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Chapter 79 Joining ([-])

The news flew out as if it had grown wings, and more and more people gathered here to witness the battle between the "crazy sword" Jing Juncheng and the mysterious genius.

Almost half of the warriors in Pengcheng were already watching, and more warriors who got the news were gradually coming.

There was a lot of voices, shoulder to shoulder.

In the noisy atmosphere, the two people at the tea stall were very calm.

Jing Juncheng spoke first, and an old voice came out slowly from under his white beard:

"I'm not here to compete with young people for fame and wealth. My name is already famous enough. It's just that people can't sit still when they are old. They always want to do something for the martial arts."

Jiang Yuan listened quietly, but did not speak.

Jing Juncheng continued:
"I'm very curious about you. Although you only have the internal strength of the Four Extremes Realm, you can reach the strength of the Kaiyuan Realm. I thought you were a child of a noble family, but after observing for a long time, I found that you have no signs of using the power of inheritance. What has always been physical strength. I have never seen a warrior like you.
If I kill you today, then maybe I will realize the opportunity to break through the Guizong Realm.

If I am killed by you, then the reputation I have accumulated in this life will belong to you, and your martial arts will be fulfilled.

Perhaps, the martial arts world needs an outlier like you to occupy a place in this world. "

After finishing speaking, Jing Juncheng gently raised the long sword on his shoulders and held it in front of his chest. At this moment, it seemed that Jing Juncheng and the sword had merged into one, presenting a frantic and perfect feeling:
"I have never learned "Random Blade 36 Styles" all my life, and I ask the young hero to teach me."

After finishing speaking, Jing Juncheng moved the long sword in his hand, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at Jiang Yuan.

For the first time, Jiang Yuan had a strange feeling. The three-foot long sword was pointed at him, but it seemed to be covered by countless sharp swords, and his whole body was full of flaws, so he couldn't resist it at all.

"Is this the oppression of momentum? It's interesting."

Jiang Yuan raised his foot and took a step forward.

In just one step, he felt countless invisible sharp swords suddenly pointing at him.

He decided to strike first, regardless of the pressure from momentum.

Immediately, Jiang Yuan jumped out and rushed towards Jingjun City like a cheetah preying on it.

Jing Juncheng's expression remained unchanged, but the long sword in his hand moved.

I saw his wrist flipped, and the long sword slowly moved along a gentle curve, drawing invisible power from it.

Jiang Yuan, who had just rushed out, stopped suddenly. He looked at Jing Juncheng's long sword a few feet away from him in surprise, and then lowered his head to look at his chest.

I saw that the clothes on the chest had been cut open at some point, and there was a very obvious white mark on the skin inside.

The moment before, Jing Juncheng's long sword clearly had no contact with him, but Jiang Yuan felt that he was attacked.

"Sword Qi?"

Jiang Yuan seems to have realized something:

"It turns out that the difference between the Kaiyuan state and the Siji state is that the internal force can be released from the air, and it is still fierce and will not dissipate."

After thinking through all this, Jiang Yuan continued to rush forward:

"Just let me feel the true strength of a warrior at the peak of the Kaiyuan Realm!"

Although Jiang Yuan was still close at hand, Jing Juncheng still didn't move an inch.

He swiped the long sword in his hand again, at a faster and faster speed:

"Thousand lights sword shadow!"

The vertical and horizontal sword energy immediately emanated from the long sword in Jing Juncheng's hand.

The sky filled with sword energy danced around him, and each of them was constantly staggering and flying. Although it was difficult to count, they had their own gliding trajectories, and there would be no collision.

With the continuous dancing of the sword energy, the tents and wooden tables and chairs on the tea stand were chopped into pieces, and countless sword marks appeared on the ground.

Jiang Yuan just took two steps forward, but suddenly felt the pressure all over his body, making it difficult to move an inch.

The clothes on his upper body kept showing scratches one after another. After a while, the clothes had been cut open and hung on his body.

If Jiang Yuan's body hadn't been abnormally strong, he might have been cut and scarred in such a storm of sword energy.

"Sure enough! Looks like I have to find another way!"

In the past, Jiang Yuan relied on brute force to crush the enemy.

And Jing Juncheng was Jiang Yuan's first opponent who felt the oppression of his skills. Every trace of his sword moves was seamless, just like a sculptor carving out his heart bit by bit according to his own plan. s work.

Seeing such martial arts attainments, Jiang Yuan realized his own shortcomings for the first time.

Brute force crushing, although it looks simple, rough and very effective, but it will become difficult to win when encountering an opponent whose strength is almost the same as your own.

Although Jiang Yuan can still easily crush Jing Juncheng if he enters the form of flame, but Jiang Yuan does not intend to reveal his secrets in full view, and also has the idea of ​​​​verifying himself in actual combat.

Immediately, Jiang Yuan sprinted to the side, avoiding the messy sword energy.

"boom!!!"

With Jiang Yuan's avoidance, all the condensed and oppressive sword energy was released, blasting a big hole in the ground where Jiang Yuan was originally on.

After dodging, Jiang Yuan didn't stop, and once again stepped on the spot to create a deep pit, and his figure shifted again:

"It's my turn now!"

After continuous displacement, Jiang Yuan had avoided the area where the sword energy was most concentrated, and swung his palm towards Jing Juncheng from a relatively weak angle.

While waving his palm, Jiang Yuan's heart suddenly moved, and he tried to release his unique inner self.

