The rolling sword energy rolled out like a demon dragon. In the blink of an eye, it had swallowed up all the purple sun flames of Lu Fengnan and enveloped it. The terrible sword energy broke through the flood waves and swept away instantly.

"What is this sword move? It's so domineering that it swallowed Lu Fengnan's palm power!" All the warriors watching the battle breathed a sigh of relief.

If they faced this sword move, they could imagine that if it were them, they would definitely not be able to break Zhang Kaifeng's terrible sword, because they had never seen such a sword move.

"The winner has been decided." The people watching the game all reached a conclusion.

"I didn't expect that Lu Fengnan, who occupies the 25th place on the talent list, would be defeated by an unknown Zhang Kaifeng." Someone sighed.

"Hehe, this Zhang Kaifeng is just relying on the refining Zhuguo to advance to the realm of refining essence and qi." A woman said disdainfully. She thought she was a admirer of Lu Fengnan, and then said: "Zhang Kaifeng is an unknown boy. How could He De defeat Lu Fengnan? He was just a lucky person."

The man who had just spoken out to Ziyangmen smiled coldly when he heard this, and sneered: "Haha, if it were you, can you break that sword move? I don't know what it means."

"You..." The woman was furious: "How can you not break it, if it were me..."

"How are you?" The man in black said with a playful look on his lips, "Is it just you a waste?"

The man's tone was abrupt, and he suddenly found that the people around him were looking at him with an idiot. In this way, he spoke in front of many martial arts heroes, which immediately changed his expression. If he continued to argue, he would only bring humiliation to himself.

"How could the senior brother be defeated?" On the ship, Wu Hao, the young master of Ziyang Sect, looked in disbelief.

"No, senior brother is in danger!" The big man from Ziyang Sect was shocked. Zhang Kaifeng's sword and demonic flame put Lu Fengnan in danger.

"The Ziyang Sect is defeated again now, and the face is lost." Someone gloated.

However, at this moment, Zhang Kaifeng's expression condensed, and a powerful inner breath burst out. Zhang Kaifeng's sword energy suddenly shrank, and then it surged, and the sword energy like a wild flame was instantly blasted away.

The surging river water seemed to explode, but in fact it was almost the same. You could almost see pebbles at the bottom of the river at that place. The waves soaring into the sky were falling down heavily, revealing the situation there with a buzzing sound.

"hiss!"

Everyone gasped. The true qi of a middle-aged man turned into a protective qi. The fallen river water flowed down from the true qi shield. He dragged Lu Fengnan, who had already fainted with one hand, and lifted the other hand. It was obvious that he had just used one hand to break Zhang Kaifeng's sword energy, which showed his profound skills.

"This person is Li Cang from Ziyang Sect. He didn't expect that he would appear here." Someone frowned.

"An elder of Li Cang Ziyang Sect is extremely protective!"

"Zhang Kaifeng can't get out of here."

“…………….”

"Look! I said that someone can break the sword move of the boy named Zhang after all." The woman showed a look of surprise on her face.

"It's ridiculous. If Zhang Kaifeng's internal strength was as good as that man, the sword just now would not allow Li Cang to take it away." The man in black laughed and said, "It's just you, a slut."

The woman was speechless by the woman in black, turned around angrily and ignored her, while everyone turned their eyes to the river again.

"You are Zhang Kaifeng. Are you disturbing me from practicing me?" The middle-aged man was wearing a fiery red robe. The feeling between his eyebrows was that there was always a fire evil that could not be dissipated, and he looked at Zhang Kaifeng coldly.

"Yes, younger brother Zhang Kaifeng has met his senior, but I don't know when he will disturb his senior's cultivation." Zhang Kaifeng replied in a humble and arrogant manner. At the same time, he also felt that the person in front of him had a deep skill, not inferior to Yang Shen at all.

"Hmph! Didn't you show your power just now?" Li Cang snorted coldly and said, "A little boy from the mountain dares to disrespect me."

"Senior, this is a reversal of right and wrong. I believe you have seen what happened just now, and it is not my fault." Zhang Kaifeng said: "The martial arts heroes present have seen what happened just now. You are arbitrary."

"I only look at the result. Do you think you can escape responsibility? You have to pay the price when doing something wrong." Li Cang was extremely strong. He looked around. No one present dared to speak out, saying, "You hurt my nephew, isn't this the result?"

Zhang Kaifeng was sure that this person was deliberately making things difficult for him, and said without hesitation, "You are trying to force others. It is obviously not my fault. Is this your demeanor as a martial arts senior?"

"Young man is rude!" Li Cang shouted angrily: "My junior is always polite, how can you cause trouble? Kneel down and apologize."

"Don't think about it, Zhang Kaifeng, I, can kneel down to heaven and earth, kneel down to parents, what are you? I respect you as a senior in the martial arts world many times, but you are unreasonable. I want me to kneel down to be your dream of spring and autumn!" Zhang Kaifeng shouted angrily and said coldly: "I have something important to you and will not accompany you!"

