"Dongfanghen, you are too arrogant." Ximen Feng said angrily.

"Under the fact that there is no one in my Dongzhou, I will fight you." Wang Zhonglong walked out in a strong suit.

Dongfang He looked arrogant, with his hands on his back, his black hair danced around, his body shining with sword light, and he laughed: "Very good, today I, Dongfang He, defeated you, the so-called three major swordsmen in Dongzhou, so that you, Dongzhou Sword Cultivators, know how the sharp sword in your hands is vulnerable to me, Dongfang He."

"Don't show the advantage of words and despise us first." Wang Zhonglong shouted coldly, and a flash of light flashed between his fingers, and he saw a white sword penetrate the space and stabbed Dongfanghen fiercely.

"Brother Wang, be careful." Liu Jiansheng and Ximen Feng said anxiously.

"Hmph, Wang Zhonglong, let you see what real sword technique is." Dongfang Hen snorted coldly, looking down on Wang Zhonglong completely, and being arrogant to the extreme. While speaking, a light golden sword appeared in his hand and shot out with a "swoosh".

“Wow——!”

The battle between Dongfang Hen and Ximen Feng immediately caused a storm in Wangjiang Tower.

In less than a while, tens of thousands of practitioners gathered next to Wangjiang Tower.

"This king's dragon is really bold enough. He dares to fight Dongfanghen. I think he will lose."

"Yes, Dongzhou's cultivation world has been ineffective for hundreds of years, and its talents have withered. Even the swordsmanship and swordsmanship are very few. Just taking Jiandao as an example, there is no one who can stand tall. Therefore, the so-called Three Musketeers of Dongzhou came out. Looking at our Beizhou, Nanzhou, Beizhou, and Zhongzhou, there are all the peaks of swordsmanship."

"That's right. Dongzhou lost two consecutive times to the top three in the Qianlong list. The spiritual weapons of heaven and earth are thin, so naturally the talents have withered."

"This time Dongfang hatred, let the practitioners in Dongzhou see what a real strong man is."

Wangjiang Tower is located in Beizhou, so the practitioners who watch the battle are naturally the most.

Three thousand martial arts, swords, swords, palms, fists, and guns have been respected as the five major martial arts since ancient times. The most practitioners have practiced these five major martial arts, among which the two swords and swords are the most.

There are naturally many kendo practitioners present.

I was naturally extremely excited to be able to watch this battle at one of the peaks of swordsmanship.

"Chen Hui, it's Ximen Feng and the other two." Shi Bingxu said with a frown slightly, "As far as I know, Ximen Feng has already broken through the ninth-level Tianwu Master and is strong, but I'm afraid he is not the opponent of Dongfang Hen."

"I think so too. Dongfang He is arrogant and domineering, but his strength is recognized. The number one kendo generation in Beizhou is not a false reputation." Kang Sheng said in a serious tone, 'His battle with Dongfang He no longer represents not only an individual, but also a young cultivator of our entire Dongzhou, especially a kendo cultivator.'

After saying that, he glanced at Chen Hui and Kang Sheng knew that when he was a sixth-level Tianwu Master, he could already defeat Wang Zhonglong and the other three. Now that he broke through the eighth-level Tianwu Master, Chen Hui's strength would definitely be stronger.

It is hard to say that among the kings, the dragon and the three.

"There are three thousand martial arts, and the martial arts geniuses are countless like the genius of the Continental Sand. This Eastern hatred can stand on the swordsmanship of the Northern Prefecture, which is not a minor matter." Qin Daoyu said.

"Captain, do you think so too?" Wu Di asked.

"The realm of King Zhonglong has not been improved, but his strength has risen by two levels, between the limit and the invincible ninth-level heavenly martial artist." Chen Hui nodded and said.

"Then why did Wang Zhonglong win?" Wu Tian said excitedly.

"This level is enough to rank among the top 50 among the young generation of Dongzhou." Kang Sheng said, 'However, Dongfang hatred should be stronger, and he is probably the invincible ninth-level heavenly martial artist.'

"Hiss!" Xiang Yu and others gasped.

"The invincible ninth-level heavenly martial artist is powerful?" Wu Di opened his mouth and said, "Then he can compete with the powerful Xuanwu Master."

"Yes, at least you can fight against those second-level Xuanwu masters with weak foundations." Chen Hui nodded and said, "The strength of Dongfanghen is improving very quickly."

