Above the sword path, beside the towering huge rocks, the disciples of Jiufeng and thousands of disciples who entered the house were all speechless at this moment.

The black shirt and a sword cleared the way. Wherever they passed, disciples from all walks of life tried to make things happen, with a rainbow-like aura of the gods blocking the gods and the Buddhas blocking the Buddhas.

But before, in the eyes of everyone, the roadblockers were neither gods nor Buddhas, but only some disciples who entered the room for assessment, among which, there were not even a few masters of the swordsmanship.

It made everyone feel illusion...

This person is the strongest and should not be provoked!

In fact, he is just overwhelming his ordinary disciples with strength.

Think about it carefully, but Err.

But now, the young man in black robe who was standing on the huge stone was extremely handsome, and he was obviously a senior sword cultivator of the inner sect.

Even so, the black shirt still showed mercy and asked each word to kill the heart.

What qualifications do you have...

"If he had been confident or had a pitfall in his mind, his tricks would be full of flaws in the eyes of the Sword King..." Qi Yuanjun sneered.

Those who can see the mystery of swordsmanship are really mortals. One sword to clear the swordsmanship has indeed brought her a considerable impact, so she did not act rashly and chose to wait and see.

Within the Sword Sect, the masters of various fields have very different temperaments, but they have one thing similar, that is, their arrogance!

Since ancient times, who is not arrogant?

However, Qi Yuanjun really didn't expect that the pride in the black-shirted young man was much better than her!

At least, she would not talk like this to "Xie Jingwen", who is known as the "Strength Sword".

"I don't know yet, I need to look at it."

Na Lanzhuo restrained his fear and said calmly.

Qi Yuanjun snorted coldly and said, "It's just a little talent. Now, Shanmen Avenue will welcome one master after another in the sect, and he will soon suffer!"

The beautiful woman next to Qi Yuanjun, Xu Yuanxi looked at Ye Wuzong's back and said, "You are really brave. If you are a disciple who is in the house, this move may be introduced into the history of the Sword Sect, but it's just a joke."

In the library, many elders will record some interesting stories in the history of the Sword Sect, but if a disciple does not show any shocking actions, the behavior they do is nothing more than a joke to make people laugh.

Cang Hongyi suddenly said: "Everyone, let's see what they are fighting..."

Qi Yuanjun and others turned to look at Cang Hongyi and Bai Zhiyao, their eyes slightly stunned. For nothing else, they actually saw a trace of expectation in their eyes...

The mountain gate road is already in chaos.

The assessment rules were broken.

But no one left.

Countless eyes gathered in the middle of the mountain road, on the black shirt standing in confrontation with the huge rock.

"It's not a question of whether you are qualified or not, it's a question of reality. Let me ask, if I Xie Jingwen doesn't allow it, how can you climb the kendo?"

Xie Jingwen was not angry about what he said just now, but just asked with a smile.

The swordsman can be proud!

But you have to show strength comparable to it.

Otherwise, it's an idiot!

“Go up…”

Ye Wuzong cherishes his words about this as if he is golden.

"Just for the two ignorant young boys behind you?" Xie Jingwen smiled.

Ye Wuzong said: "Yes."

Xie Jingwen smiled again: "Somewhat courageous, do you know that your black shirt act caused a sensation in the entire sect. I, Xie Jingwen, was the first to be present, so of course I have to repay Senior Sister Qi with a favor. If I can't stop you from going to the road, I will be surrounded by a stake.

Other fellow disciples on the side would look down on me, but they would be unreasonable to draw swords against a disciple who entered the house in a noble manner."

"Do you fight?"

Ye Wuzong suddenly said, and had already retracted his eyes and looked forward.

"I will use five swords. If you can stop them, no one will stop you from the disciples of Changtianfeng Xuanyuan." Xie Jingwen looked gentle and kind: "If you lose, you will give me the sword in your hand, and you will exit the mountain gate.

Avenue!”

Immediately, Xie Jingwen said again: "Do you want to add some other bets?"

“Not added.”

Ye Wuzhi said with no expression on his face.

boom--!

As soon as he finished speaking, the huge rock exploded, and the little sword boy turned over and came to another huge rock.

However, Xie Jingwen was not seen.

But the square black sword box in the little sword boy's arms had been opened, spreading like a black peacock spreading its tail. At least ten mysterious swords with different thicknesses and different colors, and extraordinary materials in the hilt were inserted into it.

One of the swords was empty.

It must be that Xie Jingwen had taken out the sword and attacked Ye Wuzong.

"On the east side!" The disciples who entered the house were bright and excited. It was so honorable to see the top sword cultivator in Xuanyuan taking action. They couldn't bear to miss any details!

Boom, boom, boom, boom—!

On the mountain road on the east side, Xie Jingwen left a huge sunken footprint on the spot every step. In the air around the footprints, sword patterns were everywhere, and his whole body was filled with sword intent. This is a sign of the Sword King!

The whole audience was in an uproar.

Na Lanzhuo's face was solemn, and he said, "He was holding a cold sword made of Xuanyin Iron. The sword body was thin, but the Haoshan sword intent he had cultivated reached the realm of the Sword King. Even if the sword in his hand was not heavy enough, he still

Can be a sword to open the mountain!”

Qi Yuanjun smiled and said, "Mr. Xie is gentle in nature, but he gives all his strength in every battle. This is respect for the swordsman. It's a pity that the black shirt is not worthy of..."

cut--!

The black cold iron sword in Xie Jingwen's hand slashed down with one sword, and it was like a force to cut Huashan. The gravity in the air actually slashed out a fire!

It is hard to believe that such a thin sword can exert a more powerful power than a thousand-pound pendant or a Xuanhex in his hands.

"Haha, a group of juniors, all stare at the top of their eyes and take a look..."

"What is...a real sword move..."

The Ming Cang Sword suddenly smiled not far away and said meaningfully.

call--!

At this moment, Xie Jingwen, who was acting, suddenly his pupils shrank. He felt his arm lightening slightly. On the trajectory of the Black Cold Iron Sword, the sword sheath of the Nine Prison Sword was supported.

Ye Wuzong stood there without expression, using the scabbard in his hand to hold the fall of the Heihan Iron Sword.

His legs sank, his arms pulled down as they were like playing Tai Chi, and he unleashed the unparalleled power of Xie Jingwen into the earth.

But just as all the sword force of the Black Cold Iron Sword was about to hit the stone slab on the mountain road.

Ye Wuzong punched out with a sudden punch.

The fist is strong and fierce, as if it can destroy it!

"Not good!" Xie Jingwen's eyes narrowed, and his body returned like a swallow, avoiding the attack.

However, he unexpectedly, Ye Wuzong's punch instantly closed and shot out again in an instant, rushing towards him.

Click--!

This punch directly shattered the Black Cold Iron Sword, which shocked Xie Jingwen.

"Is this the first sword you mentioned?"

Ye Wuzong Jian didn't even get out of the sheath, looked at Xie Jingwen and asked lightly.

At this moment, the sword boy holding the sword box stood there, dumbfounded.

Inside the sword box, the second sword had already begun to tremble.

Ji Wushang frowned, turned to look at Ming Cang Jian, and asked, "Did he punch him during the sword competition? Isn't it against the sword's way?"
Chapter completed!