National Clan: Starting From Investing In The Protagonists Of Wanjie

"Stubborn, not wanting face, today, I will let you see the gap between Daojun and True Monarch!"

Zhang Feng's dark and angry voice has already resounded through the void, echoing continuously.

At the next moment, a terrifying Sword Qi divine power surged, and a Sword intent tossed and turned, directly pressing towards Ye Qingming.

However, this aura was defeated by a mysterious Sword intent before Ye Qingming was less than ten feet away, and disappeared without a trace!

"Sword intent on the second floor, there is something, but unfortunately, this strength is still not enough, the sword is out, and it is a blow!"

With the sword in the air, a terrifying Sword Ray boiled out from Zhang Feng's hands.

A rush of sword power raged in all directions, hitting the eyes of the common people.

At this moment, a wave of Sword Ray hundreds of feet swarmed, that fierce sword power seemed to pierce the sky.

The horror of this sword moved countless people.

Is this the strength of Daojun?

Sure enough, it is unfathomable, and it cannot be compared by non-powerhouses of the same level!

For a moment, countless eyes focused on Ye Qingming.

They all wanted to know how Ye Qingming would resist.

Facing this sword, Ye Qingming's expression remained unchanged.

With the mid-grade treasure in hand, the Beacon Fire Sword Art has appeared.

Beacon Fire Sword Art: Beacon Flame Rising to the Sky!

Boom~!

The boundless laser flashes, piercing pieces of time and space.

Wherever Sword Qi passes, it takes away countless brilliance and sprinkles the clear sky.

An orange-red Sword Ray cut through Qingming as if it was burning, and collided with the opponent's sword.

Boom~!

The collision of the two swords caused Fang Yuan to tremble continuously.

In a sword fight, Ye Qingming's figure remained unchanged, and neither did his expression.

Countless people who watched this scene clicked their tongues.

No wonder Qingshan Sword Lord dared to be so arrogant, so he has the capital of madness!

A collision with a Daojun-level swordsman is indistinguishable.

Regardless of the final result, it is worthy of countless people talking about it!

Zhang Feng's expression also changed, and a trace of solemnity appeared.

Ye Qingming's blow directly made him no longer dare to despise him in the slightest.

For Ye Qingming, he has already put it on the same level.

"Very good, your swordsmanship is very strong, it arouses my fighting spirit, let's fight!"

Zhang Feng was full of momentum, his hair was flying in the wind, and his face was full of fortitude and fighting spirit!

However, what greeted him was not the same explosive momentum that Ye Qingming had.

It was the same indifferent voice as always: "Unfortunately, you haven't aroused my fighting spirit yet!"

It was still as plain as the voice of infinite confidence in water.

This made Zhang Feng couldn't help showing an angry smile when he heard this.

"Good! Good! Good! How many years, how many years, no one has spoken so wildly with me, Liuyun Jianjun, you better have the fighting power to match your poisonous tongue, otherwise, I will let you know, and you will be angry How heavy is the price of a Daoist strong man, kill!"

Boom~!

A sword flew across the sky, and a thunderbolt blew past, as if it was about to tear the sky apart.

A cold light, like a swimming dragon, pointed at Ye Qingming.

This sword, far surpassing before, is enough to show that Sword Lord Liuyun is angry.

Ye Qingming was fighting in the air, watching the Sword Ray attacking him with indifferent eyes.

Afterwards, he raised the long sword in his hand and said lightly: "Why do you need to talk too much, one sword will defeat you!"

After finishing speaking, regardless of everyone's moved expressions, with the long sword in his hand, he smashed through the sky and waved towards the sky!

Sword intent, explode!

In the body, the Supreme bone, golden light, shone!

The Hunyuan Sword body is running, and the Hunyuan Spiritual Qi is directly condensed in the hand!

Sword move, wave.

Ask Jian Cangming!

With a sword flying across the sky, with Ye Qingming as the center, countless Sword intents emanated from his body.

With him as the center, Fang Yuan is 100 meters away, and the earth is cracked.

Immediately afterwards, a terrifying Sword Ray erupted from Ye Qingming's body, rushing straight ahead!

Phew~!

One sword strikes, the strike comes first, pushing in all directions.

Under the shocking eyes of countless people.

This sword directly defeated Sword Lord Liuyun's sword move.

Afterwards, the prestige of the sword remained undiminished, and with boundless brilliance, it came towards Zhang Feng extremely powerfully.

In an instant, Zhang Feng's expression changed.

He didn't think about it anymore, and directly resorted to own's strongest killing move, and swung forward!

Boom~!

A deafening sound came.

There was no time for everyone to think, with the two at the center, accompanied by the sound of explosions, countless dust covered the place.

In the dust, countless Sword Intents were raging, strangling the dust.

Countless people watching this scene trembled with fear, their eyes full of shock.

What a terrible battle!

If they were, they would be strangled by this Sword Qi as soon as they approached!

I don't know how long it has passed, when the smoke and dust cleared, everything inside was exposed.

When everyone's sights and gazes gathered here, their gazes shrank!

Immediately afterwards, countless shocked eyes were revealed by Shendu uncontrollably.

In the center of the battlefield, Ye Qingming stood proudly with one hand on his back.

He was covered by green hills, and his long hair fluttered backwards in the wind, like slender dragons swimming.

With his sword eyebrows and star eyes, handsome expression, and indifferent look, he is like a noble son of Ruyi Scepter.

There is no smoke and dust or embarrassment all over the body.

On the other side of him, Zhang Feng, Liuyun's sword lord, was in a mess.

His clothes were torn, his body was cut by a faint sword wound, and his hair was scattered.

Today, he no longer has the image of the Taoist monarch before.

Zhang Feng still wanted to say something, but his injuries made him uncontrollable to stay in mid-air, so he could only fall down first.

As soon as he landed on the ground, before he could open his mouth, he felt a pain in his chest, and then, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

He didn't say much, and directly took a healing medicine pill.

After taking it, his face visibly regained a little rosiness.

Afterwards, his gaze rested on Ye Qingming's body for a moment, extremely profound.

After a long time, he said coldly, "Let's go!"

After speaking, he left without looking back.

Mo Wusheng, who was still in shock at this moment, finally came back to his senses, and looked at Ye Qingming and Ye Wushuang with fear on his face, before following Zhang Feng's footsteps.

Dongfangyue stood up, fell silent for a while, and then saluted the three Elders and Ye Qingming before leaving.

It's just that she ignored her move as if no one saw it!

When Zhang Feng and Mo Wusheng attacked Ye Chen, she didn't stop her, and the relationship was over.