Gao Wu: Just Became Suzerain, The Empress Invited Me Out Of The Mountain

"Seven Star Longyuan, well-deserved reputation.

"Brother Zhou's swordsmanship is also superb, I admire you."

Huang Dingyuan praised, and the fighting spirit on his face became stronger and stronger.

"Brother Huang's unparalleled sword box is also unfathomable, it is difficult for ordinary people to fight, and the name of the purple-clothed sword king is worthy of the name.

Zhou Yuanjun also praised that the sword flower he just used was not simple. He used twelve kinds of sword intents. After the twelve sword intents are combined, the power is more than doubled, and ordinary eleventh-level powerhouses can't stop it.

"Brother Huang's unparalleled sword box still has the last divine sword left. I don't know its origin, please enlighten me." Zhou Yuanjun said.

"At first I wanted to keep one hand, but I didn't expect Brother Zhou to be so strong that I couldn't hide this last sword, so I had to be born today."

As Huang Dingyuan spoke, his tone seemed remorseful, but his expression was completely blank, even full of fighting spirit.

"Wan Ren, come out!"

"Five Eight Three" Huang Dingyuan yelled softly, and the last divine sword in Wushuang's sword box was unsheathed immediately.

When this sword is out of the sheath, it shines brilliantly, which is even better than the previous eight swords, giving people a feeling of extreme sharpness.

"Do you have a history?" Zhou Yuanjun asked with interest.

Huang Dingyuan stretched out his hand, Wan Ren fell into his palm, the divine sword whined softly, as if he was about to fight Qixing Longyuan, Huang Dingyuan stroked the sword with his left hand to calm it down, and then said:

"My divine sword, called Wanren, Wanren, stands on a solitary peak and stands on a wall. It was forged by Master Lu Fuzi, the master swordsmith, on Wanren Mountain."

"It is inlaid with thirty-six South China Sea green blood red hearts, the sword body is slender and beautiful, and the divine light is dazzling, which makes people feel ashamed."

"Ranked in the Jianghu Famous Swordsmanship, ranking thirty-ninth."

The surrounding audience heard Huang Dingyuan's introduction, and immediately recognized this divine sword, and there were many discussions.

"Wanren Sword, isolated on the high shore, sharp and sharp, and blessed with thirty-six South Sea Green Blood Hearts, can help the sword master strengthen the sword intent and sword energy. It is a ninth-grade magic weapon."

"With the blessing of the Wushuang sword box, the Wanren Sword is no longer just a pure Ninth-Rank Divine Weapon, at least it has to be increased by half a rank. No wonder it is not afraid of the Seven Star Dragon Yuan."

"It is said that this sword was used by the sword king of Nanyue Jianchi back then. It became famous and powerful. Unexpectedly, it has been passed into the hands of Huang Dingyuan now.

"Isn't this normal? Both Huang Dingyuan and the Sword King are from Nanyue Sword Pool, maybe the sword master is his master? What's the use of passing Fang Yang Sword to his disciples as the divine sword at the bottom of the box?"

"That makes sense."

"Is it ranked thirty-ninth in the famous swordsmanship of Jianghu?"

Zhou Yuanjun was not intimidated by the name, but wanted to experience the power of this famous sword.

There are fifty divine swords in the world recorded in the Famous Swords Book of Jianghu, and the worst ones are ninth-rank divine weapons. Each of them has a glorious record, otherwise it would be difficult to make it to the list.

After all, there are more than forty nine-rank divine weapons in the world.

The top ten swords in the famous sword spectrum are all peerless magic weapons, some have been lost for a long time, and some are still handed down.

Zhou Yuanjun slashed across the sword edge of Qixing Longyuan in his hand with two fingers, and said passionately:

"Let's fight!"

"war!"

Huang Dingyuan also yelled, the twelve divine swords floating above his head, Zidian, Qingshuang, Yuanhe, Jueying, Ruozhirou, Pojun, Tanlang, Seven Kills, Spring Breeze, Xia Yu, Qiu Lei, Dong Dian , The twelve divine swords shot out together.

Huang Dingyuan multi-tasked, and controlled twelve divine swords at the same time, and his power was shocking.

