Dong Huangjun's eyes were full of fighting spirit, and Chuan Zhuping's face was cold. It was not because of Donghuang Jun's challenge, but because of Donghuang Jun's words, he entered the Lingjian Gate before the sword Lingzi, and he was also the first genius king below the Lingjian Sect, and he hated the words of the sword Lingzi who pressed him the most.

In fact, he fought with Jian Lingzi, and he had never been defeated, although he had never had a chance of winning, but he believed that his killing move did not make a move, otherwise he would definitely be able to kill Jian Lingzi, but he couldn't do this within the sect. Dong Huangjun is exposing his shortcomings, making the anger and murderous intent in his heart surge. However, he knew very well that the Mo family needed such a chess piece. If one prince can control the future Eastern Empire, then the Mo family's power will swell again.

"Then let you cooperate with us convincingly!" Chuan Zhuping said coldly, and then stepped forward to confront Donghuang Jun quietly.

"Let's get out of the sword!" Dong Huangjun had a smile on his face, but as soon as he stood up, the whole person was like a sword that broke through the ground, simple and sharp.

"The heart sword is like a realm!" Chuan Zhuping looked at Donghuang Jun's seemingly flawless standing posture with slight surprise, and said in a low voice.

Dong Huangjun's performance seems to be a bit unexpected by these people, but it can also be seen that this son is a peerless genius of the Dong Huang family, which is not an exaggeration at all. Legend has it that this Eastern Emperor Jun was the first person in kendo under the Eastern Emperor and the King of War, and a solemn expression flashed in Zhu Ping's eyes.

The faint smile on Dong Huangjun's face was still there, but he didn't say anything, just looked at Chuan Zhuping quietly.

"Zheng ......" An electric light pierced the void, as if the entire mountain forest was divided, and Zhuping did not wait, even if he couldn't find the flaw of Donghuang Jun, he believed that as long as he attacked the flaw, it would naturally appear.

The strongest defense is offense, this is the concept of Zhu Ping, so he doesn't need to defend, so no matter what the opponent is, he just has to do his own attack.

"Buzz ......" An invisible wave of qi suddenly emanated from Dong Huang Jun's body, and then people saw that Dong Huang Jun just gently waved the sword in his hand, only three feet in front of him.

Quiet as a virgin, moving like a rabbit, but the waves of qi that burst out from Donghuang Jun's body turned into a radiant sword qi when his sword blade danced. Countless lights and shadows are shining, like a net like fog, like a dream.

Chuan Zhuping's face changed, no matter where his attack came from, it would inevitably burrow into the opponent's sword net streamer. Is this the Eastern Emperor Streamer Sword Technique? Chuan Zhuping had to secretly admire that the person who was able to create this kind of sword technique that was almost in harmony with the momentum and the aura of heaven and earth back then was really a great genius.

Chuan Zhuping's attack had to be interrupted, because the battle qi cultivation between him and Donghuang Jun was almost the same, although the Donghuang Streamer Sword could be pierced, but he could not guarantee that he would still be able to attack this sword safely after entering that sword net. If the enemy is injured first, then what awaits him will be endless attacks.

Donghuang Jun moved forward slightly, full of sword light, like a fish swimming in a streamer, natural, the trajectory is wonderful, and then the streamer suddenly converged, like a comet passing through the sky, dragging the long and bright comet tail to the retreating Chuan Zhuping.

Zhuping's sword is the sword of attack, but he failed to attack, so he retreated, but Donghuangjun would not let go of such an opportunity, he chose to attack, the sword is like a streamer, and the momentum is like a meteor. In this dense forest, there suddenly seemed to be countless sharp winds whistling by, and the branches swaying on all sides were actually cut into countless pieces in this agitated sword intent, making the void confused.

"The chaotic leaves are already charming, and the sword light is flashing. The two poles of life and death are reincarnated, and there are a thousand shadows of streamers. What an Eastern Emperor Streamer Sword Technique!" An urn sounded in vain and floated up from between the mountains and forests.

