"What a fast sword!"

Wu Haojun was surprised. The speed of this man's sword was both fast and accurate. He was murderous every step of the way and showed his sharp edge.

Ding ding ding ding...

The intersection of weapons.

Wu Haojun's demon-slaying sword was as sharp as clay. If it had been an ordinary weapon, it would have been cut in half by him.

However, the sword of the masked boy on the opposite side avoided Wu Haojun's blade every time. At the same time, he concealed murderous intentions and kept approaching Wu Haojun, almost injuring Wu Haojun several times.

Wu Haojun calmed down, the Nine Sons Chain Sword was as fast as lightning, the sword light was completely intertwined with the masked boy's long sword, and the sword moves were as fierce as a mountain.

Compared to Wu Haojun, the masked boy opposite was more skillful and had a variety of sword moves. Although he was not as fierce as Wu Haojun, he had gradually suppressed Wu Haojun invisibly.

Wu Haojun also felt more and more depressed the more he fought, the swordsmanship of this man was actually learned from the Divine Sword Sect!

However, judging from this man's sword moves, it seems that he is better than his master.

This is……

Crazy Dragon Sword Technique!

The swordsmanship of He Yiping, the sixth elder of the Divine Sword Sect!

He Yiping, known as the Sword Maniac and nicknamed Drink a Bottle, was instantly killed by Wu Haojun with one move that day.

In fact, his swordsmanship was not low, but he underestimated Wu Haojun so much that he didn't even have a chance to draw his sword, so he died in Wu Haojun's hands.

This time, Wu Haojun did not dare to be careless when meeting He Yiping's successor.

Especially the opponent's sword moves are pressing forward every step of the way, completely trying to kill him.

Facing this person also made Wu Haojun feel very serious. Although the demon-suppressing sword was powerful, it could not hurt the opponent at all.

The masked boy became more and more fierce as he fought, his sword skills were like a swimming dragon, soft yet strong, ever-changing, forcing Wu Haojun to break out in a cold sweat.

It wasn't until he finished using all thirty-six Mad Dragon Sword Techniques that Wu Haojun breathed a sigh of relief.

"What a powerful method!"

Wu Haojun took a step back, put his long sword behind his back, and said to the masked boy: "Are you the descendant of Elder Liu and He Yiping?"

"What's the use of knowing so much about a dead man?"

The masked boy shook the sword in his hand and stabbed Wu Haojun again.

Huh?

Wu Haojun was shocked.

This time, the opponent used the sword technique of Huang Chenfei, the fifth elder of the Divine Sword Sect.

Swish, swish, swish!

Silver light flashes.

The masked boy's long sword was like a spiritual snake, unpredictable, and came to Wu Haojun.

This sword is countless times more powerful than Huang Chenfei's sword technique before!

"Wonderful!"

When Wu Haojun saw this silver snake sword technique, he couldn't help but praise it.

However, the opponent's swordsmanship was flickering and Wu Haojun was unable to determine where his final target would be. He didn't know how to resist, so he could only fight and retreat.

Ding ding ding!

The two of them exchanged a few more moves.

Wu Haojun stepped back one after another, one foot already stepping on the edge of the cliff.

The mountains here are so steep that if you take a wrong step, you may fall into an abyss.

Wu Haojun's eyes turned cold, and he used the Nine Sons Chain Sword and quickly counterattacked to force the boy on the opposite side to retreat.

"A mad dragon is no match for me, let alone a silver snake?"

Wu Haojun smiled and said.

"Really? Your swordsmanship seems to be nothing more than this!"

The masked boy strikes again.

This time, he used the extremely true swordsmanship of Third Elder Murong Tianxiong.

Wu Haojun was shocked. This man continuously used the swordsmanship of the three elders of the Divine Sword Sect, which showed that it was by no means simple!

"Who are you from the Divine Sword Sect?"

Wu Haojun said with some surprise.

"You don't deserve to know!"

The latter roared low and struck with his long sword.

when!

The two swords intersect.

Make a harsh sound

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Crash.

Unlike the previous two times, this time it was a head-on confrontation.

What surprised Wu Haojun was that the opponent's weapon was not cut off by him.

The two fought again.

Wu Haojun couldn't help but be secretly shocked. His swordsmanship had become more and more powerful, but he couldn't take any advantage in front of this masked boy!

When did the Divine Sword Sect have such an outstanding disciple?

Even Wu Jianxiong, who didn't get the power of the divine tripod back then, might not have such a powerful swordsmanship!

The two of them retreated.

The masked boy sneered: "It seems that all you know is this set of swordsmanship that you learned from somewhere!"

Wu Haojun smiled and said with a calm expression: "Being able to beat you is a sign of good swordsmanship!"

The masked boy's eyes darkened: "Really? How about you try this swordsmanship again?"

After saying that, the figure swayed, his body tilted, and he stabbed Wu Haojun with a sword.

Wu Haojun turned aside to get out of the way of the sword. Unexpectedly, the opponent's foot slipped, his wrist flipped, and the sword in his hand changed direction and swept directly towards his chest.

Wu Haojun quickly tightened his belly and got out of the way of the sword.

Unexpectedly, the opponent changed again, as if he was drunk, he threw himself forward, turned his wrist again, raised the tip of the sword, and stabbed Wu Haojun in the throat.

"This is... Drunken Sword!"

Wu Haojun secretly cried out that something was not good.

Zhao Leilei, the second elder of the Divine Sword Sect, loves to drink, and a set of drunken swords makes him perfect.

Wu Haojun had seen this set of drunken swords when he was at the Divine Sword Sect.

The body is not intoxicated, and the footwork is as steady as flowing clouds and flowing water.

Especially now that it is being used in the hands of this masked boy, it becomes even more powerful!

Now, Wu Haojun has been forced into a panic, and the Nine Sons Chain Sword has been completely restrained by the opponent.

"die!"

The other party snorted coldly and stabbed Wu Haojun in the chest with his sword.

Unexpectedly, Wu Haojun's figure flashed and disappeared.

"Huh?"

The masked boy was surprised when he suddenly heard a gust of wind behind him and hurriedly turned around and struck a sword.

The next moment, Wu Haojun's figure had moved elsewhere.

Wu Haojun believed that his swordsmanship was not as good as his opponent's, so he used Wanli Mizongbu to deal with him.

"The traitor of the Divine Sword Sect is nothing more than that!"

The masked boy sneered and changed his sword moves again!

"Three Hegemonic Swords!"

boom!

An invisible sword energy spread out in all directions with the masked boy as the center.

What a strong sword energy!
To be continued...