"I heard that he has obtained the sword-tracking inheritance of a high-level Xuanwu master." Kang Sheng said with a frown.

"So that's it." Chen Hui nodded slightly. The high-level Xuanwu Master is a person standing at the peak in the entire Shenwu Continent. Even if it is just a seventh-level Xuanwu Master, it is still a overlord. It is naturally a great possibility to obtain the inheritance of this level.

"Invincible ninth-level Tianwu Master? Haha, the number of young generation in my Dongzhou is probably no more than twenty." Yan Shisan said with a wry smile.

Upon hearing this, everyone was silent.

For hundreds of years, the Dongzhou cultivation world has shown a weak state, and it is worse than the previous generation.

The root of all this is that Dongzhou lost two Qianlong Ranking competitions.

Therefore, Liu Xinghe attaches great importance to this Qianlong List competition, hoping that Chen Hui can represent Wanhua Sect to compete, because this is the last chance for Dongzhou. It is hard to imagine that if Dongzhou cannot enter the top three in this Qianlong List competition, the spiritual energy of the heaven and earth will fall to.

Simply put, Dongzhou is the current yellow flower yesterday, and it requires great perseverance and staunch people to work hard to change this situation.

"The King of Dragon is about to lose." Chen Hui stood at the end of the building, with his hands on his back, his clothes fluttering, and his eyes flashed with a splendor.

"So fast?" Kang Sheng and others were shocked and looked at each other.

I saw that the dragon of King Zhonglong had indeed shown his defeat, and he had almost only the ability to resist and no backhand power.

"A night of autumn wind blows flat!"

Dongfang Hen's mouth curled a mocking sneer, and the snow-white teeth exposed emitted a cold light. He soared into the sky, and the sound of the sword immediately sounded like a peerless magic sword that left his body, emitting his wind light at this moment.

With a buzzing sound, a circle of colors that seemed to fall with dead leaves spread out, and suddenly the world seemed to change in color, just like autumn is coming.

This is the artistic conception of autumn!

"Huh! Huh! Huh!"

The sword in his palm swept out like a zodiac, like riding a horse across the plain, with the rumbling sound endlessly.

With a "bang", Wang Zhonglong was swept out, and a wisp of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

“Wow——!”

Everyone was suddenly in an uproar. Unexpectedly, Wang Zhonglong, one of the three major swordsmen in Dongzhou, was defeated so quickly?

"It seems that there is no one in Dongzhou. Even the three major swordsmen in Dongzhou were defeated so quickly. Dongfang Hen alone is enough to sweep all the sword cultivators of the young generation of Dongzhou."

"Yes, just Dongzhou, how can it be compared with my Beizhou?"

"Just a group of self-righteous guys, the so-called three swordsmen in Dongzhou are just self-confidence."

The practitioners in Beizhou are disdainful and show a proud look.

"The dragon of the king was defeated. Is it true that as they said, there is no one in my Dongzhou swordsmanship?"

"Wang Zhonglong, one of the three major swordsmen of the young generation of Dongzhou, did not expect to lose so quickly."

"Don't worry, there are Liu Jiansheng and Wang Zhonglong, maybe they can deal with Dongfanghen."

The practitioners present in Dongzhou, especially those of the swordsman, were extremely ashamed and more angry.

"Brother Wang."

Liu Jiansheng and Ximen Feng were both shocked. They never expected that Dongfang Hen's strength would grow so quickly.

"Hahaha, Wang Zhonglong, now do you know that Dongfang He is so powerful? How about it, give up the sword and admit defeat." Dongfang He looked at Wang Zhonglong proudly, just like a king looking at his subject.

"Don't think about it!" Wang Zhonglong glanced at Liu Jiansheng and the others and glanced at the cultivators around him. When he looked at the cultivators in Dongzhou who looked at his expectant eyes, he felt ashamed, knowing that he could not just admit defeat, because today, he represented Dongzhou.

"Cyan Dragon Slash!"

He roared, and the green light in his body rose like a sea of ​​fog, and the sword in his hand was filled with clouds.

"And!" With a huge dragon sound, a green dragon soared out of the sky, wandering around, rushing towards Dongfanghen with his teeth and claws.

"Do you think you can defeat me with this move? Now I will tell you that all this is your fantasy. I, Dongfang He, want to tear him ruthlessly." Dongfang He raised a sneer on the corner of his mouth, looked down on everything, and showed his majestic aura.
Chapter completed!