In Xiaoxiang Pavilion, everyone's eyes will be on Murong Chunqiu, who is known as the best martial artist in the world, the best literary talent in the world, the best in ingenious strategies in the world, and the best in marching and arranging formations in the world! And Jueming, the "death sword" of the first of the four Xiaoxiang swords, is his shadow, silently doing everything for him, and then quietly returning to the shadows!
But even Murong Chunqiu himself said that he was not sure if he could face Jueming!
As for the Jialan Temple, first it was Su Linfeng, then it was Zi Yi Hou, they were the idols in the martial arts world! There were countless fans cheering and cheering for them, but no one knew that the strongest person in the Jialan Temple was this ugly fat man from beginning to end!
Now the two strongest shadows meet!
"The Yunlai Fairyland of Paiyun Palm? It really lives up to its reputation." The first to speak was Jueming!
The Unbeaten Legend gave a helpless smile and said, "It was broken by your peerless sword!"
"Haha!" Jueming laughed dryly twice, his tone was unusually calm: "Do you want to do it?"
"Oh! I really don't want to fight with you, but? Who made me owe that guy? Anyway, I will have a fight with Murong Chunqiu sooner or later, so I will fight with your shadow first!" After saying that, the fat man rushed forward like a gust of wind!
The Unbeaten Legend is a disciple of the Tianxia Association, and learns from Xiong Ba. He has mastered the Wind God Leg, Sky Frost Fist, and Paiyun Palm, the three unique skills. He also has extremely profound internal strength. He can be said to be an orthodox master who has cultivated both internal and external strength!
Jueming, on the other hand, was the exact opposite. His internal strength was mediocre, and his Qinggong was barely good enough. The reason he could achieve his current success in the martial arts world was because of the long sword in his hand! A peerless and fast sword!
The Unbeaten Legend came extremely fast, and the Wind God Leg, which was pushed to the extreme, looked like a gust of wind. The fists and palms of his hands changed with each other, which was unpredictable. It was dizzying to watch, let alone resist!
Jueming suddenly moved, and the long sword in his hand suddenly turned into a flying rainbow, and stabbed straight into the face of the Undefeated Legend. The speed of this sword was extremely fast, and the angle was extremely tricky. With just one sword, the offense and defense were instantly changed, forcing the Undefeated Legend to retreat and defend!
But the Undefeated Legend was very experienced. When he retreated, he clasped his fists together, and the cold power of the Sky Frost Fist suddenly burst out, quickly turning into strands of ice particles that wrapped around Jueming's sword. Then he quickly moved forward again, leaped into the air, and used the "Strong Grass in the Wind" move to go straight to Jueming's face.
This move of retreating to advance was extremely secretive. What Jueming learned was A Fei's peerless fast sword, a sword skill that could kill with one strike, and there was no turning back. It was absolutely impossible to resist the legendary invincible Wind God Leg.
But when the undefeated legend was about to win, he suddenly felt a little palpitation. An inexplicable sense of crisis unexpectedly restrained the undefeated legend's Wind God Leg!
The next moment, a black sword energy shot up into the sky!
Just one sword strike sent the undefeated legend flying dozens of meters? !
The handsome man beside him saw this and was about to step forward, but was stopped by Jueming. He looked seriously in the direction where the undefeated legend fell and said coldly: "Don't pretend to be dead anymore, get up quickly!"
The undefeated legend lying on the ground suddenly laughed loudly, jumped up, patted the dust off his body, and grinned, "Damn it, it was so dangerous! If I hadn't retracted my Wind God Kick at the last moment, I would have really fallen into your trap. What kind of swordsmanship is this, it's so powerful!"
"The Thirteen Deadly Swords!" Jueming said calmly. Suddenly, he seemed to have seen something, his expression suddenly changed, and he asked sternly, "Where is the Twelve Sword Lords?!"
"What?" The Undefeated Legend suddenly turned around and looked at the place where Sword Lord Twelve had just been injured and rested, but now it was empty. He suddenly became furious and couldn't help but burst out with a curse!
Sword Lord Twelve’s injuries were serious and difficult to recover from, so naturally there was no way he could escape on his own!
At this moment, he was lying dying in a grocery room of the Jiangling City Post Station. In front of him stood a man and a woman, with obscene looks on their faces, slowly stretching out their evil hands towards him.
