Chapter 291 The Power of a Sword

Zhang Huaming tinkered with Meng Fei's body, and found that except for some silver coins and a weapon, there was nothing else. Zhang Huaming couldn't help but sigh in his heart, Meng Fei, the martial arts king, was too poor.

When Zhang Huaming stepped forward to Meng Fei, he happened to avoid Xue Youtian's attack, causing his attack to fail. When he looked back, he saw that Zhang Huaming didn't take him seriously at all, and he felt very angry in his heart.

, conscious that he had lost face in public, he couldn't help but secretly resented it, and turned around 180 degrees in mid-air, glaring at Zhang Huaming angrily.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

Waves of strong internal energy surged out of his body, and his long hair moved without wind. All the sand and gravel on the ground were pushed aside in an instant, revealing patches of mud.

Wave after wave of overwhelming pressure surged toward Zhang Huaming.

"snort!"

Zhang Huaming snorted coldly, and lightly drew his right hand in the air to directly offset the pressure. Xue Juotian's momentum did not even stir up the hem of his clothes.

Zhang Huaming's body moved violently, his eyes looked straight at the bloody sky, and the pride in his eyes was undoubtedly revealed.

"Eat my sword." The Blood Rewarding Technique failed, and he shouted loudly. The momentum in his body was like a flood. The spectators around him took a few steps back to prevent being affected.

"Don't say I'll take one of your swords, even if it's a hundred swords or a thousand swords, as long as you can hit me with one sword, I will capture you and let you do whatever you want." Zhang Huaming smiled broadly and was at ease with himself.

As soon as these words came out, everyone was in an uproar. Facing a strong man who was second only to the Martial God, this young boy dared to say such ignorant words. It was extremely arrogant.

You must know that although Wu Zun is not the opponent of Wu Zun, Wu Zun does not dare to take it completely lightly when faced with the full blow of Wu Zun.

But this guy who jumped out of nowhere made such ignorant remarks in front of everyone.

"***, this kid is looking for death. Who does he think he is to say such arrogant and ignorant words?" Someone in the crowd couldn't help laughing.

"Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. This young man is truly ignorant and fearless."

"Even the strong Martial God dare not ignore the Martial Master. I want to see how this guy died under the sword of that Martial Master."

"These days, there are so many 2bs who are in need of a draw. They are so impatient that they want to die."

…

The two men were confronting each other in mid-air, and everyone on the scene was already talking among themselves. Unsurprisingly, almost everyone agreed that Zhang Huaming must die.

The only person who thinks differently from everyone else is naturally the alluring concubine Han Wei, who knows Zhang Huaming's true identity and has spent some time in Emperor Xia's prison camp.

Han Wei didn't know much about Zhang Huaming. She mostly learned about it from various folk legends. Even after going to the Xia Dynasty Emperor's camp, she didn't have much contact with him.

.But even that brief contact made Han Wei understand that Zhang Huaming was by no means a wasted person.

Not to mention anything else, just the fact that he is not affected by his own charm is enough to prove how terrifying Zhang Huaming's strength is. You must know that Han Wei's debut has only been a few years, but in these years, except for Zhang Huaming,

Besides, no one can resist her charm. It can be said that no one can stop Han Wei.

The reason why the Xilong Empire didn't mind the people's incomprehension at all this time and sent Han Wei as a special envoy to the Xia Dynasty Empire to discuss the matter of 300,000 captured soldiers was to let Han Wei use her charm to seduce Zhang Hua.

Ming and Qin Xiaotian so that the negotiation can succeed.

However, no one expected that Han Wei, who had great hopes placed on her by the Xilong Empire, would eventually fail because she met Zhang Huaming, a freak.

Han Wei had no idea how powerful Zhang Huaming was, and to what extent he was strong. As she was only at the martial arts level, she was not qualified to talk about this. However, a woman's intuition told her that Zhang Huaming was very dangerous.

"Three Swords of Blood!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a loud shout. Xue Youtian stepped on the ground with his feet and stretched his hands straight to the sky. A stream of blood-colored Wuyuan energy rippled on his hands, and then he fired a three-meter-long blood-colored weapon that was completely condensed by Wuyuan energy.

The giant sword slashed hard at Zhang Huaming. At the same time, the giant sword turned into three giant sword shadows in mid-air, exuding a maroon pressure that made people unable to tell which one actually contained Wuyuan energy.

sword.

Looking at the moves in Xue Juotian's hands, everyone present held their breath tightly. There was only one thought in their hearts: What a fierce and domineering sword.

Blood Shadow Sword Light!

Three Bloody Swords!

Blood comes to the world!

These three moves are the three most powerful moves in the secret martial arts of the famous Xue family on the mainland. It is rumored that if anyone in the Xue family can practice these three moves to the extreme, they can break through the realm of the Martial God and reach the level of superiority.

In the realm of the God of War worshiped by the world.

Regardless of whether the rumors are true or false, at least one thing is certain, the 'Three Styles of the Blood Family' are extremely powerful.

