Zhang Xuanyi looked at the black-robed man in front of him and said with a smile:"Guo Jing, it has been a few years since we last met, right?"

"Unknown...Have you made much progress in your cultivation in the past few years since I last saw you? Don't let your strength remain at the Martial King stage.——!"

The sarcastic and mocking words fell into Guo Jing's ears.

Hearing this, Guo Jing glanced at her and said coldly:"Why are you talking so much nonsense? You will know after the fight."

"You are still so foul-mouthed!" Zhang Xuanyi smiled.

"Come on! Let me see your strength!"

After that, a golden sword appeared in Zhang Xuanyi's hand.

It was three feet and eight inches long, with diamond-shaped golden patterns on the sword body and the two characters"Gu Long" in bird seal script.

"Ancient Dragon Sword?"Guo Jing's eyes narrowed suddenly.

"It's a good spiritual weapon!" He nodded and murmured.

"In this case, I have to take out the spiritual weapon that I can use!"

After saying this

, a sinister long sword appeared in his hand.

The blade was like a mirror, reflecting Guo Jing's cold face.

Looking at the long sword in his hand, Guo Jing's cold face showed a hint of smile

"This sword is called Youyin!"

In an instant, flashes of swords and shadows appeared in the space.

Bang bang bang! Dong dong!

Bang!

The two men each retreated ten steps.

Zhang Xuanyi was slightly surprised, then looked at Guo Jing and said:"I didn't expect that your strength has reached the level of Martial Emperor. It seems that I underestimated you!"

"Humph, underestimating someone's character can be fatal, show your true strength!"Guo Jing just replied with such a sentence indifferently.

Humph!

""The third level of Xuanmen!" Zhang Xuanyi murmured softly.

Wow! Hiss!

In an instant, Zhang Xuanyi's body began to emit blue-green aura. He waved his palm and injected all the aura into the sword.

Bang!

The ancient dragon sword flashed with golden light, and the blue-green aura gathered into a ferocious tiger. He looked at the opposite side and chopped forward at Guo Jing!

Wow!

The sharp sword energy rushed towards Guo Jing's neck like thunder.

Looking at the rushing sword energy, Guo Jing's expression did not change. He touched the long sword in his hand. When the sword energy came close!

His palm moved.

He raised the long sword and took it directly.

Bang!

Guo Jing was beaten back three steps.

He took a slight breath, and then his own aura wrapped the long sword in his hand, and chopped it out three times in a row!

Wow!

Three dark blades rushed forward with a deadly sound.

Wherever the blade passed, a piercing sound rang out

"Trying to confuse me with a feint!"

"That's a good idea!"

Zhang Xuanyi sneered and stood there without taking any further action.

As expected, the three blades hitting him were no different from the air.

""I guessed it right!" Zhang Xuanyi smiled slightly.

He looked in the direction of Guo Jing, and his expression changed.

Because Guo Jing's figure was no longer there.

Before Zhang Xuanyi could take the next step, a sneer sounded behind him.

"Do you really think I'm just using this trick to confuse you?"

After saying that! With a"Puff" sound!

The blade actually pierced straight into Zhang Xueyi's chest. Before Guo Jing could continue to taunt him.

Zhang Xueyi's chest was not filled with him. The imagined blood spurted out, but turned into a stream of spiritual energy and began to dissipate.

His face was shocked.

"You've been fooled!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the rolling spiritual energy rushed towards Guo Jing's back like a flood.

Don't underestimate this spiritual energy. As long as you dare to get a little bit of it, your skin will be directly penetrated. This is much more useful than poison gas.

Ah!

Guo Jing's left hand was directly stained. The spiritual energy continued to corrode his arm until flesh and bones were exposed.

Puff!

Black blood spit out from Guo Jing's mouth.

Before he could curse, another sword wind rushed over.

""Damn it!"

Guo Jing no longer looked calm.

He used the remaining spiritual energy to continuously gather into the blade, and then raised the knife to directly block the sword wind.

But because of his injury, he could not use the remaining spiritual power to resist, and he had to use part of the spiritual energy to block the erosion in his arm.

Boom!

Guo Jing was knocked to the ground by the sword wind, forming a half-kneeling posture.

But he also tried his best not to let his legs kneel down completely, holding the handle of the knife with one hand and inserting it into the ground, in order to hold on.

He is a member of the Black Demon Sect, how can he kneel down?

"You must learn to use your brain!" Zhang Xuanyi's sneer reached his ears again.

The next moment, in the space, a group of people gathered in a certain direction. The figure in Taoist robes was Zhang Xuanyi.

Before Guo Jing could speak, Zhang Xuanyi raised his sword and shouted!

""The sword breaks the anger!"

The golden spiritual energy turned into hundreds of sword energies, circling around Zhang Xuanyi!

Then, as if it had eyes, it rushed straight to Guo Jing.

Seeing this, Guo Jing wanted to move, but the pain of spiritual power corrosion had already pierced into his heart and bones. How could he have the strength to stop it!

Helplessly, he could only barely raise the blade and try his best to block it.

The golden sword energy rushed straight into his body. He could block dozens of swords, but could he block hundreds of swords?

He couldn't block it at all! Everything was Zhang Xuanyi's plan. The ridicule at the beginning was just to make Guo Jing pay full attention to his clone..

He had been hiding in the void since he entered the space, watching the process of Guo Jing fighting with his clone.

Ah ah——!

Bang!

Guo Jing, with wounds all over his body, finally began to lose his strength and fell to the ground.

Outside.

A lone bird with wings stopped in the air.

An old man with a fairy-like appearance, wearing a yellow Taoist robe, who was almost old but energetic, stood on the back of the lone bird.

Seeing this scene, the old man smiled, turned his head to look at the person next to him, and said sarcastically:"See, this is my Xuanmen Saint Son. How can you, the Black Demon Sect, who can only rely on brute force, have such a strategy?"

Humph! Hearing the old man's ridicule, the middle-aged man snorted coldly without looking at him. In fact, he was a little angry in his heart. He didn't understand why the disciple of the dignified sect master lost like this?

Everyone in Tianxuan Sect.

Xiao Ran saw the scene and nodded and said:"Yes, the strategy is used more appropriately!"

"That means, did this person named Zhang Xuanyi win?" A disciple asked carefully.

Xiao Ran turned his head and looked at him, and found that he was the disciple who was eager to come over before.

"I can't tell for the time being, but what I can be sure of is that Zhang Xuanyi has already won!"

As Xiao Ran expected.

Although Guo Jing fell to the ground, when Zhang Xueyi relaxed his vigilance, he used all his strength to cut his chest with a knife, but it was only the last one.

""Ahem!"

A trickle of blood spit out on the ground. Zhang Xuanyi looked at Guo Jing who was half lying on the ground and shook his head. He said helplessly:"It seems that I was not careful enough. I was cut by you. It's really strange!"

Guo Jing looked at Zhang Xuanyi weakly and said this with his last strength....!

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like