Chapter Eighteen

Master Hong Jiandao doesn't believe it, it's impossible, after just seeing it once, he can wield it at a level higher than that of the sword creator, impossible, absolutely impossible.

In swordsmanship, only the world lord Ye Qingcheng can beat him, and it is absolutely impossible for others.

At the same time as he didn't believe it, Daoist Hong Jian trembled with fear. The white-robed man in front of him put too much pressure on him, subverting Daoist Hong Jian's cognition, how could it be possible, absolutely impossible.

I am the genius, the genius who created the peerless swordsmanship, how could there be a genius who can never forget it, and can optimize it after reading it once?

"Boom~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"

The two swords collided with each other, and with a loud noise, the space at the tip of the sword shattered, and the strong collision of the two canceled each other out.

It seems to be evenly matched, but the broken space is a little bit more from the point of the sword to Lord Hong Jiandao. That is to say, the sword just now was actually dominated by Di Xuanyu.

The same swordsmanship, Hong Jiandao-jun created the swordsmanship, but Hong Jiandao-jun was slightly inferior?

How is it possible? Almost everyone who saw the name closed their eyes hard, how could this be? Could it be that the white-robed man in front of him is also a master of swordsmanship? A peerless person who is countless times taller than Hong Jiandaojun?

"Impossible, absolutely impossible" Hong Jiandao-Jun exclaimed in disbelief.

In the distance, Ye Qingcheng frowned slightly. Ye Qingcheng saw that Daoist Hong Jian was a little crazy, but he didn't call back.

"Nothing is impossible, your level is not high enough, and your swordsmanship is rough, let me teach you what is the 'Dahong Swordsmanship'" Dixuanjiao jokingly said with a smile.

While speaking, the sword in Dixuan's hand stabbed Daojun Hong Jian again.

It is still Dahong swordsmanship.

"Dang~~~~~dang~~~~~~dang~~~~~~dang~~~~~~~~"

Di Xuanjiao swung out one sword after another, and at this moment, Daoist Hong Jian couldn't fight back at all, he could only resist with all his strength. Dixuanjiao didn't use all his strength, as if it was just right.

"This sword should be to the west"

"This sword should be fast"

"This sword should be slow"

"This sword should be slow first and then fast."

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Emperor Xuanjiao stabbed with one sword after another, constantly demonstrating Dahong's swordsmanship, but every move has been changed, and after the changes, it seems that the style has changed drastically, and it has become incomparably perfect like a stroke of magic.

In the distance, the onlookers have long been dumbfounded.

"This is?"

"The white-robed man knows Dahong Hong's swordsmanship?" A cultivator asked incredulously.

"No, this, this order, the order in which the white-robed man swung his sword moves, isn't this the same as Daoist Hong Jian swung earlier? Exactly the same, exactly the same order?" Another person suddenly exclaimed.

Many people quickly took out the engram just now, and quickly played the previously recorded video.

"Sizzling~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"

There was gasping all over the place. Is there really such a peerless genius? Never forget? That's more than 3,000 moves, more than 3,000, can you remember all of them after reading it once? Even optimized all these sword moves?

Well, who is this white-robed man? Why haven't I heard of it before? genius? Is this beyond what a genius can describe? It's a monster, it's a monster

The onlookers all showed horror, and many people even showed admiration for Emperor Xuanjiao.

Ye Qingcheng narrowed his eyes, and Daoist Hong Jian was drawn in. However, Ye Qingcheng looked carefully. Not every move of Emperor Xuanyu was optimized, but only a small part. The other sword moves were slightly changed, and their power may not be as powerful as before. However, at this moment But Hong Jiandaojun thought he had been strengthened.

Every time Emperor Xuanyu swung his sword, although he didn't hurt Daoist Hong Jian physically, it pierced deep into his soul again and again. Stabbed Lord Hong Jiandao to pieces

One sword after another destroyed Lord Hong Jiandao's will and confidence.

Many people couldn't understand it, but Tian Xiaozi at the edge of the Black Sea felt a chill in his heart. He saw the horror of Di Xuanzhao. Although Dixuanzhao didn't hurt Daoist Hong Jian, he hurt his self-esteem, confidence, heart, Soul and spirit, after this battle, if Master Hong Jiandao cannot get out of this situation, he will be crippled

Cutting down a celestial realm? Tian Xiaozi gave Di Xuan the strongest warning in his heart.

Sure enough, at the end of the day, Hong Jiandaojun, who had been tortured by Emperor Xuan, had become extremely insane, his hair was loose, his eyes were covered with red silk, and he looked at Emperor Xuan in horror.

"You're not my opponent." Di Xuanzhen shook his head and said.

"No~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"

Hong Jiandao let out a roar, and Hong Jiandao naturally knew the fear that this day brought to him. If he could not defeat Dixuan, if he could not pass this threshold, his swordsmanship would stagnate, or even regress, and he would never grow. . I can no longer break through, I can only wait for death, to defeat the white robed man in front of me, I must defeat him.

"Dahong swordsmanship, the final form, the sky river rushing~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"

Mr. Hong Jiandao's last move is also a move that Mr. Hong Jiandao has not yet perfected. This move consumes too much. If he uses it without perfecting it now, his blood will flow backwards, he will be seriously injured, and even die by self-explosion. .

