I, son of the northern border, land god

But in the face of the top masters in the arena, all they can do is to take their lives to fill.

When the King of the Northern Realm stepped into the rivers and lakes, everyone knew the majesty of the King of the Northern Realm.

But they didn't know that the northern cavalry only consumed tens of thousands of them at that time.

A mere eight hundred, too little.

So he drove his horse to the front of the cavalry.

"Brothers, as the son's personal soldiers, we didn't have many chances to make a move along the way.

It's just beating those Qingzhou idiots on Qingyang Lake, it's not fun! "

"This time, it's our turn to make a move. We can't let the prince look down on you." Lian Yang smiled, and slowly drew out his saber, his face changed into determination in an instant.

"Northern border, fight to the death!"

"Fight to the death!"

The eight hundred mysterious armored cavalry instantly drew out their sabers and roared angrily, the sound was like thunder rolling across the sky.

The princess on the Bamboo Pavilion turned pale with fright, Chen Beixuan looked at him, even thinking about killing her with a single blow.If you stay, it will be a bit bad.

At this moment, a person came out of the city.

He looked like an ordinary farmer, but he covered a distance of more than ten feet in one step.

After a while, they arrived in front of the bamboo pavilion.

"Chen Beixuan, come down and die."

Zhou Kunlun is here!

Chen Beixuan's heart sank suddenly.

The tenth place in the master list gave off such an imposing aura.

He looked at Qin Ziyan with a smile on his face.

"You can't stay this time, hide away, no matter what happens, don't come back." Qin Ziyan felt a sad look in his heart, and handed the dragon bird in his hand to Chen Beixuan.

"You...will you come to me?"?

Chapter 43: First Grade Zhixuan, Three Steps Invincible

"Yes, there is no one in the world who can kill me."

Chen Beixuan patted Qin Ziyan's head, then looked at Princess Qingyang.

This woman, who usually appears to be approachable and approachable, but is actually a high-ranking princess, now has an ugly expression on her face.

In the face of life and death, not everyone can be so calm.

Moreover, at this moment, His Excellency Zhu's guards had already stood in front of Zhou Kunlun.

But they are all wastes carefully selected by King Qingyang, how can they stop the tenth in the world?

In just a moment, they all died under the iron rod, blood flowed horizontally, and every corpse was bloody and bloody.

The iron rod has no edge, but it is the most vicious weapon in the world.

Because killing people is the most painful.

After seeing this scene, Xia Shanshan turned pale and almost vomited.

"If you don't want to die, just follow Ziyan, and I will decide how to deal with you afterward." Chen Beixuan said coldly.

The two women quickly ran down from the bamboo pavilion, ran towards the opposite of Zhou Kunlun, and quickly disappeared into the reeds.

"Your father never dared to step into Xiangyang City, you are more courageous than your father."

Zhou Kunlun raised his head and looked directly at Chen Beixuan on the Bamboo Pavilion with disdain in his eyes.

"Cut," Chen Beixuan said disdainfully:

"Don't you think my father is afraid of you? Stop being arrogant!

Just by you, you are really not qualified, so what if you are that old monster in Wusheng City? "

"Don't take yourself too seriously. In fact, in the eyes of others, you are not a fart."

Such irritating words were especially harsh in Zhou Kunlun's ears. He glared at Chen Beixuan and suddenly shouted angrily.

Like thunder on the ground!

The next moment, he jumped up high, his muscles were constricted, veins burst out, and he smashed down the shiny iron rod in his hand!

Chen Beixuan retreated quickly, leaped out of the bamboo pavilion, and pulled out the long knife at his waist.

With the Dragon Bird in his right hand and the Luoxue Long Saber in his left hand, under the awe-inspiring sword aura, the true energy in his body surged rapidly.

Zhou Kunlun slammed his stick heavily, and strong wind howled out, like a landslide and an earth crack. The bamboo pavilion built collapsed in an instant, and Chen Beixuan fell to the ground with a sneer.

"No.13 in the world is nothing more than that, just a reckless man who knows how to use brute force!"

As he said that, he suddenly raised his hands, and ample energy burst out from the weapons in his hands.

The two sword qi are as agile as a swimming dragon but extremely fierce!

Green snake with two sleeves!

