"Boom!"

The red flames collided with purple light, and the terrifying energy hit the fourth field. The surging waves covered the two people in the field. When everyone thought it was over, in fact, the two of them had a fight. There were too few warriors who could defeat the enemy with one move, and they were still fighting.

A deep bone-stripping sword mark on the left half of Li Cang looked ferocious and frightening. A pair of fiery red fists were bitten like a tiger, and one blow was a qi that shocked the Bahuang. Zhang Kaifeng's chest was sunken, and dazzling blood was hanging on the corner of his mouth. The sword walked through the lonely path of hell, and the breath that came out of the sword returned to loneliness.

This is not because Zhang Kaifeng's lack of comprehension ability, but because his own lack of skills, he cannot control the destructive sword move, but the power of the sword move lower than that of the lonely lonely sword move is also enough.

However, facing Li Cang who had completely awakened, the gap in realm caused several more wounds on Zhang Kaifeng's body. Although the lonely sword move was full of weirdness, he still could not hurt his opponent again due to lack of skills.

Taking advantage of Zhang Kaifeng's internal strength being unstable, his body shook, quickly shook his fist and slammed Zhang Kaifeng's heart. Before the fist power arrived, the heavy force made him feel extremely painful. He calmly concentrated and avoided the fierce punch. A cold light flashed in his eyes. Zhang Kaifeng stabbed straight with a sword, and the tip of the sword stabbed Li Cang's throat. Li Cang's five fingers were opened, holding the long sword, and threw Zhang Kaifeng out. His energy rushed out and hit Zhang Kaifeng's body.

With a muffled groan, Zhang Kaifeng spit out blood again and flew backwards. Everyone watching the game finally saw it. Although Zhang Kaifeng was not surprised, they were even more surprised.

"How is that possible!" When everyone saw the deep bone-stolen sword marks on Li Cang's chest, his face changed drastically. Could it be the sword force just now? Everyone was surprised. He was able to hurt a warrior at a high level and at a low level to do this. From the side, Zhang Kaifeng's magic sword is very terrible, and he was not controlled by the destructive demonic nature on the sword, which shows that his will is really tenacious.

Because not all the people who were watching the game were fools, everyone could see the weight of Zhang Kaifeng's sword. The sword technique he used was extremely domineering, otherwise how could he hurt Li Cang? Moreover, if Li Cang's strength was not higher than Zhang Kaifeng's, they all felt that the sword full of destructive aura just now could almost kill him.

"The sword technique used by this person should be named after the magic sword." Someone sighed.

Everyone next to him nodded and said, "Looking at the past few hundred years, although there are many sword techniques, there are very few sword techniques that can exert such terrible power. The sword techniques used by this person are almost the magic way, and the name of the magic sword is indeed reasonable."

"Where is this person from?"

"I don't know, I only know that when he appears, he first stirs up Yangjiabao and Pili Hall, and finally gets Zhuguo, and his skills break into the realm of refining essence and turning qi."

"Is he worthy of the name of the Demon Sword? A country boy." The young talent sneered.

"Yes, Zhang Kaifeng is just a wild gangster, he is not qualified."

The martial arts seniors watching the game shook their heads and smiled when they heard this. They would not participate in the battle between the younger generation, so they would naturally not say anything.

"Is the magic sword? OK! OK..." the man standing alone on the boat whispered.

"Does the Demon Sword?" Li Cang walked slowly, and with his profound skills, he naturally brought the discussions into his ears: "I will break the Demon Sword today."

Li Cang was too angry, his face was almost distorted. He couldn't remember when Zeng Ji had been injured by such a severe sword, but now the ant he was looking down at was actually hurt by him. It is unforgivable.

Heavy punches were released again, and the fist was burning with heat. Although Zhang Kaifeng vomited blood, he was extremely awake. The sword in his hand swung and slashed it again, and a lonely aura condensed from the sword.

"It's useless! With your tiny skills, you can't release the sword just now again." Li Cang sneered and punched the sword.

The magic sword is unfathomable. Although his talent is already good, he can create a new style of swords and magic flames, but the time is too short and the moves are not yet perfect. Being able to severely damage Lu Fengnan is considered to be his extraordinary strength. Moreover, if he is not good enough, he wants to use the new sword move again to consume too much internal strength. Using it easily will only put himself in danger earlier.

Moreover, it is impossible for Zhang Kaifeng to create new sword moves in a short time. He lacks experience and it will take longer to reclaim the moves from the magic sword.

Li Cang used both fists and palms, and the Ziyang Art of Ziyang Sect burst out. The high heat temperature swept across, attacking Zhang Kaifeng like a burning fireball. Zhang Kaifeng waved the sword in his hand, and he was extremely calm, stabbed, slashed, slashed, hung, and used it.

The true energy in the whole body gathered again, and nine true energy gathered on the sword. The fierce sword energy burst out immediately, and the blasted sword energy rushed straight to Li Cang. The sword energy was like a dragon, extremely fierce.

