Fantasy: The Strongest Sect in the Universe

Boom!

Every attack by Chen He was very fierce, and he used all his killing moves, but these killing moves were not fatal to Han Jing.

He waved his arms and could easily block the attack of the ancestor of the Chen family every time.

The two fought fiercely in the void for dozens of moves, but there was no winner.

However, compared to Han Jing, Chen Heming was obviously out of breath, and defeat would be a matter of time.

Whoosh!

At this moment, a cold light suddenly struck.

Poof!

This cold light was extremely fast and arrived in front of Han Jing in the blink of an eye.

"snort!"

Han Jing's pupils narrowed slightly and he punched out with his right hand.

boom!

Hanmang was shattered by a punch.

"This friend, since you are here, please come out."

Han Jing said coldly.

Uh-huh!

A figure suddenly appeared, also an old man, holding a sharp long sword in his hand.

"and who are you?"

Han Jing looked him up and down and asked.

"So that you know, my name is Mao Cangshi."

The old man spoke.

After hearing this, Han Jing smiled and said, "I guess you are the ancestor of the Mao family."

"good!"

Mao Cangshi chuckled and said: "This old guy has been fighting with you for so long, but he didn't get any advantage at all. I have to be shameless. You won't mind, right?"

Speaking of which, Mao Cangshi secretly attacked others while they were fighting. This behavior was a bit shameless.

However, Han Jing didn't mind. Before that, he had already said that anyone could participate in the war.

"Everyone is here, so let's go together. I don't have anything to fear."

Han Jing laughed loudly.

The ancestor of the Chen family frowned and stared at Mao Cangshi with a somewhat unkind look: "I am enough to deal with him."

"Old ghost Chen, this person is not easy to deal with. I have seen your battle just now. You can't defeat him with your current strength, so let me help you."

Mao Cangshi looked at Chen He and said.

"All right!"

He had just exchanged dozens of moves with Han Jing, which gave him a deep understanding of Han Jing's strength.

He could even feel that Han Jing was not using all his strength.

Since Han Jing himself did not choose to object, he would no longer object.

This time, they can't afford to lose.

"Old ghost Chen, you attack from the east, and I'll attack from the west."

Mao Cangshi shouted loudly.

As soon as the voice fell, Mao Cangshi took action.

I saw him rushing straight towards Han Jing.

Wow!

As the long sword was swung, sword energy filled the sky, overwhelming the sky and sweeping towards Han Jing.

On the opposite side, Chen He raised his head, his eyes were like torches, his spear trembled, he waved, and his violent spiritual power whizzed, turning into a flying dragon and rushing towards Han Jing.

The two men, one on the left and one on the right, launched attacks at the same time, and two violent forces enveloped Han Jing.

Seeing such a powerful attack, the onlookers were naturally overjoyed, as if they had seen victory.

Even the Sword King, who had been closing his eyes, opened his eyes, took a look, saw a flash of light, and then closed his eyes again.

His face remained expressionless, as if he didn't care about the battle.

Just when everyone thought they were sure to win, Han Jing, who was under siege, had a disdainful smile on his face.

I saw a knife suddenly appeared in his hand. It was a black knife.

This knife was extremely dark, had no terrifying aura, and was extremely ugly.

If a knife like this is placed on a stall, no one would want to take a second look at it.

However, with such a sword in the hands of a great master like Han Jing, people who didn't know it thought it was because of how poor the foreign race was.

After all, Han Jing is still a disciple of the Sword King, so how can the weapons in his hands be simple?

He swung his sword, and the shadow of the sword filled the sky, causing the spiritual energy around him to surge wildly.

Rumble…

With this sword slashed out, any attack would be eclipsed by this sword.

As explosions were heard, two figures flew upside down.

The two people who flew out turned out to be the ancestors of the Chen family and the ancestors of the Mao family.

The two figures were in a miserable state, with blood spitting from the corners of their mouths. It was obvious that they had been seriously injured.

"How could it be so strong..."

The two of them wiped the blood from the corners of their mouths and looked at Han Jing with eyes filled with disbelief.

They couldn't figure out how Han Jing could be so strong that they couldn't even take a single blow.

At this time, they still didn't know that the person in front of them had never used his full strength before.

It turns out he used a knife.

If he were to face him alone, it would be difficult for him to take the blow.

Of course, Han Jing knew that the knife in his hand played an important role in the reason why he could cut so easily.

The pitch-black sword in his hand is not an ordinary sword, but an earth-level treasured sword of extraordinary origin.

His owner was once an ancient martial king of a foreign race, and it was found by the King of Swords in an ancient ruins.

The King of Swordsman used it for a long time and later passed it on to Han Jing.

That's why this sword can exert such powerful power.

In the nameless mountain, Qin Ye was drinking tea and listening to the beautiful music of the piano as usual.

Not far away from him, Huangfu Xinyue was practicing her sword hard.

She practiced every move very seriously.

Qin Ye would occasionally take a look, then close his eyes and enjoy Lian Xing's shoulder squeeze.

Huangfu Xinyue practiced for a while, felt confused, and came to Qin Ye. Seeing Qin Ye enjoying it so much, he couldn't help curling his lips.

Master really knows how to enjoy it. He is surrounded by so many beauties, and he doesn’t know how he found them.

Looking at myself, I couldn't help but feel a little ashamed compared to them.

"snort!"

Huangfu Xinyue couldn't help but feel a little unhappy, but she calmed down.

She cautiously said to Qin Ye: "Master, I have a question that I would like to ask."

"what is the problem?"

Qin Ye asked without opening his eyes.

"Master, you gave me several books on martial arts, including sword techniques, knife techniques, palm techniques, and finger techniques. I looked at the sword techniques, the knife techniques, and the palm techniques in the morning. I feel it is very powerful and I want to learn from it.”

Huangfu Xinyue said.

"What do you want to ask?"

"Master, what I want to ask is, do you want me to learn them all, or do you want me to choose one?"

It was actually normal for Huangfu Xinyue to have such confusion in her heart. Qin Ye threw several local-level skills to her, and she couldn't understand Qin Ye's thoughts.

In the past two days, the more she flipped through these books, the more her mood was shaken.

"You're upset."

Qin Ye said without thinking.

"Am I upset?"

Huangfu Xinyue's face was full of doubts, but she felt that her heart was not in chaos.

I didn't slack off when I was practicing swordsmanship, and I strictly required myself to do every move and style.

"Your desire for martial arts has not wavered, but you have no ability to resist the temptation from the outside. As you said, your original intention is to practice swordsmanship, but when you see good swordsmanship secret books, you want to It’s the same when you practice swordsmanship.”

"You girls are born with a natural disposition, just like when you see beautiful jewelry, you will not be able to resist."

Qin Ye explained.

"Master, how should I correct it?"

Huangfu Xinyue asked.

"Why correct it?"

Qin Ye asked rhetorically.