At this time, Tang Ziyan and Zhang Bairen also came, and the people who came were slightly surprised when they looked at the man who was not defeated.

Tang Ziyan was a little incredulous and said, "Brother Ma is actually you?"

The man of Fututian shook his head a little frustratedly, as a disciple of Fututian in the Eastern Wilderness Holy Land, he was naturally strong, and he also had a little thought about Tang Ziyan, but now he was actually defeated in front of the goddess, which made him feel shameless, so he had to arch his hand and leave quickly.

Jian Wuchen also saw the arrival of Zhang Bairen and Tang Ziyan, and when he saw Tang Ziyan's stunning face, a trace of strangeness flashed in Jian Wuchen's eyes, obviously a little tempted.

But when he saw Zhang Bairen, he had to sigh that the world was really big, this man's strength was extremely strong, even he was not sure that he would be able to take it.

Zhang Bairen, who also looked at Jian Wuchen, also had a divine light in his eyes, although he was born in Confucianism and paid attention to the golden mean of benevolence and righteousness, but Confucianism was also a first-class holy land in the world, Zhang Bairen's strength was even more powerful, and he was in Zhongzhou for so many years, and there were only a few people who could be compared with him, but he didn't expect that he had just come to Luoyang to see a man who felt dangerous to him, and now he saw a person who even he was not sure to take, how could this not make him excited.

"In the lower Confucian Zhang Bairen, I don't know what Your Excellency is called?" stepped forward, Zhang Bairen smiled gently.

Jian Wuchen also returned the salute calmly, and said slightly: "Jian Wuchen!"

"The sword is as its name suggests, I really want to see who has the stronger sword between you and Jun Mowen!" Hearing this name, Zhang Bai couldn't help but speak, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he knew that he was a little excited, and he was suddenly a little embarrassed.

Qinglin looked at Zhang Bairen and chuckled: "Zhang Bairen, if you want to compare, make your own move, don't use my senior brother as a shield." ”

"Haha, it turns out that you are brothers in the same sect!" Zhang Bai couldn't help but sigh, it was really terrifying that there were three such powerful monks in one sect!

After seeing Xi Menglong's arrow today, Zhang Bairen also had a higher perception of Xi Menglong.

"We only came out to see you when we felt your sword qi, I really didn't expect you to do it with someone as soon as you came!" Xi Menglong said with a smile.

I have known Xi Menglong Jian Wuchen for a long time, so I also know his temper, so it is naturally very casual.

Tang Ziyan also walked up at this time, and chuckled: "Since a few of you are interested in having a drink, why don't you go to my Guanghan Palace!"

Everyone thought about it and agreed, maybe it was providence, a group of people were just about to leave, and a wild voice resounded over Luoyang City!

"Zhang Bairen, you come out for me, I don't ask!"

Hearing this voice, Zhang Bairen suddenly had a headache and couldn't help frowning.

A man appeared in the sky quickly, this is a very young man, slender and straight, handsome, eyes as shining as stars in the sky, wearing a black robe, people feel very uncomfortable, he is like an extremely sharp sword, everywhere he goes to the sword.

In his hand, he held a black long sword, the long sword was very sharp, a little bit of blood light loomed, and there was endless killing intent sealed, as if he had drunk the blood of tens of millions of living beings. Seeing Zhang Bairen below, his footsteps appeared beside this group of people in an instant, looking at Zhang Bairen indifferently.

Zhang Bairen looked at Jun Mo and knew that since this guy was here with a sword, then this battle might not be avoidable.

"Zhang Bairen We have been fighting in Zhongzhou for so many years, don't delay the battle between you and me for too long, I think there should be an end in the near future!" Jun Mo, who was wearing a black robe, asked, holding a long sword, standing in front of him and said lightly.

"Jun Mo asked you that there must be a battle between me, don't be in a hurry, I still have something to do today, I don't have time to greet you!" Zhang Bairen looked at Jun Mo calmly and said.

"It seems that the rumors are correct, Jun Mowen and Zhang Bairen fought all the way to the Eastern Wilderness, and I heard that it was because of the second princess of the Great Qin Empire!"

"That's right, the younger generation in Zhongzhou has a king war, and it is an earth-shattering fight, and they all have talented secret skills, and even the older generation can't stop them. ”

Feeling the momentum of the two people present, it is really extraordinary, and there will definitely be a dragon fight.

"There is no mortal enmity between you and me, I don't want to fight you to the death, why do you want to chase after you?" Zhang Bairen's voice was very calm, although he didn't want to fight, but he didn't have a trace of cowardice.

