Chapter 312： One sword breaks the mountain gate

In addition to discussing some cooperation matters and exchanging instruments and materials, the International Symposium also has the most critical skills competition.

Masters of magic are not detached from the world, but they will also fight for power and take advantage of it. They will compete against each other and talk about their reputation. There will naturally be friction.

Because the dragon group does not have a ranking in the art world, it can even be said that the warlock is more combative than the warrior.

"A month and a day, where did I put everyone down? It was like fighting five scum! Hahaha!"

Anyone who wants to win the next master of the arts must set up a banquet and show it off so that everyone knows it.

Especially on this occasion, it is a challenge to challenge the opponent and defeat the opponent in the public eye, which undoubtedly lays down his status and is a beautiful thing.

Xu Mozhai is a master of the arts of Fuyu School. He has been very unconvinced by Zhou Xingzhou, who is also proficient in this way.

So he just challenged Zhou Xingchen, but he was defeated by the opponent.

But he can see that in the process of confrontation, Zhou Xingchen not only used the traditional Taoist amulets, but also used some witchcraft to make him unsuccessful.

"Grandpa, wouldn't the Chinese have cooperated with masters of sorcery?" The little aunt of Xinghuang Taopao asked puzzledly.

"It turns out that there are some masters of Nanyang Warcraft, such as Oyella and others, but they are not first-class masters!"

Xu Mozhai looked at several tall figures under the platform and smiled bitterly: "But this time, it was joined by blood sects, blood sects, fire sects and snake sects. Wang Zhongyan is united! "

His eyes flashed a deep dread, and he sighed, "Most of these big factions come from places like Myanmar and Thailand, and there are many masters in the art of Tong Xuan Xiu!"

"Introducing so many strong people, but Wang Chongyan isn't afraid that the other party is anti-customer?" Xiaodaogu frowned.

"Wang Zhongyan is not a fool. He naturally has a means of restraint. Besides, he has intersected with the masters of Nanyang magic in recent years, and has learned from each other. It is also a combination of magic and martial arts. Horrible existence! "

Xu Mozhai sighed and lowered his voice: "It is probably that the Everest war made the Chinese people badly hurt, and he was also very anxious. This time, he was the blood, these masters of magic are all joining as enshrined!"

While everyone was talking and laughing, suddenly, there was a bang, and a loud noise came from the gate of the mountain.

A surging voice banged over, "Wang Zhongyan, get out and die!"

For a moment, the audience was shocked, everyone looked pale, Qi Qi turned to look out the door.

"Bold, who dares to break into my Xingzhou Chinese Association General Altar! It is impossible to find death!"

However, Wang Chongyan was discolored. He patted the armrests of the chairs and rose up. In one shot, the stone chair collapsed instantly and the armrests collapsed.

"This man is looking for death! How dare he disrespect President Wang!"

Many masters of Nanyang evil arts have also risen up, one by one murderous, to teach the blood of the ignorant kid who uttered mad words.

"Aren't you Chinese? Listening to an accent sounds like the mainland!"

"One sword cut through the gate, is he a master of martial arts in China!"

At the gate of the general altar, the guards were horrified and couldn't believe Jiang Tian's sword cut through the mountain gate.

"No matter who he is, dare to offend the Xingzhou Chinese Association general altar, then you must die!"

The guards rose in anger the next moment. After all, they were all masters of martial arts, brave and fierce, and very proud. If they were scared by the other one, it would be too ridiculous.

"Boy, dare to break the gate of my Lanyishe, you die!"

The guarding leader even yelled loudly, and rushed forward to Jiang Tian.

He leapt like a cheetah, holding a ghost-headed sword, and cut it out. The sharp and bright knife lights were connected into one piece and overlapped, that is, a car can be cut off.

"Well! Song Zhongjian, Wang Chongyan's disciple, he has reached the inner strength of martial arts. He can be called a master of martial arts in the mainland of China!"

Around, some onlookers smiled proudly, their eyes were very firm, it seems that Jiang Tian has died so much that he can't die any more.

"Don't!" Only Guo Lili shook her head with a pity on her face and gaped, she didn't have time to stop it.

Wang Zhibo, a master of both law and martial arts, has already reached the level of transformation in martial arts. He can be called a little master. He is not Jiang Tian's opponent. He just came to death.

laugh!

Jiang Tian slashed with a sword, and the black swordsman slashed like a knife to cut off the water. He directly cut the ghost-headed sword with blown hair and cut his face into two sections.

"what!!"

Blood waves rolled, Song Yuanjian's body fell to the ground, and blood splattered everyone around him.

But he didn't die immediately, making a heartbreaking scream that was creepy.

"This" everyone was dumbfounded for a while and couldn't believe it.

This is Wang Chongyan's personal disciple, Master Martial Art, who can't even hold the other sword.

"Is he really a Master of Huajing, but how is this possible? Master of Huajing is very rare in Huaxia, and there are only dozens of people in Huaxia!"

Some people still shook their heads and didn't believe it.

"kill him!"

"How can the Chinese in Xingzhou be disgraced, everyone goes together and chops him to feed the dog!"

