Return of the War God

"Compared with the sword light of the swordsman, the sword light of the swordsman is equally terrifying, but it's a pity..."

Seeing the sword light soaring on the battle platform, Ye Wuque showed a trace of emotion and regret in his eyes.

The cultivators of the kendo line are extremely rare compared to the cultivators as a whole in the Northern Heavens, and even the Tibetan Sword Tomb Village, one of the super sects, is still rare.

Because compared to other super sects, there are far fewer disciples in the Hidden Sword Tomb. After all, not every monk is obsessed with swords, not to mention the talent of the sword.

And the swordsman, that is even rarer than the swordsman, even decent forces are rare.

But this does not mean that the swordsman is not strong. If you practice to the extreme, the swordsman will definitely not be weaker than the swordsman.

Many monks use the sword and the sword, but they only use the abilities contained in the magic weapon. The swordsmanship and the swordsmanship are only rough, not the real swordsman and swordsman.

The sword is the head of a hundred soldiers, and the sword is king.

The knife is the king of a hundred soldiers, and the knife is domineering.

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If you can comprehend the deep meaning of these two sentences, you can get a glimpse of the path in the line of kendo or sword.

Zhang Yan's sword light on the battle platform looked stunning and wild, and his power was also straight for nine days. He seemed to be a full-fledged swordsman, even more powerful than the previous streamer spirit sword Shen Luoqiu, but it was not the case.

Ye Wuque faintly felt that Zhang Yan's sword path went astray, and he went astray. His sword blindly pursued the ultimate power, ignoring the most essential things of the sword path, and only gained its form but not its god.

In this way, although you can still win against the general strong, if you meet the real master, you will be stretched and completely defeated.

So is Huang Chao a real master?

There is no doubt about this, so Zhang Yan will only lose in the end.

Under Ye Wuque's gaze, the terrifying power from the tornado and the sword light training on the battle platform slowly calmed down, and the strong and incomparable light and sword light slowly dissipated, revealing two of them.

Huang Chao is still standing with his hands in his hand, his clothes are neat and tidy, without the slightest embarrassment. It seems that the previous battle has never happened, while Zhang Yan is in the opposite state of Huang Chao.

Although he didn't seem to have any injuries, his face was pale, and the hand holding the knife trembled endlessly. Finally, when a long knife fell to the ground, his breath became extremely weak.

"Although your knife is sharp, it is not powerful enough for me. Your knife is only your own understanding, not the correct way of knife."

Huang Chao spoke faintly, but his tone didn't have the sense of overwhelming ridicule. Instead, he was reminding Zhang Yan to suggest. But in the depths of Huang Chao's gaze, when he said the real swordsmanship, there was a touch of coldness.

Zhang Yan's body shook suddenly, as if thinking of something from Huang Chao's words, he immediately picked up his long knife, and after a slight salute to Huang Chao, he jumped off the battle platform and walked out of the arena.

He even gave up the opportunity to play against the three battle puppets to replace Huang Chao's original ranking, and directly chose to drop off the list.

"I'm going! Huang Chao's strength is too awesome! Zhang Yan is not his opponent at all!"

"Compared with half a year ago, Huang Chao's strength has improved too much, and now even the original 80th place is far from enough!"

"The return of the true king is simply too enthusiastic!"

"I think Huang Chao's strength still has some reservations. He may be able to make the top 50!"

...

In the arena, a series of exclamations erupted. Huang Chao went all the way, and the combat power and record displayed by it can only be described in four words, which is unfathomable!

No one seems to be able to guess how strong he really is.

call out!

Weng Qingyue leaped off the Scarlet Throne, her ranking was one higher than Huang Chao, and she was the next challenger.

Weng Qingyue chose the 83rd place, and finally won the opponent by virtue of the Yinyue Heart Ban and the special protection ban, and won the 83rd place on the list.

This Zhan Ye Wuqian also observed slightly, and found that Weng Qingyue’s most powerful trump card, that is, the natal restriction represented by the silver moon imprint on her forehead, remained useless, and her position should not stop at the same time. Eighty-three.

boom!

Following Weng Qingyue's appearance was the 91st Yu Jiaoxue.

The male disciples in the arena again cheered wildly, watching Yu Jiaoxue float down from the blood-colored throne, her face flushed with excitement!

"Fairy Ao Xue! Fairy Ao Xue! Fairy Ao Xue!"

The earth-shaking shouts were like waves, Yu Jiaoxue's popularity was crazy, and all the male disciples seemed to be beaten in blood.

"I challenge the 84th place."

The icy voice resounded, and immediately everyone looked at the Scarlet Throne, and a figure appeared and jumped down.

This is a man wearing a colorful martial arts robe. This person is thin and thin, but his eyes are filled with wicked looks. This person feels very uncomfortable, as if his eyes are hooked.

"Sister Jiaoxue, I have to say, you are the most beautiful person I have ever met!"

"The beauty makes me want to kiss your Fangze... Don't worry, I will be merciful in the next battle, hahahaha!"

Before the person fell on the battle platform, this person sounded with a faint hot voice, but the pressure was extremely low, and it did not spread. Only Yu Jiaoxue heard it.

The eighty-fourth place on the list, the snake demon Yinfeng!

Hunting in a white skirt, Yu Jiaoxue's icy eyes flashed a bit of chill when she heard the yin wind talk, and then the jade flames all over her body were surging, and her holy breath was clear to the world!

"Holy breath! Hahahaha! It's so wonderful! Junior sister Jiaoxue, your strength is really good, but it's a pity that you met me."

"I practice a special fighting skill, which will release a red mist. As long as you get a little bit of it, you will feel extremely hot in your body. Then you will pant and lose your mind. Eventually, you will take off your coat and dissipate heat. The picture is really..."

Yin Feng said that the froth flies, the lustful eyes are getting stronger and stronger, he actually wants to humiliate Yu Jiaoxue in broad daylight, but it is a pity that the lustful expression is frozen before he finishes talking!

boom!

In the next moment, a horrible wave of horrible waves burst forth. The yin wind was like being hit from the front by ten thousand-zhang mountain peaks, and the whole figure flew out like a dead dog, blood spurting wildly, and always suffered indescribable huge damage. !

"You...you turned out to be...yuan...yuan soul realm!"

Yin Feng trembled all over, the veins were exposed, the colorful martial robes were covered with blood, and the chrysanthemum roared out of the chrysanthemum, and immediately passed out completely with incomparable panic and disbelief.

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