If Chen Guhong's sword light is brighter than the bright moon stars, it will snatch the charm. Then the white sword light completely covers the bright moon stars in the sky.

It seemed as if the colors in the sky and the ground were all dim, and only I was a bright white color.

As Bai Zheng waved his sword, a brilliant and cold sword energy surged into the sky. He attacked Chen Guhong, not only crushing the earth along the way, but also overwhelmed the earth and creaked.

Even thin borneols formed along the way, and a splendid white mist full of murderous intent rose, which was particularly terrifying like a dream.

There is a kind of person who is born as the god in the sword, and I am the only one in heaven and earth.

Bai Zheng was born into a wealthy family from the world for generations. When he was one year old, he grabbed a wooden sword. He started practicing swords from his father at the age of three, and at the age of five, he had amazing sword skills.

After the age of ten, I visited famous teachers and sharpened my sword skills.

At the age of thirteen, he was already invincible in the world. After the world was invincible, it was not loneliness, but lively. Geniuses and heroes from all over the world came to challenge him. He always refused everyone and stood at the peak for many years.

The number one in Jiangzuo is just one of them.

As the more masters he faces, the more outstanding his sword skills and the higher his knowledge. It can be said that the sword moves in the world are imprinted in his heart.

There is no sword technique he has never seen before, or a sword technique he will not imitate, even the Shui family's Shiyue sword technique is the same. Everything has created his grand and madness that is the only one.

There is no one in the world who dares not move the sword, even King Qi who is involved with him now.

His code of conduct is to speak with force. The first action is to crush, changing one action or crush, and changing one action is to crush it.

Going eastward, kneeling at his feet were countless heroes and endless heroes.

His myth is made up of the blood of these endless heroes and heroes, the throne of the gods made of bones, and the steel that has been tempered for thousands of times. Chen Guhong only debuted for a year and relied on the mystery of his soul to enter the myth.

In terms of hardship, it is far worse than Bai Zheng.

So in Bai Zheng's eyes, Chen Guhong's youth is very obvious. Compared with Chen Guhong's powerful and heroic spirit, his swordsmanship is like a baby toddler, which is particularly ridiculous.

Expectations turn into disappointment, which is the anger of the strong.

"Why are you so weak?"

Seeing howling, it seemed like a roar of anger in roar, and the roar of God was like a prison.

"Senior Brother is angry. This is the first time I have seen Senior Brother so angry." Chen Zhengran was a top swordsman, but under the face of this god-like pressure, he still felt a trembling.

However, he was not ashamed, but became more and more awe of Yu Bai Zheng's strength.

So in his heart, Bai is invincible, even the so-called book and swordsman are the same.

Chen Guhong also felt his youthfulness and felt ridiculous about his thoughts.

"I originally thought that sword technique was nothing more than sword technique, but I originally thought that I had already realized the essence of sword technique and became the god of the sword. I also stood at a high place and looked at all living beings."

"I thought that Bai Zheng was the same realm, so the winner was only between five or five. But it turned out that there was a mountain with a height. There was no highest, only higher."

If there is a choice, Chen Guhong really doesn't want to fight with him. Unfortunately, he has no choice but to retreat at this moment. If he retreats, he can only become the tyrant of King Qi or Emperor Tianqi.

"Although I am young, I also have the courage to fight." Facing the tough figure, the only thing Chen Guhong can compete with is the courage to fight.

A person with peerless courage can even open up a mountain, even Yugong.

So in the face of this gorgeous and powerful sword energy, Chen Guhong's thought in an instant was not to retreat. Instead, he faced difficulties. Courage burst into his heart, and fighting with his back was not despair, but to be brave.

"Kill" Chen Guhong wield his bamboo stick hard, and entangled with the ghost energy of the high village inside the stick into a powerful force. He swung out the strongest sword move to shake the undefeated myth.

"bump"

With the roar, the sword energy produced by Chen Guhong shattered, while the sword energy produced by Bai Zheng was only a slight turn, and the momentum was endless.

"Swish"

The sword energy passed by, and the black hair near Chen Guhong's left shoulder was cut off. The moment it fell, it was broken into dust that was invisible to the naked eye by the powerful sword energy. The clothes on the left shoulder were broken, and a shallow wound was printed on it. Although the wound was very shallow, red blood was flowing out.

Chen Guhong was indeed injured.

The red blood is particularly gorgeous and ridiculous. At least in Chen Zhengran's opinion, it is very ridiculous.

"What kind of myths in the world? I was hurt in one move, and I even made a big talk to kill us. It's ridiculous." Chen Zhengran was laughing. Although it would only make him feel even more embarrassed when he took Bai Zheng's move by himself, he would not think about this, but only thought about Chen Guhong's big talk and arrogant.

The red blood fell into Bai Zheng's eyes, but it was not ridiculous, but angry. His ruthless cheeks became even colder, and the flames of anger were burning in those eyes.

"Weak, weak, too weak." Bai Zheng's anger was burning, and the sword he swung was even more violent.

"Swish swish swish swish"

Bai Zheng's right arm moved in a row, as if he was swinging his sword at will, extremely messy. But each sword was just right, and each sword was like a stroke of magic, tying one by one, forming a continuous sword move.

In the fierce cold air, there is endless fire of anger.

Powerful, powerful, powerful

Just like Bai Zheng gives people the feeling that the sweeter the wine is. The more it is uncovered the mysterious veil, the more it appears the powerful god in the sword inside.

Facing this powerful sword move that seemed to be wielding casually, Chen Guhong knew that he was defeated, and the only thing he could fight was courage.

Only by leaving aside my heart and fighting with you, only by going deep into it to understand his strength. I can be reborn in blood and become stronger than him. I must become stronger than him, otherwise I will be as Fei Zaizhan said, not only will I die in defeat, but I will also be killed in the nine clans.

Chen Guhong was blocking, and he tried his best to resist.

The Shui family's Xiyue sword technique, listening to Zhuyin in the mountains of the Zhu family, he used all his strength to be full of courage, wielding the sword technique that was even ridiculous to the eyes of the God of Swords, and fought with all his strength.

But the powerful sword technique is powerful after all. Faced with this casual sword after sword, Chen Guhong tried his best to resist, but he also retreated step by step.

One step is one zhang, and one step is one hundred zhang.

Blood must gush every step, and there must be a loud bang in every step, and the clothes will break. After a hundred feet back, Chen Guhong was already spitting blood in his mouth, his whole body was covered with wounds, and his clothes were almost turned into strips of cloth.

Not to mention being elegant, even beggars are inferior.

If he still has the spirit, then only his eyes are his, which are still full of fighting spirit, full of indomitableness, and full of courage.

An invisible great power and an unyielding will support Chen Guhong not fleeing in the panic, he did not kneel down and beg for mercy to lick, and he did not follow the will of heaven to beg for mercy. It will not be continued.
Chapter completed!