Facing this sword energy again, Li Cang shouted angrily, and his true energy burst out. He wanted to crush it with an absolute advantage. He punched it out with one punch. His fist was stronger than the sword energy. He smashed all nine sword energy in just a few seconds and slapped Zhang Kaifeng with one palm.

And just then.

"Feeling the way of loneliness and understand it deeply!" A sentence suddenly rang out in Zhang Kaifeng's heart: "What is your sword, what is the sword in your heart, where is it, weapons, scrap iron or something."

"What is a sword."

"What is your relationship with sword!"

"Why are you with the sword?"

"You didn't even hear what you said from the sword, you don't deserve to use the sword."

Zhang Kaifeng was responding: "What's my sword!" Zhang Kaifeng was responding: "Is it a protective weapon?"

"Isn't it a weapon?"

"But what is that!"

"Is the sword just scrap iron?"

"No, the sword is not scrap iron."

"But what is he."

"The sword is my friend." Zhang Kaifeng calmed down. Although the magic sword path was domineering, it could not mean to pursue power and forget the essence of the sword: "Be with the sword, you must breathe with him and feel what he felt."

"Is that so? Then have you felt him?" The voice rang.

All this seemed to happen in an instant. Zhang Kaifeng understood the essence of the sword in a flash, even if it was still incomplete. When Zhang Kaifeng's mind recovered, Zhang Kaifeng was covered in blood in a short time, but in an instant, his eyes were clear. His sword changed in an instant, and Li Cang suddenly realized Zhang Kaifeng's changes.

The true energy in the whole body was not as fierce as the previous one. His true energy was restrained, and his whole body seemed to be in loneliness. His breath seemed to be gone. His vitality seemed to be silent in an instant, but his sword fell down.

"How is this possible? What move is this?" Li Cang was surprised and reacted very quickly in an instant. He punched him out and felt danger.

The fist force hit Zhang Kaifeng's sword fiercely, and the huge force seemed to penetrate Zhang Kaifeng's body. A powerful energy rushed out of his back. A ditch suddenly appeared on the river surface, and the waves surging and could not gather for a long time. This was caused by Li Cang's internal strength.

The huge internal force has extremely strong penetration power. Even if Zhang Kaifeng wants to take root, it is impossible for him to fly backwards. Li Cang's steps were shocked, and his whole person was shot away like an arrow from a string. He was wrapped in red true energy, like a flying flame evaporating the water droplets approaching him. When he was in the place, the river surface made a roar, and was shocked by the force, revealing a puddle.

Once the master of Qi Refining and God speeds up, his speed will naturally surge. In the blink of an eye, the flame has arrived and he poked out a palm towards Zhang Kaifeng, who is still in mid-air. A hot fire lingered in his palm, and his palm almost turned into a transparent and gorgeous jade palm.

"That boy is going to die." The person watching the game sighed.

"Hehe! It's better to die." Some people gloat about it. They were as old as Zhang Kaifeng, but they felt unprecedented pressure. If Zhang Kaifeng survived and they had no place to stand in the martial arts world in the future.

"It's a pity that the so-called magic sword died here." A young man had a smile on his lips, and of course his tone was definitely either regret.

They debuted earlier than Zhang Kaifeng, why didn't they make a name for themselves? Why did Zhang Kaifeng have the name of a magic sword as soon as he appeared? They hold grudges, they are jealous, and they are angry, and they hope that Zhang Kaifeng will die.

In the short confrontation, the pressure these young talents who watched the game felt from Zhang Kaifeng was pressing on them like a mountain, and their breathing became unsmooth.

The martial arts masters who watched the battle without saying a word also felt that they were afraid of the rise of a junior. They did not say it out due to their face, but the turbid aura they vomited revealed their inner thoughts. They also didn't want to watch such a young man rise.

As soon as this thought came out, those people shook their heads and felt it was absurd. How could they have such an idea? It was too incredible.

A fierce palm was accompanied by the force of killing, and the palm wind was swaying. Li Cang's palm was crystal clear and the light of fire. If it hit Zhang Kaifeng, a hole would inevitably appear, and he would definitely die on the spot.

His eyes were as calm as a lake. The aura on Zhang Kaifeng's body was almost motionless and disappeared, but he still had movements. He waved the long sword in his hand, as if he was randomly slapped a mosquito. It was not the sword edge but the ordinary sword body touched Li Cang's forearm, a different force appeared.

Li Cang's face changed. He felt that his arm was not obeying his orders. It was a huge force hidden in the sword that pushed him forward and jumped away. He couldn't get around Zhang Kaifeng's casual sword. It only means that Zhang Kaifeng's intervention point was too accurate, and his palm was tilted to one side.

"Boom!" With a sound, Li Cang's palm force swayed from Zhang Kaifeng's body, and the fist force fell on the riverside.

"How is this... possible?" Everyone was shocked. How could a certain palm be resolved so simply.
Chapter completed!