The heroines are very fond of the villain me

not right either...

Everyone was puzzled.

Tianyi taught everyone.

The middle-aged man in the yellow robe of the Great Zhou royal family was surprised: "There is such a genius in your religion who can be on par with An Otherwise."

"This Tianjiao's swordsmanship really opened my eyes!"

The honorable old man stroked his beard and smiled and said, "Hahaha, I see that Nephew You has been living deep in the mountains to practice, and has never gone down the mountain."

"This sword technique was created by nephew Jianyou himself. It is difficult for ordinary people to see this sword technique."

"If the Ice Phoenix Divine Bow wasn't too important, the leader wouldn't be willing to let her go out."

"The world of cultivating immortals has never been short of geniuses, and there are as many arrogances as crucian carp, but the one that I am most optimistic about is Senior Nephew Jianyou."

The Prince of Great Zhou smiled without saying a word, and just looked at the dojo, becoming extremely playful.

Hermitage Holy Land, Southern Border, Western Desert, Beihai...

The most indispensable thing in the world of cultivating immortals is genius.

Chapter 165: Admire me?Then look up to me below!

In the dojo, after three hundred rounds of confrontation.

Rou Jianyou should be safe, otherwise he is the strongest sword repairer he has ever met.

The threat she brings is stronger than his previous opponents.

Even GUI Wei had never made him so excited.

An Buo is very happy to fight with Rou Jianyou.

In the constant collision with the plain white sword qi, the ancient militant blood of the An clan's direct lineage was provoked little by little.

"Not enough, not enough, not enough!"

The blood pupil overflowed with the color called excitement.

Otherwise, An gets more and more excited as the battle progresses.

Stimulated by the hot blood, his style of play became more and more fierce.

In the body of dragon blood, with the blessing of the blood of the An family, this is the first time someone has faced An Buan with this kind of physique.

Rou Jianyou dodged heavy blows one after another.

Cut out a misty sword energy in front of him.

"I said, it's not enough!"

Otherwise, the gun is like a thunderbolt.

Slamming on Roujian Youjian, with lightning speed, a whip leg swept across her body.

Rou Jianyou used her arms to block and unload the force, but she still had to take more than ten steps back in order to buffer herself.

An Ran was so superior, he said without the slightest emotion: "If you don't draw your sword again, you won't even have a chance to escape in the next round."

The excitement of fighting, as well as his current special physique, made him more obsessed with fighting than before.

Rou Jianyou's sword intent, sword technique, sword spirit, her sword is very strong.

But in the face of An Otherwise standing at the ultimate physique, her own shortcomings were immediately exposed.

The body is too weak, the cultivation base is too low, the Taoism is too shallow...

If it continues, she will definitely be consumed by An Otherwise.

Under the auditorium, in the dojo.

Rou Jianyou, who had made up her mind, said, "Since the sword was sheathed, it has never been pulled out once."

"This sword is a little girl who has been raising her for more than ten years. Chief An must not be careless."

Rou Jianyou's face was stern.

The beautiful eyes showed a biting fighting spirit, as well as a kind of lofty respect.

The obsession with the way of the sword, the reverence for the way of the sword.

Hold the scabbard and hilt tightly with both hands.

Slowly pull away.

Clang!

In an instant, the entire dojo was silent.

The world was silent, and a sword force erupted from Rou Jianyou, rising steadily and piercing the sky.

Su Jian has been fully unsheathed.

It was a plain and unpretentious sword.

But it has a horrible atmosphere.

Pure, ultimate, and supreme!

After ten years of sharpening a sword, all the strength and intent of the sword in the past ten years are gathered in this sword!

Su Jian buzzed, trembling so that the space was distorted.

At this time, the sword power and sword intent have reached their highest point.

An Ran opened the double pupils and turned them to the fastest speed.

The bloody dao pattern flashed, and at this moment he was looking directly at the plain sword.

"This sword... a sword that reaches the pinnacle, transcends cultivation and talent, and ignores the shackles of laws..."

In the blood pupil, An Otherwise saw the specialness of that sword.

in the dojo.

Rou Jianyou gripped the hilt of the sword tightly, pointing the blade at An Buo.

At this moment, her face was pale, and her colorless lips parted slightly: "Su Jian, go!"

With Wanjun's sword momentum and sword intent, Rou Jianyou carried the sword and turned it into a plain white sword light.

There is no too much gorgeous color, no too exaggerated changes, just a sword light, nothing more.

Otherwise, alarm bells rang in An's heart.

The skin hurts, the soul is shaking, and the surrounding aura is violently violent.

This sword couldn't be dodged, it locked on An Bu directly.

Locked by the terrifying killing intent.

It seemed that no matter what he did, he would never be able to avoid this sword.

And this sword can not only hurt him!

It may even cause his life to be in danger!

It was too late to think about the weirdness of this sword.

When Su Jian was only three inches away from him, An didn't dare to push it too far.

Snapped!

snapped his fingers.

【Immortal】!

Boom!

In the eyes of everyone, Rou Jianyou's sword hit An Buan.

In an instant, a whirlwind of spiritual energy and dazzling sword light appeared in the dojo, making it impossible for everyone to perceive the situation inside.

The invisible sword intent is flying all over the sky.

"This sword of tenderness and worry..."

"She is a unique sword repair genius!"

"It's just a pity that I don't know the name of the sword or what the sword technique is."

The sword cultivators in the auditorium stood up one after another.

Cast the most respectful gaze on that sword.

"Owner!"

The eager Ah Qi ran quickly and rushed into the barrier.

And Elder Yunlan couldn't stop Ah Qi because he didn't slow down for a long time.

He just stared blankly at the dojo shrouded in sword light.

In the eyes of everyone, Rou Jianyou's terrifying sword hit An Buan.

Although that sword is simple and unpretentious, everyone understands that the sword that was condensed in those ten years alone is enough to be called a sword fairy by the world.

Everyone present couldn't see through it, no one could comprehend his sword intent, let alone deduce his sword technique.

All the cultivators below Tianzun present at the scene were not sure about receiving that sword.

Tianyi taught at the table.

The corners of the Tianzun old man's mouth rose wildly.

He knew that he had won!

No one can escape from that sword strike, even he can only resist.

A plain sword that can only be produced once in ten years is so terrifying!

There was a gleam in the eyes of Prince Da Zhou: "This sword, this sword is the art of cultivating swords?"

The old man Tianyi shook his head and said: "No, no, if it's just the ordinary sword raising technique, it won't hurt An'an, or even half a vellus hair."