The first rich son-in-law

On the bank of the big river, the wind roared and the waves beat the shore.

Between the vertical and horizontal sword qi, the entire shore was wrapped into a huge air mass.

Like a meat grinder!
And Jiang Beichen and Zhao Qun were swallowed in this meat grinder, bearing countless sword qi, as if cut into pieces by a thousand knives!

It lasted more than ten minutes.

Only then did the sword array stop slowly, and the sky and the ground were in chaos. Jiange disciples knelt down on one knee, pale and sweaty.

The Yin-Yang sword formation is the top five formations in Jiange, and it has been famous all over the world in ancient times.

Most of the disciples present were only internal strength or aura, and they were exhausted from the exhaustion of the sword array.

But the power of this formation should not be underestimated, plus the Third Elder Zhao Kuo, a master of strength transformation, presided over it, and the black and white swords were added.

It can be said that under the Martial Saint, absolutely no one can stop it!

And Zhao Kuo presided over such a large formation, which also consumed a lot of energy. At this moment, he felt a little exhausted, his old body kept shaking, and he couldn't help but feel a little short of breath.

"Hmph, boy, offending my Jiange, you are really beyond your control!" Zhao Kuo shook his head.

"Old Five, I have avenged you, you can rest in peace under the Nine Springs!"

Zhao Kuo looked up to the sky and let out a long sigh.

"He can rest in peace, what about you?"

But at this moment, the sword energy slowly dissipated, and two tall figures slowly appeared in the field.

At this moment, the shore was in a mess, and even the river bank was torn apart like the surface of the moon.

And within a few feet of the center, the ground is still intact, even the thin layer of white snow on the ground is not messy at all!

On the snow, two tall young men stood upright like pines.

The young man in front looked at Zhao Kuo from a distance, with a playful look on his face.

"How, how is it possible?" Zhao Kuo looked in disbelief.

That is the Yin-Yang sword array, under the Wu Sheng, it is absolutely impossible to resist, how can the mere Hua Jin still be alive?

Could it be that the opponent is at the peak of Huajin, a half-step martial artist?

hiss!
Thinking of this possibility, Zhao Kuo gasped.

How old is this kid?

It's too scary!
Originally, he thought that the young pavilion master would be enough to change, but he didn't expect to meet a more changed one today!
"Monster! Monster!" Zhao Kuo came back to his senses and shouted, and stepped back several steps.

The other Jiange disciples also looked shocked, as if looking at a monster, and their expressions were also incomprehensible.

Originally, these disciples were full of confidence and arrogance when they went down the mountain.

After all, the Tianshan Jiange is unparalleled in the world, and the Yin-Yang sword formation is even more famous all over the world, and they have never missed it.

Just waiting for the young pavilion master to go down the mountain is enough to sweep the entire northern martial arts forest.

But he didn't expect that the young man in front of him survived the blow of the sword formation intact!
"Others say that Jiange is a hermit school, unparalleled in the world, but in my opinion, it's nothing more than that, it's like a chicken and a dog!" Jiang Beichen looked disdainful.Facing the world-famous Jiange disciples, it seemed that they were really regarded as ants.

"Arrogance! How dare you underestimate my Tianshan Jiange?"

"Bold madman, you are nothing compared to our Young Pavilion Master!"

"Those who despise my Jiange must pay the price!"

The Jiange disciples immediately scolded them one after another.

As a hermit sect, they are all proud of the sect. Even if they occasionally go down the mountain to practice, they are all respected. Jiang Beichen's words really stimulated them.

"Do Jiange disciples know how to play tricks?" Jiang Beichen shook his head.

"If barking works, what else is there to do with fists!"

Jiang Beichen sneered disdainfully.

"You are presumptuous!"

"Fifth Elder, quickly use the forbidden technique and kill him!"

"Cut him into pieces, smash his bones into ashes!"

All Jiange disciples blushed, wishing they could eat Jiang Beichen.

But at this moment, Zhao Kuo's eyes were flickering.

Jiange does have some secret techniques, which are called forbidden techniques, but the consumption of such forbidden techniques is extremely high, even at the cost of consuming real yuan!
Maybe I will lose half my life!

If it is not in a desperate situation, the people of the Jiange will never use it easily.

But now, I am afraid there is no way!

This person is the unworldly enemy of the Young Pavilion Master!
The road to the strong is bloody all the way. This son's extraordinary talent and profound cultivation are definitely a big obstacle for the young pavilion master to go down the mountain.

The road of the king, never allow failure!

Although he is confident that the Young Pavilion Master may not be worse than this kid, since he met him today, he must eradicate this person to clear the way for the Young Pavilion Master.

