In the martial arts competition in the ring, Nangong Changfeng, a master of swordsmanship, defeated the heroes with his unique skills, and Qiu Ran, an unparalleled swordsman, shook the world with his sword. Just when everyone thought that no more young people would dare to take the stage to challenge, they saw a black-clothed and masked master with a sword and electric shock to kill him.
Suddenly, it was cold on the stage, and Qiu Ran instinctively sensed that the sword coming was not good. He took one step away, and without waiting for words, he drew his sword and cast "One Leaf Floating!" That leaf floated out, the air suddenly rushed out, and the six directions of space became empty. In that confused state, the air suddenly disappeared, and the pressure in my heart was unprecedented. However, the black-clothed swordsman's mind was as colorless and unfluctuated as his clothes. He saw no sound and chaotic figures. His sword was quick to attack and dodge to fight Qiu Ran.
"The sword speed is better than Nangong Changfeng, and the sword intent is not inferior to Qiu Ran. He is also a swordsman wizard. But looking at this figure, I feel like I have seen him somewhere before." Zhao Xue hesitated in his heart when he saw the person on the stage.
Zhao Xue was still confused, but Luo Fan and Ji Cheng already had the answer in their hearts. Such a fast sword was none other than Ji Changkong. The ruthless sword practiced by Ji Changkong is ruthless, and the way of heaven is also ruthless, so the swordsmanship is naturally ruthless. Ji Changkong's sword is fast and brutal, without any trace of impurity. It is his instinct to use the sword like cold-blooded fangs chasing life.
Qiu Ran's sword is exactly the opposite. It takes nature as its way and heaven and earth as its key link. Its moves are strong but in line with the situation. It does not have the will to hurt people or win, but more of a arrogance of being arrogant and dominating the world.
In the Yiye Piao Ling realm, Qiu Ran knew that his opponent's swordsmanship talent was no longer inferior to hers, and that this person would definitely be his rival in the future. To surpass the enemy is to surpass yourself, which is also the purpose of your trip.
After dozens of moves, both sides knew the truth and the truth. Qiu Ran no longer delayed, Leng Yixiao: "If you have eight points of Taoism, take my move over there, the world will be free with swordsmanship!"
In an instant, out of thin air, people are like swords soaring into the sky, swords are like the sky filling the earth, and under the cover of the mountains and seas, everything is like a sword!
In the scene with Nangong Changfeng just now, Ji Changkong had already seen Qiu Ran's tricks. Now that I'm fighting in person, I understand the power of this move. Not only the surrounding environment, but also the flow of energy in one's own body are also feared by the opponent's sword intent.
"The ruthless sword, Banni!"
Ji Changkong forcibly raised his true energy, and suddenly his whole body was covered with blood. His eyes were as red as a demon, and his will became murderous in an instant! Swing the sword and see the bloody blade cut through the sky! Dang Dang Dang, Dang Dang Dang! Above the sky, the free sword energy of heaven and earth rotated into a grass-colored storm, but the ruthless sword energy was like red thunder and lightning. The two sides were entangled for a while, and the battle between heaven and man could not be seen clearly!
"What a terrifying sword spirit! These two people are so evenly matched!"
Everyone in the rivers and lakes looked at the sky and saw the storm forming a ball, wondering who could come out on top.
There was a huge explosion, and the storm dispersed the air waves. Qiu Ran covered her sword and flew back, and Ji Changkong took ten steps back.
"Who won? I can't tell." Seeing the battle break up, everyone was still confused.
"Who won, Senior Yuwen?" Ye Tan looked back at Yuwen Lan and asked hurriedly.
"In terms of sword intention, Qiu Ran won by one level. In terms of sword power, the boy in black won by one level. But the second move was the first move. Although the sword intention was one level behind, the boy in black used his desperate momentum and won the move at the risk of his life. They are two swordsman geniuses, and it seems that the successor of the Sword Master will definitely be chosen between them in the future." Yu Wenlan said with a smile.
On the stage, Qiu Ran stepped back and looked at Ji Changkong with surprise on his face, "Ah, brother, your sword is really incredible! I never thought that such an uncivilized sword with only brute force could defeat me, Qiu Ran." . Although I don’t want to admit it, your talent is better than mine. It’s just that using a sword like this is too cruel and inhumane. It’s only a matter of time before you fall into the devil’s path like this.”
"The Ruthless Sword is here, who's going to fight!" Ji Changkong raised his sword horizontally and said coldly.
"The Ruthless Sword? That's not the swordsmanship of Taoist Blood Mountain. Could he be the disciple of Taoist Blood Mountain, the disciple of Sword Evil? It's really amazing. But I heard that Taoist Blood Mountain accepted Ji Cheng's son Ji Changkong as his apprentice. Could it be that This is Ji Changkong." Everyone in the audience immediately exploded and started talking.
Seeing this, Ji Cheng's face turned coldly pale, flew onto the stage, pulled out the Junzheng Sword from behind, pointed it at Ji Changkong, and shouted angrily: "Changkong, take off your mask, confess your crime as I do. As a child of my Ji family, you must Be clear about good and evil, and take responsibility.”
Ji Cheng pointed his sword at his son. Everyone in the world was surprised, but they also agreed. Given the name of the Jianguan Ji family, it is reasonable to do this.
However, an old and strange voice was heard from somewhere in the distance below the stage: "Tsk, tsk, Ji Cheng is not indebted to the head of the Ji family, but don't forget it. This is the World Congress, and any disputes during the World Congress will be ignored, and no force will be used. I The disciple comes to challenge the heroes, and no one can stop him."
