“These people…”

Zhao Lian stood in Tianfu, his eyes flashed slightly, and a trace of shock appeared on his face.

Because the people in front of them are all as powerful as the older generation, they are astonishing as the gods.

The genius I saw before was not on the same level as these people, and at most they were the ones behind the woman.

But the woman in purple robe, even Zhao Lian himself, looked at her and her eyes couldn't help but show surprise.

"She is..." Zhao Lian's eyes were a little puzzled.

"The eldest princess of Daxia, the one next to it is Xia Wudi, the clan leader's opponent, the sword demon Li Zhanchen, the Tianshouzi Huang Zhen, and the Mu family leader Mu Tian, ​​but unfortunately the clan leader's friend Li Si has not arrived..."

He Daming explained: "These people are all Daxia geniuses who can compete with the patriarch..."

When gathered in the same place, He Daming looked excited. These are the geniuses of Daxia.

The genius among the geniuses is his clan leader, who suppresses several people by one.

Zhao Lian's eyes were slightly stunned, and the people in front of him were all powerful.

Even if it is Mu Tian, ​​his strength is the weakest, he still has the cultivation level of the fourth level of blood melting.

However, the most eye-catching thing is Xia Tianrongtong, even as a woman, she was attracted by Xia Tianrong.

And suddenly, a figure walked out from the ridge.

The appearance of this figure made everyone's expressions tighten, making Li Zhanchen stand up instantly.

Staring at the person coming.

"You're here."

"I am coming."

He An nodded. At this time, his fighting spirit was surging and he did not release it. It was precisely because of this that the sharp sword began to tremble with his arrival.

At this time, He An was like a swordsman, with a deserted sword on his back, and his entire body was full of nothing.

The sword intent has already reached its peak in the body.

Seven great sword intents, Li Zhanchen's two sword intents were perfected, and nine great sword intents began to permeate the top of the peak with He An's arrival.

"It's been thirteen years, Changge has hid you for thirteen years. This time, it finally got what it wants." Li Zhanchen murmured, raising his hand to Changge in his hand, without any sharpness, but He An's pupils also shrank slightly.

Because Li Zhanchen's momentum changed, it changed like a sharp sword.

For this battle, He An raised everything he could to the limit.

The seven swords are intent perfected, the sword body of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths is perfect, and the Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect is first created.

Everything is just to fight Li Zhanchen in front of me.

He thought about this battle and was full of fighting spirit.

"In this battle, I will not give in to the court, raise my hands without mercy, and I will unsheath the sheath, and I will die without regrets." Li Zhanchen looked firm and looked at He An silently.

For this battle, he prepared too much. Changge never set out his sword. Even if he fought with Dugu Jian, he was injured or at a disadvantage, he did not set out his sword.

Changge was unsheathed for only one person.

If you die in battle, there will be no resentment or hatred.

He has been waiting for this battle for too long.

For him, it is a battle of life and death.

Only by putting aside life and death can the other party see his strongest side. Otherwise, how can he be worthy of the person in front of him for thirteen years?

Li Zhanchen's words also made Mo Yange come to the Yuanjian Sect, and they all looked silent. Li Zhanchen's decision could not be changed.

The others were also pondering, even if it was Zhao Lian, there was a silence in front of him.

"I have been raising the enemy for thirteen years, just for one battle, Li Zhanchen should not disappoint the clan leader." Chen Zheng stood on the Tianfu, watching the two people standing below, and the top of Tiandong was their stage.

His heart was also burning at this time.

A swordsman who has been dug for too long.

An enemy that has been cultivated for a long time.

Finally, at this moment, we will fight.

" Raise the enemy?" Zhao Lian listened to Chen Zheng's murmuring and looked at He Daming in confusion.

"The clan leader is too lonely. No one among his peers can fight, so the clan leader has trained many opponents." He Daming explained that he learned too much about He An's past from Chen Zheng and from the old clan leader.

