In the smoke and dust, the roar was accompanied by a strong force impact, which rolled the smoke and dust into the sky, and the swords and swords shadows crisscrossed the entire battlefield.
As Wang Buwen's figure flashed, streaks of sharp sword energy spurted out, like a violent storm, forcing Nie Wandao into a panic.
He didn't perform any sword moves, but every sword move he made was like a sword move.
There are moves to win with no moves, and there are moves to win without intention. This is the state of the great master of swordsmanship!
He is so skilled in the art of swordsmanship that he wields it like an arm!
"Grand Master of Swordsmanship?!"
"How...how is it possible?"
Feeling the change in Wang Buwen's sword power, Nie Wandao's pupils shrank and he made a sound in horror.
Although there is only one more word between "Grand Master" and "Grand Master", the difference between them is huge. He is as powerful as him. He has been invading the way of sword for many years, but he has not been able to become a great master in the way of sword. He has only reached the level of "grand master" in the way of sword.
, not even reaching the peak.
Even if you are a strong person in the Holy King Realm, you may not be able to step into the Grand Master Realm.
This kind of person is enough to be a guest in any force.
For example, Wang Buwen, who is only in the middle stage of becoming a saint, can become a master of swordsmanship, and he is enough to be cultivated as a seed by many powerful forces in Dongzhou.
For a moment, even Nie Wandao was in despair and trembling.
Before he became a Grand Master, Wang Buwen could always gain the upper hand. Now that he has become a Grand Master of Swordsmanship, he is probably certain to die.
While Nie Wandao was frightened and frightened, Wang Buwen was calm and calm.
For ordinary people, it is difficult to overcome the great master, but for him, there is no obstacle.
Others need to go through all kinds of hardships and years of enlightenment before they can take a step forward in the way of swordsmanship or even other ways, but he only needs to understand the four mysteries in his mind and he can easily step forward.
The difference between these two is unimaginable to others.
"boom!"
The next moment, Wang Buwen raised the demon-suppressing sword high, and many mysteries of swordsmanship emerged in his mind, converging into the sword intention, and then he slashed down with one sword.
In an instant, a swift and brilliant sword light struck from a high position, piercing the void. It arrived in an instant, and the sharp sword edge cut off Nie Wandao's long hair.
A chill rushed straight to Tianling Gai. Before he could panic, Nie Wandao gathered all his strength and tried to resist the sword.
"Tear!"
Nie Wandao looked at the bloodstains on his body in disbelief, pointed at Wang Buwen, and wanted to say something, but before he could say anything, his whole consciousness had completely fallen into darkness, and his body was directly divided into two halves, standing straight.
fell towards the ground.
Scarlet blood swayed down like a rain of blood, and the scene was extremely bloody and terrifying.
Seeing this scene, Ye Ruoshan was surprised to find that he didn't have any fluctuations. Anyone who saw such a fierce man as Big Brother would probably become numb.
………
In the main hall of Lingtian Sword Temple.
The sword master Zhao Tianxiong is sitting on the main seat. On the left side of the bottom, many elders of the Lingtian Sword Temple are sitting; on the right side, the second prince Chen Jingxuan and several of his subordinates are sitting. In the center of the hall, many cultivation resources are placed and overflowing.
The spiritual energy and medicinal fragrance that came out filled the entire hall.
"Sword Master, I swear to God that Brother Zhao's death has nothing to do with me!"
"You also know what kind of character I am. Brother Zhao has no enmity with me, so how can I kill him? How can I cause such a big trouble for nothing?"
Chen Jingxuan's words full of grievances echoed throughout the hall, but the deep meaning was only clear to him and Zhao Tianxiong.
Zhao Tianxiong narrowed his eyes slightly, his whole body filled with deep anger, and shouted in a deep voice: "Before he died, he had a party with you. Who can kill him silently except you?"
"Sword Master, you are wronged!"
"I and Brother Zhao are brothers and sisters, how can I harm him?"
Hearing this, Chen Jingxuan became flustered and quickly cried out for injustice.
Seeing that look, many elders of the Lingtian Sword Master secretly shook their heads. After all, he was also a dignified prince of the empire. If something happened, he would be so panicked. He was really not a great person.
"I will find out whether you killed him or not. Get out!"
Hearing this roaring sound, Chen Jingxuan trembled all over and hurriedly exited the hall, feeling completely embarrassed.
After Chen Jingxuan and others left, Zhao Tianxiong glanced at the many elders and shouted coldly: "Check, check to death!"
"No matter who dares to kill me, Jie'er, he will die!"
Hearing this, many elders of the Lingtian Sword Temple trembled in their hearts. They quickly stood up and respectfully responded: "We will accept the order!"
Seeing this, Zhao Tianxiong left directly, and many elders also left the main hall with deep thoughts.
On the other side, a hundred miles away from Lingtian Peak, Chen Jingxuan stood in the mountain forest, waiting quietly. Several of his subordinates who followed him were scattered around, surrounding the area.
The next moment, Zhao Tianxiong's figure appeared silently in front of Chen Jingxuan.
Chen Jingxuan seemed to have expected it, and without any hesitation, he bowed and said, "Jingxuan, I have met Uncle Zhao."
He was neither humble nor arrogant, and he was not at all as flustered as when he was in the main hall.
Zhao Tianxiong nodded, took a deep look at Chen Jingxuan, and said in a deep voice: "Jie'er, how did you die?"
"Uncle Zhao, my nephew really doesn't know about this."
"There is something fishy about it, and my nephew is also looking into it."
"My nephew was having a party with Brother Zhao, but all of a sudden, Brother Zhao went crazy. One second he was chatting happily, and the next second he attacked my nephew."
"In a hurry, my nephew could only repel him, but even if he was injured by my nephew's holy will to protect the body, it would never be fatal. At most, it would only be a minor injury."
Chen Jingxuan explained with a hint of bitterness on his face.
No one knew how depressed he was during this period, which was an unreasonable disaster.
Hearing this, Zhao Tianxiong's eyes shot up with cold light, and he hummed in a deep voice: "I know you won't kill him. What makes me angry is that it's just that Jie'er didn't notice anything, but you didn't notice anything strange at all.
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Chen Jingxuan did not refute, bowed and apologized: "It's my nephew's fault."
Seeing this, Zhao Tianxiong waved his hand and said: "Okay, let's go. Go back and think about it. If you think of anything, tell me as soon as possible!"
"Don't make too much noise during this period, or you will be discovered."
"yes!"
"Jing Xuan will definitely remember Uncle Zhao's teachings; Jing Xuan will definitely investigate and get to the bottom of Brother Zhao's death."
Seeing Chen Jingxuan like this, Zhao Tianxiong's eyes flickered, he took a deep look at Chen Jingxuan, and then walked away.
"Walk!"
Then, Chen Jingxuan waved his hand and left with his confidants.
At the same time, many elders of the Lingtian Sword Temple did not dare to neglect Zhao Tianxiong's orders at all, and sent a large number of disciples and experts to continuously search for Zhao Congjie's death.
During the search, many innocent people died tragically at the hands of the powerful Lingtian Sword Master. However, during this sensitive period, even the top powers would not touch the Lingtian Sword Master.
For a time, the entire Beiqi Empire was filled with panic and panic!