King Huan stood up in a flash, his face suddenly changed, the sword had been sheathed, but there was still a stunning and cold sword light flashing in front of him.

Princess Miaoyan held the exquisite pastry in her hand and delivered it to her half-open mouth, but her movements were frozen at this moment. Her beautiful eyes emitted a dazzling and deep light, making the room shine.

"Brother, his strength is probably at the level of 200 kills. There are no more than twenty such masters in the entire palace."

King Huan nodded slightly mechanically and clenched his fists quietly.

Although the weight of the Invincible Earth Immortal is very heavy, it is not as good as the slaughter of two hundred people in Tiancheng, because even the Invincible Earth Immortal may not have such strength.

This Shi Xiaole has refreshed the cognition of outsiders again and again. If he can gain allegiance, it is equivalent to holding the sword of the Heavenly Reign, and many actions will be easily completed in the future.

"So strong?"

Du Ziyan took a sip of air conditioning.

That day, she had already imagined the power of a sword in her mind many times when she heard Mei Junyi talk about it, but she was still shocked when she saw it with her own eyes.

A scent that accelerates blood slowly floats.

Du Ziyan didn't look back, just said, "Junyi, have you chosen it?"

The person who came was wearing white gauze and tall and plump. Standing there, even the curve between his waist could touch the flames deep in the man's heart. The white porcelain-like skin was shiny and shiny, making people sigh at the Creator's unique love for her.

"Any one, isn't it the same?"

Du Ziyan couldn't believe that such self-deprecating words were spoken from Mei Junyi. But when she spoke, her expression was still cold and unchanging forever, making people feel pity.

"Sometimes I really hate this body, but without this body, I probably wouldn't be noticed by the big dragon head and had already died in somewhere."

Mei Junyi seemed to be talking to herself.

Du Ziyan didn't notice it. There was an unknown and crazy look in her fox-like eyes that looked like a glimpse of glitter.

"You are obsessed with it, and you will not let you go when your elder brother comes back."

The red man with a gun stood up staggeringly, the look of horror on his face had not yet faded, but he did not lose the situation, and his tone was still very tough.

The other people, including Feng Guoting, all looked pale and as if they had lost their parents. They were elites of Jixia Martial Arts Academy. Because of their identity issues, their reputation was not obvious in the world. In addition to being angry, they inevitably looked down on the people in the world.

But the sword just now completely awakened them, making them understand what the number one person in the Divine Realm is and what the world is without any other.

Qilin wants to kill them, just one move.

There was a moment of silence in the street. Whether it was the person who was observing secretly or the disciples of Jixia Martial Arts Academy who came with him, they were all stunned and did not dare to make any sound. The previous clamor was as ridiculous as a dream.

Your uncle or your uncle, it turns out that no matter where Qilin is, he will always be so powerful.

Shi Xiaole shook his head secretly.

He didn't take the threat from the Six Yi Society seriously at all, even if General Shentu came in person, he was not afraid.

Because he and Mei Junyi have nothing to do.

With less than two months left for Shi Xiaole, he also thought about it. It was impossible for Mei Junyi to fall in love with him, and he did not want to use the other party.

So in the past few days, he has been adjusting his relationship with Mei Junyi, trying to lean on his friends, without any traces of indirect attacks, and inquire about the return of Nanyan, and he has gained something.

No one can stop him at this critical moment.

...

Tiancheng, in a dilapidated temple.

Two figures are confronting each other.

The airflow around was like a vortex, in chaos. It was obvious that the two had fought for a long time. At this time, the energy rose sharply and condensed into pieces. The straw in the temple was cut, and the broken pillars in the corner were trembling gently.

The invisible power condensed between the two, waiting for Shi Potian's last blow.

"I have one last move, please give me advice."

The man wearing a white scarf on his head on his right, and the wide kimono waved the strange long sword in his hand. The blade reflected the sunlight, as if it was integrated. He slashed out with one knife, and the light was as vigorous as magma cracking, and the sword energy was everywhere.

"The gods come to kill!"

The swordsman on the left is dressed as a Central Plains man, with his brows sank and swung his sword.

Crackling!

As the sound of explosions and shattering, the knife air cracked like glass, marking the bluestone slabs below the two of them with inches of mottled marks.

"One sword will kill you in another world!"

The Central Plains Swordsman suddenly accelerated, and countless phantoms pushed his body forward and passed through the Japanese swordsman's body. Seeing this, the Japanese warriors behind drew their swords one after another.

"The secret knife flows, water is like a mirror!"

The Japanese swordsman divided into two pieces was like a reflection in the smoothed water, suddenly merged into one, and the knife returned to the sheath, and only then did the sound slowly sound.

puff!

A swordsman from the Central Plains, six feet away, suddenly vomited blood from the sky, rolled down his head, and the incision was as smooth as a mirror.

"master!"

With a loud shout, several young men rushed to the corpse, their eyes were red, their bodies trembled, and they stared at the Japanese swordsman with hatred and anger.

Several Japanese warriors laughed coldly and wanted to take action, but were stopped by Japanese swordsmen: "I came here to challenge the heroes of the world. They will all the heroes of the Central Plains, and they will determine the outcome and life and death, but the disaster will not be as good as relatives and friends. Remember, if I die in battle, you should not take revenge."

"Yes, the young head of the family!"

