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Tan Xiuyun is a Martial Emperor powerhouse, and He Wuxian is just an eighth-level Martial King.

The gap between the two should have been one in heaven and the other on earth.

Even if the ten eighth-level martial kings combined, they were not the opponents of the first-level martial emperors.

Before the two started the war, everyone expected that He Wuxian would definitely be hit hard by one move, or even killed in seconds.

Even Xue Tianjiao said goodbye to He Wuxian with a sad heart.

And now, He Wuxian was able to fight with Tan Xiuyun on a par, which suddenly shocked everyone.

The hundreds of people under the sword fighting arena all let out incredible exclamations.

Tan Xiuyun's face was also full of incredulity, and he frowned and said, "How is this possible? He is only an eighth-level martial king, how can he stop my Floating Cloud Sword Technique?"

He Wuxian laughed, pouted disdainfully, and said, "Tan Xiuyun, the Floating Cloud Sword Technique is not a big deal! Let Young Master Ben see, how capable are you?"

Tan Xiuyun was suddenly furious, and shouted coldly: "Do you want to die, I will fulfill you!"

"Ten thousand swords are coming to the west!"

The golden 'colored' spirit sword suddenly released a dazzling sword light, tearing through the air, and stabbing at He Wuxian.

Tan Xiuyun's figure swept a hundred zhang away, and instantly stabbed out more than nine hundred swords, and the golden 'colored' sword light shrouded He Wuxian.

Each sword light is condensed by Yuan Force, not a phantom, and has a powerful lethality.

This swordsmanship is extremely domineering, and its power is incredible.

The countless disciples under the sword fighting stage once again 'showed' their worries, why did they worry without hatred.

But He Wuxian was not worried, he held the blood-drinking knife and slashed out the flame sword light in the sky.

"Eight Desolations!"

His gestures were extremely fast, and the blood-drinking knife was full of red flames, and the speed of the slash was impossible to see with the fast 'flesh' eye.

In just an instant, he slashed out eight hundred sword lights, and they bombarded with the sword light in the sky.

"Bang!

A series of explosions sounded, and the eardrums of the people who shook hurt hurt.

The flame sword light in the sky, after colliding with the golden sword light hundreds of times, all turned into fragments of brilliance.

The fragments containing great power struck the ground of the sword fighting platform with a "bang, bang, bang", shaking the earth.

The two figures also separated suddenly, and at the same time, they were shocked by the force of the backlash and retreated, standing still apart.

Seeing this scene, the hundreds of people present were dumbfounded again, and they let out incredible exclamations in unison.

"It's a tie again!"

"He Wuxian blocked Tan Xiuyun's swordsmanship again!"

"How is this possible, he is only an eighth-level martial king, how can his strength surpass a great realm and be on par with Tan Xiuyun?"

Before the first move of 'fighting', He Wuxian could tie with Tan Xiuyun. (.800Book800)

Everyone felt that it might be a fluke, but Tan Xiuyun didn't go all out.

But now it's the second move, and He Wuxian is still evenly matched, this is the real superior strength.

No one believed it was true, not even the elders.

Throughout the 10,000-year history of the Zhongzhou Continent, with the strength of the eighth-level Martial King, the martial artists who defeated the ninth-level Martial King, although there are not many, there are also hundreds of geniuses.

But with the strength of the eighth-level Martial King, there is not a single person who has crossed a major realm and is on par with the first-level Martial Emperor!

This is already something that breaks everyone's perception and makes people unbelievable.

Hearing the discussion from all directions, Tan Xiuyun was already furious and 'desire'.

When he heard someone question his lack of strength, he was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

"It's just a martial king, if I can't even beat him, what face do I have in the future to continue to stay in the inner 'door'?"

Thinking like this in his heart, Tan Xiuyun snorted coldly, and swung his sword again to kill He Wuxian.

This time, he directly performed the last form of the Floating Cloud Sword Technique, the most powerful move.

