True Martial Great Emperor of Myriad Realms

Wushengmen.

Backyard square.

At this time, more than ten people stood here, separated on both sides. The atmosphere was tense and full of lingran murderous spirit.

There are two people in the center station, each holding a weapon to look at each other.

"Please!"

Zhou Tong, the leader of wusheng sect, shouted loudly. His left foot was wrong behind. The strange weapon hundred blade Sabre pointed at the other side in the distance, and his strength was ready to move.

The blade is like a long gun, but the handle is much shorter, and the blade is surprisingly long. On the whole, it looks like a knife rather than a knife, like a sword rather than a sword.

"Please."

The man opposite was dressed in a green shirt and holding a jasper sword. He was slender, upright and elegant.

This person's name is Zhao Tiande. He is the deputy leader of Wu Nu Tao hall in Jiujiang water. He is famous for his Nu Tao sword technique.

Zhu Yerong, whom Guo fan met, is a teacher from now on.

"Two."

At this time, the Lord of the Yellow Pavilion took a step forward, stretched out one hand and said, "this war is only divided into victory and defeat, not life and death."

"I hope you can keep a sense of propriety when you make a move!"

"Lord Huang, don't worry."

Zhao Tiande smiled calmly: "brother Zhou and I have been friends for many years. We know each other's roots and bottom. How can we not know the depth."

"Although we have met for many years, we have never had a chance to compete."

Zhou Tong said, "Zhou has long wanted to see brother Zhao's sword technique. Today he can finally do it."

"In that case, brother Zhou, be careful."

"Brother Zhao, don't be polite."

Their words were polite, but their breath clashed, but they refused at all, and even implied murder.

If they have a chance, they are afraid that no one will show mercy!

"Hum..."

The long sword sings softly.

Zhao Tiande shook the sword slightly. The void in front of him was like the water surface, rippling and rolling up the gravel around him.

"Please take it!"

He drank low in his mouth, and the jade sword shook, and the rubble in the sky was shot at a speed comparable to that of a powerful crossbow.

"Come on!"

Zhou Tong's footsteps moved wrongly, his hundred edged knives shook like a long gun, and the gun flowers bloomed on the spot, holding his body firmly up and down.

His steps were strange, from left to right, and he broke the gravel in an instant and appeared on Zhao Tiande's side.

The hundred blade Sabre also changes the gun into a sword. When one sword is stabbed, the sword light is divided into three.

"Yi..."

The sword is full of Qi.

The light of the three swords was like a twisting spirit snake, with a fierce killing machine, pointing directly at the key points of Zhao Tiande's body.

"Good!"

Zhao Tiande's face sank, and the sword style turned accordingly. The Tao was like water, and the sword Qi rushed out and merged into a water wall on his side.

The internal skill he practiced is called Baijiang Xingshui Jue, which was created by a congenital expert. He pays attention to the foundation and has the strongest internal power.

Even in the same realm, his internal Qi, regardless of quality or quantity, can be crushed. Most of them are opponents.

This is the sword Qi, which immediately overwhelms one side.

"Shua! Shua!"

Zhou Tong's face remained unchanged, his feet moved, his body flashed, and launched an attack from all directions.

The blade in his palm is strange. He can use a knife, a piece, a gun and a spear

The martial arts school's inheritance skill, the hundred war formula, can resist and make hundreds of soldiers. It has the ability of ever-changing, and the moves are unexpected.

In terms of internal power cultivation, he is not as good as the other party, but Zhou Tong's moves are strange, which is also impossible to prevent.

"Ding Ding..."

The sound of collision was endless, and the two had fought more than 100 records in the blink of an eye.

After a long attack, Zhou Tong's face became more and more ugly.

He has self-knowledge. His own inheritance is far inferior to that of the other party. Only by relying on the strange sword technique can he have some chance to win.

And this needs a quick decision!

The longer it takes, the greater the consumption of his internal power, and the easier it will be to see through the sabre technique.

At that time, there will be no doubt of defeat!

Thinking of this, his eyes shrank and a secret killing suddenly broke out.

"Baizhan Dao!"

"Boom..."

It was as if the bomb hidden in his body suddenly exploded. As soon as Zhou Tong's breath rose, every part of his body turned into a fierce attack and integrated into the sabre technique.

Fierce killing, Zheng ran emerged.

"Kill!"

"Peng!"

In the face of Zhou Tong's outburst, Zhao Tiande didn't change his face.

Even his eyes were full of joy.

incorrect!

Zhou Tong's heart jumped and he subconsciously noticed that it was bad.

The other party is to push himself to the limit. Only in this way can he have no way back.

But it was obviously too late for him to wake up!

The surrounding sword Qi suddenly gathered, like a continuous wave, sweeping in with a roar.

The Nu Tao sword formula also shows its greatness at this time!

"No!"

Outside, the main face of the Yellow Pavilion changed greatly.

But at this time, the two people in the field are at the peak of momentum. Their strength is staggered with each other, and no outsiders can intervene at all.

"Peng!"

The knife and light collided and the fire splashed everywhere.

The two figures were separated as soon as they touched. One stumbled back a few steps, and the other fell directly to the ground.

"Hall leader Zhao!"

"Lord Zhou!"

Many people rushed outside. Several people helped Zhao Tiande, and Lord Huang stopped Zhou Tong.

"How are you?"

Zhao Tiande's face appeared alternately red and white, his breath gradually stabilized, and finally took a long breath of turbid gas.

