The Strongest Little White Face of Martial Arts

This kind of control and calculation made Shuiyue understand the gap between herself and the top experts all of a sudden.

Even Shuiyue has seen that there is a crack in space where the two sword tips meet!

Not one, but every time the swords intersect, a crack will appear.

Now that the tens of thousands of swords have fought, the sky where the two are located is like broken glass, full of traces of space being shattered.

"It's terrible..." Shuiyue sighed softly, looking at Wan Jianyi, she couldn't tell what kind of mood she was in.

It's pride, even though he is dead, but his swordsmanship is still the most powerful existence in this world. .

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Chapter 150 The Strongest Moment

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The more they fight, the more Chu Heng admires him. Wan Jianyi is probably the strongest swordsman he has ever met in this world. +]

Although his eyes are still ignorant at this moment, and he obviously has no self-awareness at all, but the sword technique and sword intent seem to be engraved in his bones, even if it is death, it will not be erased.

"Okay! Let me ask you how many real heroes there are in this world, you are the only one!"

Chu Heng drew back, looked at Wan Jianyi's pale face, and couldn't help sighing.

For Chu Heng, such a person is too pity.

"It's really a pity that I can't meet the strongest you." In any case, Wan Jianyi, who has lost his life, is still weaker than before.

"You too... regret it!" Chu Heng shouted loudly, as if he was asking him, and also as if answering himself.

A sword intent surged from him, and the strong wind couldn't take away the endless sharpness in his eyes.

It seemed to be a cry in the dark, a voice sounded in the void.

"Sword! Sword! Sword!"

The sound of Jin Ge, clang, from far to near.

In the void where Chu Heng and Wan Jianyi were standing, there seemed to be an illusory world that enveloped the two of them.

The sword world is coming!

Throughout the ages, countless swordsmen have left behind miraculous skills and secret treasures, preserved here.

A phantom in the form of a person, beside Chu Heng, was practicing their most proud swordsmanship during their lifetimes.

As if infected by this atmosphere, Wan Jianyi's expression finally began to move. The blood redness in his eyes gradually faded away, revealing a pair of radiant pupils instead.

"who I am?"

Wan Jianyi murmured.

"I am... Wan Jianyi!"

It seems to be shouting one after another, as if announcing one after another.

"I am Wan Jianyi!"

Thousands of miles in the wild, he once wiped out his enemies alone with a single sword.

Thousands of years of Qingyun, he once wore a white robe and ruled the roost with swordsmanship.

He is a genius who is frightened by the demon sect and who responds to the righteous way-Wan Jianyi!

"I'm finally—waking up!"

He looked at the surrounding scenery, his eyes gradually became more joyful and lively.

"Not bad! I can finally (bgac) wait until your strongest moment." Chu Heng was also very happy in his heart. For him, having a peerless swordsman and being able to learn the way of swords together is the happiest thing in the world.

Wan Jian fixed his eyes on Chu Heng.

With a light touch of his hands on his body, he knew his condition.

"I'm already, dead?"

"I see, I see. +]"

As if talking about his own death, he didn't care at all.

Instead, looking at Chu Heng's face, he also started to laugh.

"It's a pity, how happy I would be if you could be born 300 years earlier."

"It's not that you've been waiting for me, but that I've been waiting for an opponent for 300 years. I thought I couldn't wait any longer. Unexpectedly, God still gave me a chance."

The more he talked, the brighter his eyes became.

"I once asked myself, have I reached the end of the road of swordsmanship? Today, will you give me an answer?"

Wan Jian looked at Chu Heng with anticipation in his eyes.

"I don't know." Chu Heng shook his head, and he was very confused: "I don't know, even if I am the strongest swordsman in this world, I don't know where the end of the sword is."

Chu Heng looked at Wan Jianyi's pale face quietly, and sighed.

"It's not that I can give you an answer, but whether the sword can give us an answer."