Urban Madness

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"Chang!"

The high-pitched sword sound suddenly sounded, piercing the cloud and cracking the stone, impassioned, the bright sword shining on the world, and swept towards the unrecovered.

Everyone in the field showed a look of surprise, never expected that Ji Yuanhao would act so domineering, and if he didn't agree, he sent his men to kill.

However, Feng is not a sage of Miaojiang swordsman, how can it be easy to be with him?

He suddenly drew the big ring knife around his waist, the blade was polished, and the sharpness was exposed, with the power of splitting the mountain and cutting the mountain, facing the sword light.

"One cut!"

Feng Bugui's momentum is like a rainbow, and all his life's martial arts are integrated into this knife, destroying the dry and rotten, splitting the yin and yang, and the space is shattered.

Even at a certain distance, many powerful people around can feel the terrifying power.

Seeing that the sword was about to collide in the air, a strange smile appeared on the corner of Elder Lu's mouth, as if some trick had succeeded.

Suddenly, Elder Lu's breath became ethereal, his long sleeves fluttered, and the wide bands fluttered, like a **** descending to the world, shocking the world, and this entire world became his domain.

"In the sword is the emperor, ordering the sword of the world. One sword will fight against the situation, but my soul is the sword!"

"Zhu Ming Yuan Divine Sword-go!"

As soon as the voice fell, a scarlet small sword suddenly floated from the center of Elder Lu's eyebrows, only three inches long.

From the perspective of size alone, there is no lethality, which is not to be feared at all.

However, as soon as this Jianfu appeared, Feng Bugui felt an unprecedented death pressure.

Years of combat experience told him that he should evade immediately, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

Thinking of this, Feng Bugui dark made up his mind and forcibly retracted the big ring knife that had been cut out, preparing to withdraw.

Who knew that scarlet little sword was incredibly fast, like a burning meteor lasing towards Feng Fugui.

At the moment of the moment, Feng Bugui subconsciously raised the big ring knife, trying to block it.

However, the scarlet little sword passed directly through the big ring knife and shot into the center of Feng's brow.

At first glance, there was not much movement, and there was no sound.

Suddenly, Feng Bugui's body was shocked like an electric shock.

"thump!"

Immediately afterwards, his burly body fell to the ground.

From the outside, he didn't suffer any harm, but the huge vitality in his body was quickly dissipating, and it was obvious that he had already disappeared.

...

Quiet!

Deathly silence!

For a while, there was silence in the venue, and the needle drop was audible.

Everyone was dumbfounded, dumbfounded, they couldn't believe their eyes, as if they had hallucinations.

Miao Jiang's sword is not the holy seal, but the real powerhouse, "one cut and two cuts", the sword is powerful. Famous reputation.

No one could imagine that Elder Lu killed him with just one sword.

The understatement is as easy as crushing an ant to death, effortlessly.

At this moment, Elder Lu squeezed the sword tactics, raised his head slightly, scanned the audience, and said proudly:

"The third-rate swordsman uses the sword as its weapon; the second-rate swordsman uses the sword as his main weapon; the first-class swordsman uses the sword as his friend; none of them is a way! My sword is my life, the sword is the soul, and my body is the sword. My soul is a sword! I am a sword, and a sword is me!"

His voice is like the sayings of Buddha's sound and the fairy king's teaching, with a trace of indescribable mystery, which contains the truth of the great Dao.

Suddenly, a warrior looked at him from a distance, as if he had noticed something, and exclaimed:

"You... Are you Lu Dongxuan who made the world famous thirty years ago?!"

As soon as this statement came out, it was like a blockbuster hitting the calm water surface, stirring up a thousand waves, and causing an uproar in the court.

"Lu Dongxuan? Could it be that pure sun sword fairy?"

"Up and down Qingming, down Youquan, a sword flying immortal Lu Dongxuan!"

"Didn't he disappear long ago? How could he become the elder of Xuanyuan Ji?"

For a while, all the strong players in the field were shocked.

Lu Dongxuan was a strong man who became famous thirty years ago, flying the fairy with a sword, slaying demons and eliminating demons, and was named "Pure Yang Sword Fairy".

Unlike the many masters present, he is a casual cultivator of no discipline.

If you want to become a powerful man, talent, perseverance, chance, guidance from a famous teacher, etc. are indispensable.

It stands to reason that if you don’t worship the Sejong Gate, it’s almost impossible to attain the great path.

