Congratulations, Wangmeng Zall defeated Ji Yinyin and Jiang Muqing and gained two points."

A voice echoed in the sky.

An Bulang raised his head, with a look of surprise on his face: "They are actually out? And it's the King's League. These guys can't get along with my Lang League, right?"

"Yin Yin and Mu Qing are also true. If they were good Voldemort, they wouldn't be bullied by these bastards. Alas, why are you so wasteful..."

An Bulang didn't think they earned a lot of points, but he thought it was worth it.

After all, it doesn't matter if you accumulate points or not. They, Langmeng, don't have to take first place.

However, just because An Bulang doesn't want to get points doesn't mean that the points won't come to him on their own.

Just like now...

Zheng!

A brilliant sword light fell from the sky.

The earth was shattered by the sword energy.

The sky-blue black sword pierced the ground, setting off a majestic sword energy, blocking An Bulang's path.

A handsome man with an imposing manner like a sword soaring straight into the sky came stepping into the void.

"It's you who killed Tang Luo, Lu Zhan, and Han Han from our Divine Sword Alliance?" The man was like a banished immortal descended from the sky, his aura was sharp, and his tone was majestic and calm as he spoke.

An Bulang looked at the man in the air and smiled faintly: "Yes, I did it. What do you think?"

The man's body floated down, his toes tapped lightly on the Azure Black Sword, and he said: "As the number one seed in the Divine Sword Alliance, my juniors are not as skilled as others. As a senior brother, I naturally have to set a good example for them, otherwise

Everyone in the world thinks that our Divine Sword Sect has no one."

That's right, it's none other than the top genius of the Divine Sword Sect, Su Zheng!

It goes without saying how to set a good example.

You must want to kill him in front of a hundred thousand monks!

When An Bulang heard this, he couldn't help but laugh: "I'm afraid it's just you."

Su Zheng said calmly: "I was born with a sword embryo. I started cultivating Taoism at the age of three. I defeated all the Mysterious Body Sword Cultivators in the Divine Sword Sect at the age of ten. I reached the peak of the Spirit Realm at the age of twenty-eight. At the age of eighty, I became invincible below the Divine Sea.

Even the senior brother who is already traveling at the peak of Tianyuan is no match for me. When I was 100 years old, I was awarded the title of Son of Swordsmanship of the Divine Sword Sect and became the representative of the Swordsmanship Sect!"

An Bulang was stunned by these words.

It was obviously a fight, why did you bring out your personal resume?

"Do you know what my current cultivation level is?" Su Zheng asked again.

"Eighth level of Tianyuan." An Bulang said.

Su Zheng smiled slightly and said: "When I was eighty years old, I was at the seventh level of Tianyuan. At that time, my senior brother at the peak of the Tianyuan realm was no longer my opponent. How strong do you think I am now at the eighth level of Tianyuan?"

The corner of An Bulang's mouth twitched slightly, as he asked this question...do you want me to praise you?

At this moment, a person appeared on the peaks on both sides at the same time.

A man with flowing white hair holds a crape myrtle sword, and the sword is glowing with stars.

A woman holds the Autumn Moon Sword, and her graceful figure emerges gracefully from under her gorgeous skirt. As the sword moves, a full moon seems to fall on the sword body, shrouding it with a layer of full moon light.

Sword Cultivator Chu Tianhui and Qu Miaozhu.

They are also sword cultivators at the eighth level of Tianyuan, and are the strongest beings in the Divine Sword Alliance besides Su Zheng!

At this time, the monks outside the venue were already excited.

"When the top combat power of the Excalibur Alliance meets An Bulang, will they be able to create a different spark?" Ye Liuli's voice was loud and clear.

"Su Zheng, Chu Tianhui, Qu Miaozhu, each of them is not easy to mess with. If they join forces, who can stop them? An Bulang's wisest decision at this time is to run away and avoid their attacks.

After meeting up with Yun Qingyu and Mo Shi, we will start a team battle." Chen Duanya said what everyone thought was the most correct decision.

Everyone also looked at the young man in white who was surrounded, looking forward to his next move.

However, to everyone's expectation, An Bulang glanced at the sword cultivators stationed at the two peaks and showed no intention of running away. Instead, he asked with some interest: "Do you want to come together?"

