An Jing watched the golden torrent coming, his eyes narrowed slightly, and then he stepped forward, the sea of ââââqi exploded, and countless zhen qi danced wildly, as if to crowd An Jing's meridians.
The surrounding infuriating energy swarmed in, forming a purple vortex with Anjing as the center.
Then, like an eternal river, these true energies all converged on the blade of the Anjing Dulu Sword.
The Dulu Sword shines brightly, and then a giant sword appears in the sky and earth, crossing all directions.
Guiyi Sword Technique! Flying Immortal with the Sword!
An Jing looked at the surging golden torrent indifferently, and slashed forward with the Dulu Sword in his hand, and immediately the giant sword fell from the sky like a surging force.
This sword has reached the peak that An Jing can reach.
At this time, all the light in the world seemed to have disappeared, and all the light was concentrated on this sword.
The masters below the Grandmaster realm around Bashan seemed to know that the aftermath would be terrifying, and they all ran away into the distance.
The masters and masters present gathered the true energy in their bodies and resisted in front of them with extremely solemn expressions.
The next moment in the sky, the sword energy and the golden river collided fiercely, and the whole world was shaken.
Time seemed to have frozen at this moment.
Then the whole world began to shake. Bashan was shaking violently, rocks kept rolling down, and even some mountains began to break.
I don't know how much time passed before the terrifying wave of true energy spread to the surrounding area.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
When the terrifying wave of zhenqi bombarded me, I saw that the zhenqi barrier gathered by the masters was like tissue paper, shattered instantly, and then I felt severe pain in my chest. I couldn't help but feel sweet in my mouth, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
out.
The wind formed was like a sharp blade, and no grass grew where it passed.
The two people in the center are even more powerful, with black and white thunder and lightning emerging from them, making people feel fearful in their hearts.
"Zong Zhenghua Chun!?"
Seeing this thunder and lightning, many people gathered their gazes. Apparently Zongzheng Huachun was not defeated, but was still preparing for the second round of offensive.
Suddenly, the giant sword appeared in the storm again, rushing forward against the thunder and lightning.
Buzz!
I saw only the black and white thunder and lightning, which was like a world-destroying thunderbolt, lighting up the entire world, and finally the thunder and lightning struck fiercely downward.
Boom! Boom!
The thunder and lightning seemed to pierce the void, and finally fell heavily on the giant sword.
The deafening roar resounded again, and then everyone felt an indescribable terrifying wave sweeping away. Even ordinary soldiers who were far away were still shocked to the point of ruptured eardrums, and blood continued to flow out.
boom!
The earth was trembling and collapsing. In just a few breaths, a deep black hole measuring several feet wide appeared in the vast and boundless land below. Huge cracks spread out like spiders on the edge of the black hole.
Countless people looked at this scene in front of them, and the beating speed of their hearts suddenly increased.
The giant sword continued to move forward without any pause, and the thick thunder and lightning was directly split into two, turning into misty blue smoke and floating directly into the air.
At the same time, the brilliance created by the Snow Mountain Sacred Body Technique behind Zongzheng Huachun was gradually dissipating.
"The Ghost Swordsman wins!?"
Congyue stood behind the Lord of the Southern Barbarians. When he stabilized his body, his eyes immediately looked at the place where the blue light and sword light intertwined, and his eyes were full of surprise.
Not only Cong Yue, but everyone raised their heads and stared straight ahead. They seemed eager to know the outcome of this battle.
Seeing this, the Lord of the Southern Barbarians whispered: "It seems that the Ghost Swordsman really won in the end."
Today's battle was definitely the strongest master showdown he had ever seen, and it simply amazed him.
Starting from today, the war between the Three Kingdoms and the Yan Dynasty will probably end completely, and the Jin Dynasty will be in ruins, and even the entire prairie will be included in the territory of the Yan Dynasty.
As the situation in the world changes drastically, the name of Ghost Swordsman will once again shock the whole world.
Luo Chongyang breathed a sigh of relief, "It's over."
