Zongwu: My Proficiency Panel

Chapter 192 Unnamed Swordsmanship vs. One Sword

between mountains and rivers.

On the majestic and majestic mountain, where the General Altar of the Supreme Alliance is located, on the thousands of steep stairs, people have fallen down like candied gourds, and the heart-pounding screams spread from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain On the ground, it was like ghosts crying and howling wolves one after another.

The members of the Supreme Alliance, who are usually proud and arrogant, are now terrified, as if they are facing an enemy.

Countless swords and soldiers shone like two intertwined silver long dragons on the thousands of steps, and the black congregation of the Supreme Alliance fanned out from bottom to top, forming a pincer shape, encircling the entire area in the middle. A man in white robe and fox fur moved slowly after him.

This is simply an incredible scene.

Countless members of the Supreme Alliance, who were frightened by the rumors of the people in the Jianghu, were so intimidated by a single person that they besieged and did not attack.

Even many people's expressions were full of fear and astonishment.

It is not difficult to kill a person, but it is even easier to hurt a person.

But to injure thousands of people so easily like the white-robed man in front of him, and make these thousands of people not only not die, but also completely lose their combat effectiveness... This ability to precisely control power is even more inspiring. Cold, invincible.

This white-robed man is naturally Zhang Danfeng, the martial arts myth of the Song Dynasty in the past.

His pair of deep eyes, which seemed cold but not cold, warm but not warm, revealed a seven-point majesty in the three-point indifference, looking at the endless enemies in all directions.

The knives, swords and halberds reflecting the sunlight swayed on his face like a cold light, which made people shiver more than the cold winter wind, but it couldn't affect him at all.

A group of Supreme Alliance masters surrounded by him were all wounded at the moment, and even under the inexplicable power of this person who was obviously not strong but oppressed people breathlessly, they were all fighting in two directions.

They have lost their fighting spirit, and even have the desire to escape.

Up to this moment in the war, the military strength and the large number of people that the Supreme League is proud of have suffered a crushing defeat in front of this person, but the leader of the Wulin League, Yu Tian, ​​who was supposed to preside over the overall situation, has not appeared for a long time, which inevitably makes the already Everyone in the Supreme League who lost their fighting spirit was panicked.

"I'm here today to trouble Meng Chixing alone. I don't want to kill anyone. Everyone, let's get out of the way."

Zhang Danfeng looked indifferently at the frightened but still stubborn faces in front of him. He kept moving forward and went up a step every time he uttered a word, forcing the besieged people to step back involuntarily.

Among the crowd in the distance, Liao Ru, who was wearing a scholar's robe, looked panicked and puzzled, holding a goose feather fan to cover half of his face and hid in the crowd.

I couldn't help but my heart was trembling with tension, I looked back from time to time to the highest place on the top of the towering mountain, the palace that soared into the sky.

"Official leader, why don't you come out after everyone else has hit the house! Ren Qianxing, why are you missing?"

At the time when Liao Rushen was in awe and fear, Zhang Danfeng had really climbed onto the vast martial arts training ground of the Supreme League General Altar.

"stop!"

At this moment, a clear whistle came from the other side of the mountain path, and a young man who looked 25 or [-] years old with a resolute look led a large group of Supreme League masters to charge towards Zhang Danfeng's direction.

"Ren Qianxing!"

"It's Hall Master Ren!"

The many helpers of the Supreme League seem to have found the backbone in an instant, and they are all overjoyed.

Ren Qianxing, as the only disciple Yu Tian, ​​the head official of the Supreme League, has accepted over the years, and the only head of the Supreme League who has been entrusted with important tasks. Although he is young, he has the best martial arts aptitude Knowing the true biography of the leader of the clan, relying on the power of the dragon to fight for the supreme alliance, he has won a lot of territory in a few years.

At this time, seeing Ren Qianxing leading the crowd to kill, everyone under his command is also a master of martial arts with a strong lineup, the people surrounding Zhang Danfeng immediately moved quickly, and all of them mustered up their courage to shout the knives and swords that were closed like pincers, shining with cold luster All the halberds went towards Zhang Danfeng to assassinate.

boom! ! ——

The same scene that happened countless times before happened suddenly.

A vortex of frantically surging sword energy circulated around Zhang Danfeng's body, like the eye of the hurricane. In the eye of the wind, Zhang Danfeng's robe remained motionless, and he just stepped forward flatly. The halberds were twisted away by the vortex of sword energy one after another, and even formed a terrifying explosion of sword energy.

In an instant, sword qi penetrated through the body, and the Supreme Alliance gang members who were the first to attack screamed and fell down.

Zhang Danfeng, who was strolling in the courtyard, put his hands behind his back, as if he hadn't made a move at all, the enemies all fell to the ground, really invincible.

"stop!"

