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"What's wrong?"

Xu Fengnian asked: "Old man, why are you looking at the sky all of a sudden?"

Li Chungang chuckled and said, "It's nothing, I just vaguely heard the sound of someone shouting for the sword to come."

"Sword coming?"

"Why didn't I hear anything?"

"Of course you can't hear it. With your three-legged cat's swordsmanship, you still want to hear the sound of sword energy whistling thousands of miles away. Don't daydream. Only a master of the Sword God and Sword Immortal level can understand this. You, Xu Fengnian, will never do it in your life.

Think about it."

"Hey, old man Li, don't be complacent, I'm almost at the first level." Xu Fengnian said.

Li Chungang sarcastically said: "There are countless elixirs and wonderful medicines, there are tons of secret manuals on internal swordsmanship and Wang Chonglou's Dahuang Ting, even a dog can enter the first-level realm."

Xu Fengnian has long been accustomed to hearing the cynicism of the old sword god Li Chungang. Who said this was once the best swordsman in the world?

After a while, Xu Fengnian still couldn't help but ask: "Jianlai, I watched you use Chaoting once before. Who else has seen it and learned your unique skills?"

"Guess." Li Chungang smiled slightly and announced the answer before Xu Fengnian could speak: "Your teacher."

"hiss!"

Xu Fengnian took a deep breath: "No wonder you are so proud. Old man, do you think Beimang will be in danger if he forces my teacher to this point?"

"There is definitely danger. Since he wants to win the national fortune of Beimang, he will inevitably face the masters from all over Beimang. Among them, Tuoba Bodhisattva, Hong Jingyan and others are extraordinary in strength. It is normal for him to be forced into danger."

"That..."

"It's not easy to kill the teacher. It should be fine."

Li Chungang said leisurely: "This must be another ancient war. It's a pity that I can't participate in it!"

Xu Fengnian could only helplessly watch Li Chungang leave gracefully.

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The Xicheng District, far away from the Beimang King's City, is where the official post station is located. It is a temporary residence for high-ranking officials and wealthy merchants who come and go, but now this place has been turned into a bloody killing ground.

A streak of purple clothing is as graceful as a startled dragon, and it will surely bring blood when it is struck.

"Formation, I don't believe we have so many first-level masters and we can't take down a Vajra-level woman."

A middle-aged qigong practitioner directly in front shouted loudly, but the words had just fallen.

Inside the inn.

The sword box suddenly exploded, Xuanyuan Qingfeng looked back.

There is sword energy to fight the bullfight!

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The sword energy roared and shattered the sun.

A ray of light pierced the sky and flew from the west to the east city.

The real dragon's golden and black eyes slowly turned its head along the flying sword that seemed to cut through the aurora in the dark night, until it fell into the hands of the man in white.

"roar!"

The void rippled like water, and then expanded rapidly, but no matter how angry it was, it was of no use.

It is formed by luck and is an illusory existence!

Empress Murong of Beimang looked at the long sword in Chen Jun's hand, her face suddenly turned pale, and she took two steps back. If it weren't for the support of Murong Baoding behind her, she would have sat down on the ground.

Murong Baoding's face didn't look much better, his scalp was almost bursting.

He already had such an aura without holding a sword in his hand. If he held this long sword with great light, his fighting power would be pretty good.

Holding the Zhuxian Sword in his hand, Chen Jun raised his head again and looked at the real dragon.

His sleeves seemed filled with wind and thunder, and there was a smile on his lips.

Killing a dragon, this is what Xu Fengnian calls a technical job.

"To be a good person, you need to be true to your word, and you must achieve three percent of your performance."

Chen Jun relied on the void to control the air, raised his long sword high, and suddenly swung: "Beimang's national destiny, kill!"

At this time, a person, Murong Baoding, was standing in front of Beimang Guoyunzhenlong.

This half-Buddha of the Beimang Great Vajra Realm is said to have an indestructible body that is not inferior to that of the Buddhist monk Nagarjuna and Li Dangxin.

Putting his hands together, brilliant golden Buddha light erupted from his body. The golden light was peaceful and peaceful, as if it made people feel the urge to worship. As the golden light expanded rapidly like a sky curtain, bursts of Zen chants came out, which seemed like thunder from a distant Buddhist land.

Buddha Chanting at Yin Temple.

In his field of vision, a purple thunder dragon as thick as a bucket rushed towards him, and its body expanded rapidly as it galloped, as fast as lightning, with the momentum of cutting mountains and seas.

Murong Baoding felt a numbness all over his body, and the flesh and blood in the air felt like he was in boiling water. This sense of crisis became increasingly intense.

This sword was beyond imagination, stronger than any sword he had seen before, but... it was not impossible.

"Certainly!"

Suddenly, Murong Baoding's seven orifices were bleeding, and the lotus seal on his hand pressed down towards the sword light.

Heaven and earth are eclipsed!

The original golden Buddha light turned gray, and Murong Baoding aged more than ten years. This gray world quickly covered the purple thunder dragon, dyeing the purple on its body gray.

The heaven and earth suddenly became silent, and the silence was terrifying.

Finally, he blocked the sword by killing a thousand enemies and damaging himself by ten thousand. Murong Baoding paid a huge price. He smiled, and his smile suddenly solidified!

"roar!"

The thunder dragon was in mid-air, roaring high into the sky.

The sound shakes the fields, and the color of heaven and earth changes!