"Ding, ding......" A series of crisp gold and iron resonance sounded, and the figures of Donghuang Jun and Chuan Zhuping could not be seen in the thousands of chaotic leaves, but just listening to the fast and fierce voice, you can know that the two of them have played a real fire, and it is difficult to guess who wins and who loses. But the sudden sound surprised everyone in the woods.

"Who is it, come out for me......" Zhan Qing snorted coldly, it was obvious that the voice just now seemed to be far and near, as if it was light and heavy, as if it was right next to them, but they didn't see a figure when they went.

It is not the people of the Destiny Demon Sect and the Spirit Sword Sect who are speaking, nor can it be the people of the Eastern Empire, then there must be a third-party force lurking here, but who can tell clearly whether it is friend or foe. This made everyone start to be cautious, but Zhan Qing and the disciples of the Demon Sect were not very big, their number was more than that of the Eastern Emperor, even if there were four or five more enemies, so what, the same strength was less than their own.

"Hide your head and show your tail, but I advise my friends that this is a matter between us and the Eastern Empire, and it is best to interfere less. Zhan Qing drank lowly.

"It's not the tiger master who hides my head and tail, it's you who are blind to the dog's eyes, such a big tiger master is in front of you, but you can't see it, and you actually scold me, you, really damn it!" There was a chill in the voice.

The disciples of the Demon Sect were suddenly startled, their eyes wandered around, and suddenly someone shouted: "...... there"

So everyone's eyes followed the direction of their fingers, and between the gaps in the shredded leaves of this dense forest, they saw a big tiger with black and white stripes on a big tree not far away, and they were watching with relish the fierce battle between Donghuang Jun and Chuan Zhuping.

A big tiger who can speak human words, a tiger also knows the swordsmanship of the Eastern Imperial Family, and that expression is extremely humane, and everyone is stunned,

"The royal family of the Ten Thousand Beast Mountain Range?" Zhan Ping felt a dangerous aura on the body of the great tiger. Although there is only one tiger, but squatting on the tree like that, it makes people feel like they are on the edge of the abyss. This is definitely the royal family in the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range, otherwise how could he be able to speak before he transformed, and he could understand the Eastern Emperor Streamer Sword Technique......

"Shhh......h

"Pretend to be a ghost!" One of the disciples of the Demon Sect scolded disdainfully, and then glanced at a few people on the side, the other party was just a tiger that had not been transformed, no matter how strong it was, it was only the peak of the War Sect, and his own people could still easily kill the other party, in this secret realm, except for a few forces related to the Mo family, all other people could be regarded as enemies. Of course, if the other party is of little value to the Mo family, they are not even interested in talking.

Several people from the Eastern Empire obviously also saw this sudden big tiger, and they were very surprised, they had never found out about the existence of this tiger, as if this big tiger appeared out of thin air, but this was absolutely impossible.

"Zheng...... Zheng ......" another sound of swords. Everyone's minds were once again attracted by Zhuping and Donghuangjun, and Zhuping once again made a sword, but with the same seven swords.

One person controlled seven swords at the same time, whether it was the Fate Demon Sect, the Spirit Sword Sect, and the people of the Eastern Empire, they were all stunned. Even Dong Huang Jun was counterattacked and retreated at once. Ended the advantage of pressing the attack of Chuan Zhuping.

"With the Seven Swords, flashy!" the big tiger on the tree couldn't help but say with a little disdain.

The seven swords of Zhuping, of different lengths and shapes, he no longer held the sword, but controlled it with his mind, as if there were countless hands waving, and suddenly it was like a sword net of twisted nets, counterattacking towards Donghuangjun.

Dong Huangjun's eyes were a little more solemn, although he saw more than ten terrible wounds on Chuan Zhuping's body bursting, but it did not affect Chuan Zhuping's madness.