But Daoist Hong Jian couldn't take it anymore, maybe he wanted to make a big comeback, he must be defeated, he must be defeated.

With a single swing of the sword, the boundless sword energy quickly converged at the Dahong sword, and rushed towards Dixuan. The space was shattered and gathered into a long river.

A river of swords, coming from the sky, gallops straight to the Emperor Xuanzhao, with extremely huge power, vast and infinite power. It is bound to overwhelm Emperor Xuanyu.

Countless strong men felt lingering fear, and each of them stared with fear in their eyes.

In the distance, Di Xuanyu was not afraid, but had a sneer at the corner of his mouth. And almost at the same time, a sword stabbed towards Mr. Hong Jiandao.

Final? The Milky Way is galloping?

Almost everyone's eyes widened. How is it possible? The white-robed man has never seen this move before. This is the first time Daoist Hong Jian has used it. How is it possible? How could he use this trick at the same time? Moreover, that huge aura is actually bigger than Lord Hong Jiandao?

The most frightening one was of course Lord Hong Jiandao.

With a swing of the sword, the blood in the whole body flowed backwards and suffered great pain, but no matter how great the pain was, it was not as painful as the heartache. The man in the white robe opposite him also swung the same swordsmanship, and it was even worse than himself. How can it be? How can it be?

"Boom~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"

The two swords collided fiercely, and a huge black hole suddenly expanded.

"Pfft~~~~~~~~~~"

Daoist Hong Jian spat out a mouthful of blood, which was not hurt by Di Xuan, but anxious by Di Xuan. In a hurry. A mouthful of inverse blood was spurted out, and Daoist Hong Jian languished on the spot.

The huge black hole submerged Dixuan and Hong Jiandaojun, and no one could see it.

Only when the black hole is filled with space again, can everyone see everything inside.

Di Xuanjiao was still calm and calm, wearing a white robe without any damage.

On the opposite side, another Daoist behind Ye Qingcheng supported Daoist Hong Jian.

Hong Jiandaojun is very haggard now, his hair is loose, he seems to have aged a lot in an instant, and the blood spurting from his mouth seems to be even weaker.

"Why? Why do you know this trick? I haven't used it at all, why?" Even though he was seriously injured, Daoist Hong Jian kept asking.

"The previous 3,600 moves have already been released. Is it difficult to deduce this last move?" Di Xuanxuan said with a trace of disdain.

"puff"

Daoist Hong Jian spat out another mouthful of blood. Eyes closed and passed out.

genius? I have always been hailed as a genius, what a ridiculous genius? I am a genius, so what is the white-robed man in front of me?

The onlookers, apart from being surprised by the ending, worshiped Emperor Xuanjiao more. Who is this person? Who is this man in white robe? so smart? Such a genius? There are such geniuses in the world? The genius Hong Jiandaojun was completely destroyed by him and turned into a waste.

Did he try his best? no sure not

"Ye Qingcheng, I don't need to tell you the result of the first match?" Zhong Shan's voice suddenly came from a distance.

At this time, everyone looked at Zhong Shan. The white-robed man seemed to be Zhong Shan's subordinate? subordinate? Such a shocking evildoer, is he his subordinate?

"You win the first game," Ye Qingcheng said very freely.

As for the notary Tian Xiaozi, both of them chose to ignore it. no need.

Another Daoist hugged Daoist Hong Jian back, and then looked at Di Xuanxiao with hatred on his face.

"For the second round, he's still on my side." Zhong Shan pointed to Di Xuanjiao.

At this moment, everyone in the periphery understood, no wonder Zhong Shan only came to two games for three games, because the white-robed man in front of him was enough for one person to deal with two games.

Ye Qingcheng glanced at the other Taoist beside him, who put down Hong Jian, nodded and flew out.

"Are you mad at the knife?" The Taoist said in a deep voice. In the middle of the hand, the Daoist took out a blood-red long knife.

"Knife?" Di Xuanxiao smiled faintly.

A ball of flames suddenly appeared in his hand, and the Dahong sword that was just used to fight against the enemy before was suddenly thrown into the fire, and it was continuously deformed under the control of Dixuan's spiritual sense.

"He, he, what is he doing?" A microcosmic strong man suddenly horrified.

"Refining, refining the knife" the other person also had a look of horror.

"The same knife as in the knife maniac's hand?"

Everyone suddenly realized that this white-robed man is not only a strong swordsman, but also a peerless master in swordsmanship? Wouldn't he still want to 'guidance' Dao Maniac? Use the knife skills of the knife maniac to guide the knife maniac?

Thinking of this possibility, almost all the powerhouses trembled with excitement. It's so exciting, it's so enjoyable. This battle, this person must be famous in the underworld.

Ye Qingcheng frowned, as if he had gradually discovered something, Tian Xiaozi looked at him coldly, but in the distance, Zhong Shan showed a slight smile. Swordsmanship? Dixuan's weapon is not a sword, and of course it's not a knife. However, Dixuan's realm will never be invincible to these two miscellaneous Taoists.