmanship. The only advantage is that he has tempered the perfect golden bone. However, Cui Daoxian has been in the sword tomb for thirty years and has cultivated the sword bone. Although it is not as hard as the golden bone, it is sharper and more solid.
Suitable for swordsmen.
So all things considered, Anjing's chances of winning are extremely low.
An Jing refused: "No, I have always wanted to see the true strength of the five great sword immortals."
"You are no match for him."
Lou Xiang said in a trembling voice.
A swordsman nurtures his sword spirit. During this period, he must not fail. He will develop a kind of confidence in winning the battle, and that confidence will spread to the sword.
That kind of sword intent will make the swordsman more confident and his sword will become more powerful.
If it fails, it will not only be a blow to the swordsman, but also to the sword's will.
When Lou Xiangzhen was defeated by the Sword God Shujian in the Yuheng Sword Sect, his confidence was completely destroyed. This was also the reason why he was in a state of confusion for the next few years.
An Jing has almost never lost since his debut. His swordsmanship is perfect and sharp. If he loses today, it will undoubtedly be a huge blow to him.
Therefore, Lou Xiangzhen does not want to see Anjing make the same mistakes as himself.
"Old man Lou, you should have told me earlier."
When An Jing heard this, his face darkened, and then he sent a message: "Forget it, the words have been released, I will try Cui Daoxian's swordsmanship."
If he had known that Old Man Lou was willing to take action, why would he have to deal with Cui Daoxian? Without the help of the thousand-year-old black anaconda, he felt a little unsure.
Who is Cui Daoxian? He is known as the Heavenly Sword, and some even call him the sword master.
The Heavenly Sword itself is a supreme honor, and the swordsman is even more so.
Although his most outstanding achievement was to kill the leader of the Blue Dragon Seat, I don’t know how many years have passed since this happened, and Cui Doxian has never had a glorious achievement again, but no one in the world dares to underestimate his strength.
Lou Xiangzhen heard this and said nothing more.
In fact, in his opinion, among the five great sword immortals, Yi Daoyun is the weakest, followed by the Heavenly Sword Cui Daoxian.
Yi Daoyun has killed countless people, but he has never killed a master who is even half a step above the master level. The reason why he can become one of the five great swordsmen is partly because of his ruthless killing skills, his reputation for being too ferocious, and partly because of the boasting of the demon sect.
The same is true for Tianjian Cui Daoxian. He is a half-step master and his swordsmanship is profound and unpredictable. However, much of his reputation is due to touting.
Among the five great sword immortals today, the only ones with real power are the remaining three great sword immortals. If An Jing wants to become the current sword immortal, he must defeat one of them to prove his way.
Cui Daoxian is from the State of Zhao. Defeating this man will undoubtedly be the best for his reputation.
But despite this, the title of the Five Great Sword Immortals is not something that ordinary swordsmen can achieve.
Cui Daoxian looked at the ghost swordsman in front of him, stroking the blade of the long sword with his palm.
Why Cui Doxian is called the Heavenly Sword is because there is a unique and famous sword in the sword tomb, which is called the Heavenly Sword.
Tianjian ranks seventh on the list of famous swords.
The previous owners of this sword were all the best swordsmen in the world, and when Cui Daoxian first worshiped in the sword tomb, this Heavenly Sword recognized him as its master and directly became the master of the contemporary Heavenly Sword.
The Heavenly Sword has the effect of suppressing the swords in the Sword Tomb, and when he came to Dayan this time, he originally wanted to compete with Lin Yiyang in swordsmanship and pursue the sixth realm.
The purpose was not to seek revenge and kill people, so he did not bring the Heavenly Sword.
Neither of them spoke, but the surrounding market was quiet and empty.
There was an extremely depressing and dull feeling in the silence. Bian Jingdao's face turned pale just when he felt the energy fluctuations between the two people.
"What a terrifying swordsman. Is this the best swordsman in the world?"
Bian Jingdao retreated to the rear.
Tan Yun came back to his senses slightly and hugged the ghost swordsman closely. Everything in the world became quiet except for his heartbeat.