"I'm fine."

Zhou Tong, on the other side, was far inferior to him. After falling to the ground, he stared at him and fainted.

"Brother Zhou!"

"Lord Zhou!"

Lord Huang held Zhou Tong's pulse with one hand and conveyed Qi with the other. His face was gloomy and uncertain. He looked back at Zhao Tiande for a long time.

He gritted his teeth and shouted: "brother Zhou's Dantian is damaged and his breath is retrograde. Zhao Tiande is a cruel means!"

This kind of injury, even if it doesn't die, the whole person is useless!

"Sorry."

Zhao Tiande drooped his eyelids and regretted: "the situation was urgent. Brother Zhou put too much pressure on me, and I couldn't keep my hand."

"You..."

A man was so angry that he drew his sword.

"What do you want?"

"You can't compete. You have to cheat, don't you?"

Wow

In the field, everyone took out their swords and looked at each other, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

"Enough!"

Lord Huang suddenly drank low.

His voice, like a dull bell, swept the audience in an instant, and even made many people unable to hear it for a moment.

Zhao Tiande shrunk his eyes and couldn't help staring at each other.

This internal power cultivation

"Enough!"

The Lord of the Yellow hall closed his eyes and said in a slow voice, "we have nothing to say. Let's go."

"Lord Huang?"

Some people were angry, especially the disciples of wusheng sect. They stared angrily and wanted to work hard with each other.

"Let them go!"

Lord Huang said.

"Hey!"

Zhao Tiande sighed and said, "I'm also very sorry about brother Zhou's experience. This time..."

He opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but when he saw the angry eyes of the people opposite, he had to shake his head.

"In that case, I'll leave!"

When he spoke, he waved lightly with one hand and took the people out.

"Lord Huang."

Zheng Yin, the guest Secretary of the county government, was also present. He frowned and said, "people from Jiujiang Shuiwu are not good!"

"Good."

Lord Huang narrowed his eyes and said, "first the sun family, then the wusheng gate. They want to sweep away the core of the Wumeng."

"The other two are fine, but I'm afraid the five elements gate and the tiger gate will also be found!"

"Then let's hurry over and inform them."

Zheng's voice was hurried: "as long as you close and don't fight, it's enough to avoid the recent period of time!"

"I'm afraid it's too late."

Lord Huang's face was gloomy and said, "thank you for the five elements gate. I'm not worried, but the tiger gate..."

Zheng Yin also frowned: "Guo fan has been in the limelight many times recently. The name of crazy tiger can almost be compared with the four heroes of Yanmen."

"He's afraid he'll never escape!"

…………

Tiger mountain.

foot of a hill.

A group of more than ten people got out of the carriage and were standing here, overlooking the mountain road above.

When the head is a person with a leopard eye and a tiger beard, he is wearing a strong suit and exudes an atmosphere that strangers are not allowed to enter.

"Good!"

Looking at the mountain for a moment, the man nodded slowly: "the mountain is magnificent and located at the node. It's a good place."

"There were experts in the tiger gate in those days!"

"It's not bad now."

Beside him is a middle-aged scholar dressed as a scholar. Although it is late autumn, he still holds a folding fan.

"There are fierce tigers circling in the mountains. There are checkpoints everywhere. It seems that there are powerful crossbows, flints and rolling logs in dangerous places."

"This method should come from the military camp. Although it is only the initial design, it is already extraordinary. If it is completely completed, it may not be difficult to retain us."

The scribe smiled gently and said, "why didn't I hear that the fierce tiger gate has asked an expert in the army for guidance?"

"Report back to you."

A young man arched his hands behind them: "as far as I know, the defense measures of tiger mountain are made by the current door master."

"Guo fan?"

The big man picked his eyebrows and was surprised: "unexpectedly, this crazy tiger is still proficient at the mercy of the military array."

"Crazy tiger?"

The scribe shook his head: "I don't think so!"

"This man is as wise as a fool. He has been hiding for many years. Once he is turned into a dragon, he is really wise."

"Dragon?"

The big man sneered: "with his ability now, the dragon will lie down for me and the tiger will lie down for me!"

"Ha ha..."

The scribe chuckled.

Although the words were murderous, the faces of the people were relaxed.

Compared with other groups of people, the people they want to deal with are obviously the weakest.

"Go!"

The big man waved, "go up the mountain."

"Yes."

The crowd should be, following behind them, walking towards the tiger mountain.

"Someone stop!"

Just after stepping on the stone steps, someone came out from behind the rocks and pointed at them with a sword.

"Who are you waiting for? What are you doing?"

The big man stepped forward, hugged his fist and drank: "Jiujiang water, Wu Jingtao, Tang Lei hate, come to worship the mountain."

"Jiujiang Shuiwu?"

"Jingtao hall?"

The disciple guarding the Mountain Gate changed his face: "wait a minute, I'll report to the sect leader."

"Why bother?"

Lei hate frowned: "even if Lei went to the county government, he didn't have the reason to wait at the gate."

"Well... Those people will follow me to the reception place for a break."

The disciple guarding the Mountain Gate thought for a moment and said, "however, there are rules in the tiger gate. People entering the mountain are not allowed to wear weapons."

"Can't wear weapons?"

Lei hen grinned: "it's really a shame for you."

"Get out of the way!"

His sound, like a heavy thunder, fell directly into the eardrums of the two disciples guarding the mountain gate.

Then his eyes were black, his seven orifices were bleeding, and he collapsed to the ground.

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