But there is still another possibility that the generation with great chance will find the Dongfu of the peerless strongman by accident and get the treasures and secrets in the Dongfu.

People like this are known as "Ranxiu".

Lu Dongxuan got the inheritance of a certain mysterious predecessor and practiced the Pure Yang Sword Technique, and his fame changed for a while.

But everyone never expected that when he returned from the arena, he would become the elder of the Xuanyuan Ji family.

Moreover, the magical swordsmanship that was just performed was not a pure sun swordsmanship, but a magical power that had never been heard of before.

At this time, Elder Lu continued to speak:

"The old man seeks the supreme avenue, worships into the gate of Xuanyuan Ji family, is fortunate to get the inheritance of the'Zhengmingyuan Divine Sword'. After 30 years of painstaking practice, he finally practiced this sword, using the spirit as the edge and spiritual sense as the blade. It faces the jade night sky above, reaches the Jiuyou Huangquan below, opens with yin and yang, makes the five elements, horizontally and horizontally, looking at all directions!"

...

Hearing these words, Ye Fan in the distance flashed a strange color in his eyes.

He could feel that Elder Lu's natal primordial sword was not an entity, but a condensed divine consciousness. It had the same effect as his own Zhanxianfei, and both were the supreme divine powers specializing in divine consciousness.

If the enemy hasn't practiced the method of protecting the spiritual consciousness, even if the strength is high, he will be caught and killed instantly.

Zhan Xian Fei Dao, is the magic of the fairy world taught by Wei Lao.

Ye Fan didn't expect that there would be similar magical powers in China.

In order to obtain this magical power, it is not surprising that the pure Yang sword immortal Lu Dongxuan worshipped into the Ji family.

And with a magical power in exchange for a celestial powerhouse, Ji can be regarded as making a lot of money.

For a while, the atmosphere inside the venue became a little weird.

The existence of Elder Lu possesses an unparalleled deterrent.

Other powerhouses secretly calculated in their hearts, asking themselves if they had no ability to take the sword.

If they are openly enemies of Ji, they may fall here.

But let them give up this great opportunity in vain and act as a "coolie" for Ji Yuanhao to capture Qilin. They are absolutely unwilling!

At this moment, Ji Yuanhao walked out quickly with an impeccable smile on his face, saying:

"Xuanyuan Ji is not a arrogant person, and has always convinced people with virtue! If you are willing to help me, not only will you get Ji's friendship, you can also enter my Ji's library of books, see for one day!"

Hearing this, everyone in the venue was taken aback for a moment, then revealed a surprised expression, and shouted:

"Really?!"

The tone of eagerness seemed to have taken some great advantage.

Ji's collection of books is the holy place of martial arts in the world. There are thousands of secret books, many of which are isolated and absolute, and they are hard to find.

For all those who practice martial arts and Taoism, the biggest dream is to be able to go in and read it.

It's a pity that, except for the members of Xuanyuan Ji's family, people from other sects are not qualified to enter unless they have a great favor to the Ji family.

And now, the sky-high price offered by Ji Yuanhao is a huge temptation!

Instead of pursuing the illusory unicorn, it is better to be down-to-earth and grasp the tangible benefits.

"Young Master Ji, Yunhaizong is up and down, I would like to wish you a helping hand!" The head of Yunhaizong said loudly, expressing his position.

"My Liewumen too!"

"Count me the Master Hidden Sword!"

In an instant, the major forces in the field turned to Ji Yuanhao and joined Xuanyuan Ji's camp.

With so many powerhouses cheering, it is a sure thing to catch a unicorn.

Seeing this scene, although Ji Yuanhao was calm on the surface, the corners of his mouth raised slightly still revealed the joy in his heart.

As a king, you must not only kill and kill decisively, but also pay attention to both grace and power, and both leniency and strictness.

First, he let Elder Lu show his supernatural powers, kill others and raise his might, and then offer conditions that the other party cannot refuse.

Slap first, then give a candy!

In this way, not only will the major forces have no complaints, they will also recite Ji's good afterwards.

Thinking of this, Ji Yuanhao couldn't wait to laugh up to the sky, proud of his wiseness.

Immediately afterwards, he turned around again, looked at Baili Qianxue in the distance, and smiled and said: "Fairy Qianxue, I'll give you a chance to abandon the dark and cast the light! Come on... Join my camp, the previous grievances will be wiped out!"