Before, Huang Dingyuan simply manipulated the divine swords to fight, but now he went one step further. Each divine sword evolved different sword techniques and techniques, and at the same time used different sword moves to attack and kill Zhou Yuanjun.

The people around watching the battle suddenly realized that it is extremely difficult to control the twelve divine swords to fight, and it is even more difficult to let the twelve divine swords perform different sword techniques, sword moves, and sword tactics at the same time.

But Huang Dingyuan did it at this moment, and it was very smooth.

Zhou Yuanjun looked at the attacking twelve divine swords, and frowned slightly. These twelve sword skills and sword art are not weak, some are fierce, some are feminine, some are good at speed, and some are powerful and heavy. ....The various sword tactics actually seem to be merging faintly.

"One sword hides the void!"

Zhou Yuanjun waved the seven-star Longyuan in his hand, and a spiral sword energy was born around him, surrounding him without a single gap.

When the twelve kinds of sword tactics attacked, they were all blocked by the spiral sword energy, and the one-sword hidden-empty style was to defend and break the attack.

Huh~

At this moment, the Wanren Sword in Huang Dingyuan's hand slashed straight at him, and also displayed a top-level sword art, which is the world-renowned sword art of Nanyue Sword Pool.

Zhou Yuanjun smiled slightly, he had expected it a long time ago, and swung the Seven Star Dragon Yuan in his hand again, casting a hundred swords without end.

It seems that he only swung his sword once, but in fact, he slashed out hundreds of sword qi in an instant, combined positive and negative, and attacked the killing Wanren sword...

bang~

Baidao sword energy was shattered, and the sword art Wan Renjian used was also shattered directly, and even the Wanren sword was blown out.

"Brother Zhou, I will use the last move. If I can't win, I will admit defeat."

After Huang Dingyuan finished speaking, with a wave of his hand, the twelve divine swords flew back together and landed in front of him, lined up with Wan Renjian.

He drew a circle in front of him with his right hand, and suddenly thirteen swords were arranged in a circle shape, twelve swords were on the outside, Wanren sword was in the middle, all hilts were facing him, and the tip of the swords was facing Zhou Yuanjun.

"Heavenly Sword Jue: Slash the world of mortals with one sword!"

Huang Dingyuan pinched a sword formula, shouted loudly, and the thirteen divine swords shot out immediately, each arousing boundless sword energy, stirring up the sky for thousands of miles.

Halfway through the flight, the thirteen divine swords merged together to form a new divine sword, faintly exuding the aura of a peerless divine weapon.

This sword combined with the Heavenly Sword Jue he used, the power has reached the peak of the eleventh level, even if the eleventh level resists, he will die directly.

"Well done."

Zhou Yuanjun also shouted loudly, saying:

"Ten Thousand Swords Return to Yuan!"

He thrust the Seven Star Dragon Abyss sword straight into the sky, and the Seven Star Dragon Abyss flew to a very high place in an instant, and then, under the urging of the sword tactics, split into seven star dragon abysses, tens of thousands of them.

Tens of thousands of seven-star dragons slashed down with endless killing power, like a torrent of ten thousand swords, directly bombarding the combined peerless divine sword.

rumbling~

Under this blow, a brilliant sword light shone for 28 million miles. Along the way, all the mountains that were not guarded by the tyrannical formation were cut off, and the sound shook the world.

Finally, Zhou Yuanjun took back the Seven Star Longyuan Sword, put it in the scabbard at his waist, and said to Huang Dingyuan with a smile:

"Brother Huang, I accept it."

Huang Dingyuan looked at the thirteen divine swords scattered all over the ground, stood there blankly for a while, beckoned to put the thirteen divine swords into the Wushuang sword box, and then said to Zhou Yuanjun:

"Brother Zhou is unparalleled in swordsmanship, I have lost this sword debate."

"Brother Zhou deserves the phrase 'Who is the peak at the end of the way of the sword?

"Hahaha, Brother Huang, don't make fun of me. My ability is still inferior to that of the sword master and master swordsman." Zhou Yuanjun said with a smile.

"The sword debate is over, do you want to drink?" Huang Dingyuan invited.

"Walk."