In an instant, the thunder dragon shattered into pieces and flew into ashes, which was beyond Murong Baoding's expectation. The thousands of fragments suddenly condensed into a bright white light, and a scream came from far to near, from silent to inaudible, and rapidly increased in volume.

, until it is so deafening that people can no longer hear any sound.

Tens of thousands of white lights merged into one at this moment, forming a huge beam of light that enveloped the world and struck it head-on with the world-destroying power. This momentum almost threatened to cut the entire Beimang King's City in half.

Murong Baoding was blown away by white light in mid-air, and the golden blood of his body was sprinkled on the National Fortune True Dragon.

The Vajra realm is broken!

And the true dragon of national destiny, soaked in hot golden blood, became more and more ferocious and terrifying, shaking its huge dragon head, and roaring with more substantial dragon power than before.

The white light beam didn't stop, it crossed the space and struck the dragon's head, and an earth-shattering roar instantly erupted.

At this moment, at the Beimang Imperial Palace, a stretch of luxurious palaces collapsed for ten miles.

Empress Murong looked at the deep blood marks on Beimang's National Fortune True Dragon that extended from its head to seven inches on its belly. She was so frightened that she collapsed on the ground.

Chen Jun stood in the sky facing the wind and stopped his hand.

Killing this true dragon in Beimang was certainly a feat of immortal immortality, but in that case, Xuanyuan Qingfeng would really have to stay in Beimang, not to mention that Tuoba Bodhisattva had already arrived to kill him.

A wisp of smoke rose into the sky, and a man ran into the city.

"Boom, boom..."

Every heavy step was like a thunder drum shaking the streets of the royal city. Thick smoke and dust were raised on both sides. Suddenly, a more domineering sound was heard. Tuoba Bodhisattva raised his head high in the air and raised his fist to hit Chen Jun.

His whole person has changed, his body is perfect, his bronze skin is shining with dazzling luster, his legs jump into the air, full of explosive power, and his fists are wide and wide, seeming to contain the most terrifying power in the world. The most terrifying thing.

What's heart-stirring is his eyes, which are like a vast ocean full of undercurrents. They are still in movement and move in stillness, making it impossible for people to grasp their movements.

He was originally a swarthy old farmer, but now he is like a god of war who rules the prairie. Perhaps the only thing that remains unchanged is the silence.

Chen Jun smiled and raised his arm to hold the long sword, but he did not make any reasonable movements to raise the sword, and the sword was already drawn when he held the sword.

The sword energy bursts out, and the energy penetrates the rainbow.

A sword energy as thick as a dragon's waist went straight towards Tuoba Bodhisattva's face. The latter spread his fingers and patted lightly on the menacing sword rainbow. The thick sword energy exploded in front of him, making it extremely brilliant.

This was an unprecedented and brilliant battle, staged under the watchful eyes of the soldiers and people of Beimang King's City.

Those Beimang masters and Qi practitioners who came over looked at the ruins that were about to destroy half of the city. They could only swallow their saliva and tremble with fear. Even the masters who had entered the first-level realm did not dare to rush into the battle space between the two.

Hong Jingyan is an example, and there are several Hong Jingyan in Beimang.

This is no longer a human battle. As the fists, feet, swords and palms of both sides fight, strange moves come out one after another. Fast versus fast, there is no lag in the process, and both the offensive and defensive sides attack and defend as they please; its compactness and fierceness also imply

The overbearing and elegant meaning is so brilliant that it is difficult to describe it in any language."

Chen Jun was punched into the palace by Tuoba.

He took advantage of the opportunity to stand on the remaining high wall of Beimang Palace, and immediately under his feet was a cracked wall like a spider web.

This luxurious and beautiful imperial city is like a ravaged and dazzling beauty. It was originally half collapsed due to the fate of the country. Now due to the fierce battle between the two, there are thunder and rainstorms. There is no pause, as if it is to be played.

breathed his last.

The West Garden of the Imperial Palace is quiet and deserted.

This is where Beimang Leng Palace is located, but two uninvited guests suddenly broke in.

Chen Jun swung his sword and slashed with lightning. Tuoba Bodhisattva retreated another thousand feet.

"Huh, we can't continue fighting." After getting a chance to breathe, Chen Jun looked up to the west of the royal city, and his heart tightened for no reason. That was where Xuanyuan Qingfeng Station was located.

"go back!"

Flicking the sword blade, the ancient sword trembled slightly and flew towards the inn with a whooshing sound.

In less than a moment, Tuoba rushed towards me like a thunderbolt again, with a sneer on his lips: "You still dare to attack me with no sword in your hand?"

As he spoke, a gust of wind swept up the willow leaves around Leng Palace, and the willow leaves fluttered in the air.

In the eyes of outsiders, it is absolutely a beautiful artistic conception, but it is a pity that no one is watching the battle.

"Why don't you dare?"

Chen Jun stretched out his hand to clamp a willow leaf and exhaled: "Using willow as a sword, you can guard eighteen thousand!"

As soon as the voice fell, eighteen thousand willow leaves rose from the ground in the wind.

Tuoba Bodhisattva looked solemn.

At this moment, only one sentence could be heard in the huge city of King Beimang: "Tuoba Bodhisattva, this sword has eighteen thousand, and the name of the sword is 'Don't stay'. With this sword, please leave the city and don't stay!"

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ps: Oh my God, it’s so cold in the south. My hands are swollen from the cold.