The Strong, The Few, True Cultivators on Campus

Several people on the tiankeng have finished their discussions and are about to go down to the bottom of the pit to check for rare treasures.

Dou Long anxiously asked in a low voice: "What should we do, these people are not kind?"

Wu tensed his body subconsciously, murderous intent appeared in his eyes, ready to move, but was hidden by the darkness.

"Since the visitors are not friendly, then of course we don't have to be polite to them." Tang Zheng said calmly.

He is also very curious about this group of people, wanting to find out who the hell is? Why do you know that there are rare treasures in Changbai Mountain?

"Then...do it?" Dou Long asked expectantly and anxiously."

"Do it!" Tang Zheng smiled slightly, nodded to confirm, "Swords and swords have no eyes, you should watch more and move less later."

Dou Long patted his chest and said: "How can I do it? We have to share the difficulties. How can I hold everyone back."

Whoosh whoosh!

One after another piercing sounds descended from the sky. Although it was in the darkness, one could still feel the fierce momentum rushing towards the face.

Tang Zheng and Wu were ready to go, only to hear a few bangs, they had already landed at the bottom of the pit, and a light was lit in their hands, illuminating the surroundings.

Tang Zheng and the others could no longer hide their figures.

"Ah!" There were exclamations all over the place, and the visitor saw Tang Zheng and the others, "Who are you?"

At the same time, the visitors attacked Tang Zheng and the others together.

However, Tang Zheng and Wu were ready to attack, so they were half a beat faster than each other, while Dou Long was a little slower in his first actual combat, and attacked at the same time as the comer.

In a flash, Tang Zheng and Wu had already hit the chests of the two of them, and the other rolled his eyes and passed out completely.

Dou Long fought fiercely with one person. The Broken Mountain Meteor Hammer was extremely powerful. When he swung it violently, the air was shaken. The aura of Mount Tai directly smashed the opponent's long sword that was thrust out hastily. Swinging, it hit the opponent's chest.

However, the opponent was not a fuel-efficient lamp, like a swimming fish, he retreated quickly, dodged the blow, and then quickly fought with Dou Long.

On the other side, Tang Zheng and Wu were in a completely different situation. After they knocked down two people, they wanted to launch a second round of attacks.

But the opponent's reaction speed was far beyond their expectations, with a few swishing sounds, a few sword lights flew towards the two of them.

The sword light was erratic, untraceable, incomparably gorgeous, brighter than the lights in their hands, and full of infinite murderous aura.

Swish!

The Soul of War sword streaked across the black sky, and with one move, the wind and clouds surged, and sand and rocks flew in the tiankeng, ping-pong-pong, sharp swords collided, and sparks were produced by friction.

Click!

With a crisp sound, a sharp sword broke in two, and then there were exclamations again.

"His swordsmanship is amazing."

"In terms of swordsmanship in the world, let me see whose swordsmanship can surpass the right of my sword pavilion. Get out of the way, and I will come!" With a cold shout, I saw a sword light, like the rising sun, suddenly rising from the darkness Empty, stabbing people can't open their eyes.

In the next second, the dazzling sword light disappeared, and everything returned to darkness, but Tang Zheng clearly felt a powerful sword intent attacking him.

"What a powerful sword technique." Tang Zheng felt awe-inspiring, this was the only powerful sword technique he had ever seen in his life, and it was much more advanced than Elder Qin's sword technique. At the same time, I firmly remembered the word Jiange in my heart. I had never heard of these two words before, and I don't know what organization it is.

"Well done!" Tang Zheng shouted, the first move to the fourth move of the Heavenly Flying Immortal Sword Art was performed like flowing clouds and flowing water. In an instant, the sky pit was filled with sword lights, and only the sound of explosions could be heard Thinking wildly, the lights in everyone's hands exploded completely, and they fell into darkness again.

Tang Zheng and the other party intersected several moves in mid-air, and they bounced off each other like springs, sinking into the darkness.

In this confrontation, the two are no match for each other, and both feel the strength of the other, especially in the way of swordsmanship.

Everything fell into darkness again, the two were several meters apart, the sound of fighting around seemed to disappear, and only each other was in their eyes. Although the darkness prevented the two of them from seeing each other clearly, they could still feel that the other was there.

"Who are you?" The other party asked coldly.

"Who are you?" Tang Zheng asked back.

"Who taught you your sword skills?"

"Who taught you your sword skills?" Tang Zheng asked.

The two fell into a short silence again. Obviously, they were very wary of each other, and neither of them wanted to reveal their confidence.

"Then it seems that the only way to know the answer is to decide the winner first."

"Then see who is stronger and who is weaker." Tang Zheng was aroused to be aggressive, tiptoed, and rushed out again. The dark Battle Soul Sword seemed to merge with the darkness, silently, if ordinary people would not know Tang Zheng has already drawn his sword.

But the other party was not an ordinary person, listening to the sound, the two already knew each other's position, when Tang Zheng drew out the sword, the other party also drew out the sword, and a thin long sword lit up.

Yes, there was no light in the tiankeng, but when he swung his long sword, the sword was lit up with light, panicked, like a scorching sun, majestic.

The tiankeng seemed to have turned into a rough ocean, and the others seemed to be a flat boat in the ocean, drifting with the current, and a sense of powerlessness arose spontaneously.