"What? You still want to kill me if you don't give up?" Jiang Beichen couldn't help but sneer.

"Whatever means, use them all, you still have one last chance!"

Jiang Beichen said lightly, and stood with his hands behind his back, waiting for the other party to do something, with an expression of none of his business.

"Okay, okay! Boy, I didn't expect you to have such a cultivation level, but I underestimated you!" Zhao Kuo shook his head and sighed.

"However, my Jiange is not that simple. There are some taboo methods that are beyond your imagination!"

"I will use the forbidden technique next, and you will surely die!" Zhao Kuo said with certainty.

"If you kneel down now and abolish your martial arts, maybe I can spare your life!" Zhao Kuo couldn't help but sneered again.An expression of being convinced by Jiang Beichen.

"Let me abolish my martial arts, are you afraid you haven't woken up?" Jiang Beichen shook his head, really wondering where the old man got his confidence.

"Make a move, or you really have no chance!" Jiang Beichen reminded again.

"it is good!"

"Then don't blame me!" Zhao Kuo also knew that it was useless to persuade him, so he had to resort to tricks.

His legs were slightly separated, he took a horse step, and put his palms together, as if he was reciting some spell silently.

At the same time, the energy between the heaven and the earth suddenly became chaotic, whirlwinds blew up around him, and finally turned into tornadoes, coiling around his body non-stop!

There was a sound like howling ghosts and wolves in the air, as if countless living souls were roaring!
And the yin and yang swords in the distance also trembled slightly on the ground, chanting softly non-stop!

"Sword formula?" Jiang Beichen frowned slightly, with a hint of caution in his eyes.

The reason why the hermit sect and some ancient martial arts sects are different from the existing martial arts world is that they possess some secret techniques.

They are not just practicing martial arts!

Practice the same way!
The so-called double cultivation of martial arts!
Just like the disciples of Shushan flying with their swords in ancient times, it is the way of both martial arts and martial arts.Even some secret techniques, such as sword formulas, are left behind by practitioners from the ancient times. Once they are used, they will have earth-shattering powers!
These secret matters are all recorded in the Xuanqing Jue. After all, the Xuanqing Jue is inclusive of all fields of medicine and martial arts.

Therefore, when Jiang Beichen saw the other party doing something like this, he instantly recognized that the other party was using a sword technique!

However, with Zhao Kuo's strength, it was obviously difficult to use the sword art, his face turned pale, his old body was trembling like a sieve.

The sound of the yin and yang swords became clearer and clearer, as if they would come out at any moment!

"Boy, I spent ten years of true energy, and today I will behead you to avenge my fifth junior brother!"

puff!
At this time, Zhao Kuo spat out a big mouthful of blood, laughed wildly, his teeth were covered with scarlet, and looked extremely terrifying.

"I sacrifice Xuanyuan with my blood, come with the sword!"

With a loud shout, the yin and yang swords in the distance rose from the ground, and flew into the sky with a whoosh sound!

The two sword lights, one black and one white, converged in one place, reflecting each other, and seemed to merge into one. Only a little cold light appeared, like a rain of gorgeous arrows, shooting towards Jiang Beichen and the two on the bank at high speed!

"Army Gate!"

Zhao Qun's eyes trembled, because he found that he couldn't move, as if he was being watched by the god of death, and there was only despair in his eyes.

This is even more terrifying than the sword array just now!
boom!
There was a violent shock, and the huge waves in the river surged to the sky. The turbulent waves hit the shore, rolled up the snow on the shore, and swayed all over the sky.

Sword energy is everywhere, and cold light is everywhere.

The murderous air seemed to split the entire space.

All Jiange disciples had sneers on their faces.

The three elders sacrificed their blood for ten years to use their sword art, and there is absolutely no one under the Martial Saints who can stop it.

I'm afraid even a martial saint should avoid his edge, right?

however.

Da da!

At this moment, a pair of clean combat boots slowly stepped out from the frenzied sword energy.

Those shoes are so clean, so clean it's outrageous!
"you……"

Zhao Kuo's eyes widened, looking at the figure in the sword energy in disbelief.

The figure gradually appeared, the young man was safe and sound, with a sneer still hanging from the corner of his mouth.

"Only you are worthy of shouting 'Sword Come'?"

Jiang Beichen shook his head, and said lightly, "Don't you want to see my sword?"

"Today, I will make you healthy! I will let you die well!"

The corner of Jiang Beichen's mouth traced a mocking arc, and then he stretched out his hand slightly, facing the direction of the river, spread his five fingers, and grabbed it fiercely!
Boom!

For an instant.

The entire river trembled violently!