Behind Chen Xuanfeng, a young man in black stepped forward, looked at the two men beside Wu Xiaotian and said, "My eldest brother died under the sword of your elders, do you dare to fight with me?"
Wu Dong, who was also dressed in black, hesitated and looked at Wu Xiaotian.
Wu Xiaotian was stunned for a moment, and then said coldly: "Dong'er, the people in the Western Region are vicious and will show no mercy. Since the other party challenges you, let's give it a try."
"Master, senior brother can't beat them..." Wu Suyun, standing behind him, frowned and muttered softly.
"No need to say more!"
Wu Xiaotian scolded and said calmly: "I follow the rules, so Dong'er, you should learn from him and see whether the swordsmanship of Zhenjiang in the Western Region is more powerful or that of Jade Dragon Snow Mountain."
Wudong, who was dressed in black, his heart pounding, silently pulled out the long sword in his hand. This was the first time he encountered such a situation.
Chen Xuanfeng's momentum frightened him invisibly.
It's just that there is no turning back when the bow is fired, but the current situation does not allow for retreat, because the master will not allow it.
So he had no choice but to bow and say, "Then, please."
Wudong took two steps back, and the spiritual sword in the man's hand in black was unsheathed with a clang, and he saw a cold air thrusting towards Wudong!
The cold air slashed by the man in black was almost invisible to the naked eye, and the speed was so fast that it was dazzling!
But in Wu Xiaotian's eyes, his opponent clearly wanted to kill his disciple with one move.
Wudong instantly took a few steps back, his footwork extremely agile, and he shuttled across the pier that was only a few feet in radius.
The sword energy of the man in black was faster, and his sword skills were as shocking as thunder. Even Erwa and Cuihua, who were looking at them from a distance, were so scared that they closed their eyes.
But for Monk Buli, this deadly sword move is not as good as the two men last night!
The sword light was hard to guard against, making it impossible for Wudong to escape even with his amazing body skills.
Wudong's anger suddenly became violent, a faint dragon roar sounded, and a fire dragon appeared faintly wrapped around the spiritual sword in his hand.
The sword energy of the man in black was stabbed, and Wu Dong met it with a sword. The moment the two spiritual swords collided, the air on the ferry exploded, knocking away the sword tip of the man in black!
Dang, Dang, Dang!
In desperation, the Wudong Spirit Sword slashed out one after another, hitting the opponent's sword tip, sword body and hilt one after another. Every time he slashed out, there was a loud noise, like being hit hard with a hammer. The blade is the same.
To Li Xiuyuan's ears, it was like swinging a hammer and forging a sword.
When Wu Dong struck out with his fifth sword, the spiritual sword struck by the man in black was finally slashed away by him, and the cold air of the man in black was cut off by his sword.
Wudong quickly approached his opponent. The two were only a few feet apart. At this moment, the man in black took out another spiritual sword in his left hand and stabbed him.
Wudong was shocked and quickly retreated. He did not expect that his opponent could use two spiritual swords at the same time.
In Jade Dragon Snow Mountain, he rarely saw any of his senior brothers and sisters practicing two-handed swordsmanship at the same time.
The two spiritual swords were connected end to end, with a thread of vitality running through the swords' bodies. They looked like a black dragon dancing in the air, or like a river rolling westward around them.
Slashing out with both swords is a life-threatening move!
From Wudong's perspective, only the tip of the man in black's first sword could be seen, but his left sword could not be seen.
A strong sense of danger arose in my heart, and I couldn't help but take a few steps back.
At this moment, the man in black slashed out a sword energy from his right hand spirit sword and stabbed Wudong.
Just after this sword energy, the left hand sword slashed out another sword energy, and the two sword energy slashed at the young Wudong who was only two feet away from him!
Wudong was horrified for a moment, and without thinking, he raised his hand and slashed at his opponent with a sword!
There was a crash, and the man in black's second sword energy struck his left arm, leaving his arm bloody and bloody.
In pain, Wudong took two steps back and dodged his opponent's fatal sword!
Suddenly, the man in black's pupils shrank, and Wudong's right spirit sword burst out with sword energy, cutting off the man in black's left sword with a click!