"Cangyun Xuantian Annihilation!"

As Tan Xiuyun slashed out with a sword, the entire Doujian Peak instantly turned into boundless night.

The sky was obscured by dark clouds, the sun was gone, and the darkness around was not visible.

Between heaven and earth, only the three-zhang long golden 'colored' sword light seemed to tear the heavenly dome and slashed at He Wuxian's throat.

This sword attracted the power of heaven and earth, gathering the power of vitality within a radius of hundreds of miles, and the power was earth-shattering.

The more than 500 inner 'sect' disciples were all terrified in their hearts, and their faces 'revealed' their 'colors' of admiration and awe.

The swordsmanship that can lead to changes in heaven and earth is really amazing and desirable.

Tan Xiuyun's figure was hidden in the dark night, holding the sword light to assassinate, and shouted with a hideous face: "Since I practiced this trick Cangyun Xuantian Annihilation, it is the first time I have performed it in public. Why don't you hate, being able to die under my trick swordsmanship is enough for you to be proud of. ”

Looking at Tan Xiuyun, who was close at hand, and seeing the arrogance and domineering in his eyes, He Wuxian smiled disdainfully.

He held the blood-drinking knife in both hands, his arms flashing with purple light, and he used his life's strength to slash it down.

"Shura Slash!"

In the explosion of the golden cracked stone, the blood-drinking knife slashed at Tan Xiuyun's 'chest' from a distance of ten zhang.

At the same time, He Wuxian suddenly took nine steps and flew back four hundred zhang away.

Such an astonishing speed is on par with Tan Xiuyun, the Martial Emperor.

"Huh!"

Tearing through the night, the golden 'colored' sword light that crossed the sky slashed fiercely on the ground of the sword fighting platform.

The sword fighting platform made of special materials was suddenly cut out of a crack ten zhang long, and a terrifying wind rolled out.

This sword was actually dodged by He Wuxian and slashed into the air.

Not only that, Tan Xiuyun became more and more suspicious when he saw He Wuxian's actions.

"There is no sword light, and there is no Yuan Force 'wave' movement, could it be that he is pretending to be a god 'trick' and deliberately scaring me?"

Thinking of this, Tan Xiuyun was furious.

He had already decided that He Wuxi's appearance of pretending to explode with all his strength was pretending to be a gesture and wanting to take the opportunity to dodge.

However, just when this thought came to his heart, he suddenly only felt a cold 'chest'.

"Snort!"

Three consecutive swords like swords piercing through one's clothes sounded almost simultaneously, making it difficult to distinguish.

Tan Xiuyun's face suddenly turned pale, his eyes widened, and a thick and incredible 'color' appeared in his eyes.

His body was also knocked backwards by the huge force of tens of millions of catties, and smashed to the ground.

There was a muffled sound of "poof", and the earth shook more than once.

Tan Xiuyun, who was full of confidence a moment ago, was full of gray 'color' at this time, and the whole person was stunned.

He lay on the ground and struggled twice to get up.

His eyes, as wide as brass bells, looked at his 'chest', and he was immediately dumbfounded.

I saw that the Yuan Force shield was pierced through three fist-sized 'holes'.

The first-level spiritual weapon armor he wore also 'exposed' three large 'holes', revealing 'exposed' bleeding wounds.

The skin and flesh of the wound rolled up, revealing Sensen's white bones, and blood gushed out like a spring, staining his clothes and armor red in an instant.

"I was actually injured, and I was actually injured by a martial king?"

Tan Xiuyun was stunned, and his mind was blank.

From the day he advanced to the Martial Emperor realm, his vision became very broad.

In his opinion, reaching the realm of the Martial Emperor is truly entering the martial arts hall, which is a different world.

Under the Martial Emperor, there are all ants, and the so-called Martial King is like a mustard in his eyes, not worth mentioning.

And now, He Wuxian, who he regarded as an ant mustard, hit him hard.

