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"call!"

"call!"

"call!"

Chen Jun wiped the blood from his mouth with his arm, and his breathing was slightly rapid and heavy, like thunderous drums knocking at the door of his heart.

The disciples of Longhu Mountain looked at the refined muscles of the bare upper body and swallowed unconsciously. The swordsmen in the martial arts were filled with excitement and could not help but tremble.

After finishing speaking, he looked up at the sky, with a sinister smile appearing on the corner of his mouth.

There are tens of millions of people in the world, but no one seems to be able to withstand this anger.

"You are stubborn and will not die with this sword. This is because God pities you for your difficult practice. If you want to survive, I advise you to get out of Longhu Mountain!"

Chen Jun said nothing, and the surrounding air whizzed around his body.

"Chen Jun, you have to think clearly, there will be more than one sword strike next."

"Retreat or not!"

The immortal sounds of the heavenly beings sounded loudly, like cold gold and iron swords striking and shaking the void.

"Back off, uncle!"

A response sounded from the ground.

There was a bang, and then a bright white rainbow rose from the pit and flew rapidly towards the sky.

I come from heaven and go to heaven.

What do immortals do to me?

"How dare you, Shuzi?"

The faces of the immortals in the sky were all filled with anger, and they seemed to be hiding other emotions. When the mysterious sound fell in the air, the immortals were instantly prepared for defense.

A purple thunderbolt fell from the direction of the fluctuating light at an alarming speed, aiming at Chen Jun.

The second thunderbolt fell from the direction of Kaiyang, with an astonishing force.

Immediately afterwards, the third to seventh thunderbolts fell from Tianxuan, Tianji, Tianquan, Yuheng, Tianshu, respectively, as if the figure in mid-air was some peerless demon, angering the heavens, and about to be destroyed with thunder.

kill.

At this moment, the swordsman on the ground fell silent.

Such a thunderous killing, borrowing magic from heaven and earth, is undoubtedly the top immortal method. How many people in the world can resist it?

call!

Chen Jun shot into the sky like a sharp arrow, his ears roaring with wind.

The first thunderbolt fell instantly.

boom!

Suddenly, Chen Jun's speed increased again, and a thunderstorm passed by him.

The other spectators looked up and saw this scene, and they were all a little shocked. They were impressed by the boldness of the skilled man, but also a little unexpected.

Boom!

The second thunder struck Chen Jun.

Still using the same method, Chen Jun turned around in an instant and shook off the thunder, as if he was playing.

Thunder suddenly fell from the ground, and the west side of Longhu Mountain was split in half.

"Kill him!"

The first founder of Longhu Mountain in the sky said gloomily, and then several banished immortals recited magic spells, and thunder in the air sped up several times faster than the original speed of lightning.

The great calamity has arrived.

Five heavenly thunders are about to fall!

One level after another, so what if you are a land god?

The third sky thunder roared towards him. This time, Chen Jun did not dodge or dodge, he went straight towards the rolling thunder, clasped his hands together, and transformed his hands into single hands.

A square-inch thunder shot up in his hand, hiding five thunders in an instant.

The arms suddenly separated, directly smashing the thunder into pieces.

Longhushan banished the immortal and trembled when he saw it, tearing up the thunder with his hands. Is he doing things so unreasonable?

That was the thunder of heaven and earth.

Bang bang bang!!!

The next moment, a jaw-dropping scene was staged. Chen Jun smashed through three thunderbolts one after another, all of which were resisted by force with his body. Even though the skin outside his body was scorched yellow, cracked and bleeding, his speed did not slow down, but increased greatly.

Incomparably domineering!

"Stop him!" the first founder of Longhu Mountain yelled.

"It's late."

Chen Jun squatted slightly on his knees in the air, put the fingers of his left hand together, and pointed the sword tip of his right hand directly at the seventh purple sky thunder.

Chen Jun shouted: "Break it open!"

Purple thunder struck head-on like a torrential flood, and Chen Jun cut off the sword.

The purple tide split into two, rushed past Chen Jun on both sides, and quickly dissipated between heaven and earth.

Chen Jun's body jumped out like a tide, suddenly exceeding the height of the Big Dipper formation formed by the Immortals of Longhu Mountain, and stared down at him: "I told you, I will shoot you down one by one!"

There were many wounds on Chen Jun's body, and every wound was bleeding. His hair was disheveled, but his tall posture facing the wind was like a god standing between heaven and earth.

At this time, he is more like an immortal than those who were banished to immortals. This is the sudden thought of many people on the ground.