"He actually came here to save me." Tan Yun said to himself.
The moment he appeared, her eyes no longer belonged to her.
"Let's take action."
As Cui Daoxian's words fell, Master Banbu's vigorous internal energy erupted from his body like a storm, and the powerful pressure rushed toward Anjing in waves like giant waves.
If an ordinary expert in the smallpox realm encountered this pressure, he would have been shocked by the pressure and his strength would be greatly reduced. However, there was no fear in An Jing's black eyes, and he remained as calm as water.
An Jing's eyes lit up slightly, and in an instant, an boundless momentum arose, and Cui Daoxian's momentum, which was like a huge wave, was suddenly agitated and rushed towards the back.
Brahma Heart See Me!
The surrounding internal energy was crushed by An Jing's internal aura, and emitted golden rays of light, spinning continuously and stirring the streets of Huangyao Town.
And his body seemed to be reflected in the distant sky, constantly being enlarged and enlarged.
The Brahma Heart of Buddhism was fully displayed in an instant when I saw it.
When everyone in the distance saw this, their hearts were shocked.
The confrontation between two top swordsman masters was already so thrilling.
"Smallpox realm?"
Cui Daoxian also sensed An Jing's cultivation. He stretched out his hand and slapped the sword, and a burst of internal energy swept out like a giant black python, charging toward An Jing ferociously.
Sword bone!
This is the sharpness of the sword bone!
Sword bones are different from gold bones. They are made from the condensed sword energy of many swords in the sword tomb. When Cui Daoxian performs his sword moves, the sword energy is completely natural, with a supreme and sharp edge.
Coupled with the Tianwu-level Sword Master Technique of the Sword Tomb, its power is even more unpredictable.
An Jing pulled out the Suppressing Evil Sword with his right hand. The moment his palm touched the Suppressing Evil Sword, it was like there was a mountain above the whole town, pressing down heavily.
The person who felt the deepest impression was Cui Daoxian. His eyes narrowed slightly, and An Jing's Suppressing Evil Sword was swung forward heavily. It didn't look like he was very fast, but his landing was extremely fast, ruthless, and accurate.
The Suppressing Evil Sword didn't have any bells and whistles, and it directly slashed seven inches into the black python.
boom!
The black giant python was struck by the Suppressing Evil Sword. The black giant python was stunned and then disappeared directly into the world.
Cui Daoxian saw that his casual probing sword was directly blocked by An Jing, and he didn't care. His body was shaken, and the long sword in his palm was wrapped with the powerful internal force in his body, and the tip of the sword rushed directly towards An Jing.
I saw that the tip of the sword had a spiral-like force. The power went from shallow to deep, penetrating, and the destructive power was extremely powerful.
An Jing saw the yellow ray of light coming towards him, but he didn't see it clearly yet, but he subconsciously stretched out the Suppressing Evil Sword to block it in front of him.
Boom!
I saw the tip of Cui Daoxian's sword hit An Jing's sword hard, the air was filled with shock, the feet of the two men shook violently, and the ground shook violently, shaking continuously.
An Jing's body retreated continuously, taking about ten steps before stopping.
The next moment, Cui Daoxian's internal energy surged like a tide and merged into the sword body.
"Buzz!" "Buzz!"
The sharp coldness released from the blade of the sword stung people's hearts. Even the masters of martial arts in the distance had their hairs standing on end, and a chill ran down their backs, showing how intense it was.
"Boohoo!"
Cui Daoxian struck out with his sword, as if countless sharp sword shadows swept through the air and fell towards Anjing like a heavy rain.
But this heavy rain is made up of countless sharp sword energy, which makes people tremble with fear and make their bodies tremble.
The brilliant power of heaven shrouded An Jing's body.
An Jing's eyes looked at the countless sword energies in front of him that were as fast as lightning and like waterfalls, and he raised his arms slightly.
Nine-character sword formula! Linzi secret!
The main purpose of Lin Zi Mi is to defend against enemies. The countless sword shadows gathered together, seeming to form a dense sword network.