Immediately, Jiang Yuan sank his mind and wholeheartedly imitated Jing Juncheng's way to control the internal force, and guided the internal force to the place where he needed to attack according to his own ideas.

In an instant, the purple-black internal force was stimulated from Jiang Yuan's palm, and it suddenly became more intense as Jiang Yuan controlled it.

This is not because the internal force has really become thicker, but because Jiang Yuan controls the internal force more tightly and quickly, which is why people have such an illusion.

The purple-black internal force was like a poisonous snake, which shot out several feet from Jiang Yuan's palm in an instant, and slammed towards Jing Juncheng at the center of the sword energy.

Jing Juncheng turned around quickly, his long sword dancing in front of him:
"Sword Edge Air Shield!"

The frenzied sword energy was drawn instantly, and quickly condensed into a violent vortex in front of Jing Juncheng.

However, the purple-black internal force was extremely corrosive, it instantly corroded a hole in the vortex, and hit Jing Juncheng's chest directly.

Jing Juncheng's expression changed slightly, and he hastily stretched out his left hand, which contained internal energy, to grab the purple-black internal energy.

"Bang!!!"

The two internal forces collided head-on, and the explosion occurred in Jing Juncheng's hands.

Jing Juncheng stepped back a few steps, and when he raised his left hand again, the entire palm was corroded by the purple-black internal force, leaving only bones:

"What a sinister internal force!"

Jiang Yuan looked at Jing Juncheng and shook his head slightly:
"If I didn't have such a strong physical body, I really wouldn't be your opponent. But in a life-and-death struggle, naturally I have to go all out. Since I intend to make a name for myself, I can only accept your life!"

As soon as the words fell, Jiang Yuan rushed to Jing Juncheng again. He used the "Poisonous Dragon Palm" move with both palms, and the purple-black internal force was continuously swallowed from the palm.

At this time, Jiang Yuan was still thoroughly familiar with the attacking routines of Kaiyuan realm warriors, and he had no intention of continuing to fight against Jing Juncheng.

Jing Juncheng swung his sword and attacked violently, and the riotous sword energy was fierce and horizontal.

Jiang Yuan no longer avoided the sword qi, but burst out with great force from his legs, staring at the sword qi to move forward step by step.

The clothes on his upper body quickly turned into dust in the vertical and horizontal sword energy, revealing his strong muscles, and white marks were exposed on his body, and the metal clashed continuously.

Even at the back, when Jiang Jin entered the center of the sword energy and was very close to Jingjun City, the skin was subjected to an increasingly violent and frenzied storm of sword energy, and sparks began to splash on it.

"It's time to end." Jiang Yuan said coldly.

His palm pushed out violently, breaking through the infinite sword energy, and pressing it on Jing Juncheng's chest.

The sword energy all over the sky stagnated for an instant, and then all of it dissipated.

"Bang!"

The long sword in Jing Juncheng's hand fell to the ground. He looked at a big hole corroded in his chest, and said in a hoarse voice:

"The fame of my life. Belongs to you."

After finishing speaking, Jing Juncheng fell to the ground with a crash.

Jiang Yuan looked at Jing Juncheng and sighed:
"Martial arts. More interesting than originally imagined."

He found another stool nearby to sit quietly, waiting for the new challenger to come.

And the huge street was so silent that even the sound of a needle falling on the ground could be heard clearly, everyone was dumbfounded.

Kaiyuan Realm No.1, was killed by a little-known kid just like that?
No one can accept this reality.

After a long time, the warrior murmured:
"Genius. No! It's a monster! I actually witnessed the birth of a martial arts monster!"

"He looks only about 20 years old." A martial artist opened his mouth in surprise, "Did he start practicing from the womb?"

There are also people with sad faces:

"That's 'Crazy Sword' Jing Juncheng. I hope to see him show off his skills and get a better ranking in this year's martial arts conference. I didn't expect that he would die here in ignorance and dissatisfaction."

But Mu Feiran, who was in the Qing Dynasty, couldn't help laughing, and kept shouting at the surrounding warriors:
"That's Jiang Shaoxia! I know him very well! I even gave him Green Ginseng Dan! He not only knows me well, but also my disciples, and the entire Qingzong!"

Ni Wenshan was extremely ashamed and embarrassed when she saw Master's expression of fearing that others would not know.But when she looked at Jiang Yuan, the splendor in her eyes disappeared, and there was only disappointment.

She knew in her heart that Jiang Yuan was able to defeat a master at the peak of the Kaiyuan Realm. At such a level, it was doomed that there would be no entanglement between the two of them.

Jiang Yuan sat quietly on the spot for a while, but no one came to challenge him.

Although the onlookers were expecting to see another even rarer duel, they knew in their hearts that it was unlikely.

Even Jing Juncheng, No.1 in the Kaiyuan Realm, was defeated. I am afraid that there will be no one in Pengcheng who is Jiang Yuan's opponent, and there will be no one who is not afraid of death and dares to challenge.

If you want to see Jiang Yuan make a move again, I am afraid you will have a chance at the martial arts conference. Jing Juncheng ranked ninth in the last martial arts conference, and the eight ahead of him are all top experts in the Guizong realm. .

Time passed little by little, and no one dared to approach Jiang Yuan within a distance of more than ten feet, and Jiang Yuan finally lost interest.

(End of this chapter)