You have a good chance, I accept it.

"A sword matches a hero, not bad, not bad, fellow Daoist, are you willing to fight with me?"

A voice came, and the discussion in the field suddenly quieted down. Ye Buqu looked up and saw a middle-aged man walking in the air with a smile on his face.

Behind the middle-aged man was a Bagua formation diagram floating, in which two long swords, one black and one white, were slowly rotating.

It exuded an extremely amazing sword intent.

"You are..."

Ye Buqu narrowed his eyes and said.

"I am Changsheng."

Changsheng smiled faintly while standing on the stage.

"Hiss...Xuanyuan Zhenren Changsheng? I didn't expect that even this person would come. This person is a real strong man."

Someone in the crowd took a breath of cold air.

"Can you explain it?"

"Xuanyuan Zhenren Changsheng, the first prodigy of all ages, even the descendants of the ancient forces have to avoid him when they see him."

"He practiced at the age of three, practiced Qi at the age of five, reached the Nascent Soul at the age of ten, and reached the peak of the God Transformation Realm at the age of eighteen."

"At the age of one hundred, he had already stepped into the peak of the Hedao period. Since then, he has disappeared. It is rumored that he went to pursue the legendary Supreme Yin-Yang Sword Dao."

"I didn't expect that he would come this time."

Hearing these deeds, the rest of the people took a breath of cold air, and looked at Changsheng with shock in their eyes.

Such a strong man, they had never heard of it? This time they have learned something new. This time it was not in vain, absolutely not in vain.

"Ye Buqu."

Ye Buqu's eyes were full of fighting spirit. He held the black iron heavy sword in his right hand, and his whole body burst out with unparalleled momentum. The onlookers ten thousand meters away took a few steps back.

They were horrified. They were all in the God Transformation Realm standing in the front, but what about Ye Buqu? Relying on a trace of breath, he forced them back at a distance of ten thousand meters.

How powerful is Ye Buqu?

"Daoyou, Changsheng's challenge today is impolite, so how about you make the first move?"

Changsheng said with a smile, with Yin-Yang formations surrounding his left and right eyes, and exuding a mysterious aura that makes people wonder.

"Since you say so, I won't be polite."

Ye Buqu laughed, this Changsheng is a decent opponent.

Ye Buqu jumped up with the black iron heavy sword in his hand, and chopped at Changsheng with a sword.

"The black iron heavy sword weighs billions of pounds. Even a cultivator in the Hedao period would not be easy to play so easily. Daoyou is really born with supernatural power."

Changsheng said with admiration, and a Yin-Yang formation slowly spread out under his feet, and he stood in the center.

Boom.

At this time, Ye Buqu's heavy sword had arrived, and Changsheng dragged his hands in the air, exuding an amazing sword intent.

Boom.

The sword and the heavy sword collided, Changsheng's eyes condensed, and a huge force flowed along his body to his feet. The island under his feet suddenly sank, and the surrounding ground collapsed several meters.

Ye Buqu turned over and came to the distance.

Looking again, the ten meters around Changsheng had become a big pit, and he was standing in the center of the pit.

"What a great strength."

Changsheng shook his numb arm. If he hadn't borrowed the power transformation method of Yin-Yang Sword Dao just now, I'm afraid Ye Buqu's sword could have cut him down.

Ye Buqu didn't seem to understand swordsmanship at all, but he was so strong that even he, a peak cultivator in the Hedao period, was afraid of him.

Breaking all laws with one force, this is not a joke.

"Fellow Daoist Changsheng, be careful."

Ye Buqu was full of energy. He swung the black iron heavy sword in his hand, and the whole person turned into a shadow and rushed towards Changsheng. The black iron heavy sword was dragged on his right hand, and the blade rubbed against the ground.