"Come again?"

"It's him again!"

"This is another move?"

"This man should have been killed by Ye Shura, and Wang Tuan, who had been the previous 'Xiaoxifeng', should have died, and he was rescued by this man."

"With this person here, it is easy for the six major sects to win alone, but it is difficult to kill people."

"Unless you kill this swordsman first."

...

The sword light suddenly rose, and Zhang Jian flew away, saving Li Qingshan.

Swish.

All the eyes of people from all over the world fell on Chen Jichuan and kept talking.

"Bang!"

The splash exploded.

Zhang Jian broke out of the water again, and mist was steaming all over his body. His eyes were staring at Chen Jichuan, suppressing his anger, and said in a deep voice: "Since you are itchy in your skills, if you don't fight Zhang in the next stage, what's the ability to put a sword behind you?"

The murderous intent was broken twice, and the murderous intention was blown away twice.

Even Zhang Jian was a little angry.

He waved the long sword in his hand and pointed at Chen Jichuan to invite the battle.

Just two times, he was accidentally attacked when he was attacked with all his strength, and he ended up in such a mess. Zhang Jian was confident that if he faced the young swordsman head-on, he would definitely gain the upper hand.

This man can save people under his hands, and he wants to see if he can save himself!

"Senior brother comes back and breathes a sigh of relief and let Xiaoyan go up and play activities."

Chen Jichuan ignored Zhang Jian, looked up and called out to Li Qingshan, who was still in shock on the Beiying River, and nodded to Wang Yan, who was eager to try beside him.

"Wang Yan, Taixu Sword Sect, learn your master's skills!"

Wang Yan shouted lightly, took the sword to the court, and replaced Li Qingshan.

"Senior Brother."

Chen Jichuan called out to Li Qingshan who was about to end.

Li Qingshan held a gun and smiled bitterly: "After six hundred years, the world has changed, and I really feel uncomfortable."

Before sleeping, you are invincible.

After waking up, he was defeated in the first battle and almost died.

This made Li Qingshan a little dazed and felt a sense of frustration, which was difficult to digest for a while.

"Victory and defeat are commonplace in military affairs."

"Senior brother has just slept for too long and his skills are a little unfamiliar. He just took this opportunity to hone his skills and maybe he could make a breakthrough."

Chen Jichuan comforted.

"Um."

Li Qingshan nodded when he heard this. After fighting, he did gain a lot.

At the moment, he jumped out of the sidelines and watched the battle on the field. While chewing carefully, he digested the gains.

Stop talking.

On the field.

Wang Yan came with a sword and reported his own name.

When Zhang Jian heard this, his brows frowned even more: "Three Ancestor Taixu, Wang Yan, 'Tianjie Sword'?!"

The Taixu Sword Sect unified the world eight hundred years ago. At that time, the names of the three ancestors were naturally the most resounding of the "Seven-Star Sword Saint" Wang Shan and the "Five Elements Spear" Li Qingshan.

But Wang Yan, the "Sky Tribulation Sword", should not be underestimated.

The "Little Four Nine Heavenly Tribulation Sword Technique" was as fast as lightning and as thunder. In the world at that time, it was difficult to find an opponent except Wang Shan and Li Qingshan.

There were few masters at that time.

In addition, Wang Yan is listed as one of the "Three Ancestors of Zhongxing" of Taixu Sword Sect, so his fame among the seven states of Central China is far greater than her strength.

When Zhang Jian heard his name, he knew Wang Yan's identity.

But it's just a matter of whether it's true or not.

"No matter whether you are true or not, you can withstand my knife!"

Zhang Jian is also the top player in the world. He has his own ambitions and is not intimidated by Wang Yan's reputation. He will fight with Wang Yan as soon as he lifts his sword.

These two people.

The former defeated Wang Tuan and Li Qingshan, two powerful men in the late stage of Kongming, would have probably killed two of them in a row if Chen Jichuan hadn't taken action. The sword technique was fierce and weird.

The latter is only in the early stage of Kongming.

There is a big gap between them.

However, Zhang Jian's two consecutive battles that were evenly matched were exhausted, and now he was far from being able to play with his spirits.

Wang Yan observed it for a long time and was in his best condition.

The "Reincarnation Armor" on his body was obtained by Chen Jichuan's killing of the ancestor of Xingyimen, "Fist-sealing Four Seas" Lu Zheng. He was the same as the "Reincarnation Gun" in Li Qingshan's hand. He was made by the Northeast King Lu Fanchen looking for precious metals. He also used magic power to nourish him for many years. He was originally a peerless magic weapon.

Over the years.

The "Reincarnation Armor" was refined by Chen Jichuan and portrayed many formations. It has long been the best among first-level magic weapons and has extremely strong defense.

In addition to the ‘Reincarnation Armor’.

The "heart is like a sword" in Wang Yan's hand is also Chen Jichuan's highest experience in studying and refining weapons for hundreds of years.

Weapons and armor are the best.

It can make up for the gap in cultivation and combat experience.

clang clang clang!

Bang bang bang bang!

Zhang Jian's sword was like a strong wind, forcing Wang Yan to retreat step by step. However, Wang Yan relied on the Reincarnation Armor. Although he occasionally showed flaws and was hit by the knife, it was injustice and did not affect the battle.

On the contrary, Zhang Jian had to be careful. He realized the sharpness of the sword in Wang Yan's hand, and did not dare to suffer, nor did he dare to use the sword to fight head-on with the sword. He needed to consume more mana to inject the sword into the long sword to make up for the gap in weapons and not break the sword.

This battle is atrocious.

Neither you cannot break Wang Yan's armor, it cannot cause an effective threat. You must also be distracted and do your best to guard against the sword in Wang Yan's hand, protect yourself and protect your weapons.

Although Zhang Jian has the upper hand, he can't beat Wang Yan for a while.

...

The night passes and dawn comes.

The sky was covered with white fish belly, and a red sun slowly rose.

Wait until the sun is over three o'clock.

Wang Yan finally ran out of energy, and under Zhang Jian's offensive, it was difficult to protect the key points.

The sword is ruthless.

It's about to die.

clang!

It was like a sword light rising, knocking a long sword flying, and lifting Zhang Jian flying.

This Ye Shura was lifted out for the third time in just two days and fell into the water.

...

"Uncle Master."

"This Zhang Jian is so awesome."

Seeing this, Wang Yan smiled, returned to the south bank, came to Chen Jichuan and said.

"The sword technique is indeed good, it is a little stronger than Wei Hong of Jinyan Sect."

Chen Jichuan watched Zhang Jian’s two battles and also saw his sword skills thoroughly.

Although this man's swordsmanship is not ranked in the Great Hui world, he is extraordinary, at least much better than Wei Hong, who was known as the "One-Sword Beautiful".

"People today are better than those of the ancients."

"After sleeping for six hundred years, this makes these juniors surpass it."

Wang Yan held the sword and recalled the fierce battle just now, feeling a little moved.

"Now it is the prosperous era of martial arts, and there are many people who have the strength beyond Zhang Jian."

"If you can seize the opportunity, you may be able to achieve the best."

Chen Jichuan said to Wang Yan.

"The strongest one—"

Wang Yan smiled with a pursed lips, his eyes flashing at the uncle.

She knew very well that she had a lifespan of up to 300 years, but now she was only in the early stage of Kongming. She wanted to break through to the middle stage, late stage, peak, and reach the realm of the strongest in a short period of time, which was no less than a foolish person.

Even in the prosperous era of martial arts, there is little hope.
To be continued...