Dou Long knocked his opponent back with a hammer, staggered and almost fell, he couldn't help exclaiming: "Damn, this momentum is too big, the third one is really tough, the third one, come on, beat him."

Wu was able to deal with it with ease. Except for the swordsman who fought against Tang Zheng, among these opponents, the strength of others was inferior to her, so she was like a fish in water. She put a lot of attention on Tang Zheng and Tang Zheng. On the mysterious swordsman.

Even though she was usually quite conceited, she knew that she was no match for this mysterious swordsman. Moreover, this man was only in his thirties, so he was really a genius with swords.

However, thinking of the word "Jiange" that she had just heard, she was not at all surprised why the other party had such a high level of swordsmanship, because he was a member of the Jiange, and the people who came out of the Jiange were so powerful.

Moreover, these people all use swords, which means they all come from Jiange, but this swordsman is completely different from others. Others are not regarded as descendants of Jiange, but can only be regarded as sword slaves. Even if they are sword slaves, compared to Ordinary warriors are also rare masters.

It can be seen from this that Jiange is powerful and mysterious.

The name of Jiange is not well-known in Jianghu, because Jiange is too mysterious for ordinary people to know. But Wu, as a senior disciple of the original Wuzong suzerain, of course knows Jiange.

Everyone in the Jiange is a swordsman, but there are only three real Jiange heirs, and the others are sword slaves.

But this is not the most famous place of Jiange. What makes the world fear and remember him deeply is the owner of Jiange. He is the famous sword god.

The sword god is obsessed with swords, and loves swords like crazy. Back then, he defeated countless masters and became the sword god. In the eyes of the world, some people's cultivation can surpass the sword god, but no one's swordsmanship surpasses him, because he uses the sword God in God, the most supreme existence.

The descendants of Jiange are the disciples of the Sword God, but the Sword God accepts disciples very strictly. There are only three direct disciples in total. It can be seen how lucky these three disciples are in the eyes of the world. With the Sword God teaching the way of swordsmanship, one can imagine how much the way of swordsmanship is. superb.

The swordsman in front of him was one of the three disciples of the Sword God, so Wu Cai was not at all surprised that the opponent's swordsmanship was so high.

"The Sword God has more than one set of sword techniques, and this person is practicing the Rising Sun Sword Technique. It is said that the Rising Sun Sword Technique is the advanced sword technique that the Sword God realized when he watched the rising sun. The brilliant avenue, masculine and domineering yet flexible and timeless. Tsk tsk, I don’t know which one is better, Tang Zheng’s sword technique of flying immortals outside the sky or the sword technique of rising sun in the east.” Wu thought silently in his heart.

Flying immortals from outside the sky faced the rising sun, Tang Zheng and the descendant of Jiange seemed to have become two swords, colliding with fierce sparks in the darkness, the rocks on the wall of the tiankeng rolled down rustlingly, as if falling Stone rain.

The fighting of the others came to an abrupt end, Wu Yizhang split a falling rock, and shouted: "This sinkhole won't last long, it will collapse soon, get out quickly."

Seeing such a huge battle, Dou Long was dumbfounded, but he didn't want to fight anymore, and replied: "Let's go out immediately."

Put your toes on the wall, use your hands and feet together, and climb up, like a gecko, but the speed is not slow.

"Go up!" Jiange's successor, concerned about the safety of the sword slave, ordered loudly.

Jian Nu's figure flashed sharply, using the sword as a ladder, he rushed upwards, his speed was much faster than the big gecko Dou Long.

Of course, these people are far less fast than Wu. When Wu was the first to stand outside the tiankeng, he attacked the sword slave who followed him with a move. He heard a scream, and the opponent fell into the tiankeng in the air, and turned into a sword slave with a bang. Minced meat.

In the same way, whenever a sword slave came up, Wu relied on the advantages of geography and his own strength to make one move, and in a short while no sword slave would dare to take the lead.

Everyone knows that there is a female devil who kills people without blinking an eye, and she will die if she shows her head.

But not being able to shrink back is not a long-term solution, because Dou Long, a big gecko, climbed up, and the Suiyue meteor hammer hit the pit wall fiercely, flying sand and rocks, and the pit wall that one person was holding on to collapsed and fell freely. exercise.

There are wolves in the front and tigers in the back, but these sword slaves have suffered.

Moreover, the sound of fighting in the tiankeng became more intense and louder. The tiankeng was in danger of collapsing at any time. At that time, it would be impossible to survive if it was buried alive.

"Fight it, charge up!" A sword slave gnashed his teeth and roared, soaring up to the sky with all his strength, waving the long sword in his hand, he was bound to fight for that glimmer of hope, but Wu's merciless attack was ushered in. It fell down with a sound.

bang bang bang!

Wu is like whack-a-mole, taking pictures of everyone who pops up.

boom!

Suddenly, with a loud noise, the tiankeng collapsed, and smoke and dust rose everywhere.

Wu stood alone on the ground, looking at the tiankeng shrouded in smoke and dust, his complexion changed slightly, and he shouted loudly: "Tang Zheng, Dou Long, where are you?"

[Author's digression]: I have been coding in the hospital for the past few days, and the update is not timely, sorry!