The unrivaled sword light is just an understatement, like taking a leisurely stroll in the garden. If you look closely, it is slow but fast. Although the sword energy is slow, it is as powerful as breaking bamboo and destroying everything. No matter how hard you try, you still have to face this sword!
"What a sword! Well done!"
In response to this sword, the old sect master also sincerely admired the seven tornadoes in the wave of Lei Wushuang's hands, forming a side-by-side momentum, raging in the unparalleled sword energy. Above the thunder pool, the momentum of the two people expanded to
In the extreme, it was like two different streams of light colliding in the center. In an instant, the sky was divided into two parts, one green and one purple, a rare spectacle.
It's hard to see clearly whether this is a fight between people or a punishment from gods.
Lei Zidao, the leader of the Leimen Sect, stood on the roof that symbolized the supremacy of the Leimen. He looked at this battle. This battle was also allowed by him. It was a decision made after repeated discussions between him and the Xixia royal family. Otherwise, Feng Yu
This trip won't be that easy.
"Sect Master, the old Sect Master used the way of heaven to suppress us, and with the addition of Lei Chi's destiny, we seem to be invincible in this battle."
Lei Zidao was wearing purple clothes that resembled Taoist robes. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a purple dragon robe made of carved thunder and lightning, which represented the supreme status in the world.
"What a Huangquan Wentian. He left Penglai only half a century ago, and yet he can achieve such great achievements in this bleak world. He truly deserves to be the leader in the art of swordsmanship."
"Sect Master, there is also Bai Jingtian, Tianji Tower ranks him third in the martial arts rankings, Shaoshishan fights with him, the two of them seem to have no victory in their swordsmanship."
Lei Zidao shook his head, looking at the Tianya sword energy that ignored the way of heaven, the green light was shining brightly, "That's wrong, Huangquan Wentian's swordsmanship is already in a perfect state of mind. At this moment, he has no fear of success or failure, and has no regrets in the world. This battle is
His last battle is also the peak battle. This state of mind may be the state of heaven and man."
Some elders of the Thunder Gate also listened to the sect leader's evaluation of him, and stood up respectfully. This was a tribute to the best swordsman in the world. Such a sword is worthy of worship.
"It's a pity that he is facing the master. If he had not been injured and had been hidden for more than twenty years, he might have truly reached that supreme state. Now, he is still no match for the master. The victory or defeat has been decided.
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Lei Wushuang clenched his fists tightly, and his whole body was strengthened by thunder and lightning. Every punch he punched would bring the power to destroy the heaven and the earth, and the thunder from the nine heavens also continuously gave him invincible backing.
The Tianya Sword is a mortal sword after all. Under this unprecedented attack in the world, it began to become incomplete and broken, breaking inch by inch. In the end, even the hilt of the sword was turned into pieces and fell into the thunder pond.
Feng Yu and others watched, cheering for Lao Huang in their hearts, but the disappearance of Tianya Sword was also accompanied by their helpless shouts.
Lei Wushuang and Huang Quan Wentian exchanged punches, and both retreated thousands of feet. The terrible explosion of energy even dispersed the water of the thunder pool. The Nine Heavens Mysterious Thunder became even more violent, falling into the lake, trying to strike every step of the way.
The pride of Huang Quan Wentian was shattered.
The two sides stood still, visible to the naked eye, Huang Quan Wentian spat out a mouthful of blood, and the green robe on his body had been stained red, while Lei Wushuang was still unscathed. But only he knew that the punch just now actually contained the entirety of this man's life.
The sword intention in his fist was already stirring his sea of energy, and his blood was already churning. If he hadn't been a heavenly being, he would have really been defeated by this punch.
After regaining his composure, Lei Wushuang charged up his energy again, and the water in the thunder pond flowed upward to the sky. As a medium, above the long river, amid the thunder, it seemed that the entire lake water entering the sky was wrapped in purple electricity.
"God's punishment! God's punishment!"
The common people who didn't understand fell to their knees one after another, praying to God to let them live.
All the experts present could see that Huang Quan Wentian was almost exhausted due to the injury just now. At this time, he was probably at the end of his strength and no longer had the strength to resist, let alone this world-destroying move.
Many people closed their eyes, not wanting to see the old man die. They all hoped that what would be left behind would always be that invincible sword.
There were only a few people watching all the time. Bai Jingtian regarded him as a close friend and an old enemy in swordsmanship. He knew that he had failed, but he also wanted to see the brilliance he released in his last breath of life.
Bai Suxuan's eyes were still full of hatred for Leimen. She knew that Huang Quan Wentian's death was the last time the two of them faced Leimen, but she had no regrets and only looked forward to seeing herself in another world.
husband, telling him that living is so tiring.
Feng Yu looked at him simply because he was Lao Huang, an old man who had led him through many unusual experiences. He had guarded Yinghun Mountain for more than 20 years for himself, for the Xia family, and for the people of Tang State. In his eyes,
He is as tall as his father.
