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An Jing suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and felt a tingling sensation in his scalp.

puff!

An Jing's eyes flashed brightly, he bent his waist, and the invisible cold sword light rubbed against his neck, and saw that the cold sword light drew a crack nearly several feet long on the mountain.

Sword light!

This is the invisible sword light!

If An Jing hadn't sensed the danger, he might have been slashed in the neck by this sword and died on the spot.

"Is it invisible?"

An Jing frowned, he didn't expect Zongzhenghua Chun to display his unique skill with the sword hidden in his sleeve.

"As expected of a ghost swordsman."

Zongzheng Huachun couldn't help sighing when he saw this.

"You should also take my sword."

An Jing didn't care whether the other party understood his own words or not, with a movement of his wrist, the Dulu Sword also spun along with it, swiping from bottom to top, the sword light was shining brightly.

So fast!

Zongzheng Huachun didn't mean to underestimate An Jing, but he still underestimated the speed of his sword at this moment. It was so unexpected that he had no time to dodge, so he had to set up an indestructible barrier of true energy in front of him, trying to resist the sharp attack. Sharp sword light.

This scene is so similar, just now Anjing used the zhenqi barrier to resist Zongzheng Huachun, now the two levels are reversed, Anjing draws the sword, Zongzhenghuachun resists Anjing's sword light.

This sword was not only as fast as a thunderbolt, but also possessed an unparalleled strength.

Its zhenqi barrier collided with Anjing's sword light, and the ground began to collapse and crack, and the surrounding rocks were torn apart and turned into fly ash. Zongzheng Huachun was caught off guard, and retreated more than ten steps in a row, only then did he dissipate the impact of the sword light .

With a wave of his palm, Zongzheng Huachun glanced at his left shoulder, where a piece of his clothes had been cut off, fine brocade cloth was flying in front of him, and he frowned slightly.

Ghost Swordsman's seemingly random blow, but it contained an extremely cold sword energy, which directly broke his body-protecting true energy.

With a wave of Zongzhenghua Chun's sleeve robe, the air in front of him was immediately expelled, and the Muchen Bead in his hand rushed forward.

boom!

The Muchen Beads came towards them with great momentum, forming waves of air when they collided.

Jingle Jingle!

The sound of metal explosions sounded, and An Jing slashed at Muchen Bead one after another with his sword, producing dazzling sparks.

When the countless sword glows gushed out, the scalps of countless masters around were numb.

A domineering force came from the Muchen Bead, Zongzheng Huachun retreated back as if he had been hit hard, and then his true energy rushed towards the Muchen Bead.

Immediately, Muchen Bead released the ultimate brilliance, like a dazzling sun, bursting out a mass of yang energy, and then this yang energy pierced towards An Jing magnificently.

An Jing held the Dulu sword, and then pushed out the most powerful sword force, and swung the sword, as if the sky and the earth were split.

Heaven's Will Four Elephants Sword Fight!The wind does not stay!

Whoa!

The Sword Light Storm and the Dulu Sword directly and brazenly collided without gaps, countless waves of air surged, and then rolled towards the surroundings continuously.

Zongzheng Huachun's qi circulated, and the Muchen Bead floated in front of him. His qi machine and the Muchen Bead's qi machine merged into one, and at the same time communicated with the spirit of the earth veins.

At that moment, as if the next moment, the feeling of landslides and landslides came to my heart.

Xiao Qianqiu didn't speak, at this moment he looked extremely solemn, looking at the muchen bead in Zongzheng Huachun's hand.

Luo Chongyang also squinted his eyes, with a premonition in his heart, the true energy in his body rushed out frantically to block him.

"Be careful!"

The beggar in the distance saw this and said in a low voice.

The surrounding Demon Cult masters were all on the lookout for a formidable enemy, watching the surging energy with caution.

"Quick! Retreat!"

Ji Rentai's heart was beating wildly, and then he shouted loudly.