"What are you doing!" Zhang Kaifeng found that Li Cang actually blocked his way.

"I hurt my disciple of Ziyang Sect. I think there is no such a cheap thing to leave just now. Go back to Ziyang Sect with me for trial."

"It's funny." Zhang Kaifeng said angrily: "With the laws of the Great Yan Dynasty, do you Ziyang Gate ignore the laws of the king?"

"The Ziyang Gate is the Dharma here, and you can't make the decision."

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Cang stepped across the water and rushed towards Zhang Kaifeng. Li Cang was extremely fast and arrived in the blink of an eye, then his palm was shaken out.

The palm without fancy seemed ordinary, but Zhang Kaifeng suddenly retreated, his right shoulder shook, and the sword behind him made a sound of sword, and the sword on his shoulder shot out a sword energy.

"The trick of the devil is vulnerable." Li Cang sneered and disdained. He fiddled with one hand, and as if space appeared in his palm, he condensed his sword energy and threw it to the side.

A sound suddenly broke out on the river surface. Li Cang's speed did not decrease, and he had already arrived in front of Zhang Kaifeng, turning his palm into a fist, and a force of fist suddenly exploded in front of Zhang Kaifeng.

The terrifying energy was as fierce as fire, sweeping over Zhang Kaifeng in an instant. With a muffled groan, Zhang Kaifeng was swept away by the energy. His whole body had become oblique, and his back was already very close to the water surface and almost fell into the water. However, Li Cang's figure suddenly appeared at the height of Zhang Kaifeng and was stepping towards him. This was naked contempt.

Zhang Kaifeng was furious. Li Cang was deliberately trying to capture him, but also wanted to humiliate him fiercely. His left palm condensed his strength and slapped him suddenly on the water surface. With the force of recoiling, Zhang Kaifeng's body spiraled, and he was like a tumbler who held his body and rushed upwards. His whole body seemed to be united with the sword. Li Cang's eyes shrank. He was too confident and never thought that Zhang Kaifeng would respond so quickly. This sword instead made him fall into danger. Facing this sword, Li Cang decisively tilted his chin to avoid the sword, but half of his beard was cut off. Li Cang, who was shocked and angry, then slapped his palm.

Zhang Kaifeng, who instantly changed the situation of the battle with one sword, was concentrated. When the sword failed to stab, he had already changed his moves in the air. The sword swept across, slashed his head with a palm towards his chest and a sword. Zhang Kaifeng was gambling about his life.

Li Cang was furious and angry. He could not have thought that Zhang Kaifeng would be like this. Even if he seriously injured Zhang Kaifeng and his own head would be broken. Even if his true energy protected himself, he could not block the sword edge flashing with cold light at such a close distance. The practice of hurting the enemy by one thousand and hurting himself by eight hundred, Li Cang instantly changed his moves, his palm was closed with a depressed momentum, and his left arm condensed his true energy to block it.

With a "ding!", Li Cang shook the sword and Zhang Kaifeng's figure was quickly pulled open. Sword shadows immediately overlapped on the sword. Li Cang fell into a passive defensive momentum. One wrong step was good. This is what happens often in the fight between warriors. Zhang Kaifeng took advantage of Li Cang's arrogant mentality. This is not as exciting as the storyteller in the world, but full of danger.

"The devil destroys the six paths! The lonely path in hell!"

A low voice came out, and Zhang Kaifeng's sword momentum changed, and his whole aura soared. It was not the way of heaven last time, but the lonely path of hell. A nearly dead loneliness emanated from him, and everyone watching the battle also felt this lonely aura.

The deep and lonely aura seemed to see a person walking on a dead earth, with no sound or creatures, and even the sound of wind. The ground was full of dry bones. This is a scene that only exists in hell.

Feeling this lonely bone marrow aura moved all the spectators. Those who lacked skills showed a look of despair on their faces. Some even burst into tears. No matter how powerful Li Cang was, he was temporarily lost in his mind when facing the magic sword moves that were almost demonic, because he was closest to him.

However, just as this desperate atmosphere reached its peak, Zhang Kaifeng's aura filled with silence suddenly burst out into a mad state of destruction. The aura of destruction gathered on the sword.

The destructive sword force seemed to destroy the scene seen in hell. Li Cang quickly recovered from his brief loss of consciousness, but when Zhang Kaifeng urged his sword move to the top, only he knew the feeling. After all, he felt the deepest in it. When his skills were activated, Li Cang rushed out of his red flames. This was actually a manifestation of his true energy flowing to the extreme.

"Is it finally a move?" The person with deep skills woke up quickly and was instantly attracted by the situation in the field.

Both of them activated their skills to the extreme, but the difference is that Zhang Kaifeng takes the absolute initiative, because the hell of the Demon Sword Dao was affected by the influence of the hell, even if he woke up in time, he hurriedly activated his skills and still had a full half beat.
Chapter completed!