The immortals looked at each other, with anger on their faces, and they all started to kill Chen Jun. There was still a trace of inexplicable anxiety in their hearts.

Chen Jun made a move that was unbelievable to the immortals. He hung the sword on his waist, acting as uninhibited and wanton as Wen Hua.

Open your arms and embrace the world.

There are no Taoist maxims that follow the words, and there are no Buddhist visions. It is just a simple action without any words.

Boom!

Rumble!

There were strange noises from heaven and earth, like dull thunder and thunder.

The spectators on the ground looked at the sky, dumbfounded, and then immediately ran away down Longhu Mountain, running as fast as they could, as fast as they could.

There is rain in the sky, it is sword rain!

There was a rain of swords in Longhu Mountain!

Densely packed, ninety thousand swords fell down like heavy rain.

Covering the sky and blocking out the sun.

Covering the entire Longhu Mountain.

At the same moment, Wen Hua slowly closed his mouth and swallowed, "My dear, these many swords are enough for them to drink a pot."

Xuanyuan Qingfeng didn't answer, but speeded up his flight to escape.

**

Huishan.

In Guniu Dagang, two middle-aged Confucian scholars were slowly playing chess, and a little book boy next to them suddenly looked up at the sky.

"Sir, sir, where is the sword rain?"

The middle-aged Confucian scholar clapped his hands and looked around, "I see it, I see it. We happened to be in time and we are standing in a good place. We can take a look at this ancient scene of swordsmanship."

Xuanyuan Jingcheng also looked over and asked, "Since you are here, sir, why don't you go up and visit."

The middle-aged Confucian scholar shook his head, "How can that be done? He still wants to enjoy Huishan's food. Since he wants to establish a sect and leave an orthodox tradition, it just happens to be such a happy day. If he can get something back, he can get it.

If you don't want to come, just treat it as a viewing gift for him."

"Sir, you are open-minded!" Xuanyuan Jingcheng nodded.

The middle-aged Confucian scholar shook his head and cursed: "You are so open-minded, I can't beat him!"

Emperor Wu City.

This place is independent of any dynasty. Even when the emperor who unified the Spring and Autumn Period entered the city, the second city lord in the world never came out of the inner city to greet him. Over the past hundred years, the Spring and Autumn Period has changed, and only this city gate has walked in and out of almost all ten cities.

Great masters, today's leading figures in martial arts, Li Chungang in sheepskin fur walked by, Deng Tai'a riding a donkey backwards carrying peach blossom branches walked by, and Cao Changqing, an official in green, walked by. These were among the few people who could walk from the top of Emperor Wu's city.

Those who came down, and the others who did not come down, left their personal famous swords at the top of the city.

At this moment, the swords embedded in the city wall are trembling slightly.

An old man with a gray beard, a bright head, and a tall build stood on the city wall, looking southward.

He claims to be the second best in the world, and he has been standing in the world for a century.

Beiliang.

Listening to the Tide Pavilion, a stone thrown into the lake will cause faint ripples.

A scholar-looking man said: "The situation in the world has changed drastically. It is time to take advantage of the situation."

Xu Fengnian asked: "Sir, do you think Han Diao Temple can defend Tai'an City?"

The middle-aged scholar shook his head: "Liyang has internal and external troubles. Even if he is a powerful eunuch, he cannot stop the many dragons and tigers in Tai'an City. What's more, the five vassal kings are already taking action. In the name of King Qin, Han Diao Temple can control it in a short time.

Without too much military power, there is nothing we can do.”

"Where is Gu Jiantang?"

"How could Gu Jiantang obey an eunuch?"

The scholar smiled and said: "Taian City is like a swamp. Whoever stays there for a long time will suffocate. The vassal king is like this, Han Diao Temple is like this, and Gu Jiantang is like this. He doesn't have many roads. He will either rebel or wait for a price."

Xu Fengnian said: "So Han Diao Temple left Tai'an City."

The scholar nodded.

Xu Fengnian still wanted to ask questions, so he stood up suddenly and looked south at the sky in the distance.

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The immortal's expression was extremely solemn.

They looked at each other, and at the same time revealed the Dharma and poured vitality into the body of the first patriarch. The latter spread his fingers and grabbed it in the air, shouting softly: "Five mountains listen to my order!"

A towering mountain Dharma image suddenly rose in mid-air, and four fairy mountains with different momentums rose slowly around it, each with its majestic beauty and danger.

Chen Jun didn't even look at it, he remained motionless as a mountain, embracing the sky.

"Boom!"

When tens of thousands of flying swords fell, the Dharma images of the five mountains in the sky were like paper shells, and the mountains collapsed and the ground cracked in an instant.

