Chapter 552 On Kendo, I am not afraid of anyone (1/2)

A sword was cut out, and the whistling and galloping wind burst!

This sword came out, and the immortal energy within ten thousand li instantly solidified.

All the creatures felt the sensation, and turned their heads to look in the direction of Yunlan City.

A vortex visible to the naked eye was above the nine heavens and fell downward.

“boom-”

Between heaven and earth, the sword light rolled like thunder, whistling and roaring.

In the sky above Yunlan City, the golden giant sword slashed down and slammed into the head of the tearing Tianxian.

The power of that sword directly caused the heaven and the earth to overturn. In the eyes of everyone, it seemed that the entire sky was falling and collapsing, pressing down!

Such a general trend, who can stop it?

Even Peng Zhenyao, who has gathered 200,000 miles of sword power, can’t stop such a sword of heaven!

“Thorn-”

The sword light flashed away!

The entire body that ripped apart the sky was cut in half, and it exploded into clouds of dust.

A sword.

Ten kilometers away from Yunlan City, the middle-aged Jianxiu holding a long sword was pale and his eyes were full of fear.

“The five degenerates of heaven and man, if you want to fight against the sky, your courage is commendable.” Han Muye’s voice sounded in his ear.

He was Peng Zhenyao, who gathered 200,000 li of sword power with the power of one sword.

It was a pity that his sword was vulnerable to a single blow in front of Yunlan Jianxian Han Wudi.

A sword broke through Peng Zhenyao’s sword, and the heaven and earth shook for thousands of miles.

This sword immortal character who can fight against the sky can’t even match the might of Han Wudi’s sword.

“Failed…”

Peng Zhenyao shook his head, a look of regret and loss on his face.

The sword force he condensed was his own way.

He originally wanted to use the sword of the avenue to break through the low tide of the five declines of heaven and man with the momentum of swallowing mountains and rivers.

However, this sword was seen through by Han Wudi.

Holding the long sword in his hand, Peng Zhenyao walked forward step by step.

Taking a step, his aura weakened a bit.

Ten steps later, he was already old, and his face was weathered.

“Five declines of heaven and man!” This scene made people exclaimed.

“He wants to gather the strongest combat power to challenge Yunlan Jianxian Han Wudi before the five declines of heaven and man, and also to challenge himself.”

“Pity…”

Seeing Peng Zhenyao’s old appearance, countless immortal cultivators had mixed feelings.

This is the five declines of heaven and man who have stopped 90% of the nine immortals.

But all immortal cultivators who have set foot on the peak of human beings must take this step.

An immortal cultivator who has been around for a lifetime has turned into a mortal who is plagued by disasters, and his strength has dissipated. Who can bear such a difficult situation?

“Since I set foot on the fairy road, I have never neglected at all, and I have taken steady steps until today.”

“Unfortunately, in the end, I was unable to cross the realm of heaven and man and fell into these five declines.”

“Well, be a mortal, then be a mortal…”

Peng Zhenyao leaned on his sword and walked forward, whispering in his mouth, a little bit of twilight in his cloudy eyes.

Why are there so many strong Daoists and more Daoists in the world?

Because the Taoist practice is the easiest way to survive the calamity of heaven and man in the world.

Whether it is the magic door or the sword repair, they are all determined to forge ahead. Once the sharp edge is damaged, it is difficult to have the fighting spirit again.

There are fewer sword cultivators in the world who have gone through the five declines of heaven and man than magic cultivators.

Seeing Peng Zhenyao like this, countless people shook their heads in regret.

It is impossible for him to survive the five declines of heaven and man in such a state of mind.

As a sword cultivator, he has a lot of slaughter, and once his mood is dusty, he will no longer be able to rise.

“Peng Zhenyao, where is your sword?” At this moment, Han Muye’s voice came from Yunlan City.

sword?

sword in hand.

“I have held a sword to kill people since I was thirteen years old, practiced swordsmanship, and learned the way of swordsmanship. For 130,000 years, the sword is always with me, and the sword is in my heart.” Peng Zhenyao lowered his head, whispered softly, and clenched the sword in his palm.

Thirteen thousand years later, the sword in his hand has become like his own body and limbs and cannot be separated.

“Your sword, is it really your sword?” Han Muye’s voice sounded again, and it was full of indifference.