"Clang, Clang, Clang, Clang!"
The sound of gold and iron clashing sounded, and a series of harsh sounds resounded.
"call out!"
At this moment, a cold light suddenly shot out from An Jing's scabbard.
Hundred Steps Flying Sword!
What flew out was the blade of another evil-suppressing sword!
The sword light was icy cold, as fast as thunder, and it pierced Cui Daoxian's heart.
This was exactly one of the killing moves prepared by An Jing. When Cui Daoxian was distracted, he used the characteristics of the Hundred Steps Flying Sword and the Suppressing Evil Sword to give him a fatal blow.
"Um!?"
Cui Daoxian frowned slightly, without thinking at all, he stepped forward instead of retreating, and the long sword in his hand faced the rushing Suppressing Evil Sword.
"clang!"
The sound of violent clashes of gold and iron sounded, and waves of air swept across.
The blade of the Suppressing Evil Sword was directly knocked back.
An Jing stretched out his hand and directly caught the hilt of the Suppressing Evil Sword. The remaining strength continued to rush in, making his arms feel numb.
"What a powerful heavenly sword."
An Jing thought to himself.
Even though he didn't have the Heavenly Sword in his hand, the way of the sword was still so terrifying. Even the four peak masters of Zhenyi Sect had to deal with the sword that he had attacked with caution, and they didn't dare to be careless in the slightest.
But Cui Doxian raised his sword and was defused. Is this the strength of the sword fairy?
"Your Excellency's swordsmanship is indeed a bit strange, and you are worthy of the name of Ghost Swordsman."
Cui Daoxian clenched the sword in his hand, and then pointed the sword forward.
Sword Master's Judgment! Immortal guides the way!
The sword light was in a trance, and it moved forward without hesitation. Everything it passed turned into nothingness, and it rushed along the street towards Anjing.
When An Jing released the Suppressing Evil Sword in his hand, the two Suppressing Evil Swords turned into two swimming dragons, and then intertwined with each other to form a sword body, filled with golden brilliance.
The sword tips finally collided in the middle of the street.
boom!
The majestic internal force roared away like the sea, making a low roaring sound, and the entire street seemed to be violently turbulent at this moment.
clang!
Then there was another deafening metallic sound, like thunder, roaring across the sky and earth, echoing heavily in everyone's ears, as if everyone's eardrums were about to burst, and the energy and blood in the bodies of countless hot people present surged.
The ripples visible to the naked eye spread toward the distance.
On both sides of the misty street, two figures gradually emerged.
An Jing was seen holding the Suppressing Evil Sword in both hands. The tip of the sword was facing the tip of Cui Doxian's long sword. The wild hunting wind blew up, blowing the corners of their clothes.
The two of them seem to be equally matched!
The whole Huangyao Town was turbulent. Two figures stood on the empty and messy streets. Their sharp eyes met, firelight burst out, and there was a faint cold murderous intention quietly filling the air.
The power of the confrontation just now still lingered in everyone's minds. A sword slashed through it, as if the mountains and rivers were broken. The cold air in it made the masters dozens of feet away have their hair stand on end and their hearts tremble.
The long sword in Cui Doxian's hand stabbed forward suddenly, and then with the force of the rebound, his body took about four or five steps back.
The Suppressing Evil Sword in An Jing's hand also paused slightly, and the offensive was broken by Cui Daoxian's blow.
"This ghost swordsman is really amazing." Cui Daoxian thought to himself: "There is definitely a place for this person among the swordsman masters in the world. Dayan is worthy of being the ancestral land, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, there are many masters, but there is such a terrifying swordsman."
Then, Cui Daoxian raised his right arm and pointed the tip of the sword straight forward. It seemed that at that moment, the entire sword seemed to be completely integrated with his entire body. He was the sword in his hand, and the sword was him.
An inexplicable sense of pressure spread across the world at this time.
"Cui Doxian is coming with all his strength."
Lou Xiangzhen, who was watching the battle from a distance, also had his eyes focused at this moment and thought to himself.