“……”

Zhao Lian was speechless for a while, and there was such a thing as raising an enemy.

But when he thought of the age of the clan leader, he was silent. In his early twenties, with such strength, even if he was a peer from Wanshan, who could block the clan leader's sword?

Not to mention letting the patriarch fight happily.

At this time, four figures appeared and landed beside Mo Yange.

"Luckily I didn't come late." Nan Mo glanced at He An, then looked at Li Zhanchen.

The first-class Zhuanghe rank, and the sixth-class melting blood rank, are even comparable to her realm.

Li Zhanchen's realm is even higher than her.

Nan Mo glanced at the crowd, his eyes fell on Xia Wudi, and said nothing.

That's absolutely extremely strong, even stronger than the Nanmo.

It seems that you not only cultivated an opponent, Xia Wudi, but also Dugu Jian...

Nan Mo muttered in his heart, and finally her eyes fell on Xia Tianrong. She suddenly frowned slightly, but she let go in an instant.

"He An has a sixth grade of blood melting? The seven sword intent is perfect, this..." Fei Hong's eyes jumped. Such cultivation speed really shocked him.

Tang Chen and Yang Xu also looked at each other, and their eyes were full of horror.

He An grew up too fast. When he first met, he had just melted blood in half a step, but now he has already melted blood in the sixth grade. With He An's combat power, he is obviously extraordinary.

The momentum is surging.

However, none of the four people who came spoke.

The disciples of Tianluomen also kept silent because the momentum that He An and Li Zhanchen silently showed made them look at each other. It was really terrifying that it could not be more terrifying. Any of them facing one of them would probably be difficult to block a sword.

“Life is long, one after another.”

He An silently stretched out his hand, pulled out the sword on his back, and looked at Li Zhanchen lightly. At this time, his fighting spirit became stronger and stronger.

Life is very long, who will accompany him in the mountains and rivers, and who will accompany him in the wind and snow.

And the people in front of him at least make him feel that life is not lonely.

If you have nothing to do, you will fight together with you if you have something to do.

Grow together if you have something to do.

At least he feels that life is not lonely, and there are these people accompanying him on the road of life.

Li Zhanchen did not draw the sword, but directly held the sword in one hand.

He An was so excited that he reached the peak of his fighting spirit, but suddenly, he took out a pot of wine, opened the bottle cap, and drank it all in one go.

The fighting spirit is surging, how can we not be without wine?

When he was slightly drunk, the feeling of freedom and unrestrainedness was what he really wanted.

"war..."

He An swung the wine pot and moved his body. He was like a sword, breaking through the sky, and instantly approaching him.

Three feet of green hair, drunken shadows are like rainbows.

Li Zhanchen also moved, Changge was unsheathed, and the entire top of Tiandong was instantly filled with two powerful auras, completely open-minded battles.

Li Zhanchen, the seventh grade of blood melting, He An, the sixth grade of blood melting.

When the two men fought, the sword intent instantly spread and spread across the world.

"Take them back."

Xia Tianrong looked at the Tianluomon's genius as if he was about to fall from afar when the sword intent of the two men collided, which made her shout lightly.

In an instant, the old woman took a group of disciples back, and there was a great terror on the top of the peak. Even if it was the old woman's strength, she felt a tingling skin when facing the sword intent of these two people.

The hibernating dragon sleeps in a panic, and the whistling thousands of mountains.

At this time, He An and Li Zhanchen were like crazy dragons awakened, hitting the sky from the ground to the sky and from the sky to the ground.

One move, one sword, one sword.

They are all wrapped in the sword intent of great success, with unparalleled internal energy. The aftermath of the sword energy hit the top of Tiandong one or three feet, and dust flew.

With the strong wind, the battle...the real battle.

"Cheer, come again..." Although He An's strength has not broken through the seventh grade of the melting blood, his sword energy has replenished the gap at this level.
To be continued...