Three sharp swords struck Zhang Huaming's head from the sky, as if they were creating a new world, as if they were going to split Zhang Huaming into three pieces.

Everyone watching around felt a chill in their hearts. Their eyes looking at Xuejietian were full of fear and uneasiness. Especially those who had just discussed to join forces to deal with Xuejietian were secretly grateful. Fortunately, this Huaming came in time.

, otherwise they may die miserably under the Blood Reward Sword.

Zhang Huaming looked calmly at the three sword shadows that were about to hit his head. Each sword shadow was very lifelike. Zhang Huaming understood that among the three sword shadows, two of them were phantoms, and only

One is the real one, and ordinary people's naked eyes cannot directly tell which sword shadow is truly condensed by internal energy.

but!

Zhang Huaming is not an ordinary person!

Changtian smiled, waved his arm towards the sky, and a stream of true energy condensed in Zhang Huaming's hand, turning into a long knife.

"All illusions are ants. You are too young to play illusions in front of me. You will pay for it with blood! If it were someone else, you might suffer a loss, but you happened to meet me. I will let you do it today."

Open your eyes and see how I can break your bullshit Three Blood Swords!"

Wherever the long knife was directed, the space rippled, and the sound of breaking through the air was continuous.

"True and true, false and true, nine heavens and nine earths, the sword is supreme, the blade is unimpeded!"

The direction of the sword light was like a lion, roaring to heaven and earth, making loud noises in the space, and piercing the void with piercing sounds, and fiercely rushed towards the three sword shadows in the sky!

"The path of the sword, I want to go to heaven!"

Zhang Huaming roared sternly, and his body suddenly stood up, holding a long knife in his hand, as if he had become the master of the world, slashing the air with a knife, and an aura like the sky and the earth surrounded his body.

Suddenly he felt that he had become the heaven and the earth, and if he moved at will, the heaven and earth would be at his mercy.

The energy in my mind surged like a flood.

Everyone who was originally prepared to watch the show was stunned and completely petrified.

"God, what kind of martial arts is this? How can you be so domineering!" "What...what is going on?"

…

Everyone was shocked, and they all looked at Zhang Huaming with incredible eyes, standing proudly in the sky, as majestic as the God of War.

"Boom!"

At the same moment!

The sword light in the sky collided with the sword light of Xue Reitian. The sword light blocked all the way, ignoring the three sword shadows, and completely tore it into pieces, turned into smoke and dissipated in the sky.

But the sword light has not disappeared yet, and continues to strike at Xuehuitian!

Under the light of the sword, I seemed to see Xuejoutian's extremely shocked, pale and bloodless face.

"Wow?!"

The sky is stained with blood! An arm is floating in the air.

A blood-red figure was directly struck by the sword, like a kite with a broken string, and was thrown dozens of meters away, without knowing whether it was alive or dead!

Everyone present was completely shocked. They were shocked by the knife that seemed to be able to split the world in half. They were shocked by the scene that happened in front of them. Their eyes were blank and they stared blankly. Their minds were blank and they could no longer describe themselves in any words.

The feeling in my heart at this time.

Xue Huitian is a strong man in the realm of Martial Lord, and his Three Blood Swords are the unique skills of the Xue family. Whether they are strong men of the same level or in the realm of Martial God, facing his powerful Blood Coming

Three swords, even if you don't die, you will still be seriously injured.

They originally thought that Zhang Huaming would definitely die in the face of the Three Blood Swords. However, the final result was completely opposite to what they imagined and expected. Not only was Zhang Huaming safe and sound, but he was killed by the Three Blood Swords.

He chopped off his arm with a knife and became a cripple.

The power of a sword is so strong, who else in the world can stop it!

A strong man in the martial arts realm couldn't even resist a single move from that young man.

Everyone was like statues of truth, their faces were pale, their hearts were surging, and they finally understood that what Zhang Huaming just said was not arrogant and ignorant words at all, but words of humility that could not be more modest.

"For the sake of you being a descendant of the Blood family, I will spare your life today and only take one arm as interest. Go away." Zhang Huaming stood in the sky, his long hair fluttering, his clothes rustling, in the midst of lightning and thunder.

Under the night sky, it is like a god descending, making it even more solemn and solemn.

In a deep pit dozens of meters away, a blurry figure struggled to slowly spit out from the dust in the sky. Xue Juotian's face was pale, with a trace of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth, and he pressed his hand on the broken left arm that had been stopped from bleeding.

Above, his eyes were unfocused, staring at something dimly and blankly, as if he had not yet recovered from the scene that had just happened.

Did he lose?

He was defeated, defeated so easily by someone with just one move!

This sentence kept flashing over and over in Xue Huitian's mind. He didn't believe what happened just now, and he didn't want to believe that with his strength as a martial arts master in the world for so many years, he couldn't even block someone else's sword.

That person is obviously so young, how could he have a more powerful cultivation level than himself.

Thunder was still rumbling across the sky and earth, and lightning was still crackling in the sky. This night, which was destined to be unusual, suddenly seemed to be completely silent and peaceful.
Chapter completed!