Young man on white horse, I am in the human world, who dares to call himself an immortal?

"Why did the sound of the flute stop?"

At the end of the long street, someone sighed.

In the corner at the end of the long street, a man holding a sword lowered his head and smiled, with a scornful smile on his lips: "Is it the killer raised by the Beili Qingwang? Xiao Shao is 90% of the Phoenix Arrival Ceremony, but it turns out that he is so vulnerable."

"So, the Qingwang has no chance." Another man wearing a Beili python robe beside him slowly spoke and responded calmly.

"I thought I was just watching today, but I didn't expect that I still had to take action. The eunuch is really crazy to give me such a difficult task. That's half a step of divine wandering." The man holding the sword shook his head slightly, with a helpless look on his face.

"I also want to share the worries of the eunuch, but unfortunately my martial arts are mediocre." The man in the python robe sighed, staring into the distance, with a hint of sadness in his eyes.

"I never thought that you, the chief of Beili, would come to Nanjue and wade into this muddy water. You said your martial arts skills are mediocre, and you really want to make me laugh." The sword-wielding man snorted coldly, his eyes full of teasing and ridicule.

The man in the python robe chuckled, with a cunning light in his eyes: "You are the number one killer who has been famous all over the world for more than ten years. How could you be afraid of a young man who has reached the half-step realm of the divine wandering?"

He paused, and then continued: "By the way, do you think this young man named Wen Jiutian can pass our test?"

The sword-wielding man Chengsheng was silent for a moment, and then slowly said: "I don't know. In fact, I saw from the beginning that this young man named Wen Jiutian has great potential to break through to a higher realm.

However, now it seems that he seems to have been possessed by a demon. With only a knife, he tried to break through the entire Nanjue world. I have to say that he is really arrogant."

"However, young people always have their capital to be proud of. His character and means are really amazing.

If it weren't for your eunuch exchanging Xu Huai Gong with me, I'm afraid I would still be living freely in the mountains of Nanjue."

The swordsman sighed softly, with a hint of helplessness in his voice. Then he cleared his throat a few times and sighed, "I've lived for so long, and my old bones haven't moved for a long time."

His eyes became sharp, as if he was recalling the glorious days of the past.

At this moment, facing the upcoming challenge, a strong fighting spirit surged in his heart.

The man with the sword raised his sword and pointed it, and the sword energy was like a tide, sweeping across this long street.

From the end, he rushed directly to the young man on the street.

"Good wine." Wen Jiutian raised his head and walked forward. Wherever he passed, he killed gods and Buddhas.

Tonight, he must kill the Poison God.

However, the further he went, the more he wanted to... kill people! !

Wen Jiutian frowned slightly, and a strong killing intent surged in his heart.

This killing intent became stronger and stronger, making him want to draw his sword immediately and kill everyone in front of him.

"Finally, someone who looks good has come." Wen Jiutian raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes.

He stopped and slowly raised his head, only to see a sharp sword energy coming towards him like a tide.

He was not in a hurry, and gently waved his right hand, and the Bloodthirsty Demon Sword was instantly unsheathed and inserted in front of him.

The surging sword energy was like hitting an invisible wall, and was blocked by his sword energy.

"Ding Ding Ding..."

The sword energy and the sword energy collided with each other, making a crisp sound.

The sword energy swept out like a gust of wind, sweeping on both sides of the long street, smashing the shops on the street and raising dust all over the sky.

Before the smoke and dust had dispersed, the man with the sword had already used the smoke and dust to kill him.

He flashed and appeared in front of Wen Jiutian like a ghost, stabbing the long sword in his hand, straight for Wen Jiutian's throat.

Wen Jiutian smiled slightly, and a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes. He stretched out two fingers and clamped the tip of the opponent's sword. "Are you a half-step divine wanderer?"

The sword-wielding man's face changed. He didn't expect that his full-strength attack could be blocked so easily by Wen Jiutian. He gritted his teeth and said, "Boy, you are too arrogant! Today I will let you know what a real master is!"

Wen Jiutian laughed, "It's a pity that your half-step divine wanderer may not even break my body-protecting righteousness. Your sword is blunt."

As he said, he clamped hard, and with a click, the opponent's long sword broke.

The sword-wielding man widened his eyes, his face full of disbelief.

His eyes were full of fear and despair, because he realized that he had encountered an unprecedented strong enemy.

"Young man, do you know who I am?" The man's face changed, and he didn't attack, but suddenly started to talk about family matters.

The corners of Wen Jiutian's mouth rose, and the weeping blood demon knife inserted into the ground shone with golden light.Soaring up into the sky, it chopped down directly.

"It's none of my business!"

Wen Jiutian pulled out the long knife that was chopping at the man's head.

The man's mask was sad...

Wen Jiutian raised the knife high and chopped it down again and again.

The blood spurted out like a fountain...

And on the boy's face, there was a strange look...

At the door of the prison.

A terrifying sword light was raised.

The soldiers who rushed forward were smashed to pieces by the dragon-like sword energy.

The young man in a green Taoist robe looked at the Dragon Slaying Sword in his hand in surprise, "Ye Dingzhi, Master didn't lie to me. This sword is invincible. It can kill immortals and ghosts. There are countless gods. I think I am invincible again..."

Ye Dingzhi, who was standing behind him, covered his right hand, his face was as pale as paper, and his lips trembled slightly: "But...but, I feel like I'm dying."

After saying that, Ye Dingzhi staggered forward and almost fell to the ground. He quickly supported his body with the Xuanfeng Sword in his hand and barely stood firm.

"There are too many soldiers. We can't kill them all. We can't kill them all!" Ye Dingzhi said desperately.

Looking up, I saw that on the small street, the soldiers were stacked layer by layer, densely packed, and there was no end in sight.

And in front of them, the pile of corpses was as high as a person.

"Ye Dingzhi, isn't your father a general?" Wang Yihang held the Dragon Slaying Sword across his chest and looked at him firmly. "So, the son of the general, are you still afraid of having too many soldiers?"

Wang Yihang continued: "Do you feel that the master is fighting with a master in front.

I can feel a very strong breath. The master said that he will break through today. Don't you want to see what it is like to break through the realm of the wandering gods?"

Wang Yihang took a deep breath, his eyes were as sharp as an eagle, and he tightly grasped the Dragon Slaying Sword in his hand.

He shouted loudly: "Come on, follow me, the Taoist will lead you to fight your way out!"

Wang Yihang raised the Dragon Slaying Sword, and a burst of golden light was set off.

"Okay, rush over, rush over!!!"