Wang Hong's smile was seen in his eyes, and he felt that he was despised by the young man, and he was angry in his heart.

With his overlord nature, he naturally could not tolerate others underestimating him. He immediately clenched his right hand into a fist, and a frost mark in the sky fist instantly hit Wang Hong not far away.

Wang Hong is a young man worthy of recruiting to Xiongba, but if he is unhappy, he will kill him casually.

Unfortunately, the younger generation who seemed to be sheep in front of me was actually a hidden tiger.

Since he had already shown the heart-breaking technique in front of Indra, Wang Hong's ban on this aspect has been lifted.

A ray of light suddenly burst out from his eyes, facing Xiongba’s eyes, who were close to him, and let the cold air condensed by the sky fist attack.

And the originally confident Xiongba is almost full of souls.

A sense of crisis that had never happened before was covered all over his body. Looking at Wang Hong's twinkling eyes, he felt like he fell into an ice cave, and even his consciousness began to blur.

The current dominance is not as good as the Fire Kirin. When facing Wang Hong, whose mental power is increasing day by day, he couldn't hold on for a second, so he kept his punching posture standing still.

"This is really a troublesome leader of the Bear Gang who is delivered to the door."

"Killing is not suitable for killing. If you let it go directly, that would be too deliberate."

"What excuse is good?"

Wang Hong thought for a while, suddenly remembered someone, hesitated for a moment, left a line of words on the sand, and then left the sand dune.

Two minutes later, Xiongba gradually recovered from his lost state. Suddenly he realized something, and immediately closed his fist and waited around and watched.

But Wang Hong had already disappeared from flying, and only a line of large characters on the ground was frozen by magic power, which made Xiongba frown.

As the northern overlord on the surface, Xiongba has a high reputation. In addition, the first half of his life awards given by the Clay Bodhisattva even made him feel that he was the destiny of heaven!

So this time he came to the desert to bring Wang Hong and Mingyue to the Tianxiahui. If these two people don’t follow, then they will be killed in advance? To avoid becoming a big trouble in the future.

But who would have thought that a young man who was less than twenty could easily take him down.

Is this master still afraid of Dugu Yifang?

Xiongba had secretly fought with Dugu Yifang three years ago? Naturally, he knew that the other party was a little weaker than him? With the strength shown by Wang Hong, where did Dugu Yifang get the courage to chase him?

"This kid is said to be a disciple of the Sword Saint? Is the Sword Saint really strong enough? Can even a disciple defeat me easily?"

Xiongba, who was full of confidence when he came, was really a little suspicious of life now? When he saw the lines of words on the ground again, he felt a toothache.

"When did Youruo come into contact with this kid?"

"No, I have to go back and change her place."

"Also, three-yuan must be unified as soon as possible, otherwise..."

Xiongba pinched his beard and muttered to himself for a while? Then he waved his palm suddenly and destroyed all the handwriting on the ground.

Just as Xiongba hurriedly left the desert, Wang Hong and others rushed to Jianyu.

When it was getting dark, an oasis suddenly appeared in front of the three of them. They were exposed to the sun for a day. They were feeling the tired moon? They smiled happily and flew towards the oasis.

But she was stopped by Wang Hong because at this moment, a sword intent had already soared into the sky and pointed directly at the three people approaching.

Although Wang Hong has practiced swords for a long time, he has never been able to truly condense his sword intention.

However, his love-destroying sword technique is almost complete? With a thought, the cold and ruthless demonic energy burst out instantly, facing the sword intent in the distance, without any disadvantage.

In the past, Wang Hong did not dare to use his magic at will, otherwise his combat power would increase, but he would be devastated forever without killing his opponent.

Now that the Bing Xin Jue has the Bing Xin Jue, the restrictions on this aspect have disappeared. At this moment, even if the demonic thoughts are so intense, they can use the Bing Xin Jue to transform into a cold will and forcefully control themselves.

"You retreat a little further and wait until I fight with the Sword Saint first, and then go and talk about other things."

At this moment, Wang Hong's voice was extremely cold. Mingyue, who had always felt very familiar with her cousin, suddenly felt a hint of fear.

However, she also knew that this was not the reason for pursuing the cause, and immediately followed Wang Hong's words and retreated to a sand dune hundreds of meters away to wait.

Wang Hong carried the Hanyue Ring Knife and walked slowly into the oasis.

A moment later, he came to the front of Jianyu and saw an old man with white hair hanging down his hair, standing under a poplar tree with his eyes closed.

"Wang Hong?" The sword saint's eyes suddenly opened, looked at Wang Hong for a moment, then nodded and said, "It's much better than I thought, but your sword technique is not like Ao Han's Six Arts, but it's more similar to the first evil emperor's magic sword!"

Dugu Meng, the daughter of Zhen Dugu Yifang, worshipped under the First Evil Emperor to learn swords. The uncle Dugu Sword Saint is naturally familiar with the First Evil Emperor.

Wang Hong smiled coldly: "Once the First Evil Emperor practices the magic sword, he will be completely entangled. How stupid will he practice this kind of brainless sword technique?"

The sword saint frowned slightly when he heard this, and after a moment he also said sarcastically:

"Your sword technique is not much better. After practicing for a long time, you will inevitably be heartless and unrestrained. If you can let go, you will not stop. Sooner or later, you will have a big mess."

The first eighteen swords of the Sword Saint's Holy Spirit Sword Technique are the lovely swords, and the nineteenth swords to twenty-two swords are the heartless swords, so it is clear at a glance about Wang Hong's situation.