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"Yeah! Fuck him!"

But more guards are, jumping high and low, rushing up and one after another against Jiang Tian.

Most of these people are self-cultivators. They have been instructed by Wang Chongyan, and they are more than 20 people. Even if Jiang Tian is the real master of transmigration, they are not afraid of many people.

What's more important is that Wang Zhongyan is very strict under his control. Those who are afraid of war must be severely punished or even beheaded. Where can they dare to shrink back?

Wang Chongyan was well-known both at home and abroad during the Republic of China. It was earlier than Lin Zhenyu's debut. He is an old master of the generation of Ye Zhantian's father, Ye Tianren.

His disciples also have their own strengths.

There are those who are strong in the body, choose close-to-hand combat, those who are strong in the air, burst inside and kill in the air, and there are hidden weapon darts and sleeve arrows bursting from a long distance. There are also kendo and sword masters attacking with swords.

More than 20 people shot all together, and they were all masters of the inner strength, and even a few of them were in the realm. This wave of attacks was overwhelming, and the power was endless, such as Huo Qingtian and Lin Zhenyu. We must be cautious and be careful.

"Oh, let you see the strength of Feijian!"

Jiang Tian smiled indifferently, and the flying sword flew out swiftly.

A burst of screams rang suddenly. Time is not allowed, as stubborn as a ghost crying.

Feijian turned into a dark light, curved refraction, extremely flexible, as if it were spiritual, some penetrated through the chests of these guards, some directly bowed their heads, some even cut off by the waist, the intestines flowed to the ground , Die instantly.

With only one breathing room, Jiang Tian easily cut 24 guards in a row, and no one could escape!

"Who are you? How dare you kill my disciple of the Chinese Association of Xingzhou? Isn't it tiring?"

At this time, an elder guardian shot out from the hall and stood on a tall rockery overlooking Jiang Tiandao.

"Elder Fang has been built!"

"Elder Fang is a great man. He performed a mission ten years ago in Lingnan, Huaxia. When he met Mo Haoxiong, he defeated Mo Haoxiong in one hand!"

"Yeah, since that time, Mo Haoxiong has closed the retreat, and never dare to say that he is a master of transmigration! So many martial arts people think that Lingnan has no master!"

After seeing the elders of the law, many Chinese members of the Chinese Association of Xingzhou have received a great deal of support, and their hearts have settled a lot. They look excited and excited, and it seems that Jiang Tian will definitely lose this time.

"Because of you, you are not qualified to know my name. Let Wang Chongyan come out and die!"

Jiang Tian's eyes were indifferent, holding on to the **** sword, approaching the main hall, the sentence was still in his mouth.

"It turned out to be you!"

At this time, Wang Zhongyan's big disciple, Brahma, also came out. Seeing Jiang Tian, ​​he couldn't help but startled and shouted out loud.

"Boy, you're crazy, even if Wei Feilong is here, he doesn't dare to talk to me like that!"

Before Brahma talked, the furious Elder Jian Fang had shot out!

Wow! The ground pulled a soft whip from his waist, and exclaimed toward Jiang Tianbao.

This whip rolls out, just like an iron curtain, the cold light flashes, and it is swept across the void, bringing out a terrible whistling sound. The whip curtain is over, the wind is strong, the sand is flying, the basketball-sized boulders are rolling on the ground and scattered. fly.

"Well? This is a good whip. It just happened that the old ape ’s white ape bone whip was broken. I gave it to him!"

Jiang Tian's eyes were filled with joy, and he reached out with a large hand, grabbed the whip slightly, and the flying sword broke out.

Fang Jian, however, has become a great realm. This whip is filled with unusually powerful qi, not to mention being caught in battle, that is, when he is still, the master of the energy may be killed by a touch.

But Jiang Tian caught it, and he couldn't help horrifying.

He hadn't had time to snatch, and before his eyes were dark, a black light passed through the hole, and he had reached his chest.

This black light was too fast, it was like black lightning, he didn't even see what it was!

"Oh!"

Fang Jian shouted violently, it was a sharp iron plate bridge, his body folded back from his knees, leaned back, his head was against the ground.

He thought he was fast enough, and he must have avoided the black light.

But suddenly I felt that the chest was cold and hot, and a sense of weakness covered the whole body. When I looked down, I found that the chest had been pierced by a black sword, and the blood flow was like a note.

"how can that be?"

Fang Jian muttered to himself in dismay and couldn't believe it.

With a loud whistle, Jiang Tian made a move, and Xiao Hei Fei Jian took out a shed blood dance and flew back to his hand.

Elder Fang Jian fell to the ground and died.

At the Chinese Association of Xingzhou, Fang Jian was also a giant, and he went hand in hand with Oyella, but was killed by Jiang Tianyi sword.

"Who is this person? How so powerful"

As soon as Fang Jian died, the masters, elders, and guards of the Xingzhou Chinese Association were robbed. None of the masters dared to step forward.

Most of them were under cultivation, even Fang Jian was killed, and they went to death for nothing.

However, until this moment, they could not think of Jiang Tian's identity, and they couldn't understand why the Chinese in Xingzhou would provoke this **** of killing.