"Dong", "Dong", "Dong", "Dong", "Dong".

Nine big cowhide drums beat five times in a row, which was deafening. The people around them couldn't help but come back to their senses and stared straight at the martial arts stage in the center with wide eyes!

A young boy in white clothes in the stands couldn't help but come back to his senses. Looking at the martial arts stage in the middle, his eyes widened and his mouth formed an O shape! He looked down and saw that he was wearing ancient clothes. He raised his hand and touched his head and found that he had long hair.

, the kind of long hair in ancient times, and then looking around, everyone is wearing ancient clothes, and the men all have long hair. "This! This! This! How could this be like this? No, I'm not? Didn't I travel through time?" Not yet!

When he came back to his senses and thought about what was going on, he heard another voice coming from the martial arts stage.

"Next is Li Zhuilong, who comes from a military family. He is eighteen years old. He has the dragon shadow floating sword technique. With one sword, it is like a floating shadow without a trace. One sword can turn into a hundred swords, innate state!"

The old man in gorgeous official uniform said loudly in the middle of the martial arts stage, and then he shook off the dust in his hands.

"This guy looks like an old eunuch at first glance!" the man thought to himself, pouting at the same time, looking disapproving.

"We invite Li Zhuilong!" the old eunuch shouted loudly, pointing his finger at the entrance of the east gate! The crowd immediately stood up and cheered loudly.

"Li Zhuilong! Li Zhuilong! Li Zhuilong! Li Zhuilong! Li Zhuilong!"

A man walked slowly from the entrance to the martial arts stage. He was dressed in black and had a well-proportioned figure. He stood there quietly with a sharp look in his eyes. He held a sword in his left hand and remained motionless, as if he was not breathing.

If you are a master, you will definitely be able to see that he is not breathing, but only breathing. This is an important sign of an innate master. Li Zhuilong is adjusting his state. No matter whether the opponent is strong or weak, he will go all out. Lion

Botu, you should try your best! This is his consistent martial arts experience. Although the opponent is not worthy of his full strength, there is only one person who is worthy of his full strength.

"Li Zhuilong's opponent in this match is Han Anyang, who is in the Xiantian realm! He comes to Jianghu Grand Sect, Xuanzhen Taoist Sect, he is eighteen years old, and the Taoist sect really understands the Twelve Killing Swords. Swords and swords chase souls and kill people. So far in this martial arts competition,

, Han Anyang hasn't used all twelve swords yet!" The old eunuch paused, and then, seeing the atmosphere rising, said, "Because the opponent has already been defeated by his sword before he used the twelve swords! Invite Han Anyang!"

Everyone looked towards the west gate entrance.

Suddenly a figure seems to be floating in the air, and it seems to be flying in the air. You feel that he is very slow, but he is actually very fast. This flying movement in the air is really like a ghost. When people see him clearly, he is already standing on the stage performing martial arts.

He was on the stage, facing Li Zhuilong from afar! He was wearing a green shirt, with a vague smile on his face. He turned the sword a few times in his hand and pulled out several sword flowers. He looked like a good man in troubled times.

Image!

"Han Anyang! Han Anyang! Han Anyang! Han Anyang! Han Anyang!"

The crowd was shouting, and the shouts at this time were even louder than before. It may be that Han Anyang showed off this superb Qinggong! The young man in white in the stands said silently in his heart, "It's really a cool appearance. The more pretentious people are, the more embroidered they are."

Pillow - useless! Let’s see how you lose!”

"The guy in black clothes, knock him down! I support you!" The boy in white clothes felt that this Han Anyang was so handsome and had such high martial arts skills that he attracted too many people's attention. It seemed that wherever he went, he was the center of attention.

All eyes should be on him!

Suddenly the whole place fell silent! The cheers just now fell silent. Everyone turned their heads to the boy in white and stared at him one by one, as if they had seen a ghost!

Even the two parties preparing to compete on the stage turned to look at him, their eyes full of doubts!

"What is he talking about! Why is he sitting there!" Li Zhuilong and Han Anyang thought at the same time! They were shocked, this guy!

"Continue, continue, you continue!" The boy in white smiled nonchalantly, "Continue! Look what I'm doing!" He turned around and shouted to the crowd who were still watching him! Then he sat down as if nothing happened.

His thick skin is still visible.

"The contest begins!" The old eunuch was also stunned. He recovered from his trance and immediately walked off the stage after saying this.

"I was born with a sword bone. I was literate at the age of three and practiced swordplay at the age of five. It has been thirteen years now and I have learned the true meaning of the sword!" Han Anyang slowly pulled out the long sword in his hand. There were bursts of cold light on the sword. It was the most powerful weapon in the world!

"You talk a lot of nonsense!" Before Li Zhuilong finished speaking, he was gone!

It's not that he's gone, it's that he moved too fast. In the eyes of ordinary people, he seemed to be gone. The boy in white saw clearly that Li Zhuilong was holding a sword in his hand and stabbing Han Anyang straight!

"Ding ding ding ding ding ding ding"

The sound of swords clashing came from the martial arts stage, and people could vaguely see only a black shadow and a cyan shadow, flying in the air and intersecting rapidly on the ground.

In an instant, two violent figures collided and separated from each other!

