"By the way, is this interesting?" On the tree, Sweet's spirit perked up slightly, and now he became interested in paying attention to this place.
"Is this the way of swordsmanship? Well, I finally met an opponent. It's getting more and more interesting. Sure enough, I came here right." In another direction, among the crowd, Lu Ge raised the corner of his mouth and showed an interested smile.
The Shensuan Sect was sweating profusely. He held the martial arts competition to hand over the treasure map in front of everyone in the world so that the Shensuan Sect could survive the disaster. Who knew it would turn into this?
The martial arts tournament hasn't even started yet, and they're about to start a fight.
"Qiang!"
Wan Mo moved his wrist, pulled out the long sword from behind, and unsheathed the blade. What they saw was the black flame burning on the blade!
How is that possible? Many people were shocked.
Zhang Cheng understood, however, that it was caused by the materialization of internal force. How terrifying!
"Zhao Yeji, when the battle breaks out later, you and I will work together to protect the others." Zhang Cheng whispered to Zhao Yeji next to him.
"Be careful!"
"This old monster is too powerful!"
"Compared to the past, it's not at the same level. Ten Thousand Demons really lives up to its name, and its cultivation is unparalleled."
Everyone from Cangtian, Fengleimen, Wang Xizhi, Huashan Sect, Tianmo Palace, etc. are ready. Bring up your inner strength and show your strength.
Ten thousand demons vs everyone.
It can be said that one person is challenging the entire world.
"Brother!"
The head of Wanjian Sect, Wan Wuying, also looked bad. It was not that he was worried about his senior brother, but that his senior brother was so domineering, which would damage the reputation and prestige of Wanjian Sect.
To become the number one sect in the world, you not only need to be strong, but also need to be recognized by the world. And prestige is a must.
"The Balrog is unsheathed!"
One of the top ten divine swords of contemporary times, Balrog, appeared.
With his appearance, the momentum of the demons increased again, and the surrounding air seemed to explode.
"puff!"
People with slightly inferior skills vomited blood and fell down.
"Run quickly!"
The people who were joining in the fun in the distance had faces full of fear. They pushed each other and scrambled to escape in the distance.
Zhang Cheng's eyes were like lightning and his inner strength was surging. He was ready to fight with all his strength.
Wang Xizhi's face was solemn and he raised his hands!
Other top experts from all walks of life are also ready to take action together, including the divine fortune teller, and all the leaders are going all out.
"Everyone, let's go!" Yi Zining shouted, his palms glowing with light.
brush!
At this moment, the sword hand of the Flame Demon God raised and lowered his sword.
"Wait a minute!" Wang Xizhi suddenly shouted loudly, causing everyone to stop.
As the Flame Demon Sword fell, a black sword light more than a kilometer long suddenly appeared. Under the horrified gazes, the black sword light did not fall on everyone, but flew towards the distant mountains.
boom!
There was a loud noise, and the mountain was split into a thousand-meter-long sword ditch, which penetrated from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the mountain.
The terrifying lethality made everyone tremble.
Infinite power!
"Gulu, if this sword falls into the crowd, how many people will die?"
The people at the scene were shocked and stunned. Some people swallowed a big mouthful of saliva and said.
"I have long heard that martial arts practiced to the extreme will have incredible lethality. Now I finally know. It's so scary!"
"What a terrible swordsmanship!"
"Wan Mo, how far has your cultivation level reached?"
"Maybe Yan Wudi, the number one supreme sword god in China, is no longer a match for us."
Everyone was talking a lot.
Cangtian, Yi Zining and Zhuang Zhu looked at each other, each seeing shock and deep fear in the other. They hadn't seen each other for decades, he was too strong. The sword just now was obviously not his full strength.
What a terrifying lethality! Zhang Cheng thought, feeling deeply fearful in his heart.
In mid-air, Ten Thousand Demons made a clanging sound, and the divine sword returned to its sheath. Immediately, it fell to the ground from mid-air.
"Senior Wan, thank you for showing mercy." Wang Xizhi cupped his hands and said.
"It's not that I'm merciless, I just don't want to be known as bullying a group of juniors. Although I, Wan Mo, am not a good person, I am not that kind of trash either." Wan Mo replied coldly, "In short, the result is the same, just
Waiting to see you in the martial arts competition arena."
After a pause, Wan Mo turned his head and said to the divine fortune teller: "I have long heard that the divine fortune tellers of all ages have divined fortunes, been one step ahead of others, and have excellent strategies. Today I have learned it personally. You actually invited him here. It seems that
You had foreseen it. You said so, Yan Wudi. Why don't you come out and meet your old friend?"
Yan is invincible!
As soon as these words came out, there was a huge sensation.
The most supreme being in China, the Sword God, Yan Wudi is here. You must know that he is known as the most supreme being in China and the patron saint of China. He has an extraordinary and lofty status in the whole of China. In the Chinese arena, he has an almost god-like status.
status.
"I was invited by the divine fortune teller. But what I didn't expect was that you, Wan Mo, would also come. I knew you wouldn't die so easily." A voice came from the direction of the divine fortune teller, including Zhang Cheng, everyone
Turning around and looking up, he saw a man standing on the balcony on the top floor of the tallest building in Shensuanmen. He was dressed in a green shirt and looked like a middle-aged man. Behind him, there was a man Zhang Cheng knew, who was Yan Qingcheng's father.
, Yan Chengshu.
"Yan Wudi, you!" Wan Mo saw the drastic change in Yan Wudi's face. He and Yan Wudi were from the same era. Wan Mo was already in his old age and had relatively few wrinkles on his face, but he was obviously an old man. However, Yan Wudi had not aged.
On the contrary, he is getting younger and younger, looking like a middle-aged man.
This shocked Wan Mo.
People who knew certain things were also shocked. Yan Wudi looked like an old man when he appeared in public more than ten years ago, but now he has become so young.
"Return to nature! Have you already entered that realm?" Wan Mo gritted his teeth, his hands trembling unconsciously.
"Not yet, but soon, just a little chance." Yan Wudi said.
"In the secular world, you have already taken that step. At that time, you can't say that you are a martial arts practitioner. Even outside the secular world, you are considered a number one person. Yan Wudi, you are really terrible, you deserve it
You are my fierce rival in this life. I am afraid there is no one in this world who can rival you." Yan Mo clenched his fists and said unwillingly.
"Yanmo, it seems that you have been obsessed with swordsmanship these years and don't care about the outside world. To tell you the truth, you underestimate this world too much, and you underestimate the secular world too much. We in this secular world have dared to be enemies with those outside the secular world for so many years without being beaten by them.
Conquest itself speaks for itself." Yan Wudi said from a few dozen meters away, "At least, as far as I know, someone has already taken that step."
"Who? Impossible! I don't believe anyone else can do it besides us. Could it be some old guy abroad?"
Wanmo sneered and didn't believe it at all.
"Senior brother, there really is such a person." Wan Wuying said in a low voice.
"Who?" Wan Mo frowned.
"His name is Sweet. It is said that even Yan Wudi is not his opponent. A few months ago, a monster appeared, and even Yan Wudi is not his opponent." Wan Wuying answered.