Xiao Qianqiu's brows relaxed slightly, then frowned again.
Whispers gradually sounded around Bashan, and all the masters present had different expressions. Compared to the panic of many masters of Houjin, many masters of the Demon Sect showed a hint of ecstasy.
Thinking back to the time when the Hou Jin Iron Cavalry broke through the Dongluo Pass, the Demon Sect had no choice but to retreat to the territory of Dayan. Countless Demon Sect members were turned into Jingguan.
Lin's glimmer of hope was now finally avenged.
All the martial arts masters around Bashan have different expressions.
The smoke and dust that swept the sky gradually dispersed, and An Jing's figure gradually appeared.
He was seen holding the Dulu Sword, looking forward with furrowed brows, and some masters could clearly find that his hand holding the sword was shaking, and then a ray of blood flowed down the tiger's mouth to the tip of the sword.
"this!?"
When the wandering beggar saw this, he couldn't help but exclaimed: "It doesn't seem to be as simple as imagined!"
Zhao Qingmei stretched out her palm, two rays of silver light emerged, and the pair of Yuanyang swords appeared in her palm.
Others were very puzzled when they saw this scene.
As the smoke and dust continued to disperse, Zongzheng Huachun's figure also appeared, and the Muchen Bead was seen releasing a faint light, rotating around him continuously. This light was the Qi of the Sun.
True Yuan!
If you look carefully, it is the true energy that is about to reach Yang Qi. The true energy is extremely powerful and is dozens of times purer than the true energy. This true energy is one of the hallmarks of the great master.
The Lord of the Southern Barbarians opened his pupils and said in horror: "Grand Master!?"
What!?
Not only this top expert in the world today, but all the experts present were like a bolt from the blue, their minds went blank.
"Great Grandmaster!? Zongzheng Huachun is the Great Grandmaster?"
"Oh my God! Holy Master Houjin has broken through to the Grand Master level?"
"Could it be that he has been hiding his clumsiness before and is this his true cultivation?"
After the shock, the voices of discussion around Bashan surged like a volcanic eruption.
Everyone's expressions were one of extreme astonishment and disbelief.
Who would have thought that Zongzheng Huachun's true cultivation level was not a Five Qi Grandmaster, but a real Grand Master.
Although there is only one word difference between Grandmaster and Grandmaster, in the eyes of the world, there is a huge difference.
The Grand Master is a terrestrial god. Not only does his true energy transform into true essence, his strength is greatly increased. He has the ability to reach the ends of the earth and reach the heavens and the earth. He can also extend his life by three hundred years.
The Five Qi Masters are figures of an era, but the Great Master is a figure in history.
One is a grain of sand and the other is a mountain.
There is almost no comparison between the two.
Although Zongzheng Huachun got a ray of thought from the spirit of the earth, everyone thinks that Zongzheng Huachun is still at the peak of the five qi. After all, there is still a huge gap between the master and the grand master, and it is not so easy.
Stepping out.
But at this moment, Zongzheng Huachun showed the cultivation level of a great master. It is impossible to deceive others. This scene shocked everyone present, including the Lord of the Southern Barbarians, Xiao Qianqiu, Luo Chongyang, You Beggar, and the owner of Bibo Island.
Waiting for a master in the world.
The owner of Bibo Island sighed softly and said: "It seems that the Ghost Swordsman is going to be defeated."
Although he was convinced that the Ghost Swordsman could win and put huge pressure on Black Ice Platform, there was basically no possibility of defeating the Grand Master at the Grand Master level.
Xiao Qianqiu took a deep breath, and then said in a deep voice: "Zongzheng Huachun has hidden it so deeply. It seems that this is his biggest trump card."
Everyone thought that the spirit of the earth veins in the Muchen Pearl was Zongzheng Huachun's trump card, and Zongzheng Huachun also knew that everyone thought so, so his trump card kept changing without any new tricks. Originally, this trump card was already
He is very powerful, who would have thought that breaking through the shackles would be his trump card.
