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"Zongzheng Huachun has written a war letter to the ghost swordsman, and he must be sure of victory."

"Zongzheng Huachun, who has absorbed the spirit of the earth's veins, is probably already invincible under the Grand Master, and the ghost swordsman may not be his opponent."

"I don't think that devil cultist would dare to go to the appointment to die, hahahaha."

"Ghost Swordsman is just a brat, how could he be my opponent of the Great Snow Mountain Lord?"

"Jun Qinglin's body is still in the King's Court of Houjin. If the ghost swordsman is really powerful, why not go straight to the King's Court?"

..........

Dayan and Houjin masters appeared one after another, and some voices of discussion could still be heard.

Dayan's masters were all frowning, and their hearts were very nervous. After all, Zongzheng Huachun was the strongest master besides Zhao Zhiwu, while Ghost Swordsman was only ranked sixth.

Although Ghost Swordsman killed Taiyinkui some time ago, everyone still felt that this victory was not a big one.

After all, his opponent is Zongzheng Huachun, who is number one in the late Jin Dynasty and number two in the world.

And the masters of Houjin Tribe all looked complacent, with jokes in their eyes.

This made master Dayan angry from the heart, wishing to rush up and fight to the death with master Houjin.

In the snow-capped mountains in the distance, a young man and woman appeared. The man looked ordinary and carried a sword behind his back, while the woman looked beautiful and had an aura of agility.

These two people were exactly Yang Chong and Jia Meixian who escaped from Xuanyiwei's Slaying Four Elephant Gate.

Jia Meixian frowned and asked: "Brother, do you think he will come?"

Yang Chong took a deep breath and said, "According to his previous style of doing things, he will definitely come."

Jia Meixian looked around, and he could see the Houjin master dormant in the snow-capped mountains, and said worriedly: "I hope I don't come."

Yang Chong said slowly: "The ghost swordsman is a master who stands on the top of the world, and we can't measure it."

Jia Meixian stared into the distance without speaking.

"The Ghost Swordsman is here!"

At this moment, a voice sounded quietly, and the complexions of the Houjin masters who were showing off their power just now changed drastically, and they retreated to the rear one after another, hiding in an instant.

At the far end, a black figure appeared, headed by a young man in white with a sword box on his back.

His white clothes are still dazzlingly white in the sun, his loose black hair is still black enough to shine, and his body standing upright like an arrow.

Ghost Swordsman!

This is not the first time that many people in the world have seen a ghost swordsman.

If there is any change in him, it is just that his eyes are sharper, his face is more serious, and the sword box behind him is also thicker in the eyes of everyone, as if it is not a sword box, but a mountain.

And there were two people behind him, one of them was an old man in black, and the other was a kind-hearted monk in a red cassock.

It was Ouyang Ping and Xiha Buddha.

Ouyang Ping looked at the magnificent scene in front of him and said with emotion: "It is indeed one of the four great wonders of the post-golden era."

Xiha Buddha put his hands on his chest and said: "The poor monk has sensed it."

An Jing asked: "What did the master sense?"

A gleam appeared in Xiha Buddha's eyes, and he said in a low voice, "A strong evil spirit."

"You finally came."

As soon as the voice fell, a figure appeared in the sunlight in front of him. It was also a monk. The difference was that the monk looked cold and was wearing a black cassock.

Hip-hop Buddha!

The two hip-hop buddhas finally meet!

The two look exactly the same, the difference is the expression and the cassocks they wear.

Many masters hiding in the distance were shocked when they saw this scene.

"It is rumored that Buddha Xiha practiced the great supernatural powers of Buddhism, and he cut out his obsession at the beginning. I didn't expect this to be true."

"The strength of the two seems to be the same, but the breath is different. Which one is the obsession?"

"The two masters of the five qi, as well as Fa Wu, it seems that the strength of Buddhism is not much better than that of the Demon Sect."

..........

Apparently, the two hip-hop buddhas who all showed up were in for a big shock.

An Jing raised his brows. For some reason, he felt that the hip-hop Buddha on the opposite side gave him a sense of oppression, and the remains of the Buddha that he had been carrying on his back were gone.

The Xiha Buddha in a black cassock said coldly: "Today, the poor monk will completely cut off his obsession, and then he can be promoted to the state of selflessness."

The hip-hop Buddha in the red cassock said calmly: "Amitabha, the benefactor is persistent."

The hip-hop Buddha in black cassock sneered, "Benefactor? I'm not your benefactor, and you don't have to pretend to be hypocritical."

The hip-hop Buddha in the red cassock shook his head, and said solemnly: "Fake benevolence and righteousness? Poor monk, this is a compassionate heart. You should know that evil spirits fill the world, which will inevitably cause turmoil in the world."

His voice was resounding, like a muffled thunder resounding through the heavens and the earth.

At this moment, there have been rumors about Suolongjing in the world for a long time, and it is even more turbulent to hear this.

The people present don't know what will happen if the evil spirit fills the world, and no one in the world knows, but a ray of the spirit of the earth's veins under Suolongjing breaks the restraint, and everyone in the world benefits.

The hip-hop Buddha in the black cassock looked at his obsession, and said: "But you should also know that the evil spirit descends to replace the spiritual energy of the heaven and earth, and this cannot be changed."

"You don't care about heaven and earth aura or evil spirit at all, you just want doves to occupy the magpie's nest."

The hip-hop Buddha in the red cassock smiled and said, "But, isn't it you, the poor monk?"

The hip-hop Buddha in the black cassock shook his head and said, "You are no longer me."

