My wife is the sect leader

A hint of surprise appeared in Tan Yun's eyes when he saw the person coming.

Luo Zixiang is a master of Dizong, and his cultivation is in the realm of Dihua, Tan Yun not only knows but also is very familiar with it.

Luo Zixiang took a deep breath and said, "It's Sect Master Li. He got the news that you were discovered by the net of heaven and earth, so he quickly sent me a secret letter asking me to pick you up along the way."

In Dayan, Tianluowang is the best intelligence organization, and Demon Sect Renzong is not bad. Although leaving Dayan for so many years has been damaged a lot, Li Fuzhou has also repaired many dark threads during this time.

So when Tan Yun was discovered by Tian Luo Di Wang, Li Fuzhou also got some information. He was afraid that Tan Yun would be ambushed by Xuan Yiwei, so he immediately sent a secret letter to Luo Zixiang, the nearby master of the Devil's sect.

With her cultivation base, as long as the three big celestial gangs do not attack, she can definitely take people away safely.

But when Luo Zixiang arrived at Huangyao Town, he found that the person who captured Tan Yun was actually Cui Daoxian.

Who is Choi Do-hyun?

That is a top half-step master, even Li Fuzhou may not dare to say that he can beat this person.

If she made a move, not only would she not be able to save Tan Yun, but would kill herself instead.

Just when Luo Zixiang was in a hurry, the ghost swordsman from the sky made a move, which made her overjoyed.

Tan Yun gritted his teeth, then looked forward.

At this moment, two sword lights appeared again on the messy street ahead.

clang!

The swords collided again and stuck together heavily, and suddenly seemed to calm down.

The next moment, I saw An Jing's body retreating quickly towards the rear, directly retreating tens of feet away, his face was pale, and there was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.

Whoa!

Everyone was in an uproar. Could it be that the winner has already been separated?

"Puff!" "Puff!"

Just as Cui Daoxian was about to step forward, his face changed slightly the next moment, and he hurriedly clutched his heart.

But the more he clutched his heart, the faster it beat, as if it was about to jump out of his atrium.

During this period of time, An Jing's swordsmanship has also improved a lot during discussions and discussions with Lou Xiangzhen, especially the murderous heartbeat, which has become more and more proficient.

After about tens of breaths, Cui Daoxian suppressed his heartbeat, but he also missed the best time, and his eyes were fixed on An Jing in front of him.

The two stood at both ends of the street, looking at each other.

"Little Tanyun, this is a good opportunity, let's go." Seeing this, Luo Zixiang hurriedly whispered.

In front of him, Cui Daoxian, the Heavenly Sword, was stopped by the ghost swordsman. This ghost swordsman didn't seem to be Cui Daoxian's opponent, so he should take advantage of this time to slip away quickly.

"No, I'm not leaving."

Tan Yun gritted his teeth and said, "That ghost swordsman came to save me, how could I abandon him?"

Luo Zixiang frowned, "You are crazy, you will die if you stay here, the ghost swordsman is obviously not Cui Daoxian's opponent, he is a swordsman."

"When Ghost Swordsman is defeated, you won't be able to leave even if you want to."

Tan Yun said stubbornly: "No! I won't go, if I want to go, I will go with him."

Luo Zixiang pondered for a moment, and said earnestly: "Silly girl, you see that he put himself in danger to save you, why do you let his hard work go to waste, he has no scruples when you leave, and when the time comes, he has the opportunity to get it from Cui Daoxian." escape."

Tan Yun looked at the figure in front of him, and said seriously: "Aunt Luo, you don't need to persuade me, I must go with him today."

"You will die if you stay."

"Then die. He came for me. If he dies, so what if I die with him?"

Luo Zixiang frowned when he heard this, and his tone became a little tough: "No, you have to go with me today."

Tan Yun bit her red lips tightly, and said dissatisfiedly: "Aunt Luo, why do you want to beat the mandarin ducks with a club and spoil my good deeds."

Help fight mandarin ducks! ?

Bad for you! ?

Luo Zixiang was puzzled when he heard Tan Yun's words: "What are you talking about? How old are you?"

Ghost Swordsman and Tan Yun, do these two look like a match?

"I don't care." Tan Yun said stubbornly.

Seeing this, Luo Zixiang sighed heavily in his heart, this Tan Yun is indeed Li Fuzhou's disciple, his stubborn temper is no different from Li Fuzhou's.

At the same time, the Xuanyiwei who had evacuated the common people and everyone in the Jianghu stood not far away.

"Biantou, there are demon cult masters coming." A Xuanyi Wei Yinzi catcher pointed at Luo Zixiang and said in a low voice: "It seems that the cultivation level is not low, this might be a big fish."

"To shut up!"

Bian Jingdao slapped him on the head and shouted in a low voice.

Still a big fish! ?

Others don't know who that person is, how can Bian Jingdao not recognize him?

That person is Luo Zixiang of the Dizong, known as the bloody hand, who has killed countless masters of the rivers and lakes with those hands, and once killed a big Tiangang.

"Fortunately, I met Senior Cui Daoxian today, otherwise today might be over."

A trace of cold sweat appeared on Bian Jingdao's forehead, and he felt a little rejoiced.

An Jing and Cui Daoxian in the distance finally moved.

Cui Daoxian stepped forward, and the supreme sharpness pierced out of his body, as if there was a giant sword floating behind him in a trance.

The surging and impassioned sword intent soared straight into the sky, making people feel chills in the bottom of their hearts.

"Is this Cui Daoxian's sword intent? It seems that he is not far from the sixth realm." Lou Xiangzhen said to himself when he saw this.