Yu Qiurong lost her voice and said: "Zongzheng Huachun is actually a master in the Grand Master realm?"
Duanmu Xinghua, Ouyang Ping, Lin Tianhai and other masters of the Demon Sect also had very ugly expressions. After all, who would have thought that Zongzheng Huachun could hide so deeply.
The wandering beggar closed his eyes and said softly: "I'm afraid it will be difficult now."
This was said very euphemistically, but everyone knew that An Jing's hope of winning had become slim. After all, there was a huge gap between a great master and a master master.
Suddenly the situation reversed again.
Zongzheng Huachun looked at An Jing's expression and said calmly: "It seems you are not very surprised?"
He really wanted to see a trace of surprise and a trace of panic in the swordsman's expression, but the eyes of the swordsman in front of him were as cold as the sword in his hand, without any emotion.
"Very surprised."
An Jing wiped the blood from the tiger's mouth with his sleeve robe and said: "I didn't expect you to be able to reach the realm of the Grand Master. I guess it was the effect of the Muchen Bead and the spirit of the earth's veins."
Zongzheng Huachun is the top Five Qi Grandmaster, and he is not far away from the Grand Master, but it is still very difficult to break through the Grand Master. Zongzheng Huachun is able to break through to the Grand Master, obviously relying on external forces.
Before Zongzheng Huachun could speak, An Jing continued: "And it hasn't been long since you broke through to the Grand Master, right?"
"What you said is correct, but so what?"
Zongzheng Huachun laughed and said: "The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. This is the eternal law of history and no one can change it."
An Jing nodded and said: "Yes, the winner is king and the loser is the enemy, but it seems that the winner has not been determined yet."
Zongzheng Huachun looked at An Jing for a long time before he said, "I admire a kind of person very much in my life."
An Jing asked: "That kind of person?"
Zongzheng Huachun said: "Those who dream of a mayfly shaking a big tree."
As he spoke, the energy rolled like waves and moved towards Anjing in front of him, continuously and endlessly.
Just the rolling of this Qi machine seems to have the effect of breaking mountains and breaking rocks.
Everyone in the world felt as if there was a dark cloud hanging over their heads, weighing down everyone as if they couldn't breathe.
"Then today I will show you how a mayfly can shake a big tree."
After An Jing finished speaking, he raised the Dulu Sword in his hand, and the huge sword light swept across the world, sweeping away the energy that invaded his side.
He knew that when facing a master of the Grand Master's level, he had to take the lead and seize the opportunity.
Zong Zhenghua Chun waved his sleeves and robe, and the powerful true energy turned into beams of light and enveloped Anjing.
Kick-kick-kick-kick!
This true energy beam seemed to form a storm, terrifying and airtight.
An Jing gave a cold shout, and dazzling starlight erupted around his body. The Dulu Sword, wrapped in the billowing cold air, rushed towards the True Essence Light Pillar.
Bang bang bang bang bang!
The true energy mixed with the true energy collided, forming storms that swirled around the heaven and earth.
An Jing's body stood proudly, standing in the center of the storm, and the Great Zhoutian Star Body Refining Technique formed a layer of golden light.
When the storm hit the mask, it was like a glacier hitting magma, and it immediately melted.
Then the sword in An Jing's hand continued to strike forward.
Countless icy purple cold waves suddenly appeared on Bashan Mountain. Its coverage was so wide that it almost enveloped the entire top of Bashan Mountain, coming quickly like a powerful and surging river tide.
Zong Zhenghua Chun stood unmoving on the spot, raising his hand and holding up the Muchen Pearl in his hand, standing in the cold wave like an unshakable rock.
An Jing swung his sword again, and another sharp sword light came out of the sword blade.
I saw An Jing swinging his sword non-stop, and the rolling cold wave seemed like the never-ending waves of the river, one after another, endless.
Even the sky above was dyed purple by the endless cold light.
This purple cold wave is majestic and magnificent, and it is the avenue of panic.