After hearing the sound, everyone stood up and looked around, but could not find the person who made the sound.
"Sword Evil Celestial Disciple Blood Mountain Taoist is indeed very powerful. It seems that this time he has assigned Ji Changkong to seize the leader of the martial arts competition. With such a young disciple, I wonder who can defeat Ji Changkong." Everyone started talking again. .
"He is my son, I have to take care of him!"
Ji Cheng's face was cold and serious, and he suddenly ignored the affection between father and son and killed Ji Changkong with his sword. But when he saw the sword roaring through the air, an electric attack was coming. When Ji Changkong saw the incoming person, he made a flashing move and counterattacked with his sword without hesitation. Immediately, the sword flew away like a thunderbolt, its sharp edge was twice as fast as Ji Cheng's, and it pierced him in the back. Heart.
"Oops!" Everyone exclaimed, Ji Changkong actually killed his father.
However, Ji Changkong's sword was fast but cold. After all, Ji Cheng had the reputation of being a sword hegemon. He forcibly raised his domineering power and was shrouded in white light. He was possessed by the Ji family's ultimate sword hegemony spirit energy and was like a fairy. His sword was steady and powerful, and he chased out. There was a bang.
The two fathers competed on the stage, one was mature and steady, and used to be steady and dominant, while the other was young and skilled, and used to attack quickly and hard. After dozens of anxious moves and two squeaking sounds, Ji Changkong's swordsmanship was so fierce that if Ji Changkong's chest was bitten by a poisonous snake, he would be bloody!
"Oops, Ji Changkong is too powerful. Brother, let's go!" Zhao Xue saw this and wanted to take action.
At this moment, I suddenly heard a cold snort from behind the stage: "Huh! How dare you be so cruel, you little evildoer. I'm here to teach you how to be a good person!"
It was just a sound, but I saw an old woman in white flying like a sword. She pulled out the golden sword from her back and slashed towards the ring. In an instant, the sky and the earth split into a ravine of dozens of feet. Ji Changkong immediately turned over and backed away.
But I saw the man with silver hair, his body as straight as a sword, and his eyes as cold as a knife!
"Golden Sword Divine Hero, Yan Yijian! Why is she here!"
Yan Yijian appeared, splitting the fight between father and son with a sword, but saw the golden sword floating in front of him out of thin air, with his hands behind his back and said: "Ji Changkong, kneel down and be bound, or the old woman will kill you herself."
Facing a sword-god figure like Yan Yijian, Ji Changkong showed no fear in his eyes and attacked suddenly with his sword. The ruthless sword condensed into a red evil spirit, trying to compete with Yan Yijian.
"Well, this is the ruthless sword of Taoist Blood Mountain! It's not the best!"
Seeing the person coming to kill, Yan Yijian frowned, said coldly, raised his hand to take the sword, and rushed out suddenly, the figure was like lightning. Under the pressure of Yan Yijian's huge sword intent, Ji Changkong only felt that the space was stagnant for an instant, and his body also stopped in mid-air. With a pop, his chest was split open and he fell to the ground, bleeding profusely!
"Is this your ruthless sword? If so, it's really disappointing. Since Ji Changkong's heart has been possessed, living will only increase your sins. Today, I will put an end to your sins on behalf of your parents!"
Yan Yijian held his sword and said coldly, stabbing Ji Changkong's heart without hesitation. With a hiss, a majestic bloody sword energy suddenly came from outside the sky and rushed straight into the field. Yan Yijian turned around and struck with a sword, then took a step back instantly, and the air in the field suddenly exploded with green smoke.
He was defeated, but he saw a black-robed and black-faced man with one foot on a bear-headed black sword. He laughed proudly: "Yan Yijian, I haven't seen you for many years, but the old woman is still so irritable. If you want to kill my disciple, should you?" Ask me first."
"Taoist Blood Mountain is about to kill you!"
Yan Yijian finished speaking and then took the golden sword to kill. The Blood Mountain Taoist held up the Black Bear Sword and slashed down with his sword. He struck each other with both powerful swords. The sky and the earth were like thunderbolts, and the clouds flew in all directions and the trees shook! Ji Changkong took the opportunity to turn over, and the black spirit feather fled outwards. Ji Cheng had already hidden dozens of sword pass masters behind the stage, and they all chased him away like swords.
It turns out that long before the Tianxia Meeting, Ji Cheng had already calculated that Ji Changkong might show up again. So Yan Yijian and the masters of Jianguan were invited to surrender early, but they didn't expect that such a secretive figure as Taoist Blood Mountain would dare to show up.
Ji Changkong fled, and Taoist Xueshan retreated in a hurry, with Yan Yijian chasing after him. If those two people were flashed with black and white lightning, they would disappear from the top of the mountain in a blink of an eye. No one could even catch up with their eyes, not to mention chasing them to check.
"Jinglei Chief Divine Catcher, this seems to be the mistake of your Tiandu Dynasty. The world will follow the rules and no one is allowed to do anything. But Ji Cheng and the others openly attacked the contestants in the arena. Should there be an explanation for this?" said Dao Yun. Looking at Luo Fan Leng said.
"Ji Changkong and Taoist Blood Mountain are not members of your Black and White Alliance. Since they do not belong to any of the three parties, there is nothing wrong with taking action against them."
