The Art of the Great Sword

On the other side.

Outside the last secret realm.

Due to the checks and balances of the Huo family and fear of public outrage, the Liu clan did not dare to eat alone this time. All the princes and dukes can enter to explore and look for opportunities.

On the periphery, only some princes and dukes with insufficient strength are still waiting.

Knowing that there is no chance, they are still unwilling to leave, just to see if they can pick up some soup to drink, which is better than nothing, right?

And outside the crowd, there stood an old man holding a magic sword.

He smiled and was not noticeable at all.

He was the kind that would be forgotten even if someone looked at him a few times.

He was waiting, waiting for Jiang Ding to appear.

The era of great contention is coming to an end. The strong men from all sides who got the luck of becoming a saint have absorbed and digested it. Old man Ye has also integrated the luck of becoming a saint and reached the realm of small saints.

In that battle, old man Ye had many objections.

Today, he wants to challenge Jiang Ding again!

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Secret realm

The princes of all parties roared in anger and trembled all over. They searched for a whole day, but did not find any valuable treasures. They were almost mentally broken.

After such a big fight, there was nothing inside.

Isn't this a joke?

Some princes were still running for a glimmer of hope and wanted to come in to find the luck of becoming a saint. In the end, they did not find the luck of becoming a saint, but encountered many monsters.

The fighting never stopped. After paying so much price, it was just such a result in the end. No wonder they were so angry.

Jiang Ding was also in the queue. He didn't care too much about the so-called chance. After realizing that the luck of becoming a saint could be absorbed, he immediately found a cave and began to integrate and practice, and finally successfully promoted to the saint realm.

So far, the entire Great Zhou Dynasty has more than a dozen saint realm strongmen.

This is nothing. In addition, the improvement of other princes is more obvious. There are also those below the prince realm who have been promoted one after another under the nourishment of terrifying spiritual energy.

If the Great Zhou Dynasty before the revival of spiritual energy was just a remote place in Dongzhou, with no value and no status, then the status of the Great Zhou Dynasty after the revival of spiritual energy soared straight to a terrifying level.

Especially the Fang family, if you really compare them, even the Liu clan can't be compared.

From now on, the Great Zhou Dynasty will become the future center of Dongzhou, and a large number of cultivators will gather here.

"Now that the Liu clan has relied on the big tree of Liu Country, I don't need to go far away. If I perform well in the Liu clan, I will definitely have a place to enter Liu Country in the future..."

Jiang Ding grinned and smiled.

After walking out of the secret realm, although other people obviously looked indignant, it did not affect Jiang Ding's mood.

However, at this moment, a terrifying breath came from the void, locking Jiang Ding's whole body from a distance, like a giant beast standing there, challenging him.

"Hmm?"

Jiang Ding turned his head suddenly. He was already a saint, but there were still people who were so reckless and provocative. Did they really think that saints were kind and would not kill people easily?

When he looked over and met his eyes, a hatred that transcended time and space grew fiercely.

He recognized his identity and also sensed his terrifying fighting power.

He was also a saint!

"Ye Qingcang?"

Jiang Ding laughed softly and sneered, "You are so lucky that you have reached the level of a saint. However, what can you compare with me? I could easily defeat you back then, and it is the same now!"

Old man Ye raised his face with a calm expression, "I was not convinced by that battle, so I came here today to ask for advice. We are at the same level, let's see whose swordsmanship...is better after all!"

"Looking for death!"

Jiang Ding curled his lips and looked disdainful.

The next moment, the magic sword appeared in his hand, emitting a brilliant and dazzling light, revealing the unique power of a saint, and the breath was humming continuously.

The void was filled with violent energy fluctuations, surging one after another, the huge waves exploded, and the sword light condensed, making him extremely extraordinary, like the only true immortal in the world.

Old man Ye in the distance, although also a saint, his aura was much weaker than Jiang Ding, and his expression was very lazy and listless.

When Jiang Ding's aura came out, everyone around was shocked and quickly cast their eyes over.

"Jiang Ding?"

A strong man of the Liu clan frowned, not quite understanding why Jiang Ding was like this. When he followed Jiang Ding's gaze and fell on Old Man Ye, he understood.

"Personal grudge?"

The strong man asked back.

"That's right, the Liu clan doesn't need to intervene, just watch how I kill him easily."

Jiang Ding laughed loudly, with a curve at the corner of his mouth, as if he didn't care about the fight between the two at all, even if they were both saints.

Ye Qingcang was defeated by him, he had been defeated before, and he would be defeated again in the future. This brand would accompany him for the rest of his life, and he couldn't turn over no matter how hard he struggled.

"Quick fight and quick decision."

The Liu clan nodded, dispersed aside, and took the initiative to watch the battle.

At this moment, they were more afraid of Jiang Ding.

He was one of the few people in the Liu clan who was promoted to saint.

The Liu clan in the future will definitely rely on him more.

"I've been waiting for this battle for a long time."

Old man Ye shouted, and his body jumped up and flew straight into the sky. At the same time, a terrible aura emanated, suppressing the ages.

He raised his hand and grabbed it, and the sharp magic sword fell into it, slashing a terrifying streak on his head, extremely wanton, and crushing.

"Puff!"

The sword light slashed towards Jiang Ding's body. The latter watched the sword coming, neither dodging nor dodging, and the light in his pupils burst out.

"Break it for me!"

Jiang Ding's magic sword slashed horizontally, and he actually blocked the attack of Old Man Ye directly. This was a clash between saints, and the sword intent rushed to all directions in the next moment.

The terrifying aura brought a terrible driving force, pushing many cultivators away directly. The group of kings and powerful men who were usually arrogant turned pale after witnessing the two people's sword clash, and no one dared to say a word.

The two of them killed each other brazenly, and the collision that occurred in an instant suddenly appeared in the void. The sword light spanned eternity, the aura was sharp, and the back and forth killing was a collision unique to the sword intent.

"You haven't become a sword master, and neither have I. Our realms are the same, hahahaha..."

Jiang Ding laughed, "But, I was able to defeat you then, and I can defeat you today as well! It's just that after I defeat you this time, I won't spare your life."

Old man Ye said nothing, his expression even colder.

Fighting has become an instinct for him, and it is also the only way to vent his emotions.

He has endured too many grievances and hardships over the years. If it weren't for Fang Qingyang, he would probably be trapped in the small sect of Zihe Sect for the rest of his life, just like falling into the abyss, and he would never be able to climb out for the rest of his life.

But he climbed out.

He came to Jiang Ding with a sword, wanting to continue the battle.

This is exactly what Old Man Ye is obsessed with!