Li Zhuilong and Han Anyang still stood far away from each other, but Li Zhuilong stood where Han Anyang originally stood, and Han Anyang stood where Li Zhuilong originally stood! They exchanged blows loudly!

"A total of one hundred and eight swords, not bad!" Li Zhuilong said slowly, "You caught it very well, use your Taoist True Jie Twelve Killing Swords, otherwise you have no chance!" Then he took the sword.

Across the chest, as if to draw a sword.

"He scabbarded himself and struck 108 swords. Han Anyang took the 108 swords and didn't even fight back. He just took the beating passively! If this Han Anyang didn't have any special skills or big moves, he would definitely be defeated.

!" The young man in white had a solemn face, his brows were lowered, showing a rare seriousness.

"The killing sword!" Han Anyang's green shirt slowly floated, not because of the wind, but because of murderous intent! The murderous intent was thick!

"Kill!" The sword was unsheathed, and Han Anyang turned into a stream of light and rushed towards Li Zhuilong! When was the sword unsheathed? When did the man make the move?

A stream of light appeared, and it wasn't until the streamer dissipated that the sound of killing began!

"kill"

"kill"

"kill"

………

The martial arts stage is full of sword shadows, like a storm in the sky, everywhere, and there is nowhere to hide, because they are all swords, all killing moves. How can people use such sword skills? How can people take it?

Such swordsmanship?!

"That's right! That's right! It's really a Taoist skill! But you haven't mastered the three tastes and can only use sword skills randomly. If your master comes, I will be defeated by you! Hahaha!" Li Zhuilong laughed endlessly, "That's right.

I'm broken, just a glimpse of it - broken!"

In the sword light that fills the sky, a black shadow becomes clearer and clearer.

Li Zhuilong's sword flicked from left to right in his hand. Suddenly the sword stabbed upwards, and suddenly the sword flicked downwards. His swordsmanship was messy and illogical, like a madman. To anyone who doesn't understand martial arts, it would look like a child's playful trick.

, all the sword moves are full of flaws, as long as he steps forward and stabs at will, he can hit Li Zhuilong.

Seeing Li Zhuilong's sword stabbing him one after another, Han Anyang was extremely aggrieved! Whenever he was about to make a move with his sword, Li Zhuilong's sword would intercept his sword and use it to make a move.

He couldn't make any moves, he couldn't use his sword moves, he couldn't make his killing moves, and he had to change his moves in a desperate manner, suppressing him with twelve moves in a row!

"Finger in the air!" When Li Zhuilong's sword had just intercepted Han Anyang's sword, Han Anyang seized the fleeting opportunity and pointed angrily with his left hand!

In a hurry, he spread his hands into palms and protected his chest. The strong finger force shook Li Zhuilong backwards. He took more than ten steps back before the finger force was released!

"I don't want to play with you anymore. Take out your strongest sword and let's fight!"

Han Anyang raised his sword horizontally and said slowly, "The Tao Sect's true interpretation of the Twelve Killing Swords." Then, his movements seemed to be in slow motion, one sword move of the Twelve Killing Swords, two sword moves of the Twelve Killing Swords, and three sword moves of the Twelve Killing Swords.

Twelve sword moves with killing swords... There are a total of twelve sword moves. How can one person perform twelve sword moves at the same time?! The twelve killing sword moves look like Li Li when the sword moves are completed at the same time.

Chai Long kills, it seems like twelve Han Anyang are fighting against one Li Zhuilong at the same time on the stage!

"Dragon flies to the sky!" Li Zhuilong shouted, and he flew up into the air. The powerful sword energy turned into a black dragon! It fell from the sky, and the dragon opened its huge mouth. First, it roared, towards the ground, into the air, everywhere.

The twelve killing swords pounced!

"boom"

"boom"

"boom"

………

The Taoist true interpretation of the Twelve Killing Swords has changed again!

As if the twelve Han Anyangs were using sword moves, they strangely overlapped one by one at this time, one, two, three, ...the twelve merged into one again!

The combination of the twelve killing moves becomes one!

The air seemed to be frozen at this time, making it difficult to breathe! No!

It's not air, it's boundless murderous intent!

The world suddenly darkened, just like the moment when heaven and earth alternated, the killer move appeared!

Li Zhuilong fiercely raised his true energy to his whole body, turned around and ran backwards! There was only an afterimage of turned around left behind!

He held the sword in both hands and raised it high. One of his feet was arched, and the other foot jumped upright. He ran towards Han Anyang's sword-killing trot in a particularly weird posture!

"Both man and horse are shattered!" Only then did the young man in white realize that his weird trotting posture was imitating riding a horse! He was not running, but riding on a horse! This is a martial arts in the army. Two armies are facing each other, and the cavalry are fighting against each other.

When charging, people take advantage of the horse's power, and the horse assists the manpower. The impact of the fast-running military horse is very huge!

Often the enemy cavalry can be cut in half with just one move! Half on the left and half on the right. This move is very powerful and cruel!

In today’s words: the ultimate aesthetics of violence!

The two sword energies hit the bullfighting force, penetrated the heaven and the earth, and collided in the sky. The two forces finally merged into one force, swinging from the inside out like water waves!

The uncontrolled sword energy was running rampant! Fortunately, there was a formation on the martial arts stage, otherwise the aftermath could have destroyed the martial arts arena! They were in the innate realm!
Chapter completed!