Hong Huang: I Have Pitted Countless Great Abilities

At the border of Shang and Zhou, in a mountain.

The two figures looked at each other in the clouds and mist.

A man in a blue shirt and thin clothes, holding a dark long sword between his sleeves, his face was silent, and he looked forward indifferently.

The other person was wearing a black robe, holding a black long sword that swallowed the clouds and mist in the mountains, and a scarlet scabbard hung behind his back.

"Luo Xuan, I still won!"

Luo Xuan: Disciple of the Master of Tongtian Master of Biyou Palace, Immortal Cave is on Huolong Island. After the death of the Fengshen, he was named the South Three Qihuo Dexing Jun Zhengshen, Magic Treasures Flying Smoke Sword, Five Dragon Wheel, Zhaotian Seal, Mount Chi Yanju.

Drops of blood slid off the wrist of the black robe figure, the hand holding the sword loosened at this moment, and the cloud mist long sword slammed to the ground.

Luo Xuan's heart was full of unwillingness. He raised his head again with a sullen expression. He stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and the Feiyan Sword suddenly floated up and was tightly held in his hand.

"Come again!"

The cloud of knives burst open on the top of the mountain, breaking through the clouds, and the sharp blades shot everywhere.

"Luo Xuan, your sword heart is unstable. If you continue to fight, you should be careful to go astray in the sword!"

As he said that the man moved his long sword forward, a huge sword shadow appeared, covering him, no matter the Sword Qi outside, but the inside was as stable as Mount Tai.

"Ah! Die to me!"

At this time, Luo Xuan's eyes were red, and he was completely in a state of madness.

"Boom!"

A clear voice sounded, and the Sword Qi on the top of the mountain seemed to have lost its source, all collapsed, and the Flying Smoke Sword was also broken at this moment.

Luo Xuan's figure knelt to the ground with a thud, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Hey~ Luo Xuan, although you are obsessed with swords, you are now completely enchanted, and look back!"

"The gap between you and me is irreparable, even if you apprehend the Master Tongtian, the same is true, give up!"

Luo Xuan didn't reply this time, just staring blankly at the broken sword, as if his mind was emptied.

"Oh~"

He sighed mercilessly again, put away the black sword, and turned and left.

The clouds and mist on the top of the mountain shrouded again, and Luo Xuan still stared at the long sword blankly, like a puppet that had lost his spirit.

......

During the Great Zhou Dynasty, it was drizzling and the streets paved with bluestone roads, Luo Xuan's figure reappeared.

His figure walked out of the town along the path, and walked all the way up the mountain on the muddy ground.

When he came to the top of the mountain, Luo Xuan looked far away at the two tombstones that were close to each other, which was about to be covered by weeds, and then turned and left again.

Infatuated with kendo, the sword is life, he has lost too much to practice the sword, but he has never regretted it.

Born as a sword, he was named Luo Xuan!

This is what his father told him, and he has been working hard for it.

But at this time Luo Xuan was completely lost.

He didn't know where he should go next, and he didn't know where to pursue the ethereal supreme kendo.

With confusion and decadence, Luo Xuan just walked along, without direction and goal, just looking for the supreme kendo in his heart.

On this day, Luo Xuan leaned against the corner of the street with a look of disappointment.

At this time, two young men walked past him: "Hey, did you know that the one named Yan Jiuhan from Dashang Country yesterday was too powerful. One man, one sword, and the two masters of the prime minister were sent to him. Fengshen Bang, that's called Sword Technique."

"You said that we Dazhou, Dashang, why do we have to fight? Sage made a bet, what matters to us!"

"Okay, be careful to be heard by the prime minister, and take your head."

Hearing this, Luo Xuan's muddy eyes, who had been shrinking in the corner, gradually lit up. He suddenly stood up and appeared in front of the speaking youth, reaching out and grabbing his arm. "Master of kendo? Where is it! Tell me where I am!"

"Damn, beggar???" The young man's face flushed, and he slapped Luo Xuan's arm.

"Tell me, where is the kendo master!"

"Dashang, at the border of Hangu Pass, his name is Yan Jiuhan."

......

This is the first time that Luo Xuan has stayed away from this small town on the border of business and state.

After packing up, head to Hangu Pass alone.

He has only one purpose, and that is to find that Yan Jiuhan and learn his Sword Technique.

With constant inquiries and then constant searching, it took most of a day before he finally saw Yan Jiuhan.

"I want to challenge you!" This was the first sentence Luo Xuan said.

Looking at Luo Xuan's body that turned into an Earth Immortals realm because of the battle, Yan Jiuhan smiled and shook his head: "Wait for you to reach the Xuanxian Realm, come find me again!"

"Don't you dare??" Hearing Yan Jiuhan's refusal, Luo Xuan shook his head disappointedly and turned away.

Yan Jiuhanxian, hearing Luo Xuan's words, an anger surged in his heart: "Arrogant and arrogant, if you want to fight, then I will accompany you!"

A smile appeared on Luo Xuan's face this time, and he turned around and raised the Smoky Cloud Sword.

The Realm of the two was very different, but Yan Jiuhan was completely stunned when they played against each other.

The swordsmanship and Movement Technique that Luo Xuan displayed was not any Sword Technique genre he had come into contact with. They were completely dissolved in the invisible, as if he was only fighting against a sword, a sharp-edged killing sword.

In just three rounds, Luo Xuan's long sword stabbed him more than ten times, but he didn't even touch Luo Xuan with a single sword.

If it weren't for his own Profound Immortal Realm, and still had the defensive Magic Treasures, Yan Jiuhan believed that he had already lost.

After several rounds of fighting, Yan Jiuhan also slowly appeared pale white marks on his body, which made him pale.

He couldn't believe that the swordsmanship he was proud of was as vulnerable as a child dancing sword in front of this person.

"Go to die!" At the last moment, Yan Jiuhan finally couldn't hold on, stretched out his hand to gather the vast Magic power, and slashed towards the ground.

A fiery red blade emerged along the ground and formed a moon arc towards Luo Xuan.

Seeing this scene, Luo Xuan's pupils suddenly shrank, and his figure flashed to the side quickly, avoiding this strike dangerously.

Yan Jiuhan's battle with Luo Xuan continued. After knowing that he was not Luo Xuan's opponent, Yan Jiuhan finally couldn't help using the vast Magic power. His pride did not allow him to fail.

However, what he didn't expect was that Luo Xuan's sword moved with him, and every time he dodges his skills, he was able to release the sword at a critical moment.

In the face of such a terrifying opponent, Yan Jiuhan struggled to fight more and more. Looking at the more wounds on his body, Yan Jiuhan was a little panicked, and Sword Technique was even more chaotic.

Luo Xuan's expression remained stern, his long sword in his hand like an arm instructed, and he kept slashing at Yan Jiuhan's body.

A full hour or so.

With the continuous assassination of Yanyunjian, Yan Jiuhan showed unwillingness, and slowly fell to the ground, shook his head and said, "I am defeated!"

......

At this time, in the Heavenly Dao Sect, Master Tongtian narrowed his eyes, and said to Chu Feng's cupped hands slightly, "Sect Leader, what do you think I am a disciple? Can you value it?"

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