On the banks of the big river, the strong wind roared and the waves slapped the shore.

The sword energy was crisscrossing, wrapping the entire shore into a huge air mass.

Just like a meat grinder! Jiang Beichen and Zhao Qun were swallowed in this meat grinder, enduring countless sword energy, as if they were cut into pieces by thousands of knives! It lasted for more than ten minutes.

The sword formation slowly stopped running, and the sky and the earth were in a mess. The disciples of Jiange knelt on one knee, their faces were pale and sweating profusely.

The Yin-Yang Sword Formation is the top five formations in Jiange, and it was famous all over the world in ancient times.

Most of the disciples present only have internal strength or aura, and are exhausted by the consumption of the sword formation.

But the power of this formation cannot be underestimated. In addition, the third elder Zhao Kuo, the master of Huajin, has a bonus of black and white double swords.

It can be said that no one can stop it under the Martial Saint! Zhao Kuo, who presided over such a large formation, consumed a lot. He was already exhausted at this moment, and his old body kept trembling, and he couldn't help but breathe a little more quickly.

"Hmph, boy, offending me, I'm really overestimating my ability!"

Zhao Kuo shook his head.

"Lao Wu, I've avenged you. You can rest in peace in the underworld!"

Zhao Kuo sighed to the sky.

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

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

At this moment, the shore was in chaos, and even the river bank was as fragmented as the surface of the moon.

And within a few feet of the center, the ground was still intact, and even the thin layer of white snow on the ground was not messy! On the snow, two tall young men stood straight, like pine trees.

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

"How, how is that possible?"

Zhao Kuo looked incredible.

That is the Yin-Yang Sword Formation. It is absolutely irresistible under the Martial Saint. How could Huajin be alive?

Could it be that the other party is at the peak of the spiritual transformation and the half-step Martial Saint?

Hiss! Thinking of this possibility, Zhao Kuo took a breath of air conditioning.

How old is this kid?

It's too scary! Originally, he thought the young master of the Pavilion was enough to change, but he didn't expect that he would encounter someone who changed too much today! "Monster! Monster!"

Zhao Kuo came to his senses and shouted loudly, and took several steps back.

The other disciples of Jiange also looked shocked, as if they were looking at monsters, their expressions were also incomprehensible.

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

After all, Tianshan Sword Pavilion is unparalleled in the world, and the Yin-Yang Sword Formation is even more famous all over the world and has never failed.

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

But I didn't expect that the young man in front of me would survive intact under the attack of the sword formation! "Everyone said that the Jiange is a sect of seclusion and unparalleled in the world. In my opinion, it's just like this, it's like a native chicken and a tile dog!"

Jiang Beichen looked disdainful.

Facing the world-famous disciples of Jiange, they seem to be really regarded as ants.

"Arrogant! How dare you underestimate my Tianshan Jian Pavilion?"

"Bold madman, you are nothing compared to our young master!"

"The person who despises my Jiange will definitely pay the price!"

The disciples of Jiange immediately started to scold them.

As a sect of secrecy, they are all proud of their sects. Even if they go down the mountain to experience it occasionally, they are highly respected. Jiang Beichen's words really stimulated them.

"Can the disciples of Jiange be polite?"

Jiang Beichen shook his head.

"If a dog barking works, what else do you need to do with your fists!"

Jiang Beichen sneered disdainfully.

"You are presumptuous!"

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

"Cut him into pieces, crush his bones and ashes!"

The disciples of Jiange all turned red, and they wanted to eat Jiang Beichen.

At this moment, Zhao Kuo's eyes were flashing.

There are indeed some secret techniques in Jiange, which are called forbidden techniques, but this kind of forbidden technique is extremely expensive, and it even costs money at the cost of true energy! Maybe half of your life will be lost! If it weren't for the desperate situation, the people in Jiange would never use it easily.

But now, I'm afraid there is no other way! This person is the young master's great enemy! The road to a strong man is bloody all the way. This son is extremely talented and has a high level of cultivation. He is definitely a major obstacle for the young master to go down the mountain.

The road to kings is never allowed to fail! Although he is confident that the young master may not be worse than this kid, since he met this day, he must eradicate this person and clear the way for the young master.

"how?

