"You beast!"
"I think back in Shenzhou College, for the sake of Dean Gu, Shen Chenfeng spared your life. I didn't expect that you would repay kindness and kill Shen Chenfeng."
"Xuanyuan Xuanling, do you still have any humanity left?"
Jian Wuhen clenched his fists tightly, making a crunching sound.
“If you cut the weeds without removing the roots, they will grow again when the spring breeze blows.”
"If you want to blame, you can only blame Shen Chenfeng for being soft-hearted."
Xuanyuan Xuanling sneered and said indifferently.
"In that case, I would like to take a look."
"How much progress have you made since you entered the Xuanyuan Family?"
Jian Wuhen roared angrily, and a terrifying figure appeared behind him.
This figure was dozens of feet tall, wearing jet black robes and an imperial crown. Although his true appearance could not be seen clearly, his whole body was filled with overwhelming demonic intent.
But the most surprising thing is that in the hands of this demon emperor, he actually holds a big sword that is branded on the world.
It was as if everyone in the world was in the hands of this demon emperor.
The devil holds all life in his hands!
There is a demon emperor in his heart, and he is obsessed with the common people.
"Oh my God, what did I see?"
"Create your own way of swordsmanship!"
"Wanjianshan has another swordsman wizard."
Looking at the demonic figure holding the sword of common people, everyone was shocked.
Although Beimang Prefecture is full of geniuses and countless masters. But there are still very few practitioners who can create their own great path. And every one of them is a person with amazing talents and will become famous all over the world in the future.
Even the rise and fall of a sect must be measured by the practitioners who create their own path.
Now that Wanjian Mountain has another practitioner who created his own swordsmanship, it will definitely become more prosperous in the future.
The elder from Wanjian Mountain also looked surprised.
Although he knew that Jian Wuhen was extremely powerful, he did not expect that it would be so powerful.
No wonder he was favored by the Broken Sword God King just after entering Wanjian Mountain.
It is indeed extraordinary.
At the same time, he was secretly on guard.
No matter what, we must not let anything happen to Jian Wuhen.
"Create your own way of swordsmanship."
"Jian Wuhen, I really didn't expect that you would realize your own path."
Xuanyuan Xuanling narrowed his eyes and his face became extremely gloomy.
If Shen Chenfeng can create his own way of swordsmanship, that's fine.
After all, Shen Chenfeng is an ascendant. Although his cultivation level is not high, there is no doubt about his talent.
But Jian Wuhen, a native of the Heaven Realm, actually created his own swordsmanship one step ahead of him.
This made Xuanyuan Xuanling, who once thought highly of himself, filled with anger.
"Xuanyuan Xuanling."
"I wonder if I, a common man with a sword, am qualified to hurt you?"
Jian Wuhen stepped forward, and the Demon Emperor behind him raised the Cangsheng sword and slashed it at Xuanyuan Xuanling instantly.
The terrifying coercion felt like the entire country, the country, and the people on the earth were pressing down on Xuanyuan Xuanling, trying to crush him.
"Jian Wuhen, so what if you create your own swordsmanship?"
"Today, I will still defeat you."
Xuanyuan Xuanling roared angrily, and his whole body expanded instantly, turning into a figure with three heads and eight arms.
Immediately afterwards, his eight arms waved in unison.
boom!
Fighting with fists and swords.
The entire arena was filled with a strong aura of destruction.
After the breath dissipated, the Cangsheng Great Sword and the figure of the Demon Emperor had completely disappeared.
Xuanyuan Xuanling still maintained the posture of punching, and his three faces showed expressions of unruly, cold and disdain respectively.
Jian Wuhen, on the other hand, was half-kneeling on the ground, with traces of bright red blood spilling from the corners of his mouth.
"Eight-armed Xuanyuan!"
"Is this the legendary Xuanyuan battle body?"
"So powerful, even Jian Wuhen's self-created kendo is no match for him."
Seeing this scene, the crowd screamed in surprise.
"how so?"
"Even if Jian Wuhen is no match for Xuanyuan Xuanling, he shouldn't have been defeated so quickly."
"What did Xuanyuan Xuanling get from Xuanyuan Family to become so powerful?"
The disciples of Wan Jian Shan caused a commotion.
Even a few people in Jiangshan couldn't help but be a little shocked.
"Jian Wuhen has just condensed the way of swordsmanship and has not yet fully mastered it. Naturally, he is no match for Xuanyuan Xuanling."
Sun Yuehai sighed softly and said, "Jian Wuhen, come back."
Jian Wuhen gritted his teeth, seemingly unwilling to do so.
"return."
Sun Yuehai frowned and said in a thicker voice.
"Xuanyuan Xuanling, I will spare your life for now."
"After I fully master the swordsmanship of Cangsheng, I will come to you to settle the score."
"Shen Chenfeng's matter will never be forgotten like this."
Jian Wuhen spit out an indifferent voice, and then left the ring in a flash.
"I am waiting."
Xuanyuan Xuanling smiled coldly and did not take Jian Wuhen to heart.
Now that he has the support of the Xuanyuan family, his future cultivation will definitely become more and more terrifying.
Those cultivators from Shenzhou Academy who once made him feel fearful were now like ants in his eyes.
"Who else is next?"
Xuanyuan Xuanling's voice was cold, and the three faces all showed wild expressions.
The cultivators around him fell silent for an instant.
Even Jian Wuhen, who created his own kendo, has been defeated.
Who else can be Xuanyuan Xuanling's opponent?
Seeing that the space fell silent, Xuanyuan Zheji suddenly stood up and said: "Everyone, please allow me to say a few words. There may be many people who don't know Xuanyuan Xuanling, or have even heard of Xuanyuan Xuanling's name."
"Today, I will introduce it to you."
"Xuanyuan Xuanling was the number one genius in Shenzhou College in the past. Not only did he receive the inheritance from ancestor Xuanyuan, but he also had profound cultivation at a young age. He was also accepted as a close disciple by Lie Guyun, one of the four deans, and taught him everything he had. , regard him as the backbone of Shenzhou College.”
"Later, I was entrusted by the family master to go to Shenzhou College to find Xuanyuan Xuanling to recognize my ancestor and return to the clan. However, Xuanyuan Xuanling was concerned about Shenzhou College and rejected our Xuanyuan family's request."
"In the end, it was Gu Xiangyun, the first dean of Shenzhou College, who came forward and personally persuaded Xuanyuan Xuanling to reluctantly agree to follow me back to Xuanyuan Family."
"I would like to ask, is such an excellent, powerful cultivator who cares about old relationships qualified to become the Holy Son of our Xuanyuan Family?"
Xuanyuan Zheji's face was filled with pride. He had built Xuanyuan Xuanling so perfectly and wanted to build momentum for Xuanyuan Xuanling.
The people around were even whispering.
Although the strength of Shenzhou College is not as good as the twelve sects and eight major families in Beimang Prefecture, it is still the overlord of the heaven.
It is naturally extraordinary that Xuanyuan Xuanling can become the number one master in Shenzhou Academy.
Moreover, he still misses his old relationship so much.
Regardless of talent or character, they are all excellent.
However.
Before Xuanyuan Zheji could continue to boast, an inappropriate sound suddenly resounded in the space.
"The number one genius at China Academy?"
"Dean Gu personally persuaded you?"
"Haha, this is the first time in my life that I have seen such a shameless person."