Peng Zhenyao who clenched the hilt of the sword abruptly raised his head and lifted the sword in his hand, his old face flushed with excitement.

“This sword has followed me for 30,000 years, from an ordinary magic weapon, until today, it has become a middle-grade spiritual treasure.

When the voice came out, he was shocked suddenly, and his face was instantly pale.

He used this sword and his three hundred years of driving as a bet before, leading Han Wudi to fight.

lost.

If you lose the man, you also lose the sword.

He trembled all over, and his eyes fell on the sword in his hand.

When he made the bet, what he thought was to go all out. If he could win, he would rush through the realm of five declines of heaven and man and become a swordsman of heaven and immortal.

If you can’t win, then hand over your sword, and you will fall into the heavens and humans, and you may be silent for three to five hundred years.

The first thought, the will is firm.

But when it was time to hand over this sword, he realized how reluctant he was in his heart.

“This sword is named Luo Yuan, and I hope the invincible city lord will treat it kindly…”

There was reluctance on the long sword, and Peng Zhenyao’s fingers slowly released the hilt of the sword.

Accept the gamble.

The long sword floated in the air, and Peng Zhenyao slowly closed his eyes so that his eyes would not fall on it.

The long sword vibrated softly, and the sound of the sword chant was full of sadness to those sword cultivators.

“What is a sword?”

Han Muye did not take the Luo Yuan sword, but opened his mouth in a daze, his voice reverberating.

What is a sword?

Swords are killing weapons.

The sword is the way of practice.

The sword is sharp.

For Jianxiu, no one does not know what his sword is.

The surrounding swordsmen were silent.

They looked at Peng Zhenyao who gave up the long sword.

Yunlan Sword Immortal must have said it to Peng Zhenyao.

A Jianxiu who gave up the sword in his hand must feel uncomfortable when he hears such words.

It’s just that he has already won, so why use his words to ridicule him?

Peng Zhenyao shook his head and said in a sullen manner, “Invincible City Lord, since I have already accepted the bet and surrendered, the sword will be handed over to you, my sword cultivator—”

“My generation of sword cultivators, the sword is life.” Han Muye’s cold words, like a thunderbolt, directly shook between heaven and earth!

Sword is life!

The sword is the life of the sword cultivator!

Peng Zhenyao, who was already slumped, stared at the long sword in front of him, his shoulders trembling.

He slowly raised the hand that had been dangling weakly before, and clenched the hilt of the sword that had been released before tightly, tightly.

Tears rolled down his eyes.

“It turns out that you are my life.”

“No, you are a treasure more important than my life.”

“Just now, I almost lost something more precious than my life.”

Holding the hilt of the sword tightly, Peng Zhenyao’s rotten and old aura slowly dissipated and turned into a surge.

“Yunlan Sword Immortal, Peng Zhenyao, please enlighten me—”

Fight again!

With a sword in hand, how can you say no!

Peng Zhenyao took one step forward, flew forward, and the sword light brought by the sword in his hand was dazzling.

This sword is no stronger than the sword formed by the gathering of 200,000 miles before.

But in the eyes of everyone, this sword contains a deeper sword intent than that sword.

This is a kind of will that is unique to sword cultivators.

Never give up.

Unyielding.

This is Jian Xiu!

“Okay, this sword looks like a sword cultivator.” Han Muye’s voice sounded again, his figure moved, and he landed in front of Peng Zhenyao, and then pressed down with a sword.

“when-”

Peng Zhenyao was directly knocked back thousands of feet by this sword.

But this sword not only did not let Peng Zhenyao be discouraged, on the contrary, his fighting spirit was high.

“Come again!”

With the long sword drawn, he stepped forward again, and the sword light turned into a sharp ray, hitting Han Muye.

“when-”

“Come again!”

…

This is a swordfight like teaching.

In front of Yunlan Sword Immortal Han Wudi, Peng Zhenyao, the famous Luo Yuan Sword Immortal, was like a junior. Every sword was found to be flawed, and then he was repelled.

But Peng Zhenyao’s fighting spirit is like a ignited volcano, which is more and more erupting.

The sword light in his hand was as bright as the stars, illuminating the wasteland within a hundred miles, and the fighting intent on it condensed into a flame, making it difficult to look directly at it.

