Youth's Cultivation

"Even if my grandson is wrong, no one else can do it. I only see that he is fearless and fearless. If he retreats, what else can he talk about Kendo!" Lingtian jianzun didn't mean to compromise at all.

"Hey, you guy, if you knew how to change in those years, why..." Wan jianzun seems to say that Ling Tianjian Zun was injured and robbed in those years, and finally had no choice but to fix the matter of scattered immortals.

However, Lingtian jianzun didn't respond to him, but looked at the virtual shadow of Wang Xiaohu's sword meaning, "win me, stop everything, lose, pay for my grandson's life!"

Wan jianzun sighed and didn't speak. His figure retreated, as if he was going to sit on the wall.

When Wang Xiaohu heard this, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes. "You can teach a group of animals, but you can't go there. Today, I'll teach you how to be a man!"

The virtual shadow of Wang Xiaohu's sword suddenly solidified, as gentle as the essence.

This time, the virtual shadow of their sword intention did not disappear. They stretched out their hands and a spirit sword appeared in their hands. Of course, it was also the cohesion of sword intention, but what Wang Xiaohu held in his hand was the appearance of dragon soul sword, red as blood.

In the hands of Ling Tianjian Zun, a sharp black and blue ancient sword appeared, which seems to be quite good.

They didn't say anything, nor did they use any sword moves. Their figures flickered and their swords collided alternately.

The two swords seemed to twinkle in the dark and collided with each other.

Wan jianzun was in general, kept nodding slightly, and occasionally thought with his eyebrows. It seemed that he had a little understanding.

Half an hour later, they didn't seem to know the outcome, but their sword intention became stronger and stronger.

"Victory or defeat, take out all your strength with this sword!" Lingtian jianzun said coldly. His figure radiated blue light and turned into a blue sword shadow. A sword stabbed Wang Xiaohu.

"You have to have that strength!"

Wang Xiaohu said, but he also paid some attention in his heart. The five-color sword flickered, and his figure turned into a five-color spirit sword and rushed up without fear.

Two sword lights flashed and met, and a ripple collided in the shocking vibration.

Two spirit swords scattered in the ripples.

At this moment, under the holy sword peak and in the ten thousand sword stones, the sky shaking sword chants sounded, and sword shadows flew out of the figures standing under the sword steles, like ten thousand sword pilgrims.

"Five color sword heart... Just, just..."

The virtual shadow of Ling Tian Jian Zun was blurred to the extreme. After saying this, it seemed that it was about to dissipate.

"Hey, don't look lost. I only used five points..." Wang Xiaohu's words made Wan jianzun nearby look straight at him. This guy is really

But he also saw that the boy really didn't use his strength. Is it another sword without God?

Lingtian jianzun didn't have any emotional fluctuations because of Wang Xiaohu's words, as if everything had dissipated because of the war.

At the next moment, Wang Xiaohu's name reached the ninth place of the sword monument, but at this time, it was still the wanjian Zun in front of him.

"Elder, please advise..."

Wang Xiaohu hugs his fist. Wan jianzun only wants to help himself, and he also knows that this is the peacemaker found by Zui Xian.

"I don't want to compete with you. Let's go. You have to compete. There will be opportunities in the future, but I can't wait at the medicine Valley!" Wan jianzun said a word, which made Wang Xiaohu's war intention disappear in an instant.

Medicine Valley, what's the matter?