The hip-hop Buddha in the red cassock shook his head and said, "No, the poor monk is always in your heart, you are me, and I am you."

"Today, I completely cut off my obsession."

After the black cassock laughed, the Buddha stretched out his hands.

A black air mechanism appeared in his palm, and then he saw a black flame burning behind it, and an evil figure that was neither human nor ghost appeared behind him.

The majestic, domineering and evil aura rolled in, giving people an extremely cold feeling. This aura was even more icy and bone-chilling than that snow-capped mountain.

And the hip-hop Buddha in the red cassock folded his hands, behind him was a big golden Buddha, that big Buddha seemed to have great wisdom and great compassion, which was completely different from the evil spirit that gave people a cold feeling.

Seeing the confrontation between the two, An Jing looked towards the top of Jade Dragon Snow Mountain.

At this time, the rising sun reached 45 degrees of the horizon, just at the top of Jade Dragon Snow Mountain. There was a man with his back to the rising sun, looking down at the world, his clothes fluttering with the cold wind.

With a movement of his hands, majestic scarlet blood rushed towards him, and the surrounding Jin masters instantly turned into white bones when they touched the scarlet blood.

In just a few breaths, several people died in his hands.

"Jiang Shang! It's that big devil!"

"What!? Why is it him?"

"Run! He's gone crazy!?"

"Why isn't he dead yet?"

..........

Everyone present was shocked when they saw Jiang Shang.

It is rumored that the previous leader of the Demon Sect betrayed the Demon Sect, kept looking for foreign objects and undead blood, made great progress in cultivation, and even reached the master of five qi, but this person's whereabouts are hard to find, and his whereabouts have been unknown. snow mountain.

The heroes were in a commotion and fled in all directions.

With his hands behind his back, Jiang Shang said calmly: "In this world, there are fewer and fewer people who can make me do my best."

There was a trace of regret and a trace of loneliness in his tone, and Zong Zhengyue, who was standing in the crowd, felt a chill run down his spine when he heard these words.

There is no reason, no reason to kill wantonly, I am afraid that Jiang Shang is the only one in front of him.

Ouyang Ping looked at Jiang Shang above, "Master Jiang, turn around, don't make the same mistake again and again."

An Jing didn't speak, but just quietly looked at the old man above.

Jiang Shang looked at his palm, "Wrong again and again? How do you know I'm wrong?"

Ouyang Ping said earnestly: "Look around you, there is no one there."

"Ha ha ha ha."

Jiang Shang laughed loudly, "Sensible to the extreme, cold-blooded to ruthless, some people call it seeing through, I think it is unintentional."

Hearing this, Ouyang Ping whispered to himself, "Wuxin..."

The sun is rising and the wind is howling, making people's hearts gradually become icy cold.

There is a difference between being ruthless and being heartless.

Ouyang Ping let out a long sigh and didn't speak any more.

"Elder, there is no need to say any more."

An Jing touched the sword box with his palm, looked up at Jiang Shang on the top of the mountain, and said, "It seems that Zongzheng Huachun didn't come today, but sent you to die."

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Chapter 340 The Only Sword Between Heaven and Earth

Jiang Shang stood on the top of the mountain, looking at An Jing at the bottom of the mountain.

So young, I still remember that he was so young, but that was all many years ago.

It was the same with him at that time, challenging the person standing on the top of the mountain, threatening to kill that 'high above' person.

This rivers and lakes are like this.

Full of fame and fortune, lust, money and beauties.

Fascinating and immersive.

In this place, no one is innocent, and no one has blood on his hands.

Jiang Shang has seen through everything a long time ago, so his goal is no longer fame and fortune, but real longevity.

Only longevity and long-term vision can win the power of the emperor and the prestige of teaching.

When I was a teenager in fresh clothes and angry horses, I was afraid that the ups and downs of the world would make my hair gray.

Jiang Shang said calmly: "This old man has been in the rivers and lakes for decades. There are many people in the world who want to kill me, but in the end they all turned into a handful of loess."

His voice was not loud but echoed in An Jing's ears.

Regardless of his prestige or vicious name, Jiang Shang is full of deterrent power in the world. When ordinary Jianghu masters talk about this name, they will all turn pale.

An Jing smiled and said, "Have been in the rivers and lakes for decades, and finally become a lackey of Hou Jin?"

Jiang Shang didn't speak. He glanced at several Houjin masters in the distance, only to see his figure flash and his palm stretched out.

boom!

Vigorous blood energy surged away, and immediately the golden master was covered in blood energy, and even Bai Xue behind him was emitting white air.

Zong Zhengyue's figure was also revealed.

At this moment, she had a look of horror on her face, and her breathing stopped.

In an instant, several more post-gold masters died, which made everyone's heart tense, especially the post-gold master who was hiding in the distance.

Jiang Shang said lightly: "I can kill whoever I want, even if it is heaven, I can poke a hole."

An Jing touched the sword case behind his back, "What a big tone."

Jiang Shang looked at An Jing and said, "This old man has always been very vocal."

An Jing pulled out the Dulu Sword from the sword box, and said, "A person with a loud voice has never been very strong."

bass!

The sword light of the Dulu Sword flashed between the sky and the earth, and a world-shaking cold light emerged.

Jiang Shang stretched out his hand, even enjoying the icy cold, "There are many things in the world, which seem to be coincidences, but if you think about it carefully, you will find that there must have been a cause for it. "

An Jing said seriously: "For example, me and you."

Jiang Shang shook his head, "The old man was still careless at the beginning."