Fantasy: Quietly draw your sword a hundred thousand times, and emerge as a swordsman

Zhuang Mingzhu lowered her head and gritted her teeth!

She is unwilling!

But she knew in her heart that she... was really no match for the sword madman in front of her!

"It's not fun, it's not fun! It's boring!! I just made a sword, and I can't stop it. Is there anyone in the Changhe Sword Sect who can fight?"

Jian Kuang fell from the sky, and said with a displeased face.

.....

"ended."

After thinking about the cliff, Xu Tian looked away and shook his head.

This swordsman's strength is not bad, his shots are sharp and fierce, without any muddling, and he has a deep understanding with the sword.

Apart from him, there is indeed no other disciple of Changhe Sword Sect who will be his opponent.

Of course, Xu Tian would not act rashly.

To him, it doesn't matter whether Changhe Jianzong loses face or not, and he doesn't have much affection for this Changhe Jianzong.

In this Changhe Sword Sect, the only people who made him feel a little fettered were the real Zhao Ming and Zhao Wan'er and his daughter.

Just when Xu Tian thought that the overall situation was settled, he was about to draw his sword and become stronger.

Abrupt mutation!

I don't know if the sword maniac is inflated, or if he has plans in his heart.

He looked at Zhenren Zhao Ming and said:

"It's not enough today, since your disciples of the Changhe Sword Sect are not good enough, let's go, the Peak Master!"

"I heard that Master Zhao Mingfeng fought in the Sea of ​​Desire Plain ten years ago, and killed the three masters of the Sea of ​​Gods of the Giant Demon Sect. How about master Zhao Mingfeng and this junior come and fight!"

Jian Kuang fixed his eyes on Zhao Ming, and licked his chapped lips.

As soon as these words fell, the faces of everyone in the audience changed!

"presumptuous!"

Zhuang Changhe, the master of the Sword Sect, scolded: "Really Zhao Ming is the peak master of my Sword Sect, how can you, a junior, be able to provoke him!"

But Jian Kuang didn't care.

He is obsessed with swords and has been aggressive all his life. Once he starts to fight, he doesn't care even if it's the heavenly king Lao Tzu! .

Chapter 12

"Master Zhao Mingfeng, surely you won't be stingy with teaching me?"

Jian Kuang stared at Zhenren Zhao Ming and said.

Real Zhao Ming was injured, and everyone in the world knew it.

It was precisely because of this that he deliberately challenged real Zhao Ming!

With this injury, no one knows how much strength Zhao Ming still has.

The fight against Zhuang Mingzhu just now can be regarded as his No.90 nine fights!

He wanted to defeat Zhenren Zhao Ming and complete his achievement of winning all battles in one battle!

He is confident that the real Zhao Ming may not be able to beat him with that injury!

Real person Zhao Ming sat in a wheelchair and was silent when he heard the words.

After thinking about it, just as he was about to stand up, he coughed and coughed up blood.

"Huh? Is this dying?"

Jian Kuang frowned.

"Stop humiliating my father!!"

Zhao Wan'er was furious when she heard the words, and she stomped towards Jiankuang to kill!

"Wan'er!!"

When Master Zhao Ming saw this, he was anxious, but he was so anxious that he spat out another mouthful of blood!

"who are you?"

Jian Kuang looked at Zhao Wan'er who was charging towards him, and swept across with the broad-bladed giant sword in his hand.

boom! ! !

In an instant, Zhao Wan'er was thrown flying by the sword, the bones of the right arm holding the sword were all shattered, and her face was as pale as paper.

"Shuzi is so brave!"

At this moment, Master Zhao Ming was completely angry!

A great sword cultivator's momentum at the peak of the Divine Sea Realm rose from Zhao Mingren's body!

The saber next to Master Zhao Ming's hand buzzed, exuding a murderous intent!

In the sky, thunder exploded!

The world is murderous!

The disciples of the Sword Sect at the side all had a look of astonishment on their faces when they saw this!

At this moment, they realized that this fallen Ninth Peak Lord was still the Great Sword Cultivator at the peak of the Divine Sea Realm!