Ren Qianxing yelled and killed, leaped over the fallen crowd, he couldn't help but draw his sword and slash, the scarlet sword energy condensed on the tip of the sword, and the sword of the outer emperor and the inner sage slashed out like this.

A sword separates the world!
Zhang Danfeng's eyes didn't fluctuate at all, but his footsteps paused slightly. The hurricane-like sword energy around his body slightly hooked the fingers of his hands behind his back, and the blazing white sword energy twisted into a roar and rushed across.

"Long" sound.

The blazing sword energy turned into a gust of bone-piercing wind, and the people on the ground around them were blown away three feet away.

Ren Qianxing only felt numbness in the tiger's mouth, suffocation in the heart, his blood was churning, and the sword that gathered all the power of his body was broken in an instant by the blazing sword energy, and even had the power to counterattack and attack the whole body, and his body was rushed away involuntarily Come, fell heavily to the ground, spit out a wave of blood.

And that white figure passed the crowd lightly and calmly as if without any effort, and walked straight to the palace overlooking the vast land and all living beings.

"Meng Chixing! How long are you going to avoid?"

"What should I do, except for Guan Yutian and Meng Chixing, no one in the huge Supreme Alliance can stop him..."

Liao Ru, who was only thirty feet away from Zhang Danfeng, was about to turn around and run away with a tangled expression, when suddenly there was a burst of loud and wild laughter in the magnificent palace.

The terrifying laughter is not only the sound, but also the extremely terrifying strength, like a dragon chant, full of majesty and domineering.

"Alliance!"

The moment all the dejected Supreme Alliance members heard this laughter, it was as if their bodies were filled with strength, and they all rekindled their fighting spirit.

After that terrible laughter, a majestic voice came out, like a tiger roaring, it paused every word.

"Zhang Danfeng! Your era is over. Since you have withdrawn from the arena, why do you want to come back? Could it be that you don't know that those who come back from the arena will end up with a bad end."

Zhang Danfeng's face was indifferent, with his hands behind his back, he said indifferently, "Once you enter the Jianghu, it is as deep as the sea. As long as you are still alive, who would dare to say quit the Jianghu? Guan Yutian, you are indeed an overlord, but today's grievances are due to the old man and Mongolia Chixing's grievances, are you sure you want to stop me?"

"Hehehe...hahahaha!"

The rampant and domineering laughter in the building once again stirred up a strong wind on the ground, and spread across the mountains, shaking people's ears and drums, and the momentum was frightening.

"Based on just one sentence, you want the lord to give way. Doesn't it seem that the lord is disrespectful? Besides, the god is not here. You came here uninvited, and you hurt so many of my subordinates. It's really embarrassing for me. Respect."

"Needless to say, you helped the evildoers and even arrested my disciples of the Tianshan sect. This account should be settled today."

Zhang Danfeng looked deeply at the palace, stepped forward, and walked away under Dao Dao's horrified eyes.

Everyone in the world knows that Guan Yutian is the number one expert under Meng Chixing in Mongolia, and even in order to help Meng Chixing practice magic skills, he sent people to arrest those masters and let him suck them. Before Meng Chixing is completely solved, Guan Yutian is A hurdle that cannot be bypassed.

One is the myth of martial arts in the past.

One is today's contemporary overlord.

What will happen to the collision of these two powerhouses?
"Zhang Danfeng!"

As Zhang Danfeng walked into the palace, he could see a figure in yellow sitting on the throne. Even after a distance of thirty feet, he could still feel the oppression of the other party's arrogance and dominance.

Guan Yutian was dressed in a yellow satin cotton dress, the satin was as smooth as a mirror, and it was outlined with gold threads, twisting and twisting, and embroidered with nine yellow dragons in the shape of stretching teeth and claws. People have the illusion that the force of a mad dragon is rushing toward their faces, and it is really overbearing.

If the Emperor Meng is the Ninth Five-Year Supreme of the Mongolian Kingdom, then Guan Yutian is the uncrowned king of the Mongolian rivers and lakes.

Zhang Danfeng has seen a lot of people in the past, especially a lot of geniuses, but this is the first time he has seen such a domineering and self-generated aura like the man in front of him. When it comes to domineering, it is still higher than many emperors he has seen , is simply a born overlord.

Zhang Danfeng took a closer look, but saw that the person in front of him had a head of black hair standing upright behind his head, full of heaven, thick eyebrows and narrow eyes, his eyebrows were as straight as two black dragons, his tail flew obliquely, straight into the temples, his cheeks were sharply carved, and his jaw was sharp. He has a black beard several inches long, and there is still a broken mustache on his lips.

And beside Guan Yutian, there was also a long sword with a dragon's head, and the sword was glowing red, showing its owner's current state of mind.

"Brother Shiyi, leave this person to the old man to deal with, you go and rescue Yan Nantian first, he is in the secret room on the right side of the hall."

Facing Guan Yutian who was holding a magic sword, Zhang Danfeng showed no fear, instead, he transmitted the sound to Jin Shiyi who was far down the mountain.

