Although his strength has greatly increased now, what he is facing now is the Sword God.

One of the best martial artists in the world.

Facing Ximen Chuixue, Zhang Sanfeng was not at all sure.

But if the opponent wants to fight, then fight.

He Zhang Sanfeng will never back down.

"You are too young to be my opponent."

Ximen Chuixue said calmly.

There is a strong confidence in the words.

Zhang Sanfeng did not speak.

He knew that what Ximen Chuixue said was indeed the truth.

Zhang Sanfeng's time to practice martial arts was too short, far from being the time to compete with peerless masters like Ximen Chuixue.

"However, your heart is very sincere. Only with sincerity and sincerity can you reach the pinnacle of swordsmanship. Those who are dishonest are not enough to talk about swords."

Hearing these words, Yu Canghai, who was kneeling on the ground, shook his body.

As the head of the Qingcheng faction, of course he knew about Sword God and Ximen Blowing God.

This is definitely a master that he needs to look up to.

Yu Cang-shen asked himself that he was also a master of swordsmanship, and that he had the Songfeng sword technique with one hand, and he had few rivals in the arena.

But he is somewhat self-aware, knowing his own swordsmanship, compared with Ximen Chushen's swordsmanship, it is not worth mentioning at all.

And what Ximen Chuixue said was the true meaning of using a sword.

At least, this is the kendo recognized by Ximen Chuixue.

A kendo that points directly to the path of the Sword God.

At this moment, Yu Canghai suddenly understood a lot.

Why has it been difficult for him to improve his martial arts in recent years?

The reason is probably due to lack of sincerity.

I have been thinking about the swordsmanship of warding off evil spirits, and wanting to plan for peerless martial arts.

But he forgot his sincerity in the sword and his own kendo.

And these, is the most fundamental of a master.

Much more important than any magic trick.

Zhang Sanfeng smiled slightly.

"If the sword god wants me, Zhang Sanfeng, to compare swords, he can wait until three years later to come to Wudang Mountain. Zhang will definitely live up to the sword god's expectations."

This sentence is very plain, but also very serious.

As long as he has three years to grow up, Zhang Sanfeng is absolutely sure that even if he faces Ximen Chuixue, he can defeat him.

"it is good!"

Ximen Chuixue's words were still brief and powerful.

"Three years later, I will go to Wudang, I hope you don't let me down."

He's a real sword-obsessed person, and would love to see a teenage master grow up to be his own opponent.

Only in this way can you hone your swordsmanship.

Although the rivers and lakes are big, he has found few opponents.

After finishing speaking, Ximen Chuixue turned around and walked out of the building.

In an instant, the astonishing murderous aura drifted away, leaving no trace.

"Three years."

Zhang Sanfeng muttered to himself.

Three years is definitely enough.

Three years later, he was going to defeat the Sword God.

Zhang Sanfeng clenched his fist slightly, his eyes full of confidence.

He glanced at Yu Canghai on the ground lightly.

"Poor tom!"

"Poor tom!"

……

The surrounding Qingcheng disciples all knelt down and begged him for mercy.

Zhang Sanfeng sneered, his figure flashed like a ghost, he passed through the crowd, and immediately left the restaurant.

In the restaurant, the eyes of everyone from the Qingcheng faction were still staring, but there was no breath.

These people were all broken by Zhang Sanfeng's palm force.

When they slaughtered the Lin Family Security Bureau, they probably never thought that one day they would end up like this.

After leaving Huiyan Tower, Zhang Sanfeng saw several fast horses galloping past.

The people on the horse are clearly flying the flag of the Five Sacred Mountains.

Judging from their clothes, they should be disciples of the Songshan faction, and the place they went was the direction that the people of the Hengshan faction were walking.

"Zuo Lengchan, a careerist, doesn't want to send some killers to Hengshan, right?"

Zhang Sanfeng's thoughts moved, and he immediately started his light work and followed him away. .

Chapter 28

Although these people's horses are fast, how amazing is Zhang Sanfeng's electric light walking?

He quietly followed each other, but these people were not aware of it.

After dark, several people fell off their horses in an abandoned temple.

Zhang Sanfeng thought about it, jumped to the top of the temple, lifted the tile roof, and observed the people below.

As soon as these people entered the temple, they began to take off their clothes and changed into another dress.

"This time, we pretended to be members of the Sun Moon God Cult and killed those old vultures, even if the resistance of the Five Sacred Mountains was reduced by more than half."

"Those vultures from the Hengshan faction, I'm afraid they won't even know until they die. Did they die under my sword?"

"This is not right. Everyone will hate the Sun Moon God Cult even more. In this way, we are finding the best reason for the Five Sacred Sword Sect to join forces."

"When the Zuo Sect unifies the Wuyue Sword Sect, and then wipes out the Sun Moon God Sect, my Songshan Sect can be called respected in the rivers and lakes."

……

Zhang Sanfeng listened from above and couldn't help but sneer.

These people from the Songshan faction were really not at ease, but fortunately he came with him.

Just then, there was a sound of footsteps outside.

In the darkness, a group of nuns could be seen, walking into the temple.

Several people from the Songshan faction immediately attacked.

"Enemy attack!"

The leader of the old nanny screamed, and a string of Buddha beads in his hand slammed out, and there was a sound of swords hitting each other.

"Jie Jie Jie, Master Dingjing, today you will submit to my Sun Moon God Sect, follow me to Heimuya, meet the Eastern Sect Master, and spare your life."

"Otherwise, today next year will be your death day."

They knew that Dingjing could not surrender, so they deliberately provoked her.

Master Dingjing snorted too coldly.

"Magic fanatics, Hugh is rampant."

Behind her, the disciples of the Hengshan faction immediately formed a sword formation.

The two sides fought fiercely together.

Soon, the Songshan faction had the upper hand.

Obviously, although there are not many people in the Songshan faction, their strength is too strong.

Especially the leading man, his swordsmanship is extremely delicate, and he is on a par with Dingjing Shitai.

However, among the people of the Hengshan faction, Dingjing Shitai's martial arts are also more brilliant.

The martial arts of the other female disciples were obviously inferior.

And the people of the Songshan faction were all good players, and they were quickly killed by their clumsiness, unable to defend themselves.

Master Dingjing tried to withdraw to support his disciples several times, but was entangled by the man in the lead.

If things go on like this, it won't be long before Dingjing's group of people will be wiped out.

At this moment, Dingjing suddenly let out a loud drink.

"You are not from the Demon Sect, are you disciples of the Songshan School?"

There was extreme shock in her voice.

Although I knew earlier that Zuo Lengchan had always wanted to merge the Wuyue Sword Sect, the Hengshan Sect strongly disagreed.

For this reason, Zuo Lengchan has long held a grudge against the people of the Hengshan faction.

However, the Five Mountains Sword Sect has always been in the same spirit and dealt with the Demon Sect together.

Dingjing did not expect that Zuo Lengchan would be so disregarding the overall situation that he sent someone to attack and kill his allies.

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