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Wei Jian, with his Void God tenth level cultivation base, used two swords to defeat the opponent's True God.

The faces of the Xuanlingzong geniuses were extremely gloomy. It wasn't that their geniuses were too weak, but that the other party was too strong.

"Next you go!"

Feng Jun had an ugly face and appointed a genius to play, and they would lose face if they didn't win a game, "Your Majesty Dawu, do you want to change?"

"Wei Jian made two strikes, you can leave the stage to rest." Chu Yuan said: "Under a hundred years old, who of you wants to fight?"

"Your Majesty, please fight!"

At this time, one of the divine army stepped out. He was extremely tall, like a giant spirit god, as if supporting the sky.

This is also an extremely rare combat body, a giant spirit body, with infinite power.

"Giant spirit body!"

Feng Jun was shocked.

This giant spirit body is also very rare.

He had heard a long time ago that Dawu has a divine army, each of whom has a special physique or extremely special supernatural powers.

"Your Majesty, it's too slow to fight one by one like this. Our divine army still needs to train. This subordinate asks if they can all go together. One of the subordinates will single out them all!"

The member of the divine army of this giant spirit body is called Cao Zhan, and his eyes are full of fighting spirit, and the color of blood is rippling.

"Damn it, even if you are a giant spirit, it is impossible for one person to challenge all of us!"

"Yes, you are too arrogant, do you really think you are invincible?"

"Defeat him and defend the glory of my Xuanlingzong!"

Hearing Cao Zhan's words, the Xuanlingzong geniuses were all angry.

"I just want to ask you one question, do you dare to fight?"

Cao Zhan had a loud voice, and when he yelled, it was provocative.

"Zhan, why don't you dare to fight! Since he wants to go up together, it's his wish, beat him hard, make him vomit blood, and get off the battlefield!"

Xuanlingzong still had eight geniuses who were not on the stage, and they couldn't bear it anymore, and they all rushed forward angrily, launching a siege to Cao Zhan.

The mana screamed, but Cao Zhan had a prehistoric and ancient aura, like the existence of the Guardian God Realm.

His figure was extremely burly, and he was not afraid of the magic power of those people, and he did not dodge, and directly endured all of them.

Bang bang bang!

The mana bombarded him like a rock, and he remained motionless.

"The giant spirit body is not only infinitely powerful, but also has extremely strong defense. This person has reached an extremely high level of body training, at least he is arrogant!"

Feng Jun immediately made an analysis.

Cultivating physique consumes a lot of resources.

Even if the Xuanling Sect had supreme gods, it would be impossible for them to eat imperial elixir every day like Chu Yuan did.

"Weak, too weak, it can't be compared with the opponents I faced in Shenshan."

Cao Zhan slammed his palm, his big hand was like a cattail leaf fan, and hit a genius. He immediately heard the sound of bones breaking, and the genius's shoulders sank that day.

He slapped the man's chest again, planning all the ribs and inserting them into the chest cavity.

"Surround him, don't give him a chance!"

If none of the eight can defeat Cao Zhan, Xuanlingzong will lose all face under the live broadcast, and they will not be able to lift their heads up in the future.

"You still want to attack?"

Cao Zhan is not afraid of siege.

When the Shenjun fought in Shenshan, which one was not a siege and scuffle, if they didn't keep their eyes on six roads and their ears on all sides, they would have died long ago.

He maximized his own advantages, relying on his physical strength, the giant spirit body rushed in front of one person and slapped him on the head.

The man was spun and rolled off the ring.

"Giant Spirit Pillar!"

At this moment, Cao Zhan is holding a huge divine pillar, rampaging, powerful, sweeping wildly with the divine pillar, those who dare to approach him will be knocked out.

Those people were dumbfounded.

Cao Zhan is too powerful.

This kind of person is the best fighter on the battlefield.

The divine pillar collided. Although the geniuses of the Xuanling Sect are not weak, and all of them have cultivated extremely high levels, they have never seen such a fierce fighting style. It is okay for them to fight on their own. Advantage.

The geniuses were knocked away one by one, not Cao Zhan's opponent.

"Will you let me knock you down, or go down obediently by yourself."

Cao Zhan looked at the last person left on the stage and said with disdain.

"war!"

This man gritted his teeth, even if he lost, he still had the aura of Xuanlingzong, and rushed towards Cao Zhan frantically.

Courage is commendable, but he was still swept out by Cao Zhan.

"Da Wu's genius is really amazing."

Defeated in ten battles, the opponent only had two people, and they were swept away. Feng Jun was also shocked by the genius of Dawu, and he lost his temper. No wonder the suzerain only sent geniuses over

"I welcome all kinds of friendly exchanges."

Chu Yuan smiled.

Shenjun has a big face this time, and he didn't waste his resources in vain.

"Feng Jun, I would like to challenge you with my sword."

It was Xu Dao who made the sound. As soon as he saw a powerful opponent, he wanted to test the sword against him. At the same time, he looked at Chu Yuan and said respectfully, "Your Majesty, I want to fight him."

"Whether to fight or not depends on whether the envoy of Xuanlingzong agrees."

Chu Yuan did not refuse.

Xu Dao is a pure-hearted sword lunatic.

If he wants to try the knife, let him try.

