Without many words, Chu Tiankuo, the leader of the Sword Alliance Hall, drew his sword!

His sword skills are majestic, and most of the methods of sword practice are wide opening and closing, which is in line with the original intention of the sword.

Swords are sharp and deadly. There are many types of sword practitioners, but sharpness is the main feature.

Qiu Yundao holds an extremely impressive pseudo-Taoist weapon. As the elder of the Sword Forging Villa, he is also a swordsmith! The swords and weapons he forges are naturally more handy.

However, Chu Tiankuo's sword is also extraordinary, not much worse than Qiu Yundao's pseudo-Taoist soldiers. The battle between the two seems more approachable, allowing even the venerable ones who have entered the Taoist realm to see clearly, although there are still some who are confused.

place, but more of a touchable feeling.

It is not like the previous battle between the demonic monks and the old man of Nanzhao. There were not many moves, but the moves were absolutely fatal. It was so terrifying that it was difficult for people to understand its charm, let alone comprehend it.

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Outside Zhujian Villa, Changyan County.

A young man in brown robe carrying a large thing on his back stepped into it. When he took a step, the ground seemed to be shaking faintly, and his shoulders were also shaking slightly.

It's not that his step is powerful, but that the broad knife on his back is too heavy!

This man was tall and muscular, with domineering and oppressive eyes. Wherever he passed, few monks dared to look at him. And this man was under thirty years old, so he was clearly a member of the younger generation.

He grinned and looked towards the direction of the Sword Making Villa, although standing here he could only see a vague outline: "Sword meeting, sword fight, haha..."

There was some disdain in his tone, but also some playfulness.

"There will be sword fights in the small Lower Ninth Realm? I would like to see what powerful sword cultivators there are in this Sword Forging Villa."

He was talking to himself, walking on the streets of Changyan County, and murmured: "I heard that the sword master of the Cloud Sea Realm is Bing Tielun? It makes me laugh to death. That defeated general can actually mess around in the Nine Realms.

If the title of Master Sword Master were placed on the Zhonghuang Road, I am afraid he would have been beaten to death long ago!"

He was walking in Changyan County and didn't seem to be in a hurry to go to Zhujian Villa. However, after he reached the center of Changyan County, he stepped onto the high platform.

The heavy sword was unsheathed, and the sword light alone blew away countless shops around it, and also caused the walls of many pavilions and inns to shatter. Even if the formation restrictions were opened, they could not withstand the overbearing sword energy.

"What a terrifying way of swordsmanship!"

"Who is this young man?"

"Is he a monster from the Sword Alliance?"

The monks in Changyan County were trembling with fear. Their eyes were startled and they soon saw how powerful the sword cultivator was.

There is no doubt that the guy with the heavy knife on his back is just looking for trouble. There are powerful forces behind these shops that have been damaged by Wuwu. They are the strongholds of many second-series sects in the Yunhai Realm in Changyan County.

How can you not take revenge when you are provoked at this time?

One by one, the venerables who entered the Dao realm rushed out and rushed towards the young swordsman cultivator, surrounding him.

"Boy, who are you? How dare you act like this in Changyan County?"

The venerable Taoist monk stared at the brown-robed swordsman with a gloomy face and said coldly that his shop was the most severely damaged, and many of the disciples in the shop were seriously injured and almost died.

The people around him also stared at the man coldly, with anger and murderous intent in their eyes.

Of course, they did not act rashly, because the man in front of them was a young sword cultivator, and they were not sure whether he was from the Sword Alliance.

The brown-robed swordsman grinned and said with a smile: "You don't need to know who I am, and you don't have to worry, I'm not from that sword alliance."

The Dao Zong-level force in the Sea of ​​Clouds Realm, the Sword Alliance.

In the eyes of brown-robed sword cultivators, this so-called Sword Alliance is just a bunch of rabble. What kind of sword cultivators are they? They are all just uninitiated sword cultivators. How many of them can get a glimpse of the real path of swordsmanship?

Hearing this, the surrounding Taoist sages frowned and their eyes flickered. They didn't understand what this man meant.

"You are not from the Sword Alliance? Then where are you from? Tell me your name!"

The previously angry venerable asked again.

"Haha, the Sword Alliance is just a group of rubbish sword cultivators, but you people actually care so much about it. Sure enough, the Lower Ninth Realm is the Lower Ninth Realm." The brown-robed Sword Cultivator's words were playful, disdainful and frivolous.

The arrogance deep in his bones immediately caused the faces of the monks who besieged him to change slightly.

"Are you from the Barbarian Realm?" Another venerable asked. This is a figure who has entered the late stage of Taoism. His cultivation level is also very extraordinary in this Changyan County.

The brown-robed swordsman's eyes were dull and he glanced at the venerable man indifferently without replying.

He suddenly raised a finger.

Everyone was puzzled.

"One knife."

"I only need one knife to defeat you all." The young man in brown robe said calmly, as if he was describing an innocuous matter.

"Arrogant!"

"presumptuous!"

"Insolent!"

Angry shouts rang out one after another. As venerables, how had they ever been looked down upon like this?

Even if a younger generation comes from a barbaric realm, so what if he is a monster? How dare he threaten to defeat all of them with one sword? Among these people, in addition to the venerable Taoist realm, there are also the venerable Taoist realm, and among them there is Ru Taoist

A master with such a cultivation level in the late stage!

Even if the Barbarian Realm is an unattainable place in the Lower Ninth Realm, it is not so abnormal. The younger generation there can defeat the Dao Realm, right?

They didn't believe it, so they felt provoked and even more angry.

"Don't believe it?" The brown-robed swordsman chuckled.

"Boy, didn't your adults tell you to keep a low profile when you go out? No matter how majestic you are in the barbarian realm, you have to keep it under control when you come to the Lower Ninth Realm!"

An old Taoist peak master spoke in a hoarse voice. His eyes looked cloudy and his face was as dark as water. The restaurant he ran was destroyed by this man's sword energy, and the losses were considerable.

"Sorry, not really." The brown-robed swordsman shook his head and said.

"There is no need for you to be afraid of my origins." He said jokingly: "Because, I just use you as a whetstone!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the young swordsman who was surrounded by everyone drew his sword!

The knife was very heavy, and his drawing speed was extremely slow. However, when he drew the knife, the expressions of all the Dao realm sages around him changed drastically, and they all used their skills to resist and used their own powerful methods.

In the central area of ​​Changyan County, a battle started inexplicably.

Not long after, the central area was filled with a strong smell of blood.

Among the smoke and dust, a tall and burly young man in brown robe walked out step by step, with the broad and heavy knife still on his back.

Behind him, the arena there was already in ruins, and the central area was in a mess.

Bodies lying scattered on the ground, bleeding endlessly, some were cut off at the waist, some had only mutilated bodies without heads, and some were chopped into pieces...

If there is a living person here, he will definitely be able to see it.

There was an evil and powerful aura that shrouded the area. The bloody smell dissipated with the gray-black airflow. The corpses lying on the ground seemed to have lost their last "spirituality" and seemed to have been drained of life.
Chapter completed!