Immediately, the golden iron cavalry rushed towards the distance, but the momentum had already formed, and the surrounding people turned their backs on their backs, and there was chaos.

"Run!"

"If you don't leave, it will be too late."

The surrounding masters of the rivers and lakes scattered like birds and beasts, rushing frantically towards the distance.

Zongzheng Huachun's zhenqi kept rushing towards the muchen bead, and the power in the muchen bead was fully stimulated, and then a strange light was formed.

When this strange light appeared, the ground under the Bashan Mountain trembled.

The sky is falling apart!The mountain roars and the tsunami!

This kind of natural power of heaven and earth makes people look extremely small.

If the induction between heaven and man is to catch the power of heaven and earth, then the Muchen Bead in front of him is a part of the power of heaven and earth.

Boom!Boom!

I saw this strange light turned into a long golden river, rushing forward mightily, the void in front was smashed to pieces, and finally slashed towards An Jing ferociously.

I saw the golden long river constantly changing in mid-air, like a golden avalanche falling from the sky, and endless golden torrents rushing towards us.

This was Zongzheng Huachun's strongest move, using the much dust bead and the spirit of the earth veins inside it, and at the same time, the true energy in his body was pouring in madly.

The golden torrent that filled the sky almost enveloped the pitch-black sky, leaving only the golden light in everyone's pupils.

Within a radius of hundreds of feet, only the masters above the four qi masters were still staying, but they all gasped when they saw this scene.

Is this the Holy Master Houjin's true strength?

Can a five-qi master really reach such a terrifying level?

Chapter 388 Ghost Swordsman Fighting Grandmaster

An Jing watched the golden torrent coming, narrowed his eyes slightly, and then stepped forward, the sea of ​​Qi burst open, and countless genuine Qi danced wildly, as if to fill An Jing's meridians.

The surrounding true energy swarmed even more, forming a purple vortex with An Jing as the center.

Afterwards, all these true qi gathered on the blade of Anjing Dulu Sword like an ancient river.

The sword light of the Dulu Sword flourished, and then a huge sword appeared in the world, traversing all directions.

Return to one sword art!Yujian Feixian!

An Jing looked at the surging golden torrent indifferently, and slashed the Dulu sword forward in his hand, and immediately the huge sword fell from the sky like a surge.

This sword has reached the peak that An Jing can reach.

At this time, all the brilliance in the world seemed to disappear, and all the radiance was concentrated on this sword.

The masters below the level of masters in the entire Bashan area seemed to know that the aftermath would be terrifying, and they fled away one by one.

The masters and masters present all gathered the true energy in their bodies, resisting in front of themselves with extremely solemn expressions.

The next moment above the sky, the sword energy collided with the golden long river fiercely, and the world was shaken immediately.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment.

Afterwards, the whole world became trembling and the mountains shook violently. The mountains and rocks continued to roll down, and even some mountains began to break.

I don't know how long it has passed, and the terrifying wave of true energy spreads towards the surroundings.

boom!boom!boom!

When the terrifying waves of true qi hit, the true qi barriers gathered by the masters were like thin paper, shattered in an instant, and then felt a sharp pain in the chest, and I couldn't help but taste sweet, and a mouthful of blood spewed out out.

The wind formed is like a series of sharp blades, where no grass grows.

And the two people in the center are even more vigorous, with black and white lightning emerging from it, making people feel fearful when they look at it.

"Zongzheng Huachun!?"

Seeing the thunder and lightning, many people gathered their eyes. Obviously, Zongzheng Huachun was not defeated, but was still preparing for the second round of offensive.

Suddenly, the giant sword appeared in the storm again, rushing forward against the thunder and lightning.

hum!

All I saw was the black and white thunder and lightning, like the thunder that destroyed the world, illuminating the whole world, and finally the thunder and lightning struck down fiercely.

Boom!Boom!

The thunder and lightning seemed to penetrate the void, and finally landed heavily on the giant sword.