An Jing also frowned slightly, looking at Cui Daoxian in front of him who was putting pressure on him, and held the sword in his hand tighter.
He took a deep breath, his eyes were as calm as a deep pool, without the slightest wave, as if the sky was falling and he was not surprised.
Cui Daoxian suddenly stretched his arm forward, and the long sword with a gray halo stabbed directly forward, the tip of the sword frantically absorbing the surrounding internal force.
Sword Master Jue! Demon Prisoner Sword Style!
The mighty internal power spread out, and the sword pointed at it, as if the whole world had enveloped An Jing, forcing him to be unable to move.
Wherever the sword blade passed, the air made a roaring sound, and the overwhelming pressure made people shudder.
Buzz!
The long sword erupted with a shocking buzzing sound, and in the next moment, it turned into a stream of light and struck Anjing at an indescribable speed.
The moment the long sword struck, the cold air was like countless flying needles stabbing into his body.
Sword bones are the most suitable existence for swordsmen, but the tempered sword bones are a secret that is not passed down in the sword tomb. No one knows how to temper the sword bones.
At this moment, coupled with Cui Daoxian's fifth-level sword power, the overbearing pressure is unstoppable.
An Jing didn't dare to be careless. Fan Xin saw that I had used it to the extreme. As a Zen sound emerged, the golden light swept away.
Great wisdom!
Great mercy!
The Perfect Golden Bone also came into being. Compared with the Sword Bone, the Golden Bone is slightly inferior in offensive power, but its physical strength is three points stronger. In addition, An Jing has used the Tianwu level of Brahma Heart See Me.
The body refining method is three points more powerful.
The two evil-suppressing swords that merged into one also released streams of light.
The entire street seemed to be shrouded in darkness.
"call out!"
A ray of sword light pierced through, and the world turned from darkness to light.
Swordsmanship!
When the Suppressing Evil Sword flew away, the two sword blades actually separated.
Originally, the art of sword control could not be used in this way, but An Jing not only knew the art of sword control, but also practiced the Hundred Steps Flying Sword. The two superb sword arts merged and operated with each other, plus the characteristics of the evil-suppressing sword with one sheath and six swords.
Almost merging these two superb swordsmanships to form a new swordsmanship.
A truly top swordsman must have summed up his own sword moves and swordsmanship through the experience of his predecessors.
The sword lights collided and intertwined, and the world was filled with darkness.
The entire Huangyao Town people looked up at the sky, watching the sword energy colliding with each other. The sword energy of the two people seemed to fall from the sky, carrying destructive fluctuations, and collided fiercely.
Everyone raised their heads, they all wanted to know who of these two top swordsmen was stronger in this duel.
boom!
At the moment of the impact, a shocking loud sound resounded, and an extremely violent storm of internal energy took shape almost instantly, then swept out in a terrifying manner and spread to the surroundings.
Not to mention the entire restaurant, the surrounding shops were severely affected and turned into pieces under the huge impact.
"Bang bang bang bang!"
Fortunately, ordinary people had already been evacuated by Bian Jingdao and other Xuanyi guards, while the martial arts masters who were hiding in the distance and watching the battle quickly used their internal strength to resist this terrible impact.
Despite this, there were still some people with weak internal strength who were shocked to the point where their blood surged and they vomited blood, which showed their domineering nature.
At this moment, several figures flew from a distance and landed next to Tan Yun. The leader was an ordinary-looking woman.
This person is none other than the Earth Sect master Luo Zixiang.
"Xiaotanyun!"
Luo Zixiang walked to Tan Yun and whispered: "Are you okay?"
"Aunt Luo, I'm fine, why are you here?"
Seeing the person coming, Tan Yun had a hint of surprise in his eyes.
Luo Zixiang is a master of the Earth Sect, and his cultivation is at the Earth Flower realm. Tan Yun not only knows him, but is also very familiar with him.
Luo Zixiang took a deep breath and said: "It's Sect Master Li. He got the news that you were discovered by the dragnet and quickly sent me a secret letter asking me to pick you up along the way."
