The thumb-thick thunder light was like the roots of an old tree, spreading countless electric branches, shrouding the Blood Knife Ancestor. ah……

The Blood Knife Ancestor screamed, his whole body turned black from the electric shock.

Even if you have precious armor, how can you defend yourself from thunder?

Black smoke rises and burnt aroma comes.

A thunderbolt in the palm of his hand caused the Blood Knife Ancestor to fall to the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Swordsmen are best at close combat.

Therefore, Zhang Daoxuan will never approach easily.

Zhang Daoxuan raised his palm, a thunder arc suddenly appeared, and there was a sound of thunder.

The Blood Knife Ancestor on the ground suddenly jumped up when he heard the sound, turned around and ran away.

But where is his speed faster than thunder and lightning?

In just an instant, the lightning hit the body of the Blood Knife Ancestor.

There was another scream, and the Blood Knife Ancestor fell to the ground again.

The body kept twitching.

Zhang Daoxuan nodded. This was the reaction he should have when he was injured by lightning.

An idea suddenly came to Zhang Daoxuan's mind. If the Blood Sword Ancestor was attacked with water dirty thunder, even if he was protected by treasure armor, one blow would penetrate the skin and suck out the bones and extract the marrow.

There are five yin thunders and five yang thunders, each with its own magic.

Zhang Daoxuan picked up the bloody knife on the ground, and the lightning surged on the blade, and it turned out to be very smooth.

"It is indeed a good knife."

Zhang Daoxuan suddenly threw the blood knife out, hitting the blood knife ancestor in the back.

It easily penetrated the treasure armor, thunder exploded, and tore the blood knife ancestor's internal organs.

Blood flowed from the corners of the blood knife ancestor's mouth, and he could not die anymore..After killing the blood knife ancestor, Zhang Daoxuan pulled out the blood knife and looked at the bamboo forest again.

The breeze was gentle and the bamboo shadows were swaying.

"Your Excellency has been watching for a long time, it’s time to come out."

When Zhang Daoxuan's voice fell, there was still nothing strange in the forest.

Zhang Daoxuan flicked his finger, and a golden pill penetrated a big tree.

Suddenly a figure flashed out.

This man was dressed in black, with a thin figure, eyes like torches, behind him Tied with a long sword

"Wudang is really insidious. On the surface, there is only Zhang Sanfeng, but secretly there is a great master like you. This Blood Sword Ancestor also died unjustly. With his great master's cultivation, if he had known your strength earlier, even if he was defeated, he would still be dead. If you can retreat calmly, you won't die a tragic death on Wudang Mountain."

The man spoke slowly, and his voice seemed to ring in the sky and in people's minds. It was majestic and powerful, and his cultivation level was even higher than that of the Blood Sword Ancestor.

Zhang Daoxuan clenched the Blood Sword and stared at it. The man in black said:"Your Excellency has a high level of cultivation and is a great master of swordsmanship. Do you also covet the dragon-slaying sword and the secrets in it?"

"Hehe, old bastard, didn’t you say that the dragon-slaying sword is not in Wudang?"The man in black crossed his arms across his chest and looked at Zhang Daoxuan with bright eyes.

"The Dragon Sword is indeed not in Wudang, but do you believe it?"

"Of course I don’t believe it"

"So, you also want to give it a try with the veteran, right?"

"Yes, I have a sword. If you can take it, old bastard, I will leave without any entanglement."

The words fell.

The swordsman in black suddenly pulled out the sword from behind.

Under the sun, the sword body was like a stream of autumn water, bright and not dazzling.

"Nice sword."Zhang Daoxuan couldn't help but sigh in admiration.

The man in black's whole body exploded with aura, and his true energy turned into Xuan. He was several times more pure and condensed than the ancestor of the Blood Sword. He was actually an extremely powerful person in the middle stage of the Grand Master.

The Gang Feng was raging, The strong wind roared, clothes were hunting, and grass and trees were shaking off.

Suddenly, the strong wind suddenly stopped, the sound of the wind stopped, and the world was silent.

And the sword in the palm of the man in black made a clear sound and buzzed.

The man in black stepped forward with his left foot, A footprint was deeply stamped on the ground.

He held the sword in his right hand, and the tip of the sword spit out three inches of sword light.

The sword light gradually became brighter, and for a moment, it was like a bright sun, radiant and eye-catching.

The next moment, Zhang Daoxuan felt that the surroundings were completely white, and the man in black seemed to have disappeared.

Zhang Daoxuan was shocked, his spiritual sense was revealed, and he felt all directions, and suddenly felt a sharp sword energy coming from behind.

Zhang Daoxuan suddenly turned around, and in the midst of lightning and stone fire, a bloody knife greeted him in his palm On the tip of the opponent's sword.

The grand master's momentum in the middle stage completely exploded, and the true energy in his body surged vigorously. Jiang Gong's thunder completely gathered on the blood knife, condensed into a thunder and lightning blade, burst out, and struck the opponent's sword. When he hit himself, the lightning blade hit the opponent's body first.

The thunderbolt paralyzed the body. The black-clothed swordsman screamed in surprise, suddenly drew his sword, his figure flashed, jumped a few times, and disappeared without a trace in the void. His voice of shock and anger was heard

"Are you actually a mid-term grandmaster?"

"The old thing is indeed hidden deep enough"

"I have recorded this sword."

Zhang Daoxuan looked at the opponent's leaving back and took a deep breath. The opponent's swordsmanship was really good. He was unexpected and suddenly exerted his strength, and he was lucky enough to win the match. In the world of mixed martial arts, there are many strange people and strange people, and the great master is not the same. It's rare that his own cultivation is far from enough.

At this time, in the Zhenwu Hall, Master Miejie finally drew his sword towards Zhang Sanfeng.

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