The true man Wuya's face was as deep as water, and he was sure to hold his back, and he took the key point behind Yanhan from an extremely tricky angle.

The copper coin magic sword was bright and bright, the patterns floated out, purple lightning was entangled, Taoist marks were intertwined, and the sound of sword sounds burst out. Although it was just a three-foot short sword, it had a shocking force.

Then, the cold light of the copper coin sword shone brightly, and the sword aura was turbulent, like an angry dragon coming out of the abyss, with an unparalleled chill during the attack.

Many people in the field were shocked by the move of Wuya Zhenren alone and were stunned. Some masters even weighed the pros and cons in their hearts, how to break it if they faced Wuya Zhenren's sword.

Wuya’s real person is definitely not a soft persimmon, and many people in the field only appeared!

After all, he is in the Xuan Realm, so how could he be so vulnerable?

Those who were worried that Wuya's real person would be killed instantly had a bitter smile in their hearts.

"Is this the legendary magic weapon? It's so terrible!" someone from the audience exclaimed.

"What's this? I heard that there is a secret treasure of the mountain-keeping treasure of Panlong Temple. Once this ruler comes out, the world will change color, and even a mountain can be broken. I wonder if Wuya has brought it with you."

"Yan Han should have treasures on his body. I have seen this battle."

...

Yan Han avoided Wuya's first sharp sword, but the second sword he flipped with his backhand made his face change wildly, feeling much pressure.

"What? Seeking death!"

Yan Han shouted loudly and quickly retreated. He could not have imagined that Wuya's swordsmanship was so great, even compared to some swordsmanship, each move was sharper than the other, making people unable to defend themselves. If it was an ordinary sword, he could shake it with bare hands, but he had to be careful with the power of magic weapons.

Moreover, Wuya Zhenren poured the Tiangang Five Thunder Palm power into the copper coins sword. The thunder light was pounding and the purple light was wrapped around him, which made him dare not shake him with his bare hands because the martial arts inherited by the Xiangxi corpse sect were more yin and evil, and he would be restrained innately.

However, the copper coin sword followed like a shadow, and was almost about to slash on him. He retreated very quickly, but Wuya Zhenren chased him faster.

I saw that Wuya's feet were like floating light and flying shadows, which made people not very clear. His feet seemed to have left the ground and floated into the air, carrying a kind of artistic conception of shaking waves.

This is clearly a high light-working step!

The masters on the table all looked straight. They had never seen such high light skills.

Wuya Zhenren is a beginner, and his glittering steps are still very awkward, otherwise he would have already slashed at Yan Han's body with a sword.

The only thing that is fast or not is fast in the world!

No matter how many things you do, I will break it by yourself as "quick"!

Everyone in the field was even more shocked and dropped their chins. Unexpectedly, they were suppressed by Wuya Real Person as soon as the cold starts, and they caught him off guard. He is the second-ranked strong man on the Grandmaster List, and Wuya Real Person List is so shocking.

Although Wuya Zhenren was suspected of a sneak attack, the result was still surprising.

Yan Han's face turned red. Seeing that Wuya's copper coins sword was about to slash on his body, he suddenly bit his tongue and squirted at Wuya's Zhenren with a mouthful of true yang blood.

Then he pinched out a strange mark like lightning with his hands, shouted loudly, and recited a spell, "Suppose the true blood into the mysterious sword!"

In an instant, the sky and the earth changed color, and a blood light suddenly appeared in the void, which made half of the sky look red. The true yang blood spurted out of the cold suddenly turned into a red sword energy, as sharp as a spiritual snake, as fast as lightning, stabbing Wuya Zhenren, and the void seemed to be torn apart, and the sound of sharp blades breaking through the air sounded.

"The magical technique of corpse driving, the True Sun Demon-Slaying Sword!" The master's eyes narrowed and he exclaimed in surprise.

The Zhenyang Demon-Slaying Sword is the supreme killing technique of the corpse-driving sect. It is the best effect when used unexpectedly. It is famous in the magic world. Yan Han once defeated the sword king Wu Canghai with this technique. It was a battle that shocked the world and was so touching that ghosts and gods. To this day, many masters on the field still remember it freshly and unforgettable.

The True Yang Demon-Slaying Sword is neither metal nor iron. It is a mysterious sword made of Zhenyang blood. Within three or five meters, it is swung vertically and horizontally, and nothing can be blocked. If it is used on people, it can be cut off its meridians and destroy its mind. If it is severe, it is like being hit by lightning and dies on the spot.

clang!

The sword aura and the sword light slashed together, as if two real swords were colliding. Mars were shooting everywhere, endless energy surged, the rocks and ground were shattered, and the world was in chaos.

The sword light was instantly disillusioned, but the true blood sword aura still had its remaining power. Wuya Zhenren slashed several swords in a row before he could kill the true blood sword aura.

At this time, Yan Han had already flashed and retreated ten meters away, with a silver head scattered, a little embarrassed. A piece of navy blue cloth floated in the air, and a corner of Yan Han's robe was cut off.

The whole audience was in an uproar and everyone was shocked.

"This Wuya Zhenren is so powerful! He can compete with Yanhan as soon as he enters the Xuan Realm. He must have made a big splash at this Wuzong Conference." Zhao Wendong of Xingyi Sect murmured to himself, his eyes full of envy. He made a big splash, why didn't he want to?

"Yes, it's really unexpected. The Zhengyi Daotong of Longhu Mountain is indeed extraordinary. It can be comparable to other Daotongs in the early stages of the Xuan Realm, which are comparable to other Daotongs in the middle and late stages of the Xuan Realm." Guo Bao was also shocked and suddenly asked Ye Tian again: "Brother Ye, you and this Wuya Zhenren belong to Jiangnan. Do you recognize this person?"

"No, of course I recognize him as my apprentice." Ye Tian said lightly.

As soon as he said this, Guan Weiwei almost sprayed out a mouthful of salt soda. This serious nonsense was not funny at all.

Guo Bao sneered and said, "Can you die if you don't brag?"

"Yes, you look very honest, why do you like to talk nonsense so much?" Guan Weiwei said speechlessly.

Zhao Wendong curled his lips and sneered, expressing his despise of such nonsense people.

"Who is talking nonsense? What I'm saying is true. If you don't believe it, just say it." Ye Tian looked serious.

"If you are so powerful, how dare you go up and fight later?" Guo Bao urged.

"A bunch of native chickens and dogs, won't be a martial artist, what's the point of fighting? I'm the Shura War God. If I want to fight with me, I must at least have the level of a Martial Saint."

"You... sister!" Guo Bao was so shocked that he was so furious that he wanted to give him a big mouth and let him talk nonsense.

"Serious." Guan Weiwei suddenly became serious and said, "Ye Shuluo, I just saw that Old Man Yan looked at you, and it must have been revealed to you. Otherwise, the corpse-driven sect might attack you."

Last night, Ye Tian threw the two Yan family servants off the bus for her. The Yan family would definitely not give up. She was very worried.
Chapter completed!