I saw sword light coming one after another. The Dulu Sword, the best sword in the world, had been brought into full play in An Jing's hands. The sharp energy was spitting out, making people feel their scalp numb.
An ordinary five-qi master might not be able to withstand An Jing's three swords, but how many swords did An Jing fire at this moment?
His Dantian seems to be inexhaustible, one sword after another, this is the real offensive that never stops.
Only a peerless mental method such as the "Anonymous Heart Sutra" could insist An Jing to squander his true energy in such a large amount.
But the sword light was still unable to break through the light shield around Zongzheng Huachun, especially now with the blessing of the Muchen Bead, it became even more indestructible.
It wasn't until An Jing wielded the 132nd sword that Zongzheng Huachun slowly took a step forward.
With one step, all things come into being.
The Zhiyang Qi around Zongzheng Huachun was so strong that he slapped his palm on the Muchen Bead. Suddenly a roaring sound came and went, and then the Zhiyang Qi became more like a circle.
The ripples of the water circle spread out into the distance.
The circles of Zhiyang Qi easily blocked the spreading sword Qi.
An Jing's eyes turned cold, and he slapped the Dulu Sword in his hand.
quick!
The Du Lu Sword brought out the ultimate cold light, and exploded into an astonishing storm of Qi. The Qi Qi filled the air crazily, and the Du Lu Sword also made a swish sound, and rushed out with an indescribable speed.
I saw the void in front of me tear open, like a glass lens produced in the far west, shattering inch by inch. This sword light seemed to be the light that broke through the darkness.
Before the sword light arrived, Zongzheng Huachun's pupils were already clenched and he felt a stinging pain coming from the center of his eyebrows, and the Ten Directions Art began to operate automatically.
But his body seemed to be frozen, and he couldn't escape from this flying sword.
"The sword-controlling skills and the Hundred-Step Flying Sword are really amazing!" Xiao Qianqiu whispered.
This move can be regarded as the famous move of Ghost Swordsman, and it is famous all over the world.
But then, an unbelievable scene appeared. The Muchen Bead in Zongzheng Huachun's hand was filled with the Yang Qi spreading forward.
The cold light around the Dulu Sword seemed to begin to melt away, and even the speed of the Dulu Sword began to slow down, and the speed became slower and slower. The Dulu Sword, which was originally as fast as lightning, was now as slow as the masters present.
They could all see it clearly until they finally stopped in front of the Muchen Bead.
"Go back!"
Zongzheng Huachun's body qi vibrated, and a domineering counterattack force suddenly came from the Muchen Bead.
"call out!"
The Dulu Sword quickly flew back, leaving waves of energy in the air.
When An Jing stretched out his hand, the Du Lu Sword flew back into his palm, and a burst of Yang Qi suddenly flowed into his body along with the Du Lu Sword.
Suddenly, a burning feeling surged into his heart. If an ordinary master was invaded by such a huge amount of Yang Qi, he would be burned. An Jing took three steps back and ran the "Nameless Heart Sutra" to fully absorb the Yang Qi.
eliminate.
"It's too strong! Zongzheng Huachun has broken through the Grand Master, and he also has rare treasures like the Muchen Pearl in his hand. He is really too strong."
"There is already a slight gap between the two, and the balance of victory has tilted towards Zongzheng Huachun."
"It seems that Hou Jin is really going south to devour the great swallows."
"Who could have imagined that today's battle would be like this?"
Seeing that An Jing failed to make any progress despite repeated attempts, and was even forced to retreat by Zongzheng Huachun, almost everyone expected the final outcome.
In this flash of lightning, Zongzheng Huachun continued his offensive.
He stretched out his hands with an expressionless face, and a series of mantras were silently recited from his mouth. The Yang Qi from the Muchen Bead in his hand was like a downpour of ocean water.
boom---!
Zongzheng Huachun stepped on the wave of Yang Qi, carrying an unparalleled domineering power, like an emperor walking in the world and ruling the world.
Then the Yang Qi gathered together, forming a powerful shadow.
