On the Qingtian Peak, strong winds swept across, and yellow sand spread. The current swordsman, the second best person in the world, met again at the moment of life and death after twenty years.

The war is about to begin, and countless strong men from all sides of Qingtian Peak have arrived one after another to witness the unparalleled battle.

Standing at the same peak, two peerless warriors from different eras, now have a fair fight to settle their past grudges.

"It's been twenty years, I know you will definitely come!"

During the battle, Fu Jinglun spoke with a calm expression, "The battle that year was fate. Otherwise, I couldn't defeat you. For twenty years, I have been waiting for you to regain your sword. Finally, I have waited."

"In a martial arts competition, if you win, you win, and if you lose, you lose. There is no reason. Back then, you were just entering the fifth realm for the first time, and I was defeated by you. I have nothing to say."

Zhang Slutty stared at the scholar in front of him and said seriously, "However, I will never lose today's battle again, because there are still people waiting for me to go back."

"same!"

Fu Jinglun's eyes were full of fighting spirit, and he said, "Under the light, God's will can only be triumphant!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Jinglun's whole body was filled with blazing white divine light, which rose into the sky and reached Heaven.

The dazzling divine light illuminated the entire Qingtian Peak, and the amazing miracle shocked everyone.

Facing the human swordsman in front of him, even the most prestigious scholar did not dare to be careless for twenty years. The divine power of light was added to his body, and the Five Divine Treasures revived, making them dazzling.

The war started, and within a radius of ten miles, the air pressure suddenly dropped.

"please!"

The two of them spoke at the same time, and in an instant, their figures moved.

The sword's finger is like thunder breaking through a dream, its sharp energy is overwhelming, and the swordman moves with attack instead of defense, its power can cut the sky.

The sword immortal is stronger than before.

Likewise, the scholar is so strong that he is invincible.

The force of the palm is like a turbulent wave, boundless and majestic. The scholar responds with a move, using defense as offense, without leakage.

The trial and combat between the two men showed off their abilities for the first time, and it was already so intense that the onlookers were mesmerized and shocked.

At the pinnacle of martial arts, every move has the ability to break through mountains and seas. The moves return to their original nature and further demonstrate the true meaning of martial arts.

After several exchanges of moves, the rocks around the two people continued to fly, sword marks were made, and the force of the palms surged, rolling up boundless waves of dust.

"We underestimated the persistence of a swordsman."

Outside the battle, Archbishop Prairie spoke with a solemn expression, "Sword Chi is indeed the best swordsman in the world back then. The outcome of this battle is unpredictable."

"The palace master will not be defeated."

On the side, the young red archbishop said in a deep voice, "He is the master of the temple, the incarnation of the God of Light in the human world, and God's will cannot tolerate failure!"

"Let's watch the battle."

Another red archbishop said calmly.

Under the shocked gazes of all parties, on the Qingtian Peak, around the two of them, all ten sacred treasures were opened. As the figures intertwined, the roaring sound continued, and the brilliance became more and more dazzling.

The sword energy and palm strength are constantly clashing, which is faster and stronger.

"Oracle of Light!"

After ten moves, Fu Jinglun turned his palms over and his whole body was as bright as the sun.

Ten steps away, Jian Chi calmed down, condensed his sword, and his sword energy criss-crossed, and immediately turned into a stream of swords and shot out of the air.

In an instant, rumbling vibrations resounded throughout the peaks.

The collapsed rocks were shattered by the aftermath and rolled down the mountain.

After a majestic move, Jian Chi moved, and instantly bullied his body. The sharp point of his finger was dazzling, and it pierced the scholar's heart.

"boom!"

But when a violent collision sounded, Fu Jinglun's body was blocked by divine light, and the power of light blessed him, making him innately invincible.

After a round of offense and defense, Fu Jinglun immediately turned his palms to raise his energy and counterattacked strongly.

The strength of the palms is added to the body, and Jian Chi steps lightly on his feet. His body is moving in the wind, and he is moving a thousand pounds in four or two. The first thing is that he can use softness to overcome hardness, and the strength of the former palms is gone.

"Um?"