In Dawu, nothing can go wrong.

"Swordsman Xu Dao!"

When Feng Jun saw Xu Dao, his expression was startled: "I didn't expect that even you were attracted to Dawu."

He has heard of Xu Dao. Since he started practicing, he has been constantly looking for someone to fight against the sword. Countless people died under his sword. He has cultivated all the way to Xuanshen, and he is also a legendary figure.

But at this time, if he rejected Xu Dao, wouldn't he tell Dawu's people that he was afraid of Xu Dao, and what people would think if it spread.

"I have heard the name of Xu Dao, a swordsman, for a long time. He loves swords like his life. However, Your Majesty, the Xuanshen fights too quietly and has infinite destructive power. I am afraid that the power that I can't control will destroy all the people in the imperial city." Kazuki."

When Xuanshen fights, the terrifying fluctuations can blow up even a star.

"I will open up a battlefield for you."

Chu Yuan waved.

The belief in the infinite national destiny is condensed, as if a secret realm has been opened up, inside is a huge battlefield, shrouded by the power of the national destiny.

"Great Wu National Games!"

Feng Jun stepped into the battlefield, tested his strength, and found that he was not moving.

The intensity of this battlefield can rival the power of Xuanshen, and just for this, he has to be in awe of the Great Wu Emperor in front of him again.

"Haha, since that's the case, Xu Dao, I accepted your invitation to fight. I've heard of your sword a long time ago. Come on, let me see if you have the strength to defeat me."

Feng Junxuan's divine aura erupted, tightly condensed in Xu Dao's hand.

Facing a swordsman, he didn't dare to be careless. There are many people who play with swords, but there are not many who can be called swordsmen, and there are not many people in the entire eternal world.

"The sunset over the long river!"

Xu Dao said very little, and he didn't talk much to Feng Jun.

The moment he entered the battlefield, he slashed away with the snow-white long knife, and suddenly he seemed to see a lonely swordsman in a desert, with the afterglow shining, he slashed a long river of light under the setting sun .

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Chapter 493 42 Years of Dawu

Xuanshen fought against each other, attracting more attention.

Countless people are watching.

"Break your sword light!"

Feng Jun was extremely dignified, he slammed out with a palm, and hundreds of millions of strands of mysterious light intertwined.

He knew very well that all the abilities of a swordsman like Xu Dao were in his sword.

This kind of swordsman, the swords he uses are all made by himself, instilled with countless painstaking efforts, and even sacrificed the sword with his own blood, and merged with the soul of the sword.

Even if he was given an imperial sword, he would not change it.

The knife is his life, everything to him, infused with his own knife soul.

Xu Dao is calm, slashing into pieces with one knife, the light of the sword is intertwined all over the sky, deducing a world of swords, a lonely swordsman is not afraid of life and death in order to practice the sword.

All the mysteries of that saber technique were deduced at this moment.

"The flames of rage!"

A little flame swept out like anger, Feng Jun's mana was profound.

His whole body seemed to be ignited with anger, his strength was condensed to berserk in an instant, and a palm of sky fire eroded around Xu Dao.

Only Feng Jun existed in Xu Dao's eyes, and he slashed out one by one.

"Thousands of phantoms, shape-changing!"

Around Xu Dao, 1 Feng Jun appeared, each exuding the same energy and attacking him at the same time.

But Xu Dao knew that only one was the real Feng Jun. His eyes were concentrated, and suddenly he slashed forward, and slammed on a real object, and suddenly blood splashed out, cutting Feng Jun out.

"It's so scary!" Feng Jun was terrified, "As expected of a swordsman, he broke all my phantoms with one knife, but it's not enough to win me like this."

Infinite mana impact!

Feng Jun's attack really showed his full strength. With one move, the world turned upside down, as if thousands of stars fell from the void, trying to destroy everything.

But the battlefield where the fate of the country turned into has withstood all his strength.

"Swordsman, there is no retreat!"

In the face of Feng Jun's outbreak, Xu Dao was fearless and did not panic. Even if he died in the next moment, he would not frown, and he still went forward bravely, showing the domineering power of Dao.

The swordsman is unrestrained, like a sword fairy at ease in the world.

The swordsman is domineering, smashing everything with one knife, and dying in battle is an honor.

boom!

The domineering knife light turned into a bright white brilliance and washed down. Xu Dao smashed Feng Jun's power with the most domineering power, and slashed at him with the knife. The terrifying power made him spit out blood.

"I lost!"

Feng Jun clutched his chest, knowing that he had lost, "Even in a life-and-death fight, I am not your opponent, and I will be beheaded by you. As expected of an extremely rare swordsman, your sword is very powerful."

He was also frank and admitted that he had failed.

Looking down at the battlefield, there was no trace of destruction, Xu Dao's domineering sword light did not penetrate.

With a wave of Chu Yuan's hand, the battlefield was dispersed.

"Your Majesty Dawu, not long ago, the Qingmu Changsheng Empire sent envoys to my Xuanlingzong, but my Xuanlingzong does not want to participate in the battle, and they are planning to deal with you."

After leaving these words, Feng Jun said with a dejected genius, "Farewell!"

Although it is embarrassing, but to be able to cultivate Xuanshen, some people care about face, and he wants to report today's incident to the suzerain.