Chapter 311

Huaxia is the first person to enter the realm of Tao.

Kendo first, ask jianzhenjun.

Born in a Kendo family, he was ten years old and learned to use the sword. He was twenty-one years old and swept one side with a wooden sword.

At the age of 36, on the battlefield, one person and one sword can kill three thousand li. In the name of the sword sage of Shu City, the martial arts world is turbulent.

He was 57 years old. He visited all the major departments and went through 32 wars without losing.

Eighty years old, he's gone into seclusion.

He was 103 years old and had lived in Longchi of Jinling for three years.

It is rumored that when jianzhenjun was three years old, Jinyun sent his sword to the city of Shu.

It is also rumored that jianzhenjun was once an immortal disciple and a immortal disciple.

The white haired old man is now nearly 200 years old. In China, few people even know the word "Wen Jian".

In the audience, Chen Yi looked at the white haired old man, but his eyes were quiet.

In this world, there are only a few of Chen Yi's registered disciples, one of them is to ask for the sword.

The sword owl of Shu city who died in the hundred countries' rebellion is the descendant of Ouchen.

"Shu city!"

When Chen Yi looks at the challenge arena, his eyes seem to flash past the person who once practiced sword in the city of Shu, listening to storytelling and drinking to bowls.

The chaos of a hundred countries is strong enough to break through the void. However, for the sake of China, he gave up the road of rising abruptly and faced the seven masters of overseas forces who are comparable in martial arts.

In the end, he was defeated by the sea and supported him until Chen Yi came.

Chen Yi's fingers trembled, and he recovered from his memory.

Ask Jian Zhenjun, carrying a copper sword, as if arrogant, as in the past Owen figure.

All countries abroad are furious.

"You want to fight three with one!"

"It's a joke. Are you the clown of the show?"

"Old man, don't die too ugly later!"

Overseas, some people even ridicule him with their arrogance.

When he asked the real king of the sword, he was not angry. He just pulled out the bronze sword after himself.

When a sword is drawn out, there is a Jingtian sword chanting.

Hum!

This sword chant is like thousands of silver needles that pierce into the ears of many strong people in hundreds of overseas countries.

Many weak people even covered their ears with their hands. They were full of pain. When the sound of sword singing stopped, there was blood between their hands.

It's just the power of drawing the sword, but it's terrifying.

In the whole stadium, there was a moment of silence.

Chinese forces, full of awe, look to ask jianzhenjun, especially the younger generation.

"It's amazing!"

"Ask jianzhenjun, I've never heard of it!"

"Wudaozhenjun, who has entered the realm of Tao, is so terrible!"

"I feel that if I stand in front of the real king and just draw my sword, I will have to flee!"

Many Chinese descendants are talking, and their eyes are even more excited.

The first World War of entering the realm of Tao is rare in the world.

Ou Shuang stands with his sword. He takes a step forward and says, "why don't you go to the stage as soon as possible?"

Its sound is like a sword chant, which makes the power of a hundred countries change slightly.

Dazheng God looked at Ou Shuang, his eyes narrowed slightly, "Kendo, don't think it's only your Chinese cultivation!"

"Flowing clouds!"

He spewed out a name. Behind him, a man with a ghost mask came out with a sword.

"Da Zheng Shen!"

He was respectful and courteous. Originally, there was another candidate for the war, but now he was allowed to appear.

"Go and have a taste of Chinese Kendo!" Taisho said faintly, "you are a sword devil in Japan. If you lose, you will kill yourself."

Under the mask of flowing clouds in the Grand Palace, his eyes were evil. He said coldly: "I can't live up to the expectation of the great God!"

See big palace flow cloud foot a little, then appear in front of Ou Shuang.

He was low, with a sword at his waist.

His eyes, like the eyes of the devil, were dark red.

The next moment, I saw the whole world darkened, only a red sword light, to the European frost across.

Ou Shuang held the sword. He didn't step back. When the sword came in front of him, his wrist suddenly turned.

In this turn, when a sword mark appears on the ground, the ground will sink directly.

When heaven and earth, if become slow, Ou Shuang in the hand of a sword to cut out.

Hum!

When the two swords collide, a red sword collides with the copper sword in Ou Shuang's hand.

If you watch carefully, you can see that the dust on the ground is annihilating little by little.

The gravel was shattered by the battle of two swords and turned into nothingness.

Above the stadium, a hundred meters away, the ground seemed to have been cut open.Ou Shuang looks at the figure of Liuyun in the palace and says coldly: "your strength is nothing more than that!"

Eight words out, the face of the palace cloud suddenly changed, but the next moment, Ou Shuang moved.

As soon as he stepped on the stadium, nine figures appeared in an instant.

It seems that nine people with swords are going to kill one of them.

His face suddenly changed. He suddenly drank, as if he had three heads and six arms.

It was a remnant of a sword wielding at a very fast speed. At that moment, he waved six swords.

In a flash, it seems that both otamiya Liuyun and Ou Shuang are fighting with each other in kendo. Their strength, skills, even the power to enter the Tao, even kendo.

Lightning flint, in the eyes of ordinary people, is just a flash.

When people react, Ou Shuang and Dagong Liuyun have crossed.

See Ou Shuang towering and stand, he a cape clothes, be cut off suddenly.

Behind him, however, there are nine sword marks on the mountain of his body.

The eyes of the big palace flow cloud, gradually dim, he to die, also seem to believe.

"What

Inside the stadium, everyone was shocked.

Whether it's China or overseas countries.

Too fast. It's almost the fastest round.

As if they had just moved, it was over.

"Ou Shuang, the old man, seems to be angry!" Yan an sighed, "this guy is lucky and has a good life. It's not like us!"

"All of us have received the favor of Chen Zu, but he is the only one who can get the gift from Chen Zu in Longchi mountain!" Shenkong is also opening his mouth.

On one side, Sirius Zhenjun has a sharp look in his eyes. He carries a big bow and looks at the overseas countries.

Among the 100 overseas countries, the presence of those who are comparable to the martial arts of China's entry into the Taoist realm has also changed their faces.

They are full of dignified look to ask sword true king, if see strong, dare not have half cent despise.

At this time, the temple is located, someone slowly said, "Vidal!"

This is a man with green hair. His eyes are green and his skin is white. His ears are as sharp as those of spirits in Western mythology.

He rose with a smile and then walked to the challenge arena.

On gu'er's side, he saw the man who had fought with Chen Yi before and said slowly, "hunus!"

Behind him, a dark, cold looking man walked out slowly.

He saluted the man respectfully, and finally jumped into the challenge arena.

Ou Shuang looks at the two people who enter the challenge arena. His eyes are still indifferent.

In the temples, the old man, known as the true God of creation, was kind and smiling.

"The master of China, since you speak wildly!"

"Merciful and kind gods, when..."

"As you wish!"