The day of decisive battle.

Tianxiahui General Forum.

The hall was crowded with people. All the famous sects in the martial arts were here, and those who could enter the main hall were definitely the sect leaders or masters. After all, even though the main hall was large, it was impossible to accommodate everyone who came to watch the battle.

In today's martial arts world, on the surface, Tianxiahui can be said to be the dominant one, and all the major sects will send people to watch the battle, whether they like it or not.

And it is estimated that no one is willing to miss this duel. The most important thing is that if the duel is defeated, he can go back in time to adjust the sect's development strategy.

"Who do you think has a greater chance of winning in this duel?"

The protagonists of both sides of the decisive battle have not yet arrived, and many people who are eating melons have also started chatting among themselves.

"It's hard to say that the Sword Master was famous in the martial arts world more than 20 years ago. Now that he has been cultivating for more than 20 years, his strength is even more unfathomable."

"As for Gang Leader Xiong, as the leader of the Tianxiahui, he founded the Tianxiahui alone and laid a huge foundation. What he can do alone is beyond the reach of you and me."

"Yeah, I just don't know who is better between the two and can win such a duel."

The leaders of the major sects in the main hall were discussing their past experiences and who was more powerful in martial arts, while the focuses and topics of some smaller sects in the side hall were different.

"Brother Zhao, who do you think is better between the two of them?"

"I don't know that, but I heard that the odds of the Juggernaut are higher than the Juggernaut's."

"Did Brother Zhao press it? How much?"

"Of course, I beat the Sword Master fifty taels."

"Brother Zhao, I didn't expect you to be this kind of person and actually dominate your opponents, but I do too, hehe."

Conversations like this are everywhere in the palace. No matter what world, the most indispensable thing is gamblers.

Outside the main hall.

Xiang Fanchen walked towards Xiongba with his hands behind his back, holding up Xiongba's majestic and domineering face.

Behind him were his daughter You Ruo and three major disciples Feng Yunshuang. As for Wen Chou Chou, he was waiting in the main hall early in the morning.

When a few people stepped into the store, the bustle that had just been noisy fell silent.

Xiang Fanchen walked towards the main seat without stopping. Wherever he passed, everyone bowed their head and shouted: "Hero Gang Leader!"

"This kind of momentum that makes the heroes bow their heads is really addictive. No wonder the hero is unwilling to let go of his martial arts empire." Xiang Fanchen said secretly in his heart.

Since ancient times, power has intoxicated people's hearts. To wake up and hold the power of the world while lying in the lap of a beautiful woman is what many people have dreamed of.

Xiongba is not the first person to be obsessed with power, nor will he be the last.

Xiang Fanchen walked up to the main seat slowly and sat down on the gilded main seat. Then he tilted his head back slightly, leaned on the back chair, put his hands on the armrests, and closed his eyes.

Word.

At this moment, Xiang Fanchen is adjusting his state, and the same is true for the Sword Master. He has run out of energy. He is accumulating power step by step in order to achieve a fatal blow.

Everyone in the audience did not dare to make a mistake when they saw this, and kept silent. The time was approaching the appointed time, and they believed that the sword master would show up soon.

The world will be outside.

The sword master walked step by step, his old body standing upright. He walked from the periphery of Tianxiahui. Along the way, the crowd automatically dispersed, leaving a path.

Slowly, the sword master entered the inner circle of Tianxiahui, while many martial arts people stayed on the outer circle and could not enter any further.

When the Sword Master stepped onto the stone steps in front of Tianxiahui, his momentum began to rise, as if infinite sword energy gathered around him, and countless gaps were cut out of the stone steps.

Step by step, the sword master's momentum is increasing with every step. When he reaches the highest level, his momentum will also reach its peak, and it will be a decisive moment for the two of them.

Inside the palace.

When the Sword Master stepped onto the stone steps, Xiang Fanchen in the main seat opened his eyes, and his momentum began to rise at this moment.

The hall where there had been some whispers just now fell completely silent. The momentum of Xiang Fanchen and Juggernaut had already begun to clash. Everyone felt that the air seemed to be a little thinner, and it felt a little difficult to breathe.

As the sword master walked step by step, that feeling became stronger and stronger.

Outside the hall, the Sword Master took the last step and stepped up the stairs. His momentum reached its peak. At this moment, a clear figure rose from the Sword Master's body. It was the Sword Master who condensed the power of his whole body and burst out his soul.

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At this moment, everything was still, time and space were frozen, and the sword master finally issued the last blow in his life, Sword Twenty-Three.

This move contains everything about him, sword intention, essence, energy, spirit, and his life.

When the Sword Master took the final step, Xiang Fanchen suddenly felt a huge pressure, which was the pressure from time and space, exactly the same as the time and space pressure he felt when he shattered the void.

Xiang Fanchen didn't care whether he felt the two pressures were the same, because the sword master's soul had already attacked.

Wherever the Sword Master Yuanshen passed, everyone stood still, as if they had been pressed to pause. The shock was still on everyone's faces, and the wine beads spilled from the wine glasses that were knocked over due to his momentum were still suspended in the air.

Almost in an instant, the sword master was close, his sword pointed directly at Xiang Fanchen's chest.

Xiang Fanchen's physical body, which was hard to be damaged by sharp weapons, persisted for a moment before his defense was broken, and the sword intent with a destructive aura directly invaded his body.

Feeling the sword energy in his body, Xiang Fanchen, who had experienced the shattering experience, exploded with all his strength. His body suddenly trembled and he immediately broke free from the stasis of time and space. A huge vitality circulated in his body to resist the destructive power of the sword's intention.

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At the same time, the Heaven-Swallowing Demonic Technique exploded with all its strength, swallowing the sword intent in the body.

Within the sea of ​​consciousness, the Shenlong's mental power, which was already at the end of its crossbow, had been completely defeated by Xiang Fanchen's sword intention. The golden energy completely swallowed it up. After the Shenlong's mental power was swallowed up, the golden energy flowed and finally transformed into a human form, with all five senses.

It looks like Xiang Fanchen.

Now that this hidden danger has been completely eliminated, Shenlong's spiritual power has been completely assimilated into him, and he has no worries.

As for the Sword Saint Yuanshen, when he broke through the stasis of time and space, he was almost unable to hold on, and he was on the verge of collapse after failing to achieve a single blow.

At this time, a suction force came from the center of Xiang Fanchen's brows, sucking all the Sword Saint's soul that was about to collapse.

After the Sword Saint Yuanshen disappeared, the effect of Sword Twenty-Three had faded, time continued to pass, and everyone "alive" again.

Everyone's thoughts were still stuck on the moment when the Sword Saint Yuanshen entered the inner hall. Looking at Xiang Fanchen who had a hole in his chest on the main seat, everyone felt something strange, but they couldn't tell what was wrong.

Feeling the changes in his body and the sea of ​​consciousness, Xiang Fanchen turned his power, and huge vitality flowed towards the wound. The blood flow soon stopped, and then the wound began to heal quickly.

"Dad! Are you okay?"

Not far away, You Ruo looked at Xiang Fanchen's blood-stained chest and immediately ran over and said nervously.

"Nothing, just a few minor injuries. My destiny is mine, and the Sword Master can't do anything to me."

Xiang Fanchen said in a domineering tone.

"Congratulations, leader, for winning this battle!"

Wen Chou Chou was the first to react and congratulated Xiang Fanchen.

"Congratulations, Leader Xiong!"
Chapter completed!