The Governor

Yuan Changqing shocked the world with one finger!

A name that was quite famous in the world twenty years ago.

Once in Tiangang realm, I defeated the master with one finger!

Only then did he gain a "famous name" in the world.

In the world of martial arts, there are very few wrong nicknames.

Only those who truly know him know how amazing and talented this person was at the beginning.

There were even rumors that he had already realized the state of a great master back then.

Among the new generation in the world at that time, this person could be said to be the genius who overwhelmed all the major sects and could not hold their heads up.

Defeat the master with one finger, defeat the genius with one finger

Extremely chic!

He doesn't practice swordsmanship, but he has world-shattering swordsmanship!

Above the palace building, the old Taoist priest looked far into the sky, raised the wine in the gourd and took a sip. He chuckled and said, "After twenty years of hiding, it is really extraordinary to be able to reach this point."

"Pity."

The vision of heaven and earth rising outside Mingzhaofang is thrilling.

The awe-inspiring and overwhelming sword intent shocked everyone.

That night, many pairs of eyes in the entire capital turned to Mingzhaofang from the darkness.

Grandmaster level battle!

That is the terrifying vitality of heaven and earth that only a master can draw.

"Boom!"

A bolt of lightning flashed through the clouds!

A sudden bright light illuminated the white-clothed figure leaping into the air.

White clothes beat the snow!

He stood in the heavy rain, his figure looking aloof and desolate.

It seemed as if a finger from the sky was falling from the depths of the rolling thunderclouds.

Wisps of lightning surged in the thunderclouds!

All the rain from the sky melts into this finger.

Yuan Changqing was dressed in white, exuding an aura of pride and dignity.

Thousands of rains are also all kinds of sword energy!

The sword energy is everywhere!

In the night, the bright blood light cut through the rain curtain and disappeared in a flash, as if it had cut open the sky and came from the depths of the sky.

The vitality of heaven and earth surged under the pull of the sword.

The sword finger broke through the rain curtain!

For a moment, people couldn't tell whether it was fingering or sword technique.

An awe-inspiring voice rang out in the majestic heavy rain: "This finger is my forbearance for the past twenty years!"

"Amazing dream!"

The moment the words fell, the vast sword fingers seemed to pierce the dark clouds, rolling up the majestic momentum and piercing the heavy air.

The rain in the sky rolled back and swept away with this finger.

quick!

The extremely fast sword light left only a phantom in the air.

A big dream!

At that moment, the scene in front of me seemed to have changed.

There are no dark clouds, and there is no more heavy rain.

There is only a dream created by sword energy.

In the rain curtain, Wei Guogong's figure was retreating rapidly.

One of his hands was bleeding!

The robe on my body has long been torn to pieces!

A strand of white hair fell quietly.

"What a stunning one-finger Yuan Changqing, I admire him!"

"I am convinced by this one finger!"

"I don't care about tonight's affairs!"

The rich voice gradually faded away in the rain.

Yuan Changqing fell to the ground, and his white robe had already been wet by the rain.

His arms were hanging down, and his fingers were already bloody. Blood dripped down his fingers and melted into the rain on the ground.

Looking at the heavy rain in the sky, a trace of blood slowly flowed from the corner of Yuan Changqing's mouth.

The aura on his body is gradually rising!

The sword spirit all over his body is awe-inspiring!

In the night, a figure carrying a long sword came slowly.

Looking at the figure with a long sword on his back, Yuan Changqing said calmly: "Now all the cats and dogs dare to come!"

"Even the defeated generals who were once my subordinates dared to stand up."

As he spoke, his figure floated up.

only,

The moment his footsteps left, a bloody footprint was left on the spot, which was quickly washed away by the rain.

…

Yang Mansion,

In the courtyard, two figures separated as soon as they touched each other.

Cui Du had a cold face and sneered: "What a good boy!"

"He's really quite capable!"

"It's a pity that you may have to die here today!"

His body suddenly released a terrifying aura, which was the aura that belonged exclusively to the master.

Lin Mang remained silent, his eyes filled with cold murderous intent.

He was aware of the fighting outside Mingzhaofang. Because of this, he wanted to deal with Yang Hexiu as soon as possible.

Only dead people would not be remembered by so many people.

Lin Mang slowly raised the knife in his hand and pointed it at the sky.

In an instant, the strong sword energy stirred up the raindrops in the sky, forming a majestic long dragon of sword energy.

The sword is awe-inspiring!

And almost instantly, Cui Du's hands were filled with cold poison energy and he was afraid.

A cold, forbidding aura instantly spread throughout the venue.

The falling rain instantly turned black.

Poisonous hand!

This is Sand Scorpion's famous martial skill, and its hands contain astonishing poison.

Ordinary Jianghu people will die if they touch it.

In the heavy rain, a black palm print struck hard.

Lin Mang came forward with a knife, and the Xiuchun knife in his hand slashed through the rain curtain.

Every drop of rainwater was instantly chopped into pieces!

There was a soft sound the moment it hit the ground, and Lin Mang's figure roared towards him with the light of the sword.

Explosive air currents exploded and surged in all directions.

"boom!"
To be continued...