Tianluo Diwang is the most powerful intelligence organization in Dayan, and the Demon Sect Human Sect is not far behind. Although it has been damaged a lot after leaving Dayan for so many years, Li Fuzhou has also repaired many hidden lines during this time.
So when Tan Yun was discovered by the Tianluo Earth Net, Li Fuzhou also got some information. He was afraid that Tan Yun would be ambushed by the Xuanyi Guards, so he immediately sent a secret letter to Luo Zixiang, a master of the nearby Demon Sect's Earth Sect.
With her cultivation level, as long as the three big Tiangangs don't take action, she can definitely take people away safely.
But when Luo Zixiang arrived in Huangyao Town, he discovered that the person who captured Tan Yun was Cui Daoxian.
Who is Choi Do-hyun?
That is a top half-step master, even Li Fuzhou may not dare to say that he can beat this person.
If she takes action, not only will she not be able to save Tan Yun, but she will also die.
Just when Luo Zixiang was extremely anxious, the ghost swordsman from the sky took action, which made her overjoyed.
Tan Yun gritted his teeth and then looked forward.
At this moment, two sword lights appeared again on the messy street ahead.
clang!
The swords collided again, sticking together heavily, and suddenly seemed to calm down.
The next moment, An Jing was seen retreating quickly back, tens of feet away. His face was pale and there was a trace of bloodshot eyes at the corner of his mouth.
Wow!
Everyone was in an uproar. Has the winner already been decided?
"Plop!" "Plop!"
Just as Cui Daoxian was about to step forward, his expression changed slightly in the next moment and he quickly covered his heart.
But the more he covered his heart, the faster it beat, as if it was about to jump out of his atrium.
During this time, An Jing's swordsmanship has improved a lot through sparring and discussions with Lou Xiangzhen, especially the murderous heartbeat, and he has become more and more proficient.
After about dozens of breaths, Cui Daoxian finally suppressed his heartbeat, but he also missed the best opportunity and looked closely at Anjing in front of him.
The two stood at both ends of the street, looking at each other.
"Xiao Tanyun, this is a good opportunity, let's go quickly." Seeing this, Luo Zixiang whispered quickly.
In front of him, Heavenly Sword Cui Doxian was stopped by the ghost swordsman. It seemed that the ghost swordsman was no match for Cui Doxian, so he should use this time to escape quickly.
"No, I won't leave."
Tan Yun gritted his teeth and said: "That ghost swordsman came to save me, how could I abandon him and ignore him?"
Luo Zixiang frowned, "You are crazy. You will die if you stay here. The ghost swordsman is obviously no match for Cui Daoxian, and that is the swordsman."
"When the Ghost Swordsman is defeated, you won't be able to leave even if you want to."
Tan Yun said stubbornly: "No! I won't leave. If I want to leave, I will go with him."
Luo Zixiang pondered for a moment and said earnestly: "Silly girl, you see he put himself in danger to save you, why should you let his hard work go to waste? He will have no scruples if you leave. When the time comes, he will have the opportunity to take advantage of Cui Daoxian."
Escape."
Tan Yun looked at the figure in front of him and said seriously: "Aunt Luo, you don't have to persuade me. I must go with him today."
"You'll die if you stay."
"Then just die. He came here for me. If he dies, what if I die with him?"
When Luo Zixiang heard this, his brows knitted into a knot, and his tone became a little tougher: "No, you have to leave with me today."
Tan Yun bit her red lips and said dissatisfiedly: "Aunt Luo, why do you want to beat me up and spoil my good deeds?"
Help fight the mandarin ducks!?
Bad things for you!?
When Luo Zixiang heard Tan Yun's words, his face was full of confusion: "What are you talking about? How old are you?"
Ghost Swordsman and Tan Yun, do they look suitable?
"I don't care." Tan Yun said stubbornly.
Seeing this, Luo Zixiang sighed heavily in his heart. Tan Yun was indeed a disciple of Li Fuzhou, and his stubborn temper was the same as Li Fuzhou's.
At the same time, the Xuanyi Guards who had evacuated the people and people in the world were standing not far away.
