With a single word, the atmosphere of the scene suddenly became extremely tense.
In Taifeng City, all the cultivators raised their eyes and looked at the fifth heaven, and they all heard Mo Wangchen's words clearly.
The Holy Son of Tianlan, Jiang Jiuyun, possesses the reverse bloodline and is the true top king among the younger generation of the four realms in the world.
In this assessment, many people said that he had the best chance of winning the championship.
This was supposed to be a potentially powerful enemy that no one wanted to provoke, but at this moment, Mo Wangchen came to the front of Holy Son Tianlan.
"Do you think you can kill me?"
Mo Wangchen's words did not anger Holy Son Tianlan, but instead made him laugh uncontrollably.
"How will you know if you don't try?" Mo Wangchen also smiled, his face as real as a mountain.
"Huhuhu..."
However, just as his voice fell, a strong wind suddenly blew up in the field.
Dust was flying, and then, behind Mo Wangchen, a figure in black walked slowly over.
That was a man holding a sword. He was like a sword, sharp and sharp. A great power of the sword radiated from his body. It gave people the feeling that he was just like this young man in black, who was born with the sword. He no longer belongs to human beings, but to others.
It's a real sharp sword!
"If you want to kill the Holy Son, you must first pass my level."
The man walked forward with his sword in hand, and finally reached a place five steps away from Mo Wangchen. Although his voice was soft, it gave people an extremely cold feeling, making the void in this area become much colder.
"Who is this person?"
In Taifeng City, everyone obviously noticed the man in black who appeared, and doubts appeared on many people's faces.
In their impression, almost all famous people in the four realms of the world can be recognized and named.
But the man in black looked a little strange. What was important was that the sharpness on the other man's body was as if his whole body had turned into a sword. This shows that his swordsmanship is extremely high, and he is probably not as good as the sword of Tianwu Holy Land.
!
"Could he be the legendary Ghost Sword Liu Haoran?!"
A Northern Wilderness cultivator exclaimed, with a look of extreme surprise on his face.
"Ghost Sword Liu Haoran?"
When the others heard this, their faces became even more curious. Apparently they had never heard of this title or name.
"Ghost Sword Liu Haoran? Such a person really exists?" An old man who came from the Northern Wilderness also exclaimed and couldn't help but speak.
"It is rumored that Holy Son Tianlan has been secretly cultivating a group of geniuses. They are called ghost servants and are extremely terrifying killing machines. Over the years, Yu has secretly solved many problems for Holy Son Tianlan, among which he is the most famous.
One person is Liu Haoran, who has a quick sword in his hand and is like a saint, and has a charming figure. Over the years, most of the proud men who have died in the Northern Wilderness have died in the hands of Liu Haoran."
"And its technique is so clean and neat that no trace of it can be found, so it is called the Ghost Sword!"
In Beihuang, many cultivators spoke up. It was obvious that they had all heard of the name Liu Haoran.
But this is only a secret existence after all. Over the years, he has almost never really appeared in the eyes of the world, so this is a rumored character.
"Even now, you still don't dare to fight me?"
The appearance of Liu Haoran made Mo Wangchen frown slightly. He did not look back at him, but kept his eyes on Holy Son Tianlan.
Hearing these words, Holy Son Tianlan shook his head, "I, Jiang Jiuyun, have been invincible all my life and have never been afraid of fighting. It's not that I don't dare, but in my opinion, you are still not qualified to let me take action."
"Do you think he can stop me?" Mo Wangchen turned his head slightly and glanced at Liu Haoran behind him with his peripheral vision.
Holy Son Tianlan smiled, "Haoran has been with me since he was a child. I know his growth well over the years. I heard that you once defeated the leader of the Seven Swords of the Eastern Wilds Tianwu. In my opinion, if Haoran is the same as that
When swords come into contact, it only takes three moves at most to kill the opponent."
"oh?"
Hearing these words, Mo Wangchen couldn't help but be surprised. Although Jian Yi was not a genius at the level of the Holy Son, he was definitely a first-rate master below the Holy Son. How could this Liu Haoran be so powerful?
Killing Jianyi within three swords, if it wasn't the boast of Holy Son Tianlan, it would be enough to show that Liu Haoran's swordsmanship is indeed beyond imagination.
"In this fifth heaven, our cultivation has been promoted to the fifth level of the Ancient God Realm. If we fight in the same realm, I think I am invincible, let alone him. Even if the opponent is you, I will not be afraid." After being surprised,
Mo Wangchen's face soon became relieved again, and as he spoke, an extremely confident light erupted in his eyes.
Being invincible in the same situation is by no means just talk.
Mo Wangchen is well aware of the power of the Divine King's body, not to mention that he has attainments far beyond ordinary people in all aspects of swordsmanship and formations.
The most important thing is that on his body, there is the real holy object of the Everlasting Mountain, the Divine Pen!
Regardless of Liu Haoran or his reverse bloodline, everything will end here today.
"Throughout the ages, no one dares to claim to be invincible. Although I haven't experienced much in the world, this is the first time I've heard of someone as confident as you."
Before Holy Son Tianlan could speak, Liu Haoran's cold voice came from behind Mo Wangchen. At the same time, a sharp and sharp aura became stronger on his body, and his whole person seemed to have turned into a real weapon.
The divine sword is about to be unsheathed.
"Buzz!"
Suddenly, the void shook, and the infinite and majestic sword force completely erupted. The Daotian Sword appeared in Mo Wangchen's hand. He suddenly turned around and slashed down with the sword. The monstrous sword force swept across like a wave, covering his entire body and heading towards him.
Liu Haoran swept away.
"Let me see how capable you are of killing Jianyi within three moves." Mo Wangchen activated the sea of gods, and his fifth-level ancient god realm strength was brought to its peak.
"Bah!"
The sword light flashed past, and the sword in Liu Haoran's hand was unsheathed. Suddenly, the sword force filling the world became more terrifying, and the entire sky lost its color at this moment.
An invisible power of artistic conception was integrated into the sword. Liu Haoran immediately activated the sword's intention without reservation. This was his usual style. As a killing machine in the dark, Liu Haoran never underestimated his enemy.
Even if he wants to assassinate a fairyland figure who is under the divine realm, he will use all his strength within the first time to ensure that everything is correct!
"Kakaka..."
At the moment when the sword intention was activated, Mo Wangchen's sword struck, and the overwhelming sword energy formed was immediately disintegrated and collapsed.
"kill!"
Liu Haoran shouted coldly, and flew out like a ghost, actively approaching Mo Wangchen. His speed was so fast that people couldn't see his figure clearly, leaving behind a series of afterimages wherever he passed.