"The way of war lies in the trade-off, and if you want to take it, you must give it up first, otherwise you will never really walk on your own path. The big tiger on the tree looked at Dong Huangjun and hesitated, and couldn't help but remind.

"Trade-off...... A fine break through the ......" Donghuangjun's eyes suddenly lit up, gritted his teeth, and seemed to have secretly made a decision. The thousands of streamers and sword shadows around the body suddenly condensed, and they were no longer ever-changing, but only synthesized into a giant sword, a giant sword of light and shadow, and stabbed out suddenly.

"Buzz......" The flying chaotic leaves in the entire void seemed to have been summoned by something, and suddenly coalesced with the giant sword, as if wrapping the giant sword with a layer of cyan coat.

Dong Huangjun completely ignored Chuan Zhuping's seven swords, and just slammed this giant sword into Chuan Zhuping's sword net like pushing a giant tree.

With a dull loud bang, the blades condensed into scabbards suddenly turned into thousands of butterflies flying in the sky, almost blocking everyone's sight....... At the same time, a dazzling light suddenly burst out from the flying leaves, as if it was a bright light in the night.

It was the streamer of the sword, the light of the Eastern Emperor streamer sword, and these flying leaves could not hide their endless brilliance.

"Ding, Ding......"

"Ah......" In a series of golden and iron resonances, there was a miserable cry from Zhuping. Then someone sensed a figure slamming to the ground, splashing blood in the air, as if there was a salty smell.

The broken leaves in the sky swirled and fell, and soon, the world became very clean, everything seemed to be settled, and a long wound on Dong Huang Jun's shoulder was almost pierced by a small sword no more than two feet long, but Dong Huang Jun's face was flooded with a relaxed smile, because at this time, Chuan Zhuping's throat was like a fountain gushing out of scarlet blood.

Fighting is a trade-off, Dong Huangjun suddenly came to his senses, he found that his previous combat experience was indeed too little, if he understood this truth from the beginning, then, he might be able to avoid even a shoulder injury.

Chuan Zhuping died, twitched a few times on the ground, and then fell silent, his sword, except for one that was still nailed to Donghuangjun's arm, and several other swords of different lengths were scattered around him.

Donghuang Jun broke his seven sword kills, although the seven swords are sharp, but they lack the atmosphere, although they are not as flashy as the big tiger said, but they are not suitable for one-on-one duels, maybe used for group killing, it will be a terrible big kill. But Chuan Zhuping didn't see it through, he wanted to take a different path from others, but such a way requires a huge price.

Donghuang Jun broke through with a sharp edge, fighting to get injured, as long as he could pierce the opponent's sword net, then he won, the big tiger on the tree reminded him, so he made a good choice, although he was injured, but it was worth it. You must know that the legend of Zhuping is the sword master in the Spirit Sword Gate, and his swordsmanship has never been invincible under the king of war, at most, it is the former Ananda and the sword Lingzi and his swordsmanship are between Bozhong. But at this moment, he died in his own hands, and he still fought head-on, which is definitely an incentive for Donghuangjun.

"Thank you......" Dong Huangjun sincerely thanked the big tiger on the tree.

"The hard work of raising claws, what a lot of teeth. The big tiger on the tree shook his head, and after grinning at Donghuang Jun, he turned his head to look at Zhan Qing and the disciples of the Destiny Demon Sect, and the expression on his face suddenly became extremely rich. He raised his claws, and when the group of disciples of the Demon Sect had not yet recovered from the emotions of the death of Zhuping, he jumped off the tree, and said to everyone angrily: "Now that the play is over, the time for the robbery is up, you, you, and you, who know each other, will obediently hand over all the Qiankun rings and valuable things in your hands to me, so that I can save the tiger master and me by doing it myself, and let you suffer a lot." ”

Everyone couldn't help but look sluggish, what is this thing for? Could it be that this tiger has heard too many stories of fighting without life, and still thinks that he is the demon king of the mixed world. Even Dong Huangjun was dumbfounded, is this tiger here to tease?

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