They fought all the way from Zhongzhou to the Eastern Wilderness, and they didn't know how many times they had fought each other, they were evenly matched, but the more they reached the later stage, the more fierce they became, and the battle between the kings was a battle of life and death, and Zhang Bairen didn't want to start a war at will. But Jun Mowen didn't give him such a choice, he looked at Zhang Bairen coldly, and the long sword in his palm burst out with a shocking momentum. "Since you really want to show it, then what's the point of fighting!" Although Confucianism is modest, benevolent, benevolent and righteous, it does not mean that it will not kill.

"You and I are not qualified to watch the battle, let's find a place to fight!" Jun Mo's words were cold, and he glanced at everyone around him with indifferent eyes.

"This is too arrogant, we dare to do this in the Eastern Wilderness, why don't we let the battle be?"

"Do they really think they can dominate the Eastern Wilderness?"

"This is too strong, do you really think that he has already ruled the world, giving orders in my Eastern Wilderness!"

Jun Mowen smiled coldly and said, "Although I am not the king of the world, it is not something that ants like you can guide behind my back, and there are few people in the generation of Donghuang who can enter my eyes." ”

"It's too much!" someone felt dissatisfied, and his whole body bloomed purple, like a star shining, this is a young man, and shouted: "Why do you underestimate my Eastern Wilderness Monk?"

"Just because I am the king of the younger generation in Zhongzhou!" Jun Mowen's face was indifferent, and he didn't look at him at all.

"Let me see if you, the so-called king, live up to your name!" the man rushed forward.

"The pearl of rice grains also shines!" Jun Mowen sneered, he didn't use the long sword, as if he was disdainful, a phantom appeared behind him, the phantom had eight arms, and there was a weapon on each arm, a mysterious and hazy!

"Poof!"

Blood splattered, and the man who had just stepped forward was cut in two, as if he was fighting against a god, he was powerless to return to the sky, he couldn't stop it at all, and his weapon was reduced to pieces.

"This ......"

Everyone was stunned, and their hearts were cold, the king of the younger generation in Zhongzhou was too terrifying, and with just one blow, he split a strong man who stepped on the peak realm of the third step of the sky into two halves!

"Boom!"

Jun Mowen didn't turn around, the phantom behind him disappeared, and then looked at everyone coldly.

"In my opinion, except for the Daochen of the Taoist family, as well as a limited number of people such as the two holy sons of the Art of War, the rest of the graces are all vulnerable!" Jun Mo asked, his black hair danced, his eyes were deep, like a Hades King, his eyes were cold and pressing, and he looked at everyone around him indifferently. Jian Wuchen and Qinglin and the others raised their eyebrows, he was not very interested in such arrogant words, but just when he and Qinglin were about to make a move, they stopped, because someone had already made a move.

"It's really arrogant, I want to see what the king of Zhongzhou is!"

A heavenly knife fell from the sky, terrifying to the extreme, the long knife as black as ink carried a strange sword, invincible, this is definitely a strong blow, without leaving a hand.

Jun Mowen, who also felt the horror of this = knife, finally raised the long sword in his hand, and the long sword of the incomparably cold sword was facing the sky, and an equally huge sword light crossed the sky.

"Boom!"

A sword collided with each other, bursting out with dazzling sparks, and the terrifying power made many people around them retreat.

"Demon King's Sword!"

Behind Jun Mowen's back, a terrifying phantom reappeared, eight arms danced in unison, eight divine swords bloomed with endless divine light, countless sword rays vibrate, and then the sound of the sound of the sound was endless, rushing to the sky.

The murderous spirit is so angry that everyone is terrified.

Dancing with eight arms, it was hard to imagine how terrifying the power was, as people had seen one of the red swords slash a monk at the peak of the third step of the Heavenly Stepping Realm.

"Buzz!"

The void shook, the sword turned into an ocean, and the dazzling light dimmed the stars and moon, and they all rushed towards the man in the sky.

It's lore!

For the person who just made a move, Jun Mo Wen wants to succeed with one blow and destroy him with the most powerful force!

"Red Dust Knife!"

The heavenly sword is like the moon, and the incomparably terrifying sword shines down like moonlight, although it is beautiful, but it is amazingly lethal.

"Boom!"

Collided again, the sword dissipated, and the sky returned to clarity, but everyone did not forget the sword just now.

Looking coldly at the handsome and somewhat evil young man in the sky, Jun Mo asked coldly, "Who are you?"

"Lu Yun of the Eastern Wilderness!"