The sword light struck quickly, but it was in front of Zhou Kunlun in the blink of an eye.

At this time, Zhou Kunlun has not yet landed, and it is the time when the old force is shed and the new force is used to make a living.

It can be said that Chen Beixuan's choice of timing was extremely tricky, and he used the most nimble and swift move in the inheritance of the sword body.

But Zhou Kunlun deserved to be number ten in the world, seeing the sword light coming, he didn't panic.

His body shook, and he forcibly generated strength from nowhere, and the energy surged out, poured into the iron rod and swept forward.

With just one stick, the sword glow would be blasted into pieces all over the sky.

But after the debris, Chen Beixuan stepped into the wind, and the weapons on his hands were extremely fierce, with biting cold, crossing and attacking!

Zhou Kunlun was slightly surprised, he didn't expect that Chen Beixuan, who was clearly at a disadvantage, would dare to go against the current.

This xinxing alone surpasses most people in the world.

Even so, he will not show mercy.

At this moment, he fell to the ground with a surge of energy, and it was a good moment to fight back.

He stepped forward suddenly, the iron rod was behind his back, and then slammed down.

The whistling sound suddenly sounded, and the air seemed to be stagnant, bringing endless pressure!

The sword and the iron rod collided fiercely, making a dull cracking sound.

The strong wind swirled around the two of them, and even a tornado roared up.

But after a moment of stalemate, Chen Beixuan's body was directly sent flying.

This week, Kunlun is actually in the realm of the first-grade Zhixuan!

But Chen Beixuan was not afraid at all, he rolled and landed on the ground to stabilize his body, and swooped down again.

A gigantic qi machine blasted out, mixed with countless sword qi.

Like a wave, it wants to engulf everything in front of you, and roars out like a black dragon!

Sword energy rolls the dragon wall!

The shocking attack came, but Zhou Kunlun still had no expression on his face.

Holding the iron rod in his hand, he squatted down suddenly, standing still like a mountain.

At the moment when the Qi machine hits, they can suddenly widen their eyes, like a vajra glaring, which makes people fearful.

The long fine iron stick in his hand stabs straight forward, penetrates into the aura and suddenly stirs!

The shocking attack was scattered at the front of the long stick, and the sharp sword energy mixed with it shot out towards the surroundings, like dense arrows, and the sound of piercing the air became dense in an instant.

But the offensive was resolved, but Chen Beixuan's body attacked again. He was holding a sword, showing his sharpness. He raised both hands at the same time, and the sword slashed heavily at Zhou Kunlun's armpit.

If they were hit, the two arms would probably be separated from the body.

But what Zhou Kunlun is best at is also close combat. He claims to be "three-step invincible", and he is not just talking casually.

The fine iron stick in his hand is only five feet long, exactly three steps.

And within these three steps, he can resolve any offensive.

In an instant, he put the long stick across his chest and pressed it down heavily.

Chen Beixuan only felt that his sword seemed to bear a mighty force, and he couldn't advance an inch at all.

In the blink of an eye, he saw the iron rod sweeping towards his head, and there was a dull whistling sound.

At the critical moment, Chen Beixuan withdrew his sword and stood in front of him, but he was still thrown away by a stick.

But then, he struck again, as if desperately.

However, separated by a patch of reeds, the battle here has already entered a fever pitch, with a frightening momentum, and the sound of whistling and thunder is constantly ringing out.

But on the side of the reed marshes, there were still a lot of people, and it was very lively.

Even the boisterous sounds drowned out the sounds of battle in the distance.

These ordinary people don't know what's going on over there. Anyway, it's already so noisy today, so why should they care about the reason for the noise next to them.

In the depths of the reeds, Lao Wang in the form of a sword fairy stared at Ye Bailiang in front of him, with the sword box still behind his back.It's just that a sword in the sword box has already been held in his hand.

"The old man is really a sword fairy in this world, the long sword in his hand is probably the famous sword 'Nengchao',

I heard that decades ago, the master of Nongchao Sword was defeated by an unknown swordsman, and the sword was taken away as a trophy. " "Could it be that senior, the legendary swordsman Wang Jiujian?" "

Ye Bailiang's eyes were full of enthusiasm.

The happiest thing for the swordsman was when he met another peerless swordsman.

But the more this kind of time, the more you have to show your sword!