My wife is the sect leader

Although there is only one word difference between Grandmaster and Great Grandmaster, in the eyes of the world, there is a huge difference.

The great master is a land god, not only transformed into a true energy with his true energy, his strength has greatly increased, he has the ability to reach far and wide, and he can also increase his life by three hundred years.

The five qi masters are figures of an era, but the great masters are figures in history.

One is a grain of sand and the other is a mountain.

There is almost no comparison between the two.

Although Zongzheng Huachun got a wisp of the spirit of the earth veins, everyone thinks that Zongzhenghuachun's cultivation base is still the peak of the five qi. After all, there is still a huge gap between the master and the great master, and it is not so easy stepped out.

But at this moment, Zongzheng Huachun showed the cultivation base of a great master. It is impossible to deceive people. This scene can be said to have shocked everyone present, including the master of Nanman, Xiao Qianqiu, Luo Chongyang, wandering beggar, and the owner of Bibo Island. Wait for the world to become a master.

The owner of Bibo Island sighed softly and said, "It seems that the ghost swordsman is about to lose."

Although in his heart he believed that the Ghost Swordsman could win and put enormous pressure on the Black Ice Platform, it was basically impossible for him to defeat the Grand Master in the realm of a grand master.

Xiao Qianqiu took a deep breath, and then said in a deep voice: "Zongzheng Huachun hides so deeply, it seems that this is his biggest trump card."

Everyone thought that the spirit of the earth veins in the Muchen Bead was Zongzheng Huachun's hole card, and Zongzheng Huachun also knew that everyone thought so, so his hole card changed without any new tricks. Very strong, who would have thought that breaking through the shackles was his trump card.

Yu Qiurong lost her voice and said, "Zongzheng Huachun is actually a master in the realm of a great master?"

Duanmu Xinghua, Ouyang Ping, Lin Tianhai and many other masters of the Demon Cult also turned very ugly. After all, who would have thought that Zongzheng Huachun was hiding so deeply.

The beggar closed his eyes and said softly, "I'm afraid it will be difficult now."

This is very euphemistic, but everyone knows that An Jing's hope of winning has become very small, after all, there is a big gap between the great master and the master master.

For a time the situation reversed again.

Zongzheng Huachun looked at An Jing's expression, and said indifferently: "It seems that you are not very surprised?"

He wanted too much to see a trace of astonishment and fear from the swordsman's expression, but the eyes of the swordsman in front of him were as cold as the sword in his hand, without any emotion at all.

"Very surprised."

An Jing wiped the blood from the tiger's mouth with his sleeve robe, and said, "I didn't expect you to be able to reach the realm of the great master. It must be the effect of a ray of thought from Muchen Bead and the spirit of the earth's veins."

Zongzheng Huachun is the top five qi master, and he is not far from the grand master, but it is still very difficult to break through the grand master, and Zongzheng Huachun's breakthrough to the grand master obviously depends on external force.

Zongzheng Huachun hadn't spoken yet, An Jing continued: "And it hasn't been long since you broke through to the Grand Master?"

"You're right, but so what?"

Zongzheng Huachun laughed and said: "The winner is the king, and the loser is the bandit. This is the eternal law of history, and no one can change it."

An Jing nodded and said: "That's right, the winner is king and the loser is Kou, but it seems that the winner has not been decided yet."

Zongzheng Huachun looked at An Jing for a long time before he said, "I admire a certain kind of person in my whole life."

An Jing asked, "That kind of person?"

Zongzheng Huachun said: "Those who wish to shake the big tree with a mayfly."

As he said that, the energy billowing like waves moved towards An Jing in front of him, continuously and endlessly.

Just the rolling of this air mechanism seems to have the effect of destroying mountains and breaking rocks.

Everyone in the world felt that there seemed to be a group of dark clouds covering their heads, and everyone was so overwhelmed that they couldn't breathe.

"Then let you see how the mayfly shakes the big tree today."

After An Jing finished speaking, he raised the Dulu Sword in his hand, and the huge sword light swept across the universe, sweeping away the energy that invaded his side.

He knew that in the face of a master at the level of a grand master, he had to take the lead to seize the opportunity.

With a wave of Zongzhenghua Chun's sleeve robe, the majestic true essence turned into beams of light and shrouded An Jing away.

Crack clack clack clack!

This pillar of true essence light seemed to form a storm, terrifying and impenetrable.