The deafening roar resounded again, and then everyone felt an indescribably terrifying wave sweeping away. Even ordinary soldiers who were far away were still shocked to rupture their eardrums, and blood continued to flow out.

boom!

The earth was trembling and collapsing. In just a few breaths of time, a huge deep black hole several feet deep appeared in the vast and boundless land below. At the edge of the black hole, huge cracks spread like a spider.

Countless people watched the scene in front of them, and the beating speed of their hearts suddenly increased.

The giant sword continued to move forward without any pause, and saw that the thick thunderbolt was directly divided into two, turned into a thin blue smoke and floated directly into the air.

At the same time, the brilliance formed by the Daxue Mountain Holy Body Art behind Zongzheng Huachun is gradually dissipating.

"Ghost Swordsman won!?"

When Cong Yue stood behind the Lord of the Nanman and stabilized his body, his eyes immediately looked at the place where the blue light and sword light intertwined, his eyes were full of surprise.

Not only Cong Yue, but everyone raised their heads and stared at the front. They seemed to be eager to know the outcome of this battle.

Seeing this, the Nanman Lord said in a low voice, "It seems that the ghost swordsman really won in the end."

Today's battle was definitely the strongest duel he had seen so far, and it simply made him amazed.

From today onwards, the war of the Three Kingdoms against Yan might come to an end completely, and Jin would be devastated because of this, and even the entire prairie would be included in the territory of the Dayan Dynasty.

With the great changes in the world situation, the name of Ghost Swordsman will shake the whole world again.

Luo Chongyang breathed a sigh of relief, "It's over."

Xiao Qianqiu frowned slightly, and then wrinkled tightly.

Whispering sounds gradually sounded around Bashan, and all the masters present had different expressions. Compared with the panic of many masters in Hou Jin, many masters of the Devil's Cult showed a hint of ecstasy.

Thinking back to the time when Jin Tieqi broke through Dongluoguan, the Demon Cult had no choice but to retreat into the territory of Dayan, countless members of the Demon Cult were turned into Jingguan, the scene was horrible, and then Jin Shengzhu Zongzheng Huachun even cut off Junqing Lin's glimmer of life, and now this great revenge has finally been avenged.

The masters of the rivers and lakes around Bashan Mountain all have different expressions, which are quite different.

The smoke and dust sweeping the sky gradually dissipated, and An Jing's figure gradually appeared.

I saw him holding the Dulu sword, looking forward with frowning, and some masters could clearly find that his hand holding the sword was shaking, and then a stream of blood flowed down the tiger's mouth to the tip of the sword.

"This!?"

Seeing this, the beggar couldn't help saying: "It seems that it is not as simple as imagined!"

Zhao Qingmei stretched out her palm, two silver lights emerged, and the Mandarin Duck and Twin Swords appeared in her palm.

Others were greatly puzzled when they saw this scene.

As the smoke and dust continued to dissipate, Zongzheng Huachun's figure also appeared, only to see that much dust bead released a faint ray of light, constantly revolving around his side, this ray was exactly the aura of the sun.

True Yuan!

If you look carefully, the qi that is about to reach the yang is the true energy, the true energy is incomparably majestic, dozens of times purer than the true energy, and this true energy is one of the marks of the great master.

The master of the Nanman opened his pupils and said in amazement: "Great Grandmaster!?"

what! ?

Not only this top master in the world, but all the masters present are like a bolt from the blue, their brains are blank.

"Great master!? Zongzheng Huachun is the great master?"

"Oh my God! Holy Master Houjin has already broken through to Grand Master?"

"Could it be that he has been hiding his clumsiness before, and this is his true cultivation?"

After the shock, the voices of discussion around Bashan came like a volcanic eruption.

Everyone's expressions were incomparably astonished and unbelievable.

Who would have thought that Zongzheng Huachun's true cultivation was not a master of five qi, but a real great master.