"Bian Tou, a master from the Demon Cult is here." A black-robed guard with silver characters pointed at Luo Zixiang and whispered: "It seems that the cultivation level is not low, this might be a big fish."
"Shut up!"
Bian Jingdao slapped him on the head and shouted.
Big fish!?
If others don't know who that person is, how can Bian Jingdao recognize him?
That person was Luo Zixiang of Di Zong, known as the Bloody Hand. Those hands had killed countless martial arts masters, including one Da Tiangang.
"Fortunately, I met Senior Choi Do-hyun and Choi today, otherwise today might be over."
Bian Jingdao had a trace of cold sweat on his forehead, feeling a little lucky in his heart.
An Jing and Cui Daoxian in the distance finally moved.
I saw Cui Daoxian stepping forward, and the supreme sharpness pierced out from his body, and it seemed as if there was a giant sword floating behind his back.
The surging sword intent shot straight into the sky, making people feel chilled in their hearts.
"Is this Cui Daoxian's sword intention? It seems that the sixth realm is not far away." Lou Xiangzhen said to himself after seeing this.
"As expected of a swordsman!"
When Luo Zixiang felt the sword intent, his heart twitched and fear filled his whole body.
Tan Yun was practicing swordsmanship, so he could naturally feel the power and excellence of Cui Daoxian. He couldn't help but clenched his pink fists tightly, his eyes filled with worry.
An Jing stood there, everything around him became a little dark, and then he saw a tomb.
That's a place where swords are buried!
Soon, he saw another tomb, and there were more and more tombs.
Sword Tomb!
It was as if he was already in the sword tomb.
"Buzz!" "Buzz!"
The swords in each sword tomb made an extreme sword roar, as if they were about to rush out of the sword tomb.
"Chi!"
A sharp sword light struck him.
"So fast!"
An Jing raised his brows and drew the evil-suppressing sword in his hand, directly cutting the sharp sword light into pieces.
But the next moment, every tomb erupted, sparking countless sword lights.
The sword light was densely packed, surging, and silent. Each sword light was gray-black, with a sinister death aura and a sharp sword aura.
Choi Do-hyun’s sword intent!
This is the sword intention of the Heavenly Sword that has been in charge of the Sword Tomb for thirty years!
An Jing felt the majestic sword intent, as if facing desolate and lonely sword tombs, full of a sense of powerlessness.
In the eyes of everyone, the giant sword behind Cui Daoxian released a sharp cold energy, while Anjing stood on the spot and retreated backwards, obviously at a disadvantage.
Lou Xiangzhen was the only person present who could understand the situation. When he saw this, he not only shook his head secretly: "Cui Daoxian not only has a sword bone, but also has a good sword mind. His sword power is stronger than that kid's, and his cultivation has the upper hand. He
It’s too difficult to win.”
It's not that An Jing is not strong, it's that Cui Doxian is too strong. If he can be given several years of hard training, he might still have a chance to fight.
Lou Xiangzhen secretly made up his mind, should he take action at the last moment when that kid was defeated?
But then he gave up this plan.
"We can no longer avoid it."
An Jing took a deep breath and turned the Suppressing Evil Sword in his hand.
The two evil-suppressing swords surrounded his body and began to rotate continuously. The sharp sword energy repelled all the sword intent released by the giant sword behind Cui Daoxian.
There were ripples behind it, and then a huge Yin-Yang fish also emerged.
A vast and vast sword intent surged out of his body, and then the surrounding tombs seemed to begin to melt.
What followed was a vast and vast Milky Way starry sky, the sky was mysterious and endless.
"What a broad sword intention."
Cui Daoxian's eyes were slightly startled when he saw the moment when the sword intention emerged.
Sword intention is the understanding and enlightenment of the way of swordsmanship. No one in this world has the same sword intention. You can see a swordsman's swordsmanship from his sword intention.
Cui Daoxian has also seen the sword intent of many top swordsmen, but there is basically no sword intent that is as vast as the sky in front of him.