Don't give up, and you still want to kill me?"

Jiang Beichen couldn't help but sneer.

"If you have any other means, use it, you have one last chance!"

Jiang Beichen spoke lightly, standing with his hands behind his back, waiting for the other party to make a move, with an expression that was not related to his own affairs.

"Okay, okay! Boy, I didn't expect you to have such cultivation, but I underestimated you!"

Zhao Kuo shook his head and sighed.

"But my Jiange is not that simple. Some taboo methods are not something you can imagine at all!"

"I will use the forbidden technique next, and you will definitely die!"

Zhao Kuo said with a positive look.

"If you kneel down now and stolen your martial arts, I might be able to spare your life!"

Zhao Kuo couldn't help but sneer and said.

A look of eating Jiang Beichen.

"I'm afraid you haven't woken up if I let myself lose my martial arts skills?"

Jiang Beichen shook his head, really not knowing where this old man got his confidence.

"Get a move, otherwise you really won't have a chance!"

Jiang Beichen reminded again.

"good!"

"Then don't blame me!"

Zhao Kuo also knew that persuading was useless, so it seemed that he had to make a move.

I saw his legs slightly apart, he took steps, and his hands folded, as if he was silently reciting some spell.

At the same time, the energy between heaven and earth suddenly became disordered, and whirlwinds blew around him, and finally turned into a tornado, coiling around him constantly! The sound of ghosts and howlings came from the air, as if countless souls were roaring! The Yin and Yang swords in the distance were also trembling slightly on the ground, constantly chanting softly! "Sword Art?"

Jiang Beichen's sword eyebrows frowned slightly, and a hint of caution appeared in his eyes.

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

They are not only practicing martial arts, but also practicing the same method! The so-called dual cultivation of martial arts! Just as the disciples of Shushan were flying with swords in ancient times, it was the way to practice martial arts.

Even some secret techniques, such as the sword technique, were left by cultivators in ancient times. Once used, they would have the ability to shake the earth! These secret things are recorded in Xuanqingjue. After all, Xuanqingjue is a sea of ​​rivers, covering all areas of medical, martial arts and law.

Therefore, when Jiang Beichen saw the other party doing this, he instantly recognized that the other party was using the sword technique! However, with Zhao Kuo's strength, it was obvious that it was still a bit difficult to use the sword technique, and his face turned pale, and his old body was trembling like a sieve.

The sword sound of the Yin-Yang Swords became clearer and clearer, as if it would rise out of the ground at any time! "Boy, I spent ten years of true energy. Today I will definitely kill your head and avenge my fifth junior brother!"

Puff! At this time, Zhao Kuo suddenly vomited a big mouthful of blood, laughing wildly, his teeth were covered with scarlet, and he looked extremely terrifying.

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

With a loud shout, the Yin and Yang swords in the distance rose up from the ground, and with a whoosh, they flew into the sky! Two sword lights, one black and one white, gathered together, and reflected each other, and seemed to be combined into one. Only a little cold light appeared, like a gorgeous rain of arrows, shooting towards Jiang Beichen and the others on the shore at a rapid speed! "Military Gate!"

Zhao Qun's eyes trembled because he found that he could not move, as if he was being targeted by the god of death. His eyes were full of despair.

This is even more terrifying than the sword formation just now! Boom! A violent shock, huge waves in the river surging, striking waves slamming the shore, rolling up the snow on the shore, and sprinkling all over the sky.

There is sword energy everywhere and cold light everywhere.

The solemn and murderous aura seemed to be about to split the entire space.

The disciples of Jiange all had sneered on their faces.

The Third Elder used the sword technique to sacrifice the blood for ten years of true energy. No one could stop it under the Martial Saint.

I'm afraid even the Martial Saint should avoid his edge, right?

However.

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

The shoes were so clean, so clean that they were purple! "You..." Zhao Kuo widened his eyes and looked at the figure in the sword energy incredibly.

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

"Just you deserve to shout 'Sword'?"

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

"Today, I'll let you be healthy! It's also possible for you to die!"

Jiang Beichen's mouth drifted a sarcastic arc, and then he stretched out his hand slightly, opened his five fingers in the direction of the river, and grabbed it violently! Boom! In an instant.
Chapter completed!