Zhao Pu pressed down with a punch, and the giant white tiger shadow roared.
A three-foot radius was filled with the light of sharp swords.
Although it is the style of a fist, it is the shadow of a sword!
The three figures on the opposite side dispersed and faced the sword light from three directions.
Among the three people, one held a short sword, one held a long sword, and one held a black iron fan, which swayed with a clear ghost light.
The three of them, two close and one far away, cooperated with each other and swayed their swords to neutralize Zhao Pu's fist style.
The cultivation level of these three people has not reached the level of Earth Realm, but when faced with Zhao Pu, a strong person in Earth Realm, not only are they not timid, but they face him head-on.
"Stab-"
The young man holding the dagger moved and rushed in front of Zhao Pu. The dagger stabbed out towards Zhao Pu's ribs silently.
The young man holding a long sword also followed closely behind, the sword light in his hand condensed with dazzling light, intending to attract Zhao Pu's attention.
In the distance, the aura of the young man holding the iron fan turned into nothingness, and a long white arrow pointed at Zhao Pu's forehead.
In one breath, they turned from defense to offense. The fighting consciousness of these three people was extremely strong.
Zhao Pu snorted coldly, opened his fisting palm, and the white tiger fist turned into a big sword and fell into his palm.
With the big sword in his hand, his aura soared to the sky!
The old man Xuanyang Wei in black robe turned his head and frowned.
"Zhao Yijia, come back." The female cultivator in the distance shouted loudly.
The young man who approached Zhao Pu and held a dagger stepped back without hesitation.
But Zhao Pu's sword had already been struck down.
This sword, to outsiders, is silent and seems to be an understatement.
In the perception of the young man named Zhao Yijia, it was like the sky was falling.
If this sword hits your body, your muscles and bones will turn into powder!
"Stab-"
The young man holding the long sword stretched his sword forward and blocked Zhao Pu's big sword.
Just when the sword was drawn, his expression changed drastically.
The great sword condensed by Zhao Pu's white tiger hit the long sword, and the immense force caused the long sword to fly out directly.
"Buzz——"
The big sword smashed the long sword away, rolled it back, shattered the long magic sword that was in front of him, and then continued to hit Zhao Yijia, who had just retreated ten feet away.
Zhao Yijia, who was holding a dagger, looked pale and could not retreat even if he wanted to.
The light from the sword in Zhao Pu's hand can definitely kill him before he retreats.
"drink--"
Zhao Yijia shouted loudly, and the shadow of an armored bull appeared on his body, and a green light condensed from the dagger in his hand, facing Zhao Pu's big sword.
"Bang——"
Zhao Pu's big sword hit the green light condensed on the short sword, shattering the green light, and then hit the young man holding the short sword. He slid on the ground and fell back three feet away, hitting a stone pillar.
With one blow, the three strong young men from Zhongzhou were defeated.
Among the group of people on the opposite side, except for the old man who led the group, whose expression remained unchanged, the other eight people all looked solemn.
As the reserve selection elites of Xuanyang Guard, they know their own level.
The three of them worked together to easily deal with the fifth level of Earthly Realm Tongmai.
But the person in front of me today could repel them with one sword.
This kind of fighting power is so tyrannical!
"This is the situation."
"If you despise your opponent, you may have to pay the price with your life."
"If you didn't know that this fellow Taoist from the Jiuxuan Sword Sect had kept his hand, Zhao Yijia, you would have died."
The old man who led the team opposite turned to look at the three young men who took action, and spoke calmly.
After speaking, he looked at Zhao Pu with a smile on his face: "The nine major sects of Western Xinjiang indeed have some background."
"With your ability, even if you come to Zhongzhou, you are considered to be above average among your peers."
As the supervisor of this mission, this old man obviously knows all the sects in Western Xinjiang very well.
Based on Zhao Pu's punch just now, he had already determined that Zhao Pu was from the Jiuxuan Sword Sect.
Zhao Pu raised his eyes to look at the old man who was speaking, and whispered: "Zhongzhou?"
Barriers between heaven and earth make it difficult for people from Zhongzhou to come to Western Xinjiang.
