Mythical Era: My Identity As An Immortal Cultivator Was Exposed

"This guy is using a black iron sword?"

The masked man saw a look of surprise on his face when he saw that the spear in Jiang He's hand actually blocked his sword energy. Because the Black Iron Sword is very precious, most people would never dare to fight with it easily unless they have a strong trump card. . Moreover, the masked man had just seen clearly that Jiang He was just a boy from the second floor of Body Tempering.

"No wonder he was able to block my sword. It turns out he used a weapon!" The masked man snorted coldly and pounced on Jiang He again.

Jiang He jumped up with a spear in hand and stabbed towards the masked man.

The masked man slashed out with his sword.

"Bang!" There was another loud noise, and the two long swords collided together. Jiang He felt a powerful force coming, causing his body to glide backwards, and finally landed on the ground.

"Who is this person? He is so powerful!" Jiang He's face turned gloomy. Jiang He could clearly feel that the masked man's strength was at least as strong as the fifth level of Body Tempering, but he only had the fourth level of Body Tempering. How could he be so strong? This is really unbelievable.

"Haha..." The masked man laughed, his laughter was very arrogant, and said: "This world is so cruel. Once you set foot on the road of Martial Dao, you will have to endure all kinds of hone. Only by perseverance can we go further and further.

"Stop talking nonsense and take a shot from me!" Jiang He shouted loudly and punched out with his fist.

"Boom!" The masked man swung his sword and blocked Jiang He's punch. Although Jiang He is only at the second level of Body Tempering, after practicing "Wind Control Technique" and "Finger Flick Divine Ability"

The actual strength has reached the third level of Body Tempering, which is slightly lower than the level of the masked man. However, after the test just now, he knew that even if he tried his best, he might not be able to win.

Therefore, he planned to strike preemptively.

Jiang He's right palm flew, and palm prints roared out.

"Huh, what a trick!" The masked man snorted coldly, and then made a sword trick with his hand.

"call out!"

Suddenly, the sword in his hand flew out.

This sword flew at an extremely fast speed, like a meteor streaking across the night sky.

"Ding dong!" There was a burst of sparks, and the spear in Jiang He's hand was split into two pieces and fell to the ground, while the edge of the sword was still pointing directly at Jiang He's chest.

"Not good!" Jiang He's expression changed drastically.

This sword is extremely powerful and contains soul attacks. If it is stabbed in the chest, you will definitely die.

At the critical moment, Jiang He gritted his teeth, stretched out his hand, grabbed the sword, and then yanked it away.

Jiang He inserted the sword into the holster on his back, then kicked out his right foot and hit the masked man in the navel.

"Bang!" The masked man stabbed with his sword.

"Clang!" There was a loud noise, Jiang He's leg was cut, and blood splattered out.

A glimmer of light flashed deep in the eyes of the masked man.

Jiang He's physical strength was so powerful that his sword was enough to break a rock into pieces, but Jiang He remained unscathed.

"Who are you?" Jiang He asked in a deep voice, covering his leg wound.

"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is that you are going to die soon." After speaking, the masked man rushed towards Jiang He with a long sword in his hand.

"Seeking death!" Jiang He was furious, flicked his wrist, and shot a silver needle at the masked man.

"Little trick!" The masked man thrust out his sword, and the silver needle was knocked away.

At this moment, Jiang He raised his left hand and Daoba shot out.

The cold light is biting and exudes a cold aura, making people feel chilled all over. .