"What are you going to do?" Sword Lord Twelve's voice suddenly trembled.
"Nonsense!" Tang Shangxin immediately became unhappy: "With your looks, do you think I can rape you?"
"That's right, if you want to rob someone, you have to be someone like me!"
Tang Shangxin suddenly looked stern, glared at Zhou Yi fiercely, patted Jian Jun Twelve's shoulder and said, "Hurry up, hand over the treasure that you Five Mountains Alliance and Xiaoxiang Pavilion have snatched!"
"this... ... "
"Hey! Brother!" Zhou Yi waved his hand, squatted lightly beside Jian Jun Twelve, and said: "We are not like those people in Xiaoxiang Pavilion who are determined to kill you. If you give me the thing, I will let you go. After all, harmony brings wealth! Besides, with your current injuries, it is absolutely impossible for you to walk out of Jiangling City alive with this thing, so..."
"Okay! I'll give you the stuff!"
"Huh?! So satisfying?" Zhou Yi was a little surprised.
Sword Lord Twelve slowly straightened up and said, "But you must ensure that I can walk out of Jiangling alive!"
"Hey! Buddy, there are thousands of Xiaoxiang Pavilion people outside! The Unbeaten Legend is here too, maybe the Jialan Temple has also taken action, the conditions are too difficult!"
Sword Lord Twelve forced a smile on his pale face, slowly took out a roll of silk from the package, and said, "Ahem... If you knew what this was, you would think that this deal is... Ahem... Too good of a bargain!"
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The fighting outside Jiangling City has gradually come to an end. The two major gangs and even other players gathered outside Jiangling City have all stopped and looked up in the direction of the top of Jiangling City!
Where!
The masters of the two gangs are doing their best. Yan Fengwu is dancing with the skills of Double Flying Colorful Wings, constantly changing position, scattering the power of telepathic communication in all directions, which is dazzling!
In front of Yan Fengwu, the four great generals of the Murong family: Baozi, Mantou, Doujiang, and Youtiao, were cooperating seamlessly in forming the Four Symbols Formation to block the enemies of the Five Mountains Alliance and create opportunities for Yan Fengwu.
On the other hand, on the Five Mountains Alliance side, Taishan Sect's chief disciple Chongyuan was waving his sword and performing the Taishan Eighteen Swordsmanship, charging forward; while Hengshan Sect's chief disciple Yuyin Raoliang was performing the Thirteen Cloud and Mist Swords, which was a fascinating move and constantly disrupting the enemy's formation.
As for the main attack mission, it was accomplished by the exquisite swordsmanship of Songshan's chief disciple Ye Zhao Shizi, who activated the icy true qi, and Five Mountains leader Jian Jingfeng. The four of them fully displayed the exquisiteness of the swordsmanship of each sect of the Five Mountains, and their power should not be underestimated!
The two sides fought for nearly a hundred rounds and were still evenly matched, with no clear winner. Suddenly, with the lingering shadows of the Thirteen Swords of the Clouds and Mists, Jian Jingfeng suddenly found a flaw in Mantou's wind-breaking sword technique. He suddenly advanced with his long sword and used three swords in succession, each one aimed directly at Mantou's vital point, and each sword was more dangerous than the last!
This deadly chain of three swords is the unique skill of Huashan Sword Sect, and it is extremely dangerous. Mantou naturally did not dare to take it head-on, and retreated hastily. With this retreat, the entire Four Symbols Formation was suddenly opened wide, and Chongyuan immediately rushed in waving the iron sword in his hand. It seemed that everyone in Xiaoxiang Pavilion was in danger in an instant!
Suddenly, an extremely powerful suction force suddenly came from the downwind of the city wall. The gravitational force was so strong that everyone in the field had to concentrate and use their luck to steady their bodies. However, Chongyuan of Taishan Sect who was charging in the front was too slow to retract his attack and stumbled and fell on the city wall!
Then a black figure slowly leaped up and stood on the flagpole at the top of Jiangling City. He lowered his eyebrows and looked down at the nearly ten thousand players in the field. With a faint smile on his face, he said: "I am Murong Chunqiu, nice to meet you all!" (To be continued)