In him, the rot that had stepped into the Five Decays of Heaven and Man had long since disappeared, and what was revealed was full of surging qi and blood and sharp sword intent.

This is not to directly break through the five declines of heaven and man, but to block those calamities that impose the five declines of heaven and man on itself.

Use the power of kendo to overcome the five declines of heaven and man, and protect your own combat power.

There are tens of thousands of immortal peaks in the world, and there are very few who can survive the five declines of heaven and man without damage.

For immortal cultivators, in the end, it still depends on their own combat power.

As long as you are strong enough, you are a mortal and will be respected.

“This is really the sword fairy method…”

Looking at Peng Zhenyao, who was still rushing towards Han Muye with one sword at a time, some people whispered with envy in their eyes.

“Fairy Wood”

Who would have thought that this battle would have such an outcome?

The dragon and tiger fight that I originally wanted to see is true, but now this dragon and tiger fight is completely different from what I imagined.

What I originally wanted to see was the fall of a great cultivator and the rise of a great sword cultivator.

Now it is, but it is not.

Peng Zhenyao, who has stepped into the five declines of heaven and man, has not lost his fighting power, and the strength of Yunlan Jianxian’s swordsmanship is unfathomable.

Looking at the two sword lights vertically and horizontally, everyone’s eyes floated, and they didn’t know what to think.

The battle lasted five days.

It was not until Peng Zhenyao let out a long laugh, put away his long sword, and bowed to Han Muye.

After that, Peng Zhenyao conceded defeat and lived in seclusion in Yunlan City.

For Peng Zhenyao, this battle was like a rebirth.

This battle has caused many people to think deeply.

Myself, what are you asking for?

In the face of the five declines of heaven and man, can I have the luck of Peng Zhenyao?

In other words, if I can also be inspired and guided by such a strong person as Yunlan Jianxian, can I also survive the five declines of heaven and man without damage?

If Yunlan Sword Immortal had the ability to make every human immortal peak safely step through the five declines of heaven and man, what a terrible thing it would be!

Inside and outside Yunlan City, various thoughts spread, and countless immortal cultivators were hesitating and making choices.

On the other hand, Han Muye received another letter of challenge after seven days of retreat.

“Xia Jun, the godless sword immortal in Qiyuan City, has traveled 800,000 miles with the Wanque Sword, and will arrive at Yunlan City in three days.”

This is a message that Xie Chaoyan ordered to deliver urgently.

In order to pass the news, three Moruo people exposed their identities and had to leave the wasteland.

The real kendo overhaul, the undefeated powerhouse for 30,000 years.

The name of Xia Jun, in the wilderness sword repair, exists like a king in the sword.

Yunlan City City Lord’s Mansion Hall, looking at the jade-colored battle book suspended in the center, all the Yunlan City powerhouses have complex expressions on their faces.

How long has Yunlan City been built?

How many battles did Yunlan Sword Immortal have on the wasteland?

This can get the attention of a king in the sword. It not only represents the potential of Yunlan City and Yunlan Sword Immortal, and is valued by the seniors, but also means that in the future, Yunlan City may have more challenges.

This is the recognition of strength, and it is also the arrival of a real crisis.

Whether he can carry it or not depends on Yunlan Sword Immortal sitting on top of the hall.

“Invincible City Lord, do you want to try out a battle first?” Xie Chaoyan, who was standing below, cupped his hands and whispered: “We can intercept and kill first on the wasteland.”

“That’s right, now I, Yunlan City, are considered as strong as a cloud. I send a few experts from the Heavenly Immortal Cave, and even if I lose the match, I will be able to find out the truth of his Wushen Sword Immortal.”

“City Lord, I would like the first battle.”

Below, the immortals of the digital caves stood up.

They have already placed their own cave in Yunlan City. As long as they start within a thousand miles outside Yunlan City, even if they lose, they can retreat into their own cave.

Who can step into the cave and kill like the invincible city lord, how many are there in the wasteland?

Now is the time to show loyalty.

One after another, they looked forward to Han Muye.

Han Muye shook his head and stood up.

“I have a sword in my hand, why do you need to stop me?”

He narrowed his eyes, the light in his eyes was so deep that it was difficult to look directly.

“But when it comes to kendo, I’m not afraid of anyone.”

Don’t be afraid of anyone!

What kind of arrogance is contained in these dandan words!

What kind of confidence is needed to say such a thing!