The person in front of me can bring the next generation of disciples here, and his own cultivation level is at least a pill formation.
Zhao Pu was confident that he would fight across the ranks, but Zhongzhou was a strong man and a master of pill formation, so he was not sure.
Seeing Zhao Pu's cautious expression, the old man across from him smiled, waved his hand and said, "The three of you will have a discussion with this fellow Taoist again. This is a rare opportunity."
"This fellow Taoist has just broken through the realm not long ago."
He has just broken through the realm, and he already has such fighting power!
Hearing his words, the three people who had taken action before were even more shocked. They looked at each other and started to move.
Zhao Pu held his left hand behind his back lightly, then released it.
Break through with all your strength.
When Sword Sect disciples perform tasks, they will have some coordinated gestures and marks.
Lin Shen took a step forward and turned to give Han Muye a look.
Han Muye shook his head.
Not to the point where I need to escape.
Besides, who really needs to escape is still uncertain!
He looked at the opposite side and said calmly: "Coach Lin, it's rare to meet a master from Zhongzhou. You should also stretch your muscles."
Move your muscles.
Lin Shen's eyes flashed with sparkle, he nodded, and then strode forward.
The three of them were together before, and it was obvious that Zhao Pu was the strongest, and Lin Shen was more like a guard.
As for Han Muye, he was basically a ignored non-combatant.
At this time, Lin Shen moved forward, and the suppressed aura slowly rose up in his body.
One step, from condensing Qi to building foundation.
In two steps, the breath rushed to the peak of foundation building.
Zhao Pu, who raised his sword in front of him, had surprise in his eyes.
I had known that Lin Shen was hiding his cultivation, but I didn’t expect—
Just thinking of this, his eyes suddenly flashed brightly.
Taking another step, Lin Shen has already shown the aura of the earth!
Territory!
How did Lin Shen, who had been hanging out with the outer sect and wasting his time in Jiange, reach the realm of the underworld?
How can this be!
Zhao Pu, who felt that he had broken through the realm and became the true elite of Sanshizhai, was extremely shocked.
"Nine Mysterious Sword Sect, Lin Shen."
Taking another step, the aura from Lin Shen's body rushed into the fifth level of Tongmai. He raised his hand and slowly pulled out the broken sword from behind, and spoke lightly.
Although the sword was broken, the moment he drew it out, even the old man leading the team across from him narrowed his eyes.
The momentum with which Lin Shen drew his sword was like a mountain!
"The five of you are together. This fellow Taoist has extraordinary swordsmanship, so be careful." The old man in black robe said in a deep voice.
Five people together.
This is the importance attached to Lin Shen.
Not only did he value Lin Shen's cultivation, but he also valued his swordsmanship.
The five young men over there looked at each other, nodded, and flew towards Lin Shen.
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The bright light shines through the cave and stone chamber!
This sword light seemed to split the world in front of me!
The five young men who flew towards them quickly intertwined their auras and sword lights, drawing them together and colliding with the shadows of the big swords.
"boom--"
Lin Shen took a step forward and raised his sword again.
The five young men took a few steps back.
If the five of them had not joined forces, they would have been seriously injured by this sword and would not have been able to escape!
This humble-looking sword-wielding man is actually so much better than the Earth Realm expert just now!
The five people looked solemn, divided into several places, and rushed towards Lin Shen cautiously.
The sword light in Lin Shen's hand reappeared.
A heavy sword strike can still destroy the mountain!
The five young elites from Zhongzhou didn't dare to confront them head-on, so they had no choice but to wander around, unable to get close at all.
In the cave, Zhao Pu and Lin Shen followed the same path in swordsmanship.
One force can defeat cleverness, and one sword can destroy everything.
But Lin Shen's sword light is simpler and more domineering than Zhao Pu's.
Cultivation is also more profound.
Draw tens of thousands of swords to destroy mountains and crack rocks.
It wasn't until his cultivation strength reached the realm that the extraordinary swordsmanship was revealed.
No one dares to stand before a sword!
Han Muye's eyes swept across the field.
The eight young people in Zhongzhou are all at the fifth level of foundation building, and their swordsmanship skills are also outstanding.