"As expected of a sword master!"

Luo Zixiang felt the sword intent, but felt his heart twitch, and fear filled his whole body.

Tan Yun is a kendo practitioner, so he can naturally feel Cui Daoxian's power and accomplishment. He couldn't help clenching his fists tightly, his eyes full of worry.

An Jing stood where he was, and everything around him became a little dark, and then he saw a grave.

That is a place where swords are buried!

Soon, he saw another grave, and there were more and more graves.

Sword Mound!

It was as if he was already in the sword mound.

"Buzz!" "Buzz!"

The sword weapons in each sword mound made the ultimate sound of sword chant, as if they were about to rush out of the sword mound.

"Hey!"

A sharp sword light hit him.

"So fast!"

An Jing raised his brows, and pulled out the Suppressing Evil Sword in his hand, cutting the sharp sword light into pieces.

But at the next moment, every tomb exploded, stirring up countless sword lights.

The sword lights were densely packed, surging, and silent, and each sword light was gray-black, with a deadly aura and a sharp sword aura.

Cui Daoxian's sword intent!

This is the Heavenly Sword Sword Intent that has been sitting in the Sword Tomb for 30 years!

An Jing felt the majestic sword intent, as if facing desolate and lonely sword mounds, full of powerlessness.

In the eyes of everyone, Cui Daoxian's huge sword behind his back released a sharp edge of cold air, while An Jing stood in place and retreated back and forth, obviously at a disadvantage.

Lou Xiangzhen was the only one present who could see through the situation. Seeing this, he shook his head secretly: "Cui Daoxian not only has the bones of a sword, but also has a mastery of sword intent. His sword is stronger than that kid, and his cultivation has the upper hand. He It is too difficult to win."

It's not that An Jing is not strong, but that Cui Daoxian is too strong. If he can give him a few years of hard work, he might still have a chance to fight.

Lou Xiangzhen secretly made up his mind, should he make a move at the last moment of that kid's defeat?

But then he abandoned the plan.

"I can't back away anymore."

An Jing took a deep breath, and turned the Suppressing Evil Sword in his hand.

The two Suppressing Evil Swords surrounded his body and began to rotate continuously. The fierce sword energy repelled all the sword intent released by Cui Daoxian's huge sword behind him.

Ripples appeared behind it, and then a huge yin-yang fish also emerged.

A vast sword intent gushed out from his body, and then the surrounding graves seemed to start to melt.

What then appeared was a vast and vast Milky Way starry sky, the sky was mysterious and endless.

"What a broad sword intent."

Cui Daoxian's eyes froze slightly when he saw the sword intent emerge.

Sword intent is the understanding and epiphany of the sword, no one in this world has the exact same sword intent, you can see his sword from the sword intent of a swordsman.

Cui Daoxian has also seen the sword intent of many top swordsmen, but there is basically no sword intent like the one in front of him that is vaster than the sky.

The more vigorous and broad the sword intent is, the slower the growth of its sword power will be, and the more difficult it will be to break through to a higher level.

The two stood at both ends of the street, with the giant sword and Yin-Yang fish levitating behind them, shining brightly.

The entire Huangyao Town seems to be bounded by two people, each occupying two halves, fighting against each other.

Although neither of them moved, the fierce sword intent raged past, and the whole street became riddled with holes and devastated.

"Too...too scary!"

"Is this the top sword fairy? It's too strong. Even if I practice for 300 years, I won't be able to reach this level."

"Senior Cui is worthy of being a swordsman. Even if he is from Zhao country, he has to say admiration."

........

Everyone was watching the confrontation between the two, and their hearts were surging.

If Cui Daoxian wins, then not only will his status as the Five Great Sword Immortals be more stable, but if he goes to the Yuheng Sword Sect to challenge Lin Yiyang, he will be crowned the number one swordsman in the world.

If the ghost swordsman wins, then there will be another terrifying sword fairy in this world.

"Crack!" "Crack!"

The torrential sword intent was stirring, as if it was a collision of sword qi, and I saw that the people on the other side of the street couldn't bear such terrifying pressure, and they split apart ten feet wide.

This scene is really too frightening.

The earth couldn't bear the sword intent of the two, and began to crack.

Bian Jingdao was so frightened that his face turned pale, and he couldn't help but muttered to himself: "If you're in the middle, I'm afraid you'll be crushed into a pulp in no time..."

"These two are the top swordsmen in the world, it's really terrifying."

Luo Zixiang's eyes showed a trace of astonishment, and then he secretly said: "No, I will leave quickly with Tan Yun, and I can't put my fate on the ghost swordsman."

Thinking of this, Luo Zixiang looked at Tan Yun who was so engrossed that he didn't dare to blink his eyes.

"Little sandalwood cloud."

"what?"

Tan Yun was very nervous, his breathing became a little disordered, and his eyes were fixed on An Jing's figure.

"sorry."

Luo Zixiang slashed Tan Yun's neck lightly with a knife in his hand. Tan Yun only felt his eyes go dark, and then lost all consciousness.

"let's go!"

Luo Zixiang hugged Tan Yun and flew away into the distance.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Seeing this, the masters of the Demon Sect's Dizong quickly followed, and disappeared into the dilapidated streets in the blink of an eye.

Bian Jingdao could only hide in the distance, watching carefully, not daring to vent his breath, for fear that Luo Zixiang would find him and deal with him, this little trash by the way.

"Boss, they're leaving." After the Demon Cult master had left for dozens of breaths, a silver word catcher said slowly.