The seven immortals vomited blood in unison!

In the blink of an eye, countless flying swords fell, instantly killing five Longhu Mountain banished immortals.

The sword energy came out of the body, directly piercing the immortal in the air and driving it into the rocks on the ground.

Only the two men riding white deer and the first ancestor carrying the ancient mahogany sword escaped death, but they were also seriously injured.

Thousands of swords were fired simultaneously, but the egg was not finished.

On the ground, hundreds of Taoist palaces, Taoist temples, Taoist temples, and golden temples collapsed one after another on the Longhu Mountain. The number of casualties was very few because they were covered by bunkers.

Chen Jun's face was pale and his body was a little unstable.

Looking at the two remaining immortals a hundred feet away, they raised their swords in their hands, and their sharp sword intent slowly gathered.

"If I don't go to hell, who will? What the monk said makes sense."

The immortal riding the white deer sighed sadly, "Longhu Mountain has suffered such a calamity. It is irreversible. I hope the first ancestor can kill this evil demon."

After saying these words, the White Deer Immortal turned into white starlight and floated into the body of the first patriarch, causing most of his injuries to improve.

The first patriarch looked at Chen Jun coldly, without any nonsense, he took the lead and slashed with his sword.

Chen Jun is now seriously injured. Faced with the whistling sword energy, he does not resist too much. He avoids the sharp edge with his quick movement. The only martial arts in the world is fast. The swordsmanship of the first ancestor is far from fast, but he has the ability.

The magical power is self-contained, similar to the charm of spreading beans and forming soldiers.

Every sword energy fills the surroundings with sword light everywhere, as if the grass and trees are all soldiers. With the master's insight into the realm of clues, the first generation ancestor can accurately capture Chen Jun's attack and escape routes, because every move of Chen Jun will inevitably impact those small and small things.

The subtle sword energy floating in the sky and the earth allows him to predict and make plans beforehand.

But no matter how mysterious it is, when it comes to killing people.

The original founder looked down on it, but Chen Jun didn't like it at all.

Suddenly, Chen Jun grasped the mahogany sword of the first patriarch. He didn't expect it at all. When he reacted, he wanted to kill someone with the sword energy so close to him, but he didn't expect that Chen Jun would fight close to him again.

Punch out!

The first ancestor was knocked into the ground, causing a burst of thick smoke.

On the shattered demon-slaying platform, the first patriarch suddenly stood up, and Chen Jun kicked him away fiercely.

The first patriarch, who had difficulty adapting, blocked the kick with Hengjian, and his body was kicked into the air again.

In an instant, the leaping Chen Jun hit his chest with his elbow and was knocked back to the ground.

Chen Jun abandoned his sword and did not use it, which caused great disturbance to the first generation ancestor, and it was difficult to adapt to this simple and crude fighting method, which was extremely uncomfortable.

Bang!

The first patriarch was slapped by Chen Jun and flew hundreds of feet away.

Wiping the blood from the corner of his lips with his sleeve, the first patriarch looked at the figure that was quickly passing by, raised his arm and said softly: "Your existence goes against the laws of nature. There is no unreasonable rule in the way of swordsmanship, and there are no rules in martial arts. I will teach you today."

Rules, without rules there would be nothing."

"I will kill you according to the rules!"

The first patriarch held a sword in his hand and drew a circle.

But the sword energy that had just been formed was round, and in an instant, a figure pierced through the circle like an arrow. His feet were like two dragon scissors, and with a violent twist, he kicked the first patriarch's chin and kicked him into the mountain with great force.

The ancestor's eyes flashed with stars, and he spit out a mouthful of blood, which splashed on the long sword.

The ancient peach wood sword fell to the ground.

The square sword array suddenly exploded and was destroyed in an instant.

The first patriarch opened his eyes and saw a dark shadow passing before his eyes: "Those with big fists have the final say."

Click!

The first patriarch fell to the ground, his body weak and limp.

The few spectators stared wide-eyed, not expecting that the last banished immortal would die in such a way.

From the beginning to the end of the final battle, the Sword God did not use a single sword.

At this moment, the cries of the Longhu Mountain disciples can be vaguely heard.

Chen Jun held on to the cliff with one hand, and with the other hand supported by Xuanyuan Qingfeng, he glanced at everyone: "From now on, Longhu Mountain will be renamed Qingyun Mountain!"

"Qingyun Mountain will be closed for fifteen days from now on. The founding ceremony of the sect will be held on the fifteenth day, and people from all over the world can come and watch the ceremony!"