The more powerful and broad the sword intention is, the slower its sword power will grow, and the more difficult it will be to break through to a higher realm.
The two stood at both ends of the street, with giant swords and Yin-Yang fish floating in the air behind them, shining brightly.
The entire Huangyao Town seems to be divided by two people, each occupying two halves, fighting against each other.
Although neither of them moved, the fierce sword intent raged past, and the entire street became riddled with holes and devastation.
"It's... so terrible!"
"Is this the top swordsman? It's too strong. Even if I practice for three hundred years, I won't be able to reach this level."
"Senior Cui is worthy of his reputation as a swordsman. Even though he is from Zhao, he has to express his admiration."
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Everyone was watching the confrontation between the two, and their hearts were filled with excitement.
If Cui Daoxian wins, then not only will his status as one of the Five Great Sword Immortals become more stable, but if he goes to Yuheng Sword Sect to challenge Lin Yiyang, he will be able to claim the title of the best swordsman in the world.
If the Ghost Swordsman wins, then there will be another terrifying swordsman in the world.
"Click!" "Click!"
The surging sword intent was surging, as if the sword energies were colliding. I saw that the people on the other side of the street could not withstand such terrifying pressure, and even cracked ten feet apart.
This scene is really too terrifying.
The earth could not bear the sword intent of the two men and began to crack.
Bian Jingdao was so frightened that he turned pale and couldn't help but murmured to himself: "If you were in the middle, I'm afraid you would be minced into flesh in an instant..."
"Both of these two are the top swordsman masters in the world. They are really terrifying."
Luo Zixiang's eyes showed a trace of astonishment, and then he said to himself: "No, I want to take Tan Yun and leave quickly. I can't put my fate on the Ghost Swordsman."
Thinking of this, Luo Zixiang looked at Tan Yun, who was concentrating so much that he didn't dare to blink.
"Xiao Tan Yun."
"What?"
Tan Yun was very nervous, his breathing became somewhat disordered, and his eyes were fixed on An Jing's figure.
"sorry."
Luo Zixiang lightly slashed Tan Yun's neck with his knife. Tan Yun's eyesight went dark, and then he lost all consciousness.
"let's go!"
Luo Zixiang hugged Tan Yun and flew away into the distance.
"Whoosh whoosh!"
When the masters of the Demon Sect's Earth Sect saw this, they quickly followed him and disappeared into the dilapidated streets in the blink of an eye.
Bian Jingdao could only hide in the distance and watch carefully, not daring to show his anger, for fear that Luo Zixiang would find him and take care of this little miscellaneous fish.
"Boss, they're gone." After dozens of breaths after the master of the Demon Cult had left, a silver-lettered boss said slowly.
Bian Jingdao breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Forget it, just leave. At least our lives are saved."
I am lucky to be alive today.
At this moment, the confrontation between An Jing and Cui Daoxian has reached a fever pitch.
The collision of sword intentions caused the scene in front of them to collapse.
An Jing felt that his eyes had become extremely blurry, as if he would faint at any time.
Cui Daoxian also felt uncomfortable, his face was very pale, his hand holding the sword was trembling, and he had reached an extreme state.
"I have been at the Sword Tomb for thirty years, studied swordsmanship for fifty years, and taught thousands of swordsmen. Fortunately, I have been appreciated by swordsmen all over the world, and I have been named a swordsman. For this name today, I will break your sword intention."
Cui Daoxian shouted loudly, and the sword energy of the giant sword surged, turning into a continuous and imperceptible tide, and rushed towards Anjing in a mighty manner.
The sky is dark and the earth is dark, and the sun and moon have no light.
He, Cui Daoxian, has been in charge of the sword tomb for thirty years, and today he goes out to test the sword. How could he be willing to die before leaving the army?
"Why."
Lou Xiangzhen sighed softly when he saw this.
Seeing this scene, he knew that An Jing was defeated.
"Senior Cui, Senior Cui, why don't you win earlier?"
Bian Jingdao, however, felt mixed, whether he was happy or sad. Even though Cui Dao was clearly victorious, the Demon Cult demon was also taken away.