My wife is the sect leader

The moment they saw the simple long sword, everyone knew that they had guessed correctly.

It's a ghost swordsman!

He is here after all!

The simple long sword did not exude a shocking majesty, just like an ordinary long sword in his hand, the hand holding the simple long sword was slender and powerful.

All of this seemed ordinary, but there was a chill in the hearts of the people present.

Ghost Swordsman is an extremely complex figure in the Jianghu. What made his reputation completely shaken was when Xuanqing Mountain killed the master of the Zhenyi Sect. At that time, people in the Jianghu only thought that he was a maverick with a rebellious spirit. swordsman.

Afterwards, Ghost Swordsman rescued Princess Anning, killed Qi Shu, and wiped out the Demon Cult. During that time, his prestige reached its peak, and countless swordsmen respected and admired him very much.

And all of this is in the East Luoguan, Hua Yunyan, the ghost swordsman died, everyone is sighing, such a peerless swordsman was killed on the East Luoguan.

But soon, the ghost swordsman appeared as an enshrined priest of the Demon Cult. Not only that, he also fought against the Supreme King Kong of Buddhism on the Tianwumen, and the white-clothed sword fairy was born out of nowhere, making all the swordsmen in the world eclipsed by him.

For the ghost swordsman joining the Demon Sect, many people were filled with resentment at that time. They never thought that such a top swordsman would be willing to join forces with the Demon Sect and become a running dog of the Demon Sect.

Then there was the Battle of Blue Sky Island, but because there were almost no casualties in the Battle of Blue Sky Island, little is known about it, and now that the Demon Sect has retreated to Yan Country, the ghost swordsman naturally followed the Demon Sect to retreat to Yan Country.

All in all, Ghost Swordsman is still a controversial figure to this day.

Some people think that in the future, his talent will definitely be a master standing on the top of the world, and he even has a good chance of reaching the level of a great master. Some people are disappointed that he joined the Demon Cult. Some people admire, some admire, some ridicule, and some ridicule... …

But isn't that how people are?

In the eyes of others, there are thousands of faces.

The Sword Demon paused in his footsteps, looked at the sword energy under his feet that had not dissipated for a long time, a gleam appeared in his eyes, and turned his head to look at the young man in white.

Sword Demon didn't speak.

He just silently looked at the young man in white on the opposite side.

The two looked at each other, holding a sword in their hands, one of which was still stained with blood.

Flames were still burning in all directions, and the No. 1 sword in the world was placed in the giant cauldron, right behind Sword Demon Haotian.

At this moment, that big cauldron seems to be lifted higher and higher, as if reaching the sky, and the Dulu sword is the sword in the sky.

The Sword Demon chuckled, "I thought you were scared."

An Jing asked, "Who are you afraid of?"

The Sword Demon glanced at An Jing and said, "I'm afraid of the Weeping Blood Sword in my hand."

An Jing said: "This joke is not funny."

The Sword Demon looked at the Weeping Blood Sword in his hand, and said: "The sword has only one purpose and that is to kill people. If it is not used to kill people, it will be meaningless."

An Jing said lightly: "You are wrong."

The sword demon looked at An Jing, as if waiting for his words.

An Jing said: "A truly terrifying swordsman is never the sword in his hand, but the swordsman himself."

The Sword Demon was stunned, and then said sadly: "You are right, a terrifying swordsman is the most terrifying sword in the world. What is more terrifying in this world than the human heart?"

An Jing nodded and said, "Yes, there is nothing more terrifying than the human heart."

The two top swordsmen in the world seem to have reached an agreement.

A person who can speak can not only remember what others have said, but also say something that others can remember.

Zhao Chongyin looked at the two of them with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, then waved his robe and sat down.

He is also very curious today, which of these two swordsmen is stronger and weaker.

He was not the only one who was curious, Zhu Yongfang, Minister of Rites, Yue Tingchen, Minister of Industry, Xu Qianyue, Governor of Xuanyiwei, Guzhu of Youfeng Valley, Jia Shiwu, master of Sixiangmen, and other masters of the rivers and lakes were all very curious.

As for curiosity, there are two extremely shocking people.

It was Jia Meixian and Yang Chong.

Looking at that handsome expression at the moment, they couldn't have imagined that the person they saved back then was actually the famous ghost swordsman, a top master in the world, and his strength was far higher than that of the sect master, Jia Shiwu.

Yang Chong said with a pale face, "Little Junior Sister, is this true?"

Jia Meixian murmured: "It should be true."

Her mind was a little blank, and it took a long time before she came back to her senses.

All eyes were on the two of them.

There is no doubt that there are two top swordsmen in the world today, one is a top swordsman who once stirred up the situation of an era, and the other is one of the most talented swordsmen in all ages.

Youth and old age.

Ghost Swordsman and Sword Demon.

Suppressing Evil Sword and Weeping Blood Sword.

Today's two top swordsmen met each other's eyes. Although they didn't speak, everyone could feel the imposing momentum.

It was like the eve of the eruption of a volcano, suppressing everyone's heart.

The sword demon's hands were wrinkled and old, like tree roots. No one knew how many masters died under these hands, and how much blood was drunk by the Weeping Blood Sword.

But what is certain is that there must be much more than the young people on the opposite side.

The next moment, his cloudy eyes suddenly became sharp, like two sharp swords.

Even being watched by these eyes is a great pressure.

On the opposite side, An Jing's eyes are as soft as the sea, no matter how sharp the sword is, it can melt into it.

The sword demon said indifferently: "30 years ago, I reached the sixth realm, the realm where there is no sword in my hand and no sword in my heart."