However, the Sword Saint did not completely enter the ruthless sword path. Instead, because of the clear sword heart, he could freely switch between the ruthless sword and the ruthless sword.

If Wang Hong hadn't had the Bing Xin Art that was more suitable for him, he would probably have to learn Xu Fu's grandson today and actually come to worship the sword saint as his master.

"It is better to be heartless than to be killed. The great catastrophe of heaven and earth is coming. If you don't have enough strength, you will die sooner or later at the hands of others!"

Wang Hong said indifferently that even when the demonic nature explodes, some tricks of fooling people will still be naturally revealed.

However, the Sword Saint is not Xu Fu, his heart is as strong as iron, and it is definitely not touched by words.

The day before yesterday, he received a letter from Dugu Yifang that his nominal apprentice would probably come to see him.

Although Wang Hong was criticized in the letter, Dugu Sword Saint felt that Wang Hong had his style, so he wanted to meet this cheap apprentice.

When you reach the realm of Sword Saint, you will not value the difference between swords and swords like ordinary swordsmen. Instead, the inheritance of ideas and will is what Sword Saint really values.

Therefore, the sword saint who realized that his life was about to end and had no reliable successors had actually been looking forward to the upcoming Wang Hong.

But when I saw him today, Wang Hong did not have any conjecture respect for him, but instead treated him as a whetstone.

With disappointment and anger, the sword intent around the sword saint quickly rose, and the momentum like a mountain was suppressed.

At this moment, even Wang Hong dared not look down on the other party anymore.

Dugu Sword Saint is actually the peak master!

It's really a ghost. If the Sword Saint is the peak master, how can he need Sword Twenty-three?

It seems that I am just trying to kill myself!

But so what? The Fengyun World is not Dongwuzhou, and the lifespan of the peak master is no more than that of ordinary people.

At the age of the Sword Saint, his combat power will decline. As long as he has not yet realized the earth-shaking sword twenty-three, Wang Hong is not afraid of the peak master at all!

Seeing the attitude of the Sword Saint at this moment, Wang Hong stopped talking. Han Yue Ring Knife was unsheathed, and a dark sword aura instantly slashed into the Sword Saint's body.

Compared to Wang Hong, the name of Sword Saint is obtained through bloody battles of life and death. The corpses that fell under the Wushuang sword in their early years are simply uncountable.

"Jianyi!"

Faced with this tentative sword, the sword saint flashed and dodged the sword energy, approached Wang Hong, and stabbed a sword expressionlessly.

One sword is countless swords, endless sword moves, and at this moment, they merged into "Sword One" and stabbed Wang Hong's right hand hard.

This sudden sword made Wang Hong feel very uncomfortable.

The strangeness was filled with a hint of grandeur, and there seemed to be a poisonous snake hidden under the dignity. The changes made him frightened and finally blocked this "Sword One".

Ding Ding Dang, then the sound of swords and swords intertwined constantly. Wang Hong habitually wanted to widen the distance, and the Sword Saint soon noticed this.

"Sword Eighteen!"

Although I don’t know what amazing long-range methods the other party has, my rich combat experience has made the Sword Saint use the Sword Eighteen without hesitation.

Countless sword nets were formed in an instant, and they entangled Wang Hong one by one, leaving him without even a chance to get rid of the entanglement.

But Wang Hong is not an easy person to deal with.

Even though the two sides were too entangled and he had no time to use the Heart-Striving Magic Sword, the Demon Sword of Love is also a unique skill used by martial soul powerhouses to compete for the competition.

Wang Hong, who had a magical explosion, was still not the target that the Sword Saint could win in the short term even if his sword technique had not yet been achieved.

The Sword Saint is old and knows that he will definitely have no chance of winning if he continues to drag on it. The sword intent on his body suddenly burst out, forming a sword energy storm beside the two of them!

Everything around the storm seemed to be cut into pieces, and even Wang Hong, who was inside, felt a stinging pain all over his body.

But in less than a second, the storm suddenly stopped, but it did not disappear, but gathered on the sword in the hands of the sword saint.

For a moment, the mortal soldier, which originally had little threat to Wang Hong, became extremely sharp in an instant, and the sword energy emitted was shocking.

"Sword Twenty Two!"

The strongest killer move that the Sword Saint has mastered is now used at this moment, and the surging sword waves continue to stab Wang Hong, exerting the ruthlessness and ferocity to the extreme.

The current sword saint is not a sword saint who has never lowered his cultivation level with Jian Chen. With his more than 60 years of cultivation, he has stimulated a majestic sword intent, and his power is enough to kill most ordinary masters in seconds.

Faced with the countless sword shadows, Wang Hong could only choose to give up the small and defend against the big ones.

The strength of the sword shadow is instantly distinguished with mental power. Those who are threatening use the Hanyue Sword to resist, while those who are less threatening use the body protection energy to carry it over, and they can still support it in the short term.

Wang Hong also knew that the Sword Saint would definitely not last long in this state. He really didn't believe that he would not be able to waste an old man!

It took Wang Hong and the Sword Saint less than a minute to talk to fight. Mingyue and Ah Hu, who were standing on the sand dune in the distance, were already shocked by the two who fought.

Although Mingyue knew that her cousin was very strong, she was far from what she showed.

But she really didn't expect that Wang Hong could fight Dugu Jian Sheng to such an extent, and after dozens of consecutive moves, she was only slightly inferior.
To be continued...