"Oops, this old guy got mad."

Jian Kuang's heart skipped a beat.

Although he is arrogant and aggressive, he is not stupid.

If this real Zhao Ming killed him regardless of his injuries, then he would have only one result, and that would be...death for sure!

A great sword cultivator at the peak of the Divine Sea Realm is far from something he can resist.

"Senior Zhao Ming, you were unrestrained before going down, and accidentally hurt Ling Qianjin, I will apologize."

"Now this junior will take the first step."

After finishing speaking, Jian Kuang hurriedly went down the mountain.

In case this old guy really killed him regardless of his injuries, he would have no place to cry.

Better to go first.

Just as Master Zhao Ming was about to make a move, Zhuang Changhe, the lord of the Sword Sect, shook his head at him and said:

"Zhao Ming, forget it, if you really kill this person, you will be in big trouble."

Master Zhao Ming let out a long sigh when he heard the words, and gradually restrained his momentum.

His complexion became more sallow.

Obviously, the use of strength just now has cost him a lot.

Originally, there was not much life left, and it was once again reduced a lot.

......

......

Think about the cliff.

Xu Tian's eyes flickered, and he hesitated.

He was adopted and brought up by Daoist Zhao Ming since he was a child, and Daoist Zhao Ming treated him as if he was his own, and brought him on the road of cultivation.

Zhao Wan'er regards him as an older brother, and she also has deep feelings.

Although he came here through time travel, but when he received the memory of this body, he also had feelings more or less.

And he also promised Zhao Wan'er that he would protect her well.

"That's it."

With a soft sigh, Xu Tian cast his breath restraint technique, blurring his face, and stepped out.

boom!

At this moment, Xu Tian's figure was still thinking about Guoya.

The next moment, Xu Tian was already hundreds of miles away from Siguo Ya!

.......

A small road outside the Changhe Sword Sect.

The sword maniac was walking fast.

"That old guy Zhao Ming is still strong, but unfortunately he won't live long."

Jian Kuang muttered softly.

The scene in which Daoist Zhao Ming revealed his aura and surging murderous intent rushed towards him made him still feel lingering fear.

"But this Changhe Sword Sect is really rubbish. There is no one who can beat it. It's really boring."

Jian Kuang walked forward while talking.

Suddenly, he stopped and looked up suddenly.

I saw a man wearing a white shirt handed down by an ordinary disciple of the Changhe Sword Sect, with a vague face, standing in front of him like a tall and straight figure separated by a layer of clouds.

"People from Changhe Sword Sect? When did they appear?"

Jian Kuang's pupils shrank suddenly.

Xu Tian's expression was calm, and his feet were in the void.

call....

A circle of breeze accompanied him, gushing out from behind and blowing away, forming a strong oppressive sense of invisible coercion, which permeated from his body to the surrounding audience.

"If you cut off your arm, I'll let you go." Xu Tian said calmly.

The invisible oppressive feeling on his body instantly made Jian Kuang's expression serious.

The person in front of him seemed to be a disciple of the Changhe Sword Sect, but he was completely different from those disciples of the Changhe Sword Sect just now.

There is a feeling between the strong.

Sword Maniac can sense very clearly that the person in front of him is very strong!

Strong enough to suffocate him!

But... Sword Maniac is not only not afraid, but sparks of excitement surged in his eyes!

"You, what were you talking about just now?!"

His state is completely wrong, his eyes are bloodshot, like a bloodthirsty hungry wolf.

He wasn't afraid, not even the slightest bit of fear on his face.

Some are just crazy!

"This feeling...that's it...hahahaha! This is the feeling I want! What kind of chief disciple, what kind of saint! It's just rubbish!!!"

"I'm so, so excited! So excited, so excited..."

"It's about to explode!!!! Hahahaha!!!"

In an instant, he let out a low growl, stomped his footsteps, and shot out like a cannonball, slashing towards Xu Tian!

"Come on!! Let me see your strength!"

"Ba sword way, cut!!!".

Chapter 13