As the Sword Demon's voice fell, the Weeping Blood Sword in his hand appeared like a shadow, as if it had disappeared.

In the minds of ordinary people, they can't even understand, without a sword in their hands, without a sword in their hearts, how can they be considered a swordsman?

But in the eyes of real masters, this has reached the pinnacle of the combination of man and sword.

And the next step is the realm of the real immortal Buddha, which no longer exists in the world.

The sword demon continued: "Three years ago, I gradually forgot the sword in my hand."

An Jing's pupils shrank slightly.

Others don't understand this, but he understands it.

In the seventh realm of the way of the sword, the human and the sword are united, and the sword is forgotten by me.

Although the sword demon has not reached this level, it is gradually approaching it.

An Jing said: "Amazing."

The sword demon sighed: "But there are not many people in this world who are worthy of my full sword."

An Jing nodded: "It's really not many."

Everyone present looked at each other, and then slowly retreated towards the rear.

The sword demon looked at the sword in An Jing's hand, "And you are one of the few in the world today."

The Suppressing Evil Sword in An Jing's hand was shining brightly under the sunlight, "My sword is in my hand, and it is also in my heart."

The Sword Demon's sword was no longer obvious, but his sword became more and more eye-catching.

The sword demon's heart was also shocked!

In the sixth realm, there is no sword in the hand, no sword in the heart.

And the ghost swordsman in front of him found the sword in his hand and the sword in his heart again.

It seems that he has fallen into the realm of swordsmanship, but only a real master knows what happened.

Although the two swordsmen were still standing there quietly, they seemed to have entered a life-and-death situation, and life and death were just a matter of breathing.

Although everyone has retreated into the corner, they can still feel the terrifying murderous aura.

Everyone's heart is shrinking violently!

Even the blood in the whole body is boiling!

An Jing and Sword Demon were still confronting each other, neither spoke nor moved their hands.

Everyone can only hear the sound of their own heartbeat, and can only feel the dense cold sweat seeping from the pores and flowing over the skin.

because everyone knows,

As long as the two top swordsmen make a move, it must be an earth-shattering existence.

A decisive battle may break out at any time, every moment.

Maybe in the next breath, the next blink.

Today, one of the two top swordsmen is bound to fall.

And who will be the one who falls?

next moment.

An Jing's sword power swept over first, the sword power of the sixth realm of Immortal Sword, even Lou Xiangzhen, a sword fairy who practiced Human Dao Sword, once lamented its terrifying and powerful.

The sword demon straightened his back, and a sharp sword force piercing through the sky went upstream and collided with An Jing's sword force. The sword force was silent, but it seemed to turn into something real and spread in all directions.

Ah!

The people who were close had a splitting headache, and they scrambled and flew back to avoid the attack of the sword.

"Quickly rewind, this is the sword fight of the sixth realm." Xu Qianyue shouted.

The sword demon was as immobile as a mountain, and then a black light suddenly appeared from above his Weeping Blood Sword, like a layer of ice swept away.

boom!

The turbulent and surging momentum suddenly pressed towards An Jing like a mountain, as if the world was stagnant, and everyone around them changed their expressions slightly and their breathing changed.

The moment people blinked, the body of the Sword Demon disappeared.

people! ?

Many masters present were shocked, but the figure of the sword demon disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

When everyone came back to their senses, the sword demon had already appeared in front of An Jing, and the Weeping Blood Sword was raised forward in his hand.

"Hey!"

The invisible icy sword glow rubbed against An Jing's neck, drawing a crack nearly several feet long on the mountain. As for why he missed the hit, it was not because the sword demon was merciful, but because An Jing tilted his head at a critical moment, dangerously narrowly avoided the attack.

An Jing rushed up to meet the sword demon, swung the Suppressing Evil Sword to the extreme, and blocked the attack of the Weeping Blood Sword one after another. Not only that, although An Jing was in the countercurrent, the momentum of the counterattack made the countercurrent even Frozen down, different courts resisted.

ding ding ding ding ding ding...

The ear-piercing and fierce clashing sound of gold and iron resounded in all directions, causing pain to the eardrums.

Because the speed was too fast and the sword was drawn quickly, the figures of the two did not disappear, but a very strange scene appeared instead.

Above Zhongshan, there are two figures everywhere, from ten to twenty, twenty to forty, forty to eighty, hundreds of An Jing and hundreds of sword demons standing in front of each other. Fighting, fighting postures are different, some hold their swords against each other, some chase each other, some compete with exquisite swordsmanship, and some confront each other in the air, bursting with energy.

All around was far away, everyone present was stunned, and everyone was dumbfounded.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would never have believed that there would be someone who had brought their swordsmanship to such an outrageous level, not just one, but two.

The strength of the sword demon is beyond their imagination.

An Jing's strength also shocked them once again.

Ghost swordsman vs sword demon!

This is the battle of the sixth-level swordsmen, a rare competition in the world.

After the Suppressing Evil Sword and the Weeping Blood Sword intersected, there was an extremely ear-piercing sound of clashing gold and iron, and the bodies of the two bounced away to the sides.

With a movement of An Jing's wrist, the Suppressing Evil Sword also spun, and with a swipe from bottom to top, the sword glowed brightly.

So fast!

This sword is not only fast, but also contains an astonishing coldness.

The Suppressing Evil Sword is the third famous sword, and at this moment, under the urging of the sword, it has fully exerted itself to the extreme.

The moment the cold air gushed out, many people had a stream of cold sweat on their foreheads.

The Sword Demon hastily waved the Weeping Blood Sword in his hand, continuously forming a dense mask of sword aura around Zhou Sheng.