Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

"Cultivating martial arts is acting rashly and against the sky. How can you be so arrogant?"

At the position near the challenge arena in front, a young man in a green shirt seemed to be unable to resist the abuse of the barbarian strong man, and Leng Buding stood up.

This man doesn't have a sword, but he exudes a powerful sword momentum, which can't be underestimated. He is obviously an expert with a sword.

"See how Gu Haijin treats you, such a shameless dog."

Seeing someone on the stage again, the surrounding of the challenge arena immediately became a sensation.

"It's Gu Haijin of Juling sword school..."

"It's said that this man has been practicing outside. His' ethereal real sword 'won the secret of the sword master. If this man makes a move, he must not be arrogant."

"I can't wait to see what happens after the brute dog is defeated!"

“……”

Many people recognized Gu Haijin's identity and greatly increased their expectation of the war.

Boom!

There was a tsunami like sound on the challenge arena, and the barbarian warriors were surging with Yuan force. Dark red airflow swept all directions like tide.

Seeing that Gu Haijin had stood still in the challenge arena, he burst into a loud drink. His legs formed a lunge one before and one after the other. His right fist was carrying a terrible wave of air and blasted out at Gu Haijin.

This guy has a strong momentum. Even many people under the challenge arena are oppressed by him. Some of his blood is not smooth and his chest is stuffy.

"Vegetable chicken, take my punch!"

There was a sonic boom in the void. It seemed that the vitality of heaven and earth was bombed by this punch. It gave people the feeling that it was like a mountain torrent breaking the dike and the torrent pounding down.

The ancient Haijin is like a young grass in the torrent, which seems to be broken and washed away at any time.

The fist power surged down, but Gu Haijin didn't change his face. Suddenly, a flashing green long sword appeared in his hand and quickly rowed several times against the fist shadow.

Hiss, hiss, hiss!

The sword Qi is vertical and horizontal, and the fist strength is divided into four or five.

"You are better than the chicken just now. However, this punch is only an appetizer. Only by blocking grandpa's next punch, can you barely be qualified to fight with Grandpa."

The barbarian man smiled cruelly.

Gu Haijin's strength is somewhat beyond his expectation, but he doesn't care. If he dares to take the stage, he doesn't have two sons?

After lifting Yuan Li, he suddenly hit the second punch.

The momentum of this punch was much larger than the previous one, and even the Yan red blood Python wrapped around the strong man flashed, and a stream of blood essence was injected into the punch, making the sound of breaking the air rumble and momentum.

"You'd better use your best."

"Otherwise, I don't have such a chance to shoot you..."

With a flash of body shape, Gu Haijin's long sword directly cut into the fist strength, and suddenly rowed past.

The sword Qi tore the sky.

A huge sword mark appeared in the void. It looked as if the whole space had been split in two by a sword.

This is the secret of the Juling sword sect. It is a "ethereal real sword" with a grade of heaven.

When a sword comes out, it is like the gods coming down to earth in the void fairy world. It has great power.

The look of the strong man of the barbarian nationality became sharply dignified, and his eyes narrowed into a slit.

His right foot took a step back, his right hand was empty, and he pulled on himself. Suddenly, the red blood Python wrapped around his body seemed to be activated. A dark red virtual shadow turned from his body to the right arm of the strong man, directly condensing a huge Python shadow.

"The power of God, bless me!"

Boom!

At the next moment, the sword meaning of Gu Haijin came in an instant. The sharp sword spirit was full of ethereal artistic conception. The seeds of sword meaning tore and exploded, blooming in all directions, covering the strong men of the barbarians.

Roar!

The bloody Python shadow and sword idea collided together, the terrible sound wave shook the space folded, and the vitality collapsed.

"I have the blessing of divine power. How can you defeat me alone? Get away."

The strong men of the barbarians shouted angrily.

Gu Haijin's strength surprised him a little, but with the blessing of "pretty God tattoo", his strength and defense increased several times. Needless to say, the real Python shadow inspired is also quite terrible.

Bang!

The sword Qi burst, and the fine sword light fell on the strong man's body, leaving only a few light white marks. The unique defense constitution of the barbarians made their body as strong as a spirit weapon, and the sword was difficult to hurt.

However, the power contained in this sword also offset the real body of Python shadow. After a slight tremor, the blood red Python shadow he sent out wound back on the strong man and still turned into a vivid tattoo.

When all the forces released by both sides were exhausted, they stepped back a few steps at the same time and stood at both ends of the challenge arena.

The strong man of the barbarians now looked at Gu Haijin without contempt and disdain.

"I underestimate you."

"But if you think you can beat me by this means, you are mistaken."

The strong man of the barbarians grinned and showed his white teeth, and a domineering momentum gradually rose. Then he pinched his fingers with both hands and burst into a "crackling" sound. After that, there was a long knife on his right hand.

The blade is about three feet long. The back of the blade bends with the blade. There are blood grooves on both sides. There are light ripple patterns on the top of the blade and numerous inscriptions. As soon as it is held in the hand of a strong barbarian, there is a solemn smell.

"I thought I could kill you with my fist. I didn't expect to force grandpa to use a knife. You boy, die without regret."

Before the words fell, the strong man of the barbarian nationality rushed forward with a knife in his right hand.

In the process of running, his momentum became more and more powerful, and the strong momentum collided with each other, forming a circle of numerous ripples.

The long knife in my hand seems to automatically absorb vitality. The light of the blade gradually becomes longer and brighter, blooming with lifelike light.

With a knife in hand, the opponent's combat power has been increased by at least 50%.

Gu Haijin on the other side could not help but show his prudence. He also saw the extraordinary long knife in the hands of barbarian warriors.

However, at this time, he will not easily admit defeat.

"Do you think you can change the war with a knife?"

"Even if it's a celestial spirit tool, it won't work in front of me!"

With a sneer, Gu Haijin waved his right green long sword and stabbed him at the other party.

"Empty spirit sword meaning, Xuanling sword!"

An indescribable sense of sword rose. Gu Haijin held the sword with both hands, and the pure yuan force poured into the long sword.

He cut out his sword with a crash, and the void opened a several Zhang long gap. It seemed that the shadow of a sword holding immortal condensed into shape.

As the virtual shadow holding the sword danced lightly, the meaning of each sword whirled like a vortex.

One, two, three

There are six whirlpools of sword meaning. They intersect head and tail and burst out violently, blocking the path of barbarian warriors.

However, at the next moment, a thick blade came out like a strong wind sweeping away the fallen leaves and bombarded the six sword whirlpools in an instant