An Jing gave a cold snort, dazzling starlight erupted around his body, and the Dulu Sword rushed towards the True Yuan Light Pillar wrapped in the billowing cold air.

Bang bang bang bang!

True Yuan mixed with True Qi and collided, forming storms that swirled around the sky and the earth.

An Jing's body stood proudly, standing in the middle of the storm, and the Great Zhoutian Star Body Training Art formed a layer of golden light.

When the storm touched the mask, it melted immediately like a glacier met magma.

Then the sword in An Jing's hand continued to chop forward.

Countless icy purple cold waves suddenly appeared on Bashan Mountain, covering a wide range, almost covering the entire Bashan Mountain peak, like a mighty and violent river tide, coming quickly.

Zongzheng Huachun stood still on the spot, raised his hand and raised the much dust bead in his hand, standing in the cold wave, like a rock that could not fall down.

An Jing swung his sword again, and another sharp sword light spewed out from the blade.

I saw An Jing swinging his sword non-stop, and the rolling cold wave seemed to be a never-ending river tide and ocean waves, wave after wave, endlessly.

Even the sky above his head was dyed purple by the endless cold light.

This purple cold wave is majestic and majestic, it is the road of panic.

Jian Guang saw one sword after another, the Dulu Sword, the number one sword in the world, had been brought into full play in An Jing's hands, and the sharp aura that spewed out made people feel scalp numb.

An ordinary five-qi master might not be able to withstand An Jing's three swords, but how many swords did An Jing make at this moment?

His dantian seems to be inexhaustible, one sword after another, this is the real offensive like a tide, endless.

And only such a peerless mental method as "The Nameless Heart Sutra" can insist on allowing An Jing to squander his true energy in such a large amount.

But the sword light was still unable to break through Zongzheng Huachun's mask, especially at this moment with the blessing of Muchen Bead, it was even more indestructible.

It wasn't until An Jing swung the 132 sword that Zongzheng Huachun slowly took a step forward.

One step at a time, everything is born.

The yang energy around Zongzheng Huachun was very strong, I saw him slapping the much dust bead with his palm, and a roaring sound came and went, and then the yang energy was more like a circle The circle of water ripples spread out towards the distance.

The circles of yang energy easily blocked the spreading sword energy.

An Jing's eyes turned cold, and he slapped the Dulu sword in his hand.

fast!

With an extremely cold light, the Dulu sword exploded with an astonishing storm of Qi, and the Qi was crazily diffused, and the Dulu sword also rushed out with a swipe, the speed was indescribable.

I saw that the void in front was torn open, like a glass lens produced in the extreme west, shattered inch by inch, and this sword light seemed to be the light that broke through the darkness.

Before the sword light came, Zongzheng Huachun's eyes were already tightly locked and he felt a tingling pain between his brows, and the Shifang Jue started to operate automatically.

But his body seemed to be frozen, and he couldn't dodge the evil flying sword at all.

"Yujianshu and Baibu Flying Sword are really powerful!" Xiao Qianqiu said in a low voice.

This move can also be regarded as the famous move of Ghost Swordsman, which is famous all over the world.

But then, an unbelievable scene appeared, the Muchen Bead Zhiyang Qi in Zongzheng Huachun's hand was seen spreading forward.

The cold light around the Dulu Sword seemed to melt away, and even the speed of the Dulu Sword began to slow down, and that speed became slower and slower. The Dulu Sword, which was originally as fast as lightning, was now so slow that the experts present They could see clearly until they finally stopped in front of the Muchen Bead.

"Go back to me!"

Zongzheng Huachun's body trembled, and immediately there was a domineering counter-shock force from Muchen Bead.

"call out!"

The Dulu Sword flew back quickly, leaving waves of vigor in the air.

An Jing stretched out the palm of his hand, and the Dulu Sword flew back into his palm, and a burst of yang energy was sent into his body along the Dulu Sword.

Immediately, a hot feeling surged into my heart. If an ordinary master was invaded by such a huge yang energy, he would be burned. An Jing stepped back three steps, running the "Anonymous Heart Sutra" to completely extinguish the yang energy. eliminate.

"It's too strong! Zongzheng Huachun has broken through to the grand master, and he has such a rare treasure as the Muchen Bead in his hands. It's really too strong."

"There has been a small gap between the two, and the balance of victory has tilted towards Zongzheng Huachun."

"It seems that Hou Jin is really going south to swallow the swallow."

