The reason why Korean Wen dares to be so arrogant is that he has something to rely on. Although he is not the kind of person who has a very high talent in martial arts and is very easy to learn martial arts. Even so, his understanding and insight into martial arts are by no means comparable to others;

He has seen too many martial arts, including top martial arts, especially Taoist Wuchen's swordsmanship and his swordsmanship are almost of the same origin. How could he not know the weaknesses?

Fighting with Taoist Wuchen was actually a catalysis of his swordsmanship, which benefited him a lot, and he said: "The first move";

Han Wen's figure flashed, but a single sword stabbed out was changing in a lot of ways. A long sword came and went, like a ghost and a charm, and it was elusive.

"Swish!";

Suddenly, the Han Wen robe robe flapped, and the long sword trembled continuously, and he stabbed a sword at an almost impossible angle. The sword came quickly, the sword was like light and light, and the trajectory was unpredictable;

This sword has a faint shadow of "Three Entry to Hell" among the three swords of Abidao, but it is different. It is more about Han Wen's own understanding of the sword intent, which is an incomplete trick. A flying star in the sword was already three feet away in one flash.

Taoist Wuchen looked solemn, and his body suddenly moved, but it was the light move of the Spiral Nine Shadows. His body was circling and moving in a very small space, but it was extremely agile. With a palm, the fiery breath of the Tianxuan Palm came to his face and headed straight for the Han Wen's face.

Han Wen frowned, and he didn't expect that Taoist Wuchen was arrogant enough, so he was actually ready to kill him within three moves. He immediately used his backhand to block the game with a sword.

At the same time, Han Wen flew away, and the long sword kept swimming in the process of flying back, like a crawling long snake, following various strange arcs and trajectories, and radiating sword lights. This is not the end, the main thing is the last hand. With a swing of the sleeves of the robe, the sword energy shot out;

"Bobo!", it was like shattering bubbles. The energy was shattered one after another under the guidance of the long sword. Taoist Wuchen twisted his body strangely. Even so, a light blood mark was left on his left palm. He was shocked in his heart and said suspiciously: "What kind of sword technique is this?"

Han Wen also used a sword technique casually. He closed his eyes and ignored Taoist Wuchen's words, as if he was experiencing the afterglow in it. After a long time, he smiled;

He had seen Feng Qingyang's Dugu Nine Swords before. During the swordsmanship in the past few days, he had also thought about the moves of Dugu Nine Swords, but he had never thought about it. However, he simulated some of the meanings, which was quite incredible.

Seeing that Han Wen had never answered, Taoist Wuchen was not angry, his body was still moving, and his expression was not changed. He hit him out again. Although the Tianxuan Palm was a masculine and rapid path, what was completely different from the fierce palm techniques of all sects in the world was that the changes in the palm techniques in this way were also magical, and they were never less than any exquisite kung fu. Moreover, it was very sinister, very much like the flame sword of the Tubo national master Jiumozhi in the Tianlong world.

The palm strike seemed ordinary, but Han Wen felt that there were twenty or thirty changes afterwards, each of which blocked his retreat, forcing him to face his sharp edge. He frowned and the long sword slashed out, bobobobobobo! As the energy burst out, a sword came from the air! The same was true for Taoist Wuchen, and his sword technique was also his strongest kung fu!

Han Wen's sword was crossed in the Kong and quickly blocked it. As the sound of Jin Tie clashing, his eyes suddenly sank, and with a loud roar, King Kong clenched his fist to attack;

boom!

The Taoist Wuchen's long sword broke and broke into countless iron pieces in the air. He couldn't help but slapped a few palms to dissolve Han Wen's fist strength and prevent Han Wen from sneak attacking. Even so, he was shocked to retreat. With every step back, a shallow footprint appeared on the hard rocks on the ground. This was because he introduced the energy into the ground.

"The second move! It seems that I have underestimated Zun Jia! Within three moves, I really may not be able to kill you!" Han Wen licked the corner of his lips, feeling a little overwhelmed. Taoist Wuchen's strength is really strong. I am afraid that Qiu Qianren, who is not as good as him in the iron palm, is worthy of being one of the strongest ones under the four silver medal winners! Awesome!

Taoist Wuchen looked at the bare hilt in his hand, his complex expression was complicated. After a while, he narrowed his eyes and was indeed a little discouraged and said in a stern voice: "You can't kill me within three moves, but it's hard for the old Taoist to survive five moves. Your kung fu... is very domineering! But! In terms of swordsmanship alone, the old Taoist thinks he is not inferior to anyone! I wonder if you agree?"