An indescribable sense of oppression pervaded the air, as if even Nabashan was trembling slightly because of Zongzheng Huachun.
The Demon Cult and others in the distance looked at this scene, but their expressions changed, and there was a deep look of fear in their eyes.
"Is this the strength of the Grand Master?" Duanmu Xinghua took a breath and said in a difficult voice, with indescribable fear on his face.
At this moment, the wave formed by the Yang Qi is still brewing, but it gives people a frightening and unstoppable power, as if if it breaks out, the world will collapse immediately.
A shadow appeared behind Zongzheng Huachun, reaching hundreds of feet high into the sky. With a little touch in his hand, it was like a god coming personally.
Everyone looked at Zong Zheng Huachun's back, their expressions were slightly condensed.
In that dazed moment, everyone seemed to see something horrifying in Zongzheng Huachun.
Then the surging Yang Qi was like a flood that had been released, rushing towards Anjing crazily.
boom!
A shocking explosion resounded in the sudden rays of Yang Qi. A terrifying force of Qi poured out crazily, and the ground instantly shattered.
"The Ghost Swordsman is dead."
A sound of relief came out from Naji Rentai's mouth at this moment. He looked at the field with bright eyes. At that moment, he clearly felt that Zongzheng Huachun's attack fell on
On An Jing's body.
An attack of that level, no matter how strong An Jing is, will definitely result in serious injury or even death. This duel has already concluded.
An Jing is really too strong!
It's so powerful that it can suffocate even the masters present!
If Zongzheng Huachun hadn't hidden this skill, he might not have been able to defeat the Ghost Swordsman.
When Ji Rentai said those words, Qiu Lun's expression on the other side also dimmed.
Under the Grand Master's full blow, even An Jing was unable to parry it. Even if he could survive the attack, what chance would he have of winning?
"It's over!"
Yu Qiurong's face turned pale and she paused for breath.
You Beggar, Duanmu Xinghua, Ouyang Ping and others clasped their hands and locked their eyes tightly on the Qi Storm. Is this really the end?
Lin Tianhai, Yi Daoyun and others also looked unwilling.
It's not that An Jing is not strong, it's because Zongzheng Huachun in front of him is really too strong.
If the Ghost Swordsman loses, it will be a huge blow to Dayan, and it will be a cruel blow to the Demon Sect.
"Sure enough, it's still a bit worse?" Luo Chongyang said with regret as he bowed.
The Ghost Swordsman was the one who gave him more surprises and hopes. He saw too many incredible and unbelievable things in the Ghost Swordsman.
But this time, he didn't seem to be able to perform his miracle again.
Only Zhao Qingmei's eyes were cold, and she tightly held the two mandarin duck knives in her hands.
In the distance of Bashan, the hip-hop Buddha calmly watched this scene with his hands folded, and said calmly: "It seems that the poor monk will take action in the end."
No one knows that there is still a great master of the world hiding here at this moment.
"Even if Zhao Zhiwu is alive, he is no longer my opponent now, let alone you?"
On top of Bashan, Zongzheng Huachun looked at the place where the qi was raging with a smile on his face, then shook his head, turned around and walked away. He had absolute confidence in his attack.
The Ghost Swordsman is dead, so what if he has practiced the Great Zhou Tianxing Body Refining Art of the Great Zhou Dynasty royal family?
With his full strength attack, coupled with rare treasures like the Muchen Bead, even ordinary great masters would find it difficult to resist, while Five Qi masters like An Jing would certainly die.
Tom! Tom!
However, at the moment he turned around, where the qi machine was raging, there was suddenly the sound of subtle and low footsteps. This kind of footsteps made Zongzheng Huachun's body suddenly freeze, and then he looked expressionless
Turning around slowly, his eyes narrowed and he looked at the sky machine, with a hint of disbelief in his eyes.
Not only Zongzheng Huachun, but all the masters around Bashan felt their hearts skip a beat at this moment, holding their breaths and looking at the intertwined sky.
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