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"..."

Huangpu Feiyan stared at Wuxiangjie Monk with a cold face.

"Hmph, your look in your eyes made me very uncomfortable, so I decided to dig out your eyeballs."

Monk Wuxiangjie's tone was extremely cold, and the look in Huangpu Feiyan's eyes disgusted him to the extreme.

call out.

As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed in front of Huangpu Feiyan, and the long metal stick he held swept out with violent power.

Huangpu Feiyan immediately waved his sword to resist.

The clash of swords and sticks made a roar.

Boom.

There was a loud noise, and Huangpu Feiyan was blown away more than ten meters with his sword, and the floor under his feet continued to break.

More than ten meters away.

Huangpu Feiyan stabilized his body, the hand holding the sword was shaking, and his expression was extremely solemn. The Wuxiangjie Monk in the later stage of the Grandmaster was indeed terrifying. This power was really scary.

"Miss Wanjian Villa, is this all you have? Go to hell."

Monk Wuxiangjie smiled coldly and came to Huangpu Feiyan again.

"A Buddhist who cultivates the body of Vajra is extremely powerful. The gap between the realms of the two sides is too great. She will lose this battle."

Tang Ruoyu said.

In such a situation, Huangpu Feiyan could not win, even if she had the Wushuang Sword. If the two were at the same level, she would still have some chance.

"Indeed."

Ye Lingtian nodded slightly, Huangpu Feiyan could not be the opponent of Wuxiang Jie Monk.

"..."

Seeing the Wuxiang Jie Monk rushing over, Huangpu Feiyan's expression was extremely solemn. No matter whether she was avoiding or resisting, she was destined to have no chance. The gap in realm was difficult to make up.

"Die."

Monk Wuxiangjie stepped on his feet and immediately jumped up to the top of Huangpu Feiyan's head. He raised his hand and struck down with a stick. If this stick hit Huangpu Feiyan, Huangpu Feiyan would definitely die.

call out!

At this moment, a long sword suddenly flew towards him.

"Ok?"

The Wuxiangjie monk's eyes narrowed and he immediately waved his long metal stick to resist.

The long sword and the long stick collided together, and a burst of sparks filled the air.

stab.

The next second, the long sword passed through the long metal stick and stabbed the monk Wuxiangjie in the face.

Monk Wuxiang Jie's body shook and he immediately returned to the ground. He reached out and touched his face. There was a scar on his face, and a trace of blood overflowed.

Boom.

The long sword was inserted head-on into a stone pillar.

"Who?"

Monk Wuxiangjie stared at Xizhou with a look of violence in his eyes.

call out.

Shen Jianxin took one step forward and came to the square. He cupped his fists at the Wuxiangjie Monk and said, "She will give up in this battle."

"Who is this person? I don't think I've seen him before."

"Another young man in the master realm?"

"Are all young people today so perverted?"

Seeing Shen Jianxin appear on the stage, some martial arts people present were shocked. The three young people who appeared were all grandmasters. This was really shocking. Have the current grandmasters become cabbage?

"Hey! That sword looks familiar, it seems... the sword of the world!"

Chu Wudi stared at the long sword stuck on the stone pillar, with a strange look in his eyes. Is this Huangpu Xiruo's disciple?

"The sword is unparalleled in the world, this is an eye-opener."

Xie Wushi smiled lightly.

Xue Xiaoren stared at Shen Jianxin and muttered: "This boy is not simple. He is like a peerless sword, and he is a good young man in the art of swordsmanship."

Thinking of this, his eyes shone with light. He had no disciples yet, and no one could inherit his swordsmanship. It would be good if he could recruit a disciple here.

Chu Wudi and Xie Wushi knew what Xue Xiaoren was thinking. They didn't say anything, but continued to stare at Shen Jianxin. Whether he was really extraordinary or not would depend on his subsequent performance.

"She was about to admit defeat, but you came on stage, so you should die for her."

The Wuxiangjie monk immediately killed Shen Jianxin.

call out!

Shen Jianxin raised his eyebrows, and with a casual wave of his hand, the World Sword shattered the stone pillars and flew in front of him in an instant.

hideous!

He squeezed the seal, and the unparalleled sword in Huangpu Feiyan's hand, as well as the long swords in the hands of six martial arts figures around him, flew out of control and instantly flew in front of him.

Eight long swords floated in front of him.

"Eight Famous Sword Styles!"

Shen Jianxin pushed with both hands, and the eight swords turned into afterimages and shot wildly at Wuxiangjie Monk. The fierce sword energy filled the air, killing coldly and fiercely, and the sword light was full, dazzling and dazzling.

"not good."

Monk Wuxiangjie's expression changed, and he immediately waved his metal long stick to block. Unfortunately, the speed of these eight swords was still too fast, and it was impossible for him to block all the long swords.

Chi.

A sword instantly pierced his shoulder.

"what......"

The Wuxiangjie monk let out a scream, blood flew out, the metal gaze in his hand fell off and fell to the ground, and he flew backwards for more than ten meters.

The power of the Eight Swords did not diminish, and they continued to attack the Wuxiangjie Monk.

But he reacted very quickly. The moment he landed, he immediately stretched out his arms and roared: "Wu Xiang Palm."

A large golden handprint appeared and struck Shen Jianxin immediately.

"Eight Swords in One!"

With a thought in Shen Jianxin's mind, the eight swords quickly gathered together and turned into a more ferocious giant sword. Shen Jianxin merged with this giant sword.

"cut!"

Shen Jianxin's tone was cold, and his giant sword suddenly slashed at Wuxiang Jie Monk.

"Do not......"

The giant sword slashed at him and a strong wind blew up. Monk Wuxiangjie felt the threat of death. His body was suppressed and it was difficult to move. His clothes were whirring.

boom!

A sword fell, and the monk Wuxiangjie was split in half by the sword. Blood flew and his internal organs flowed. The long metal stick in his hand fell to the ground and broke into two pieces.

"..."

The scene was silent, and everyone looked at Shen Jianxin with blank expressions. They did not expect that he would be the first to kill a strong man in the late stage of Grand Master.

after a little while.

Everyone reacted.

"He actually mastered the Eight Famous Sword Styles, and he also reached the realm of Sword Heart Transparency. This boy is a swordsman monster that is rare to see in a thousand years. I must accept him as a disciple. No one can compete with me." ”

Chu Wudi's breathing was rapid, with a burning look in his eyes. He also had a disciple, but it was a pity that the boy was useless and ran away with others.

Now he once again meets a swordsman monster, and he feels the need to accept him as his disciple.

"Fart, I fell in love with this guy first."

Sword Emperor Xue Xiaoren looked at Chu Wudi coldly, his face full of displeasure.

"Humph."

Chu Wudi snorted coldly and ignored Xue Xiaoren.

call out!

Shen Jianxin waved his hand, and the long swords returned to the hands of those martial arts people.

"Leave."

Shen Jianxin said to Huangpu Feiyan.

"Ah."

Huangpu Feiyan nodded silently, with a complicated look on his face.

She thought that Shen Jianxin's previous defeat of the old man in the middle stage of the master who used the blood claw was terrible, but she didn't expect that this guy actually beheaded a strong man in the late stage of the master this time, which made her feel unbelievable.

Is this Shen Jianxin's true strength?