Of course, the purpose of their trip was not just for Guan Yutian, but also to rescue Yan Nantian who was imprisoned by Guan Yutian.

Before, he was still guessing about Yan Nantian's exact location, but now that he entered the hall, following his exploration of the primordial power all the way, his location is now completely determined.

"Zheng!"

Suddenly heard a sword cry.

Guan Yutian's eyes flashed coldly, he raised his sword and jumped up, and rushed towards Zhang Danfeng. The light of the sword in his hand was as steep as a rainbow piercing the sun.

"Ding!"

Hearing the crisp sound again, it was a sword bursting out with light, dazzling and resplendent, like the rising sun, lying in front of the murderous aura, offset by the spine of the sword, it was the sword in Zhang Danfeng's hand.

"The sword is not willing to grow old with me, it still sings like a dragon from its box!"

The two swords collided, like the sharpness of a needle, the sound of the blade leaving a sound, the two were already fighting together, from the palace to the air, and from the air to the distance, the sword energy rushed to the sky, and the body was like a flying shadow, and the battle Go, sweep to the horizon.

Guan Yutian had realized something after the battle with Yan Nantian, his swordsmanship had improved, and he had a connection with the protagonist of the magic sword. Now he is holding the magic sword, the sword energy is bright, and the sword intent is blazing. It is already a rare sword in the world strong.

Zhang Danfeng laughed softly while beating: "Official leader, you are not my opponent."

After Guan Yutian defeated Yan Nantian, his confidence was greatly boosted, and he boasted that there was no opponent in the world, but Zhang Danfeng said such a sentence with great certainty and confidence as soon as he fought.

How to teach him to be convinced?

Guan Yutian smiled coldly, like the cold water in a moon cage, the ripples rose steeply, and the light inside it flickered on and off, almost gushing out, and asked: "Why did I lose?"

Zhang Danfeng raised the sword in his hand again, and the poems in his mouth continued from time to time, sometimes sobbing, sometimes high-pitched and startling, the sword's power and swordsmanship also changed accordingly, firm and soft, round and round. , but it made Demon Sword lose his temper.

"The sword technique you practice is rumored to be the peerless sword technique passed down by the sword ancestor. I follow the rules and don't have much flexibility, how can I beat my nameless swordsmanship?"

After listening, Guan Yutian's true essence poured into his hand, and the magic sword in his hand shone even brighter, "I may not lose to you!"

As soon as the word "you" was dropped, thousands of sword lights burst out from the magic sword, and more than a dozen deadly sword moves were made in a row, bringing out a terrifying death breath, as if even the space was torn apart by it.

"It's really an amazing sword! It's a pity..."

Zhang Danfeng sighed softly when he heard the words, and there was no trace of it, and the temperament of madness and chivalry emerged spontaneously. Not only the aura is changing, but also the swordsmanship and sword power are changing. !
As soon as this sword is released, no matter how Guan Yutian uses the sword, Zhang Danfeng can always see the opening of the opportunity, and respond with the sword of breaking moves. After a lifetime of swords, he was able to break it easily.

The sword momentum changed again.

Under the change of moves, the quick sword in his hand has no shadow, and the moves are life-threatening. The ordinary sword moves have reached the point of perfection, how to break the move?

"How do you break this trick?"

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Danfeng, who was originally relaxed and freehand, had a dignified look on his face for the first time.

But seeing Guan Yutian's body burst out with an annihilating demonic energy, although black and white were clear in his eyes, it was hard to see human nature. It wasn't that he himself was inhumane, but that the demonic energy entered his body, as if a demon had come to the world. Everything can be killed.

With a twist of his wrist, he concentrated all his energy on a sword, but when he saw the magic sword leading in the air, the sword seemed to meet him himself, revealing its own flaws, and seemed to be peeked at the opportunity, even if the unknown sword technique, unexpectedly It is also useless at this moment.

From a distance, everything seemed abrupt, and even more suddenly.

"Ding!"

There was another crisp sound, Guan Yutian stabbed down with his sword, but the place where the tip of the sword landed was like the sword at the beginning of the sword fight, the sword pierced the spine of the precious sword.

But this sword is different from the previous one.

When the sword fell, Zhang Danfeng knew that this sword was completely different from before, as if it was not wielded by the same person at all.

The first sword is his first, it is for blocking, and the latter sword Guan Yutian is the first, it is for stabbing.

One before the other, the same sword, but the result is not the same.

Then I saw two people fighting swords in mid-air, the magic sword in Guan Yutian's hand was scattered inch by inch, turning into light spots in the evening wind, while the sword in Zhang Danfeng's hand fell with a crisp sound, and on the spine of the sword, a little crack was like pulling together The whole body spread and cracked, and then broke with a bang.

The sword that had been with him for a hundred years was actually broken.

(End of this chapter)