After looking at a few moves, Han Muye learned three sets of good swordsmanship.
Dagger swordsmanship, Liufeng swordsmanship.
This swordsmanship is light and agile, each sword move is followed by the sword, and there is no trace of any setback at all.
This swordsmanship is roughly equivalent to that between the Three Mysterious Swordsmanship and the Four Mysterious Swordsmanship of the Jiuxuan Sword Sect.
There are also two swordsmanships, Jianbi and Duanyuan, both of which are Sanxuan level swordsmanship. They have both speed and power and at the same time condense the practitioner's sword aura.
From these three sets of swordsmanship, we can see that Xuanyangwei's swordsmanship system combines calmness and agility.
I don’t know what level this kind of swordsmanship is among the Xuanyang Guards.
After all, Zhongzhou is too far away, and Western Xinjiang knows too little about it.
Looking over, Han Muye showed a smile on his face.
If these eight people were placed among their peers in Western Xinjiang, except for the elites of several major factions, the others would not be opponents at all.
But today, these eight people are afraid that they will be hit.
Lin Shen and Zhao Pu both have strong cultivation bases and superb fighting skills. In this stone room, they can completely outnumber the eight of them.
Han Muye chuckled lightly and turned to look at the old man in black robe. The old man in black robe also turned to look at him.
"The Jiuxuan Sword Sect is the third-ranked sect among the four major sword sects in Western Xinjiang. This swordsmanship and foundation are really solid."
The old man looked at Han Muye and said.
The third among the four major sword sects?
It seems that the information is still lagging behind a bit.
Han Muye smiled, his eyes falling on the sword at the old man's waist: "Wearing darkness, holding on to light."
"The Xuanyang Guards of the Zhongzhou Dynasty are indeed extraordinary."
The understatement made the face of the old man opposite him gradually become serious and serious.
The old man looked around and then turned his attention to Han Muye.
This time, he looked very carefully.
When his eyes fell on the small black sword stuck in the hair on Han Muye's head, his expression was stunned.
"You're the gatekeeper-"
He paused as he spoke, then nodded and said, "It seems that your Jiuxuan Sword Sect really has nothing to do with this place."
Han Muye's eyes fell on the battle group in front, and he said softly: "Senior, we are also here to explore some news."
"Well, there's no need to continue fighting, right?"
Lin Shen and Zhao Pu used their swords to suppress the eight Zhongzhou elites until they lost their temper.
There is no suspense in this battle.
Any more beatings are just looking for abuse, so why bother?
The old man narrowed his eyes and chuckled: "I am very curious, little friend, why are you so calm in front of an Earth Realm Pill Formation practitioner."
As soon as he finished speaking, the old man moved and appeared beside Han Muye.
He raised his hand and pressed Han Muye's shoulder.
Once Han Muye is captured, this battle will truly end.
Just when he raised his arm, the old man's expression changed, his figure flashed, and he took three steps back.
Han Muye held a purple dagger in his left hand. If the old man hadn't retreated quickly just now, the sword would have penetrated his chest and abdomen.
Lower string, reverse.
This counter-trend sword technique can be called a close-quarters stunt.
Back then, Han Muye used this swordsmanship to defeat Qin Yuanhe, a master of the Tailing Sword Sect's realm, with one move.
"Good idea!"
The old man shouted lowly and raised his hand again.
Over there, Zhao Pu and Lin Shen have turned around.
Zhao Pu swept across with his sword, and the sword light exploded, blocking all eight Zhongzhou elites.
"Get out of the way!"
Lin Shen turned around, shouted loudly, and swung out the sword in his hand.
The sword light was like a falling meteorite, whistling and agitating as it hit the black-robed old man.
The old man in black robe raised his hand and waved, and a dark gangsha exploded, blocking Lin Shen's sword.
A strong pill-forming person, a master of Xuanyang Guard in Zhongzhou, his methods are indeed extraordinary.
The moment he was about to take action again, a faint divine soul sword energy rose up from Han Muye's body.
"Senior, do you really want to take action?"
Han Muye spoke calmly.
Behind him, the illusory Soul Sword had a dark halo.