"Yes!" Han Wen nodded and said, "But that was before I came out! Just in terms of swordsmanship, I am the strongest one! Hahaha! Since today's thing starts with swords, let's end it with swords! The Yueyang Tower Sword Competition! It might as well become a beautiful story in the world! However! It seems that only the winners are qualified to accept praise!"

"That's the point!" Taoist Wuchen nodded, turned around, bowed to the masters of all walks of life, and said, "I wonder which martial arts colleague is willing to lend the sword in his hand to the old Taoist? If he doesn't die today, he will be rewarded in the future!"

"Senior! Next!" Before he finished speaking, someone threw a sword. The sword was three feet three long, the shark skin sheath, the antique yuxiang slightly pulled out the three-inch sword body. The cold light exploded. He reached out and flicked it gently. The sword body buzzed continuously. Taoist Wuchen exclaimed: "Good sword! Korean! You dare to fight!"

In admiration, Taoist Wuchen jumped over and flew to the top of Yueyang Tower, pointing directly at Korean, and inviting the battle!

Han Wen laughed, he is such a good opponent! Very good! Very good! He felt relieved, and he slightly pointed his feet, but he also flew up and shouted, "Why don't you dare? Take my move! Buddha Wusheng! Hahaha!"

"boom--!";

The swords were transformed into thousands! The light was shining, the sword energy was flying, and a black Buddha who fell from the sky was kind and kind, and the sound of the Buddha like a big bell was blown away in an instant, and the rubble on the roof of Yueyang Tower was blew all over the sky, but it would soon be crushed into powder by the Buddha composed of this sword energy and landed downstairs, which caused everyone to exclaim and hurriedly retreat, not daring to move forward.

"Good sword technique!" Taoist Wuchen praised. He was about to the top of the roof of the building, and his body flew up several feet in a row. The long sword waved out with his backhand. He sprinkled cold stars and broke the sword with a sword. Both sides were fast swords, so naturally they had to face each other and could not tolerate any difference!

Facing the mighty Buddha Wusheng, Taoist Wuchen faced the sword forward and waved his sword out. In the sharp and short sword sound, the sword energy transformed into silver lights, spreading densely on the void. In the blink of an eye, forty-nine swords were stabbed out! This was almost his peak sword that he had never seen before!

Regardless of the speed of the sword technique, the change in the sword force, or the strength of the sword energy, they have reached a height that has never been before. The silver-bright sword light flew into the sky, almost reflecting the entire Yueyang Tower, with a layer of silver aura.

"Good come! It's wonderful!" Han Wen has never competed with someone like this in his sword technique. He was filled with passion and joy. Wusheng Buddha was beaten into a sieve by the silver sword energy of Taoist Wuchen. The two sword energy collided. Yueyang Tower suddenly shook and the tiles fell down. It was indeed quite terrifying.

Taoist Wuchen and Han Wen both retreated several feet away, looking at each other silently, feeling the strength of each other;

After a long time, Taoist Wuchen shouted lightly, but another sword stabbed out. The sword light was like a breeze, like lightning, and a thunderbolt across the sky, like a thunderbolt, making the dim sky white, like a place where silver snow was built in ice and silver jade - "Chasing the wind and chasing the moon!"

The name of this sword is to chase the wind and the moon! It is like thunder, like a galloping horse! It rushes to kill Han Wen!

If it is normal, Korean can use Vajra Hand or Ice Palm to avoid all this, and even if it is not good, they can rely on the arrogant speed of the electric light to walk. But now, they are in the sword competition! If he hides, he will lose! If he loses to Taoist Wuchen, what kind of face will he still fight for the world's number one position?

"Open it for me!" Han Wen's eyes turned red slightly, and when he stepped on his feet, the roof of Yueyang Tower suddenly collapsed!

Han Wen was flying with his sword, and a sword turned into a lightning in his hand, and a dazzling cold light flashed through the sky. The light came so fast and so sharp that it was hard to defend against. When the cold light flashed, he had already passed directly from the sword energy of Taoist Wuchen, and was approaching. The extremely domineering fast sword stabbed Wuchen's throat!

Taoist Wuchen responded very quickly. With a horizontal sword blocking, a backhand was a sword. Two people met in close combat and weapons fought, making a crisp sound. They were all carrying their left hand and using the sword in their right hand to fight. Fast! Extremely fast! No one in the world can have such a fast sword again!