"Having three people come together to deal with you is an insult to my swordsmanship. They are standing there just to prevent you from escaping, that's all." Su Zhenghe spoke calmly, as if he was stating a fact.

An Bulang smiled again and said, "Okay, come here."

"You can defeat the three geniuses of our Divine Sword Sect in a row, so you must be strong, so you don't blame me for being too harsh." Su Zheng said calmly.

The majestic and awe-inspiring true meaning of the sword began to rise into the sky.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth resonates.

A handful of pale gold sword energy condensed in the void, forming hundreds of flying swords in the blink of an eye. The powerful edge of the sword energy even tore ravines into the earth before the flying swords were launched.

"The light from the sky! Go!"

Su Zheng put his fingers together like swords, like the master of swords, and pointed at An Bulang in the distance.

In an instant, streaks of sword light tore through the sky and stabbed towards the boy in white.

An Bulang also started to move, ignoring the sword energy.

Boom boom boom!!

The golden sword qi thorn fell on An Bulang's body, as if it collided with the hardest magic weapon. The sword body could not withstand the strong hardness of the physical body, and was shaken by the force of the rebound and exploded.

"What? This physical strength..." Su Zheng's expression changed drastically.

At this time, An Bulang had already rushed in front of Su Zheng with countless sword energies. His fists were blasted out like cannonballs, and the air became distorted by this punch!

Su Zheng was worthy of being the swordsman son of the Divine Sword Sect. He reacted very quickly. The Azure Black Sword under his feet suddenly flew in front of him, and the sword energy exploded and condensed into a shield.

boom!!

The majestic fist force formed a shock wave that spanned the distance, and actually shattered the sword energy shield in an instant.

Su Zheng held the sword with both hands and retreated for hundreds of meters before he stopped the force of his fist.

At this time, An Bulang had already punched him for the second time!

Su Zheng held the Azure Mysterious Sword in his hand and immediately used his true kendo power. The blade burst out with azure sword light, like a waterfall falling from the sky and falling towards An Bulang.

Hanging Sky Qinghe Sword Technique!

An Bulang's second punch seemed to hit a waterfall with great potential. The endless power of the sword made him take several steps back.

"Oh? It's interesting."

An Bulang's eyes brightened slightly, and he punched Su Zheng again!

Before, it was just a casual punch.

Now for a serious punch!

"Very good! You are the first person who has the courage to take my sword with your fist!" Su Zheng's eyes narrowed, and the sharp and vast green sword energy slashed down again like a waterfall falling from the sky!

boom!!

It was as if a green waterfall really fell from the sky. At this moment, the earth collapsed and sank under the pressure of the terrifying kendo potential, and the most direct power acted on An Bulang's body.

An Bulang felt like his whole body had been crushed by the waterfall. If it were an ordinary Tianyuan realm monk here, he would have been crushed into blood foam by the waterfall at this moment.

However, An Bulang seemed not to be affected and continued to punch him seriously!

Bang!!!

The waterfall-like sword energy was punched out into a huge hole.

Su Zheng looked horrified, and he blocked the Azure Mysterious Sword in front of him. The force of the fist began to surge forward, and even passed through his Mysterious Sword's defense, and hit him.

"puff……"

Su Zheng's chest was dented and he vomited blood and flew backwards.

"What kind of boxing technique is this?!"

His heart was filled with shock.

"A serious punch in the wave style!"

An Bulang replied seriously, and then punched Su Zheng again!

A trace of the power of the earth is contained in the golden fist light, which is not only powerful but also ethereal.

This punch can shake a mountain!!

Su Zheng even felt a death threat from this punch.

He did not hesitate to use the strongest body protection technique: "Azure Ninth Level!"

The sword energy and sword intention merged to form a nine-layer azure sword energy curtain!

However, the golden fist light destroyed everything along the way, smashing the indestructible Azure Sword Qi Barrier layer by layer, and finally landed on Su Zheng's chest again, causing him to roll to the ground again.

"Ahem...poof..." Su Zheng was beaten to pieces by this punch. His whole body was in severe pain, and his face still had a look of disbelief. He didn't understand why a monk at the second level of Tianyuan was so powerful.

All the Tianyuan realm monks he met were more powerful...
To be continued...