Several Japanese warriors hugged their fists, and dared not have any objection.

"Don't leave, leave your name. I will avenge my master in the future!"

Seeing a group of Japanese people leaving, a heroic young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes shouted angrily next to his corpse.

"I, Naokura Fujiki, welcome your challenge at any time."

The sound fell, the man had disappeared without a trace, only blood was left in the world, and a lonely sun was about to set in the distance.

"My junior brother, my teacher ranks fifth on the Earth Immortal List. He has lived in Tiancheng for twenty years and has entered the Xuyuan Realm with half his foot. His sword technique has gone further, but he is still no match for this person. You should not act rashly."

Another calm middle-aged man endured his grief.

There is a saying that he has not said that there are two swords on the waist of Fujiki Naokura, but when fighting, he only used one. He does not think that the other sword is used for decoration.

But it would be too cruel to say such words.

"No matter who he is or whether he is the Sword Emperor in Xuyuan Realm, if he can walk out of Tiancheng alive, I will vow to avenge this!"

The heroic young man spoke resolutely.

Several people looked at each other.

Fujiki Naokura threatened to be able to win over the heroes of the Central Plains. As far as they know, except for the Wudi Emperor in the Xuyuan Realm and could not be born due to the rules, there are still several old monsters in the Tiancheng who have reached the half-step Xuyuan Realm, with their skills that are particularly superior to their mentors, and they may be able to defeat them.

The fifth master of the Earth Immortal List, Wang Weiguo, was killed.

As soon as the news came out, it immediately swept through the inside and outside of Tiancheng, and even the nearby cities quickly heard the sound of the wind.

The even more eye-catching thing was that according to several disciples of Wang Weiguo, the murderer was a visitor from Japan. He reached the pinnacle of his sword technique and had reached the unpredictable realm of gods and ghosts. Even Wang Weiguo only supported less than two hundred moves.

On that day, Fujiki Naokura's bold statement to challenge the Central Plains was also widely publicized, and the world was shocked.

One wave has not yet subsided and another wave has started.

Just as people were still immersed in this battle, another shocking news spread.

The strange guest of the Snow Mountain was killed in the secluded forest of the East City, with one knife or another.

Three hundred years ago, a strange man walked out of the endless snowy mountain. He was born with divine power and pulled the mountain with one hand. He once had a terrifying record of fighting against eighteen peak earth immortals overnight.

Many people in later generations inferred that among the eighteen peak earth immortals, there were at least five invincible earth immortals. However, such a lineup still could not stop the flesh palm of the strange snow mountain guest.

Three hundred years passed by, and no one could have thought that the madman who was proud of the world would actually live in seclusion in Tiancheng. Even more unexpectedly, the day when he reappeared in the world would be the time to bid farewell to the world.

According to witnesses, the aura erupted by the Snow Mountain monster had reached the half-step Xuyuan realm, which was invincible under the Xuyuan realm. However, he was still dead under the samurai sword of Fujiki Naokura.

"The Japanese River and Lake are the most important things. This family is not only the leader of the Japanese River and Lake, but also controls the lifeline of the Japanese royal family. Its descendants are also heroic. It is said that the second young master, Naoki Fuji, is a sword genius. He entered the West Sea Rainbow Island a few years ago and has not yet been found. The eldest young master is Naoki, who is only fifty-nine years old, and is already half a step into Xuyuan, a genius!"

In a few days, the basic information about Fujiki Naokura has been circulating in the world, and everyone is sighing.

"Hmph, what is the fifty-nine-year-old half-step Xuyuan? I have a way to challenge the young dragon."

Some people are dissatisfied.

"The Hive Dragon is already the Sword Emperor in the Xuyuan Realm. He is in the red world and cannot take action according to the Jinyuan Alliance."

If possible, no one wants a Japanese man to show off his power and kill the Central Plains martial arts elites, but there are rules for the Jianghu.

The Wu Emperor of Xuyuan Realm is too destructive. If he takes action freely, the world will be in chaos, and no one can set this precedent.

After a few days, through word of mouth and information dissemination of Shenji Academy, the daimyo of Fujiki Naokura had already spread throughout the Pegasus Dynasty.

It is said that some hidden masters and strange people in the mountains and fields have received the news and are rushing to Tiancheng. The whole world is looking forward to someone who can stand up and defend the dignity of the Central Plains martial arts world.

At this moment, the third half-step Xuyuan master died under the sword of Fujiki Naoka.

This time he is an unknown master as short as a dwarf, but many people say that his strength is higher than that of the Snow Mountain monster.

"Where are the heroes of the Central Plains? Fujimu waits for the sword, determines the victory or defeat, determines life and death, and only seeks to stain the sword soul with blood, and live up to the reputation of the warrior in front of the body and behind the body."

On this day, Fujiki Naokura issued such a declaration.

The Pegasus Dynasty earthquake.

Too arrogant and arrogant. This simply looks like the martial arts world in the Central Plains. Behind the seemingly peaceful tone, isn’t it a contempt and ridicule to the Central Plains masters?

There is no one in the Central Plains!

This is what Fujiki Naokura said.

Against this background, a team of well-equipped black armored troops, holding Ligo, and even the horses under the seat were covered with armor and iron kicks, came to the sky city in a vast magnificent manner.
Chapter completed!