The spiritual sword of the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain is naturally not comparable to the Zhenjiang Spirit Sword of the Western Regions!
The face of the man in black changed slightly, and the spiritual sword in his right hand shook, trying to slash at the opponent's chest.
Then the Wudong Spirit Sword that succeeded in the move was also beating violently. In just a flash of lightning, a faint sword energy stabbed the opponent's throat!
The spiritual sword in the man's hand pierced through the air, making a hissing sound, and was about to pierce Wudong's chest.
However, before he stabbed Wudong's chest, a sword energy stabbed a big hole in his throat!
"Crack!" With a sound, a blood arrow flew out, instantly turning the two of them red!
In just an instant, the man in black from the Western Region fell in front of the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain disciples.
Wu Xiaotian smiled, stretched out his palm, and rolled the panicked Wu Dong behind him. He looked at Chen Xuanfeng not far away and said coldly: "Do you want to continue?"
When he said this, his voice was cold and there was no expression on his face.
Not far in front of him lay the dead man in black. Behind him, Wudong's arm was still bleeding. He suddenly struck out with a bloody sword, killing the soul of his opponent who had just tried to escape!
...
"What a fast sword!" Monk Buli sighed.
"What a cold heart!" Li Xiuyuan muttered to himself.
Erwa turned around, patted her chest and said, "Monk, you scared me to death."
At this time, Cuihua had fallen to the ground and said angrily: "Damn it, help me up quickly."
Chen Xuanfeng raised his head, looked at the corpse on the ground, and said coldly: "I will take his body back and bury him alive. I will also keep your lives and throw them into the Tongtian River."
Wu Xiaotian said softly: "Dong'er, Wuya, please step back."
Wudong and the others nodded quickly and retreated a few feet, until they reached the Tongtian River.
Wu Xiaotian looked at Chen Xuanfeng opposite and said quietly: "Come, let me see your swordsmanship."
Chen Xuanfeng lowered his eyebrows and murmured: "Since the sword has been unsheathed, it will naturally return with blood."
Wu Xiaotian said: "Please take action."
Chen Xuanfeng drew his sword: "Please draw your sword."
I saw the Tongtian River beside Chen Xuanfeng making a loud noise. Although he was not as old as the Seventh Elder of Jade Dragon Snow Mountain, his cultivation level was already at the level of integration.
The aura of the Fusion Realm exploded, and he actually mobilized the power of the Tongtian River, connecting his own aura with the Tongtian River.
Wow!
The river was surging and the sword aura filled the air. Suddenly, a long river appeared between the two of them, and the water waves rose up in a shocking way!
The water waves came from Tongtian River and turned into a long sword, slashing at Wu Xiaotian, the seventh elder of Jade Dragon Snow Mountain!
Chen Xuanfeng's sword slashed with the turbulent river water and turned into a huge river sword, slashing at the silent old man in black with astonishing force.
Zhenjiang in the Western Regions is famous for its swordsmanship, which can be said to be the top level in the Western Regions!
Chen Xuanfeng displayed his lifelong cultivation and at the same time mobilized the water of the Tongtian River for his own use. The power of this sword has surpassed the monks of Xuanwu Earth, because at this time he borrowed the power of heaven and earth!
Li Xiuyuan and Monk Buli in the shed had already felt the terrifying power of that sword move.
Monk Buli was thinking about where he should hide if this sword struck him, and how he would receive the blow.
But Li Xiuyuan was thinking that Ruoshui sword could mobilize such amazing power of heaven and earth. It seemed that he would have to learn more about the power of Ruoshui sword in the future!
But now Chen Xuanfeng's sword strike has exceeded Monk Di Buli's imagination.
A sword dragon formed in the turbulent Tongtian River. Hidden in the sword dragon was a Ruoshui sword that could kill the elders of Jade Dragon Snow Mountain into the water in one move.
The three disciples of Jade Dragon Snow Mountain have never seen such a terrifying sword power before and dare not even think about it!
As soon as the sword is launched, Wu Xiaotian can be killed in the next moment.
Wu Xiaotian didn't show any change in the terrifying sword power in front of him, and just said softly: "What a sword!"
He raised his head and looked up, as if he was looking at the mystery of this shocking sword strike, but his eyes were as cold as ice, as if this sword strike was just child's play to him.