"Who would have thought that today's battle would be like this?"

Seeing that An Jing failed to make any progress after trying several tricks in a row, and was even forced to retreat by Zongzheng Huachun, almost everyone expected the final outcome.

At this fleeting moment, Zongzheng Huachun continued to launch an offensive.

I saw him stretch out his hands expressionlessly, and silently chanted spells from his mouth, and the yang energy from the much dust beads in his hands poured down like a vast ocean.

boom---!

Zongzheng Huachun stepped on the wave of yang energy, carrying an unparalleled domineering power, like an emperor walking in the world and ruling the world.

Then the Qi of the most yang gathered, forming an incomparably powerful phantom.

An indescribable sense of oppression spread, as if even Naba Mountain was trembling slightly because of Zongzheng Huachun.

The Demon Sect and others in the distance looked at this scene, but all their expressions changed, and there was a deep look of fear in their eyes.

"Is this the great master's strength?" Duanmu Xinghua took a light breath, and said in a difficult voice, with indescribable fear on his face.

At this moment, the wave formed by the most yang energy is still brewing, but it gives people a kind of unstoppable power, as if if it explodes, it will immediately collapse the sky and the earth.

The phantom behind Zongzheng Huachun emerged, with a height of hundreds of feet and straight into the depths of the sky, with a touch in his hand, it was as if a god was close to him.

Everyone looked at Zongzheng Huachun's back, and their expressions were slightly concentrated.

At that dazed moment, everyone seemed to see something terrifying in Zongzheng Huachun's body.

Afterwards, the turbulent Zhiyang Qi rushed towards An Jing like a flood that had been released from the gate.

boom!

The sky-shattering explosion sounded, and the sudden radiance of yang energy resounded. A terrifying force of energy poured out crazily, and the ground was instantly shattered.

"Ghost Swordsman is dead."

A relieved voice also came from Naji Rentai's mouth at this moment. He stared at the field with piercing eyes. At that moment, he clearly felt that Zongzheng Huachun's attack had fallen. An Jing's body.

An attack of that level, no matter how strong An Jing is, will definitely seriously injure him or even kill him. This duel has already come to an end.

An Jing is really too strong!

It's so powerful that even the grandmasters present can suffocate!

If Zongzheng Huachun hadn't hidden this move, he might not have been able to defeat the ghost swordsman.

When Ji Rentai said that, on the other side, Qiu Lun's expression also dimmed.

Under the full blow of the great master, even An Jing couldn't parry it. Even if he survived, what chances did he have of winning?

"It's over!"

Yu Qiurong's face was pale, and her breathing stopped for a while.

You Beggar, Duanmu Xinghua, Ouyang Ping and others clasped their hands tightly, and their eyes were locked tightly on the air storm. Really, is this the end?

Lin Tianhai, Yi Daoyun and others also showed unwillingness.

It's not that An Jing is not strong, but because Zongzheng Huachun in front of him is really too strong.

If the ghost swordsman is defeated, it will be a huge blow to the current Dayan, and it will be a cruel blow to the Demon Cult.

"Sure enough, it's still a bit worse?" Luo Chongyang made a salute and said regretfully.

The ghost swordsman is the one who gives him more surprises and hopes. He has seen too many incredible and unbelievable things in the ghost swordsman.

But this time, he didn't seem to perform his miracle again.

Only Zhao Qingmei's eyes were cold, and she tightly held the mandarin duck swords in her hands.

In the distance of Bashan, Xiha Buddha watched the scene calmly with his palms folded, and said indifferently: "It seems that the poor monk will finally make a move."

No one knows that there is still a great master of the world hiding here at this moment.

"Even if Zhao Zhiwu is alive, he is no longer my opponent, let alone you?"

On Bashan, Zongzheng Huachun looked at the place where Qi was raging with a smile on his face, then shook his head, turned around and left, he had absolute confidence in his blow.

The ghost swordsman is doomed, so what if he practiced the Great Zhou Heaven and Star Body Training Art of the royal family of the Great Zhou Dynasty?

With my own full strength attack, coupled with such rare treasures as Muchen Bead, even ordinary great masters would be hard to resist, but An Jing and other five qi masters are naturally bound to die.

tom!tom!

However, the moment he turned around, there was suddenly the sound of subtle and low footsteps at the place where the Qi was raging. Turning around slowly, his pupils narrowed slightly and looked at the sky machine, a hint of disbelief appeared in his eyes.