Fu Jinglun had a strange look on his face when he saw this.

Strange martial arts, never seen before.

Could it be?

In order to verify what he was thinking, Fu Jinglun raised his true energy again and surged out with a palm of his hand.

The strength of the palm presses the environment, and the sand becomes chaotic.

Ten steps away, Jian Chi stood still, his body was like catkins, and with each blow, it turned into nothingness, and once again released the shocking palm power of the former.

"What kind of martial arts is this?"

Fu Jinglun narrowed his eyes slightly and said.

"Tai Chi Jin!"

Jian Chi dispersed the frantic palm energy around his body and said truthfully.

"The martial arts created by the legitimate son of the Li family?"

Fu Jinglun said in a condensed voice.

"good."

Jian Chi nodded.

"He is a genius."

Fu Jinglun did not hide his appreciation at all, saying.

"He will definitely be very happy if he hears the praise from the Master of Tianyu Hall himself."

Jian Chi said calmly.

"There will be opportunities in the future. Well, the temptation is over, and I will officially begin!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Jinglun's whole body was filled with divine light again, but this time, it was completely different from before. A terrifying heat wave swept across, like a white flame, spreading crazily.

"Not good."

Outside the battle, a strong man from the Tantai tribe felt something. His expression changed and he said, "It's the divine flame of light."

Next to him, another strong man from the Tantai tribe frowned and said, "Strange, why is the sword idiot so late in drawing his sword?"

"He's waiting for his chance."

In front of the two of them, Li Qingshan, who is also a master of swordsmanship, said in a deep voice, "Jianchi is aware of the strength gap between him and the master of Tianyu Palace, so he keeps the sword in his body, and in the battle, he keeps accumulating sword power, just waiting for the decisive moment.

When the moment comes, victory or defeat will be decided with one strike."

From behind, the strong man from the Tantai tribe who spoke first heard the words and said solemnly, "Although the method is good, his opponent is the master of Tianyu Palace. If he never draws his sword, he may not be able to wait until that moment comes."

"This is what I'm most worried about."

Li Qingshan's eyes were heavy as he said, "That scholar is the strongest person in the world under the Confucian leader and the swordsman, can he survive until that time?"

Before the conversation between the three people ended, ahead, in the battle situation, bright divine flames swallowed up the sky and destroyed the earth, and everywhere they passed was covered with scorched earth.

It can be called a divine power that surpasses the power of the human world. The scholar stands in the light, just like the god of light coming to the world, moving his hands and feet, burning the sky and boiling the sea.

Facing the overwhelming divine flames of light, Jian Chi's expression became solemn, and with a deep cry, the sword energy around his body soared into the sky.

Her hair was tied up in a frenzy, and the surrounding sand swept across her. Wherever the sword struck, the wind and sand turned into swords, crisscrossing them, blocking the divine flames.

"boom!"

The divine flames of light and thousands of sword energies collided, and the color of the world suddenly changed.

"Well!"

The divine flame was irresistible and the terrifying force impacted. Jian Chi's figure was knocked back several steps, and the corners of his mouth were red.

"Bah!"

At the same time, in the divine flame of light, a sand sword passed through, grazed the scholar's arm, tore the clothes, and brought out a waterfall of vermilion.

"Exchanging injuries for injuries, Jian Chi, you have really changed."

Fu Jinglun looked at the blood flowing on his arm and said calmly.

"There is a stupid boy who is still waiting for me to go back, so I can't lose this battle."

After saying that, under Zhang's sloppy long hair, the pressure of the sword spread rapidly. In an instant, a ten-mile radius, the wind and clouds surged, and sword energy flew out from the earth. Fallen leaves became swords, sand condensed into swords, majestic and endless sword energy.

It was so violent that it blocked the sky and even the scorching sun lost its color.

Facing the extreme of the sword, Fu Jinglun mobilized his true energy, and even the surrounding earth shook violently. In the past twenty years, the scholar who had suppressed any unparalleled genius of the same era showed his full strength for the first time. In an instant, a ray of light descended from the sky, piercing through

Heavy clouds shine on the world.

"God's oracle, divine punishment!"
Chapter completed!