Suddenly, the two jumped off Yueyang Tower and fell towards Dongting Lake. The onlookers were obsessed with it and hurriedly followed him. However, Han Wen had just attacked Liang Ziwen and the ice-cold palm that frozen the lake surface of Dongting Lake. The two were fighting fiercely on the ice surface, fighting for which was faster and whose sword was more tricky!

"Boom...", the ice surface exploded, and the water column soared into the sky like a white dragon. Han Wen and Wuchen Taoist stood on two pieces of solid ice, looking at each other from afar;

After a long time, Han Wen, who was injured in a sword on his chest, fell down first, but he smiled and squatted on the ice and gasped quickly. He pointed to Taoist Wuchen and said, "I will write down your name on my flag with your blood! Taoist Wuchen! I will remember you!"

"You won!" In the light voice, Taoist Wuchen fell to the ground dejectedly, blood was gurgling, and bright flowers bloomed on the ice! His left chest was pierced by Han Wen's sword! Because Han Wen's sword was indeed faster than his! He lost! There was no regret at all, and he went with a smile!

Han Wen smiled, looked down at his chest, reached out and lit it a few times, stopping the flow of blood, and the lightning quickly passed through the water of Dongting Lake, leaving only ripples, carrying the body of Taoist Wuchen on his shoulders and jumped to the shore quickly.

"He is very strong! What a pity! I am stronger!" Han Wen sighed, and he really dipped his fingers in the blood on the body of Taoist Wuchen and wrote his name on his banner! He won't be able to fight all over the world, and he is the only one in the world! This is the first name to be written! But it is definitely not the last one!

The Yueyang Tower sword contest caused a sensation in the entire world! The name of the world's number one sword spread like wildfire! If the person who defeated Han Wen before could not show his identity, then Taoist Wuchen's defeat and death was indeed shocking! Especially Han Wen defeated him with his strongest swordsman!

It is said that in the Yueyang Tower, Taoist Wuchen, who was once known as unparalleled swordsman, and Han Wen, who was recently accused of the world of martial arts, fought and left with the fierce sword energy and the brilliant light. Even people saw it several miles away from Dongting Lake... In fact, these are all rumors and blew up. However, Han Wen's battle was indeed famous in one battle and was extremely popular!

Even the leaders of the Iron Palm Gang, the sword demon Zheng Si, the Kongtong Sect and other famous celebrities all spoke, saying that they would make an appointment to fight Han Wen! In fact, they were simply thinking of using Korean as a whetstone. After all, these people are all ambitious people, and they all look forward to defeating the East Evil and the West Poison, the South Emperor and the North Beggar, the four masters in the world, just like Wang Chongyang back then, who won the No. 1 person in the world!

At this time, Han Wen was bandaging his wound in a broken yard. Looking at the northern beggar Hong Qigong who had been lying on his way, he couldn't help but raise his lips and said, "You are still the leader of the Beggar Gang. The world's five great masters. The northern beggar Hong Qigong, you are so cowardly! So what if you fight me? Hum? Can you die?"

"I don't know if I die, but you will tear off my old bone!" Hong Qigong sat on the ground, leaning against the door on the side, and said, "I have to say, I still underestimate you. With your sword skills alone, you are no less than anyone in the world!"

"But what I want to do is the best in the world!" Han Wen smiled helplessly: "I must defeat everyone! Obtain this title! Otherwise... the consequences are very serious! Let's talk to you seriously, let's fight? Only do competitions, not life and death! Let me see if your Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms and Dog Beating Stick Technique are powerful enough!"

"You won!" Hong Qigong was like an old thug. Before he could fight, he admitted defeat. Then he smelled it around with his nose that was more erect than a dog, and said in admiration: "It smells so good! Not to mention that Liang Ziweng is not very good, but the big viper he raised is indeed good! Well! Good! It's great! If you let this girl cook for me every day and beat me to death, I'm willing!"

"She? I can't command it! The daughter of Dongxie Huang Yaoshi!" Han Wen said: "Your old opponent! Of course! He will come here soon! Among the seven or eight strongest people in the world, I don't know if it's Dongxie Huang Yaoshi Huang Yaoshi or the Western Poison Ouyang Feng who came first! I've been waiting for it for a long time!" (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, the novel is better and faster!
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