How ironic is that?

The more than 500 disciples under the sword fighting stage were also dumbfounded, their mouths opened wide in horror, and they were speechless.

Qin Kaitian and several other elders were also full of shock, looking at He Wuxian, their eyes full of amazement.

This result was unexpected by everyone and unacceptable for a while.

Everyone thought before that He Wuxian would be killed by a sword, but he resisted it and divided the 'color' equally.

Everyone was shocked and saw that He Wuxian's strength was outstanding, so they thought that he could reach a draw with Tan Xiuyun.

But now they found out that they were wrong again, He Wuxian defeated Tan Xiuyun!

"This is too rebellious!" Qin Kaitian muttered with surprise on his face.

"Xue Tianjiao, you are really lucky. Fu Yuankang's face was 'revealed' with deep envy, and he did not hide his jealousy.

Xue Tianjiao was worried about why he didn't hate before, and he was relieved at this moment, and his face was red with excitement.

He has no hatred for such a genius and demon, he is also honored, especially with face.

At this point, everyone has seen that Tan Xiuyun is not He Wuxian's opponent.

He Wuxian also smiled, walked towards Tan Xiuyun with a blood-drinking knife, and said, "Tan Xiuyun, you are defeated, admit defeat." ”

Everyone also thought that if Tan Xiuyun admitted defeat, this matter would be revealed.

But no one expected that Tan Xiuyun raised his head, 'revealed' a hideous and distorted face, and stared at He Wuxian with blood-red eyes.

"Admit defeat??hahahaha! Why don't you hate you for being complacent too early! As a Martial Emperor powerhouse, how could I lose?"

"Now, let you see my real hole cards, and you will know the gap between the Martial King and the Martial Emperor immediately. ”

Tan Xiuyun laughed like crazy, and jumped into the sky.

Immediately after, an infinite golden light surged from his body, dazzling so dazzling that he dared not look at it directly.

He stood thirty feet in the air with his feet in the void, and his whole body was wrapped in the golden light that rose from the sky.

From the forehead of his brain, a palm-sized golden doll emerged.

The appearance of the golden 'colored' doll is very smart and lifelike, like Tan Xiuyun who has shrunk a hundred times.

The golden 'colored' doll quickly grew in size, becoming the same size as Tan Xiuyun, making his whole person golden and dazzling.

The golden 'colored' spirit sword in his hand also turned into a golden 'color' brilliance and integrated into his body.

In this way, Tan Xiuyun's whole person turned into a golden 'color', like a ten-zhang long golden 'colored' giant sword.

Seeing this scene, all the inner 'door' disciples of the Doujian Platform exclaimed, looking up at Tan Xiuyun, and their faces 'revealed' with admiration.

The expressions of the six elders on the edge of the sword fighting platform also changed suddenly.

Qin Kaitian frowned, and asked with a slight suspicion, "Golden Sword Yuan God?"

Zhu Yingming's face also changed greatly, he looked at Tan Xiuyun with anger on his face, and shouted hatefully: "I'm so angry! How can Tan Xiuyun be so eager for quick success?"

"The primordial god he condensed when he advanced to the Martial Emperor was originally a top-grade primordial god on the ground level, and his qualifications can be described as something that has not been encountered in a hundred years. In the future, if you can fuse a spirit sword above level six, it will definitely be extraordinary. ”

"But he didn't listen to the advice of this seat, in order to improve his strength and fuse the third-level spirit sword, this is self-destructive!"

As soon as they heard Zhu Yingming's words, several elders also shook their heads, 'showing' their faces full of regret.

All the elders understood that if Tan Xiuyun could fuse a sixth-level spirit sword, he would definitely be able to become a high-level martial emperor in the future.

But he just fused a third-level spirit sword, and he probably stopped at the fifth-level Martial Emperor in this life, and it was difficult to cross the hurdle of the sixth-level Martial Emperor.