Huang Quan Wentian looked at the people below who were like ants, saw people he was familiar with, and thought about scenes of his past, he couldn't help but laugh loudly, and shouted angrily towards the water of the thunder pool above the nine heavens: "Fuck your mother's way to heaven.
!I never believe in God! The only one who can keep me in this world is me! With this sword, I want to show the world what the true way of swordsmanship is! Come with the sword!"
With a roar, everyone in the world can hear this unyielding voice from the heart!
As the word "Jian Lai" resounded throughout the world, everyone felt that everything around them was sword energy, crossing space, crossing martial arts, and crossing everything that could be crossed. Even if they were just butchers cutting meat, they felt that they had become a butcher at this moment.
The leader of swordsmanship in the world!
The swords in the hands of everyone below began to tremble in unison, echoing, fearful, and proud.
"This is the real sword energy that fills the world!" Bai Jingtian looked at the iron sword at his waist and murmured in a low voice. He knew that Huang Quan Wentian's sword had surpassed him by far, because
His Jinghong Sword was finally aligned in his direction.
The sword energy from all things in the world gathered on the thunder pool, and it seemed that the Tianya Sword was back, but it didn't seem to be that sword anymore.
One sword spans thousands of miles, one sword frosts fourteen states!
At this moment, even though he was thousands of miles away, he felt the strongest sword.
The sword energy penetrates the heaven and earth, the sword energy travels in the four seas, and the sword energy has reached the sky!
The endless thunder pool water and the supreme thunder pool power brought about this world-destroying punch!
Huang Quan Wentian let out his last laugh between the sky and the earth. In the laughter, the sky seemed to be torn open, and a huge crack was still expanding. Everyone could see it, and he cut the sky with one sword!
With the brilliant power of Heaven, everything returned to calm, and the thunder pool returned to its original appearance. Was the scene just now just a dream?
No, it was just that the old man in green turned into ashes and took away the dream of the sword left to the world.
Lei Zidao performed a strange etiquette with his hands and bowed deeply in the direction where the Lei Chi swordsman disappeared.
Lei Wushuang's purple light flashed and he came to Lei Zidao.
His figure, which was originally somewhat old, now seems to be in its twilight years. Without the blessing of the emperor's aura and the gift of heaven, he is just an old man at this moment.
"Master, you~"
Lei Wushuang shook his head, "I won, but it seems that I didn't win. He used his last breath to teach me a lesson! His life is really enviable. I hope I won't do it again in the next life.
There is such care and ambition.”
Looking at the old pace of the master leaving step by step, Lei Zidao knew for the first time that the master was also old. Is there anything in this world that is immortal?
Today has proved the answer. Yes, those who are not old still have a heart!
Feng Yu watched Lao Huang leave, feeling unusually calm in his heart. He thought he would be unbalanced, but why was he so careless?
Xiao Pojun asked reluctantly: "Your Highness, it's time to go back."
"Yes, it's time to go back. I should have known this a long time ago."
After taking two steps, he remembered something and turned back to look at Bai Suxuan and the two of them, "Auntie, have you really thought about it?"
Bai Suxuan burst into tears, both for sighing and for relief, "Senior has proved himself with a sword. What's the point of my staying in this world? My obsession is too deep and I can't extricate myself. I should have followed him twenty years ago."
He left, let's indulge again today. Qianxun stayed in Shaolin, I just hope His Highness Prince Huai can visit her when he has time, and don't let her follow her mother's old path again."
Feng Yu nodded and left directly. No one of the Leimen disciples stopped him, and no one could recover from the sword.
In the world a long time later, wherever there is still the dispute between the two swordsman masters, there is only one swordsman leader that everyone respects, because this is what the third best Jiujianxian in the world said personally.
Apart from this battle between the strongest in the world, there is another thing that makes people talk about it.
That is, after the old sword-wielding man died and disappeared, a woman and her entourage entered the Thunder Gate. In that supreme position, I don’t know what happened, but it was said that she was the leader of the Thunder Gate.
Injured, one of the ten elders actually lost one. Although it was not that amazing, it was still in the Cave Mystic Realm.
A woman made Raimon the laughingstock of people in the world, but was she really laughing at Raimon? She was probably just laughing at her own weakness and incompetence, and at the fact that she could only live in a dream.
After Shaolin got the news, the only woman went on a hunger strike alone in the Zen room for three days. After three days, although she was very haggard, she was full of energy and energy. She clamored to learn the Yi Jin Jing and let Bu Shan deal with women.
The monks were really at a loss.
In the city of Jinling, an old man in a blue mandarin jacket began his drunken dream again, as if he could see something in his drunken dream. Even the once frightening Prince Sheng could not wake him up.
In Qingzhou Tianqiong Pass, Feng Yu was sitting cross-legged in the courtyard. In his words, he was in retreat, but he still had to eat.
There was also a sword that flew out from the central hall in the fuselage. No one knew about this sword, but the swordsmanship in Jianghu seemed to be no longer lonely. This chapter has been completed!