There was a hint of excitement on Zuo Baichou’s face, he turned his head to look at Zhao Chen who was beside him, and then turned his attention to Xie Chaoyan who looked the same.

The three of them were all businessmen, and they were the best at calculating.

Peng Zhenyao came to challenge, and under the operation of the three people, the atmosphere was brewed to the peak.

That battle has earned Han Muye a lot of fame.

Today, a kendo master who is more famous and stronger than Peng Zhenyao is fighting. If he operates properly, the name of Yunlan Sword Immortal can be resounding in half the Yunteng Wasteland!

“City Lord, the photo stone of your battle with Elder Peng Zhenyao has spread over millions of miles. Many kendo experts are very interested in your combat power and kendo cultivation.” Xie Chaoyan and Zuo Baichou nodded their heads, then Looking at Han Muye.

“If the city owner is sure to win, then in the battle with Wushen Jianxian, you can invite the surrounding kendo experts to watch the battle.”

Take the initiative to attack, attract the strong to watch the battle.

This is the quickest way to make a name for yourself.

Which famous and powerful person on the wasteland is not a hero after a hundred battles?

In order to quickly become famous, Han Muye could only use the tricky method of inviting spectators.

“Is it too late?” Han Muye did not refuse, but spoke softly.

Not worrying about the outcome, but asking too late.

This kind of randomness, and the confidence revealed in it, made the atmosphere in the entire hall become relaxed.

The name of the invincible city lord of Yunlan City really deserves it!

“I can arrange a temporary teleportation formation from Luming City to Yunlan City.” Xie Chaoyan said loudly.

A temporary teleportation formation made those strong swordsmen turn from Luming City to Yunlan City to watch the battle.

Without the confidence to win, why bother so much?

“Okay.” Han Muye Dandan opened his mouth, then with a movement, he disappeared into the hall.

The strong men in the hall looked at each other, surprises flashed on their faces.

With such an attitude of the city owner, why should I worry?

Half a day later, in a valley a hundred miles away from Yunlan City, a fairy light soared into the sky.

The teleportation formation with Luming City was completed.

Even if the cost of this battle is huge and it can only last for a year, it is enough for Yunlan Sword Immortal’s reputation.

The teleportation formation was formed, and between the two days, sword lights flashed from time to time.

That sword light is powerful and can rush into the sky.

By the third day, there were nearly a hundred tyrannical sword lights surrounding Yunlan City.

At this time, there was a roar in the sky.

A sword light from the west crossed the heavens and the earth, triggering the tide of immortal energy, and it came slowly.

Different from Peng Zhenyao’s gathering of strength at the beginning, this Godless Sword Immortal does not need to gather his sword strength at all.

His arrival is his strongest sword power!

With a sword coming from the west, heaven and earth move!

“Yunlan Sword Immortal Han Wudi?”

“There is still a boy with a sword under the deity’s seat, how about you come?”

A sword swept across the sky, and the sound was thunderous.

“Holding a sword?” Han Muye’s figure appeared at the head of Yunlan City, and then stepped out, his figure reappeared thousands of miles away.

“Let me see what kind of sword needs Han to hold.”

“This sword, how-” The voice started, and the sword light fell!

A sword light of ten thousand feet attacked and killed from ten thousand miles away, stomping on Han Muye’s head!

There is no charm in the sword, only pure murderous intent.

This kind of murderous intention, Han Muye once sensed in the memory of a long sword.

Blood War Sect!

Covering the Rain Immortal Realm overwhelms the forces and controls the overlord sect of Shengxiantai!

This is the first time that Han Muye has seen a person from the Blood War Sect in the Rain-covering Immortal Realm~www.readmtl.com~ Although this Godless Sword Immortal Xia Jun did not come as a disciple of the Blood War Sect.

“Good sword.”

Han Muye whispered softly as he looked at the sword light that was on his head, and the sword intent gathered on his body.

His immortal qi cultivation base is not worth mentioning in front of a real Heavenly Immortal Realm Sword Immortal, but his swordsmanship can make him not bow his head in front of anyone.

Behind him, an illusory cave world emerged.

He chose to do it thousands of miles away from Yunlan City because this was the edge where he could borrow the power of the cave.

With the power of this refining cave, he has the courage to face a kendo angel.

It also has such power!

“sword.”

“Come-“