Erwa took Monk Buli's left hand and murmured: "Is this still a human being? It's so scary!"
Buli said quietly: "Don't be afraid. It's all other people's grievances and other people's suffering. It has nothing to do with you."
Li Xiuyuan sighed, thinking that if he had the dragon bow in his hand, he would be able to break this sword force with one arrow.
I saw Chen Xuanfeng's shocking sword slashing out with a terrifying roar, like a divine dragon erupting. The sword broke through the air and slashed towards Wu Xiaotian like the sky and the earth!
The seventh elder of the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain held the spiritual sword in one hand, slashed at the water dragon in the sky, and shouted loudly: "I have a dragon-slaying sword, and I will slash it to the sky today!"
"Click!" There was a sound!
A crisp collision sound suppressed the roar of the dragon.
Then the body of the dragon that destroyed everything in the air froze, and then a heavy rain rain fell one after another, soaking a group of people standing at the ferry to watch the excitement.
Wu Xiaotian's Spiritual Sword slashed out, and the divine dragon transformed from Ruoshui was actually cut off by his sword. As the river collapsed, the divine dragon unable to form Ruoshui turned into a torrential summer rain.
Wu Xiaotian kept chanting and walked in front of and behind Chen Xuanfeng. He saw several men in black behind him frowning, and blood arrows spurted out from the back of their heads one after another.
Before Dong Xuanfeng could draw his sword to fight back, the spirit sword in Wu Xiaotian's hand stabbed several times, killing the souls of several men in black!
In the exclamation of Buli Monk!
Just in Li Xiuyuan's sigh!
Wu Xiaotian reached out and held his sword to block Chen Xuanfeng's spiritual sword in front of his chest. Then the spiritual sword in his hand turned into a breeze and passed through his arm, and then pierced his chest!
Taking action from the spiritual sword in his hand, corpses fell to the ground behind him, and then faced Chen Xuanfeng head-on.
The two people passed each other. At this moment, the three disciples of Jade Dragon Snow Mountain could not see clearly how many times the two of them had fought and how many sword energy they had struck!
Chen Xuanfeng sheathed his sword and took two steps forward.
The words from the mouth of the Seven Elders of Jade Dragon Snow Mountain, "Today I will cut the sky!" have not yet landed.
"What a fast sword... You are worthy of being the Seventh Elder of Jade Dragon Snow Mountain... My brother died unjustly..."
Chen Xuanfeng looked pale and sat down in front of the Tongtian River.
Sighing softly: "I didn't expect that I would hang out in the Tongtian River all my life, and I would be buried in the Tongtian River in the end... So, please bury us in the Tongtian River..."
Putting away the spiritual sword in his hand, Wu Xiaotian nodded and replied: "Don't worry, I respect you as a man and I will not kill your soul!"
"If you can see the Snow Mountain Divine Sword, you will die without regrets!" Chen Xuanfeng murmured and ended with a smile.
Looking from a distance, Monk Buli was startled when he saw that the back of Chen Xuanfeng's head was opened, and a big hole was blasted out by the seventh elder's sword.
Wu Xiaotian called on three disciples to throw the body of the man in black into the Tongtian River, and then moved Chen Xuanfeng's body onto the ferry. He planned to bury his opponent in the Tongtian River.
"Are you done? Come on board when you're done!"
After seeing too much fighting and killing by the Tongtian River, Du Bang looked at Wu Dong and others who were in a daze and shouted to urge them.
"Get in the boat and cross the river!"
Wu Xiaotian turned around and gave instructions to the coachman. Wu Suyun, who was wearing a red dress, took the reins of the horse and turned around to board the ferry.
Dozens of vendors and pedestrians by the Tongtian River silently looked at the scene in front of them and were speechless. This is the Tongtian River, and this is the rivers and lakes.
Looking at the ferry that was gradually leaving the shore, Monk Buli took a deep breath and said, "Are you rushing to the river to die?"
Erwa gently patted Cuihua on the back and said, "Don't be afraid, it's all over."
Li Xiuyuan, who was silent, put his hand into the tea cup, thought for a while, and wrote on the table: "Strive for crossing, fight for crossing..."
