The Emperor of the Immortal Realm

But at this moment, several pairs of eyes suddenly condensed.

Muye King, Azure Dragon, Jiu Jiansheng, and even Yan Wudi, who is born with a sword bone.

Everyone looked towards Yan Chuan together, because the sword just now was too precise, to the point of incredible accuracy.

When Yan Wudi was fighting, the collision of swords and swords was only at the blade, but Yan Chuan was at the point of the sword.

The subtle to the extreme, Yan Chuan stabs him up?

"A coincidence? It must be a coincidence!" Jiu Jiansheng muttered to himself.

Yan Wudi's expression became more complicated, but Muyewang's eyes became more solemn.

After a moment of hitting the sword, Flying Sword shot back again and shot Yan Chuan again.

At this moment, Yan Chuan turned violently, strangely.

Turn around very fiercely and quickly!

Purple and Blue Sword in his hand also slammed in a circle, and when the speed reached the extreme, it just turned back in a circle.

Purple and Blue Sword faced Liu Gang, Yan Chuan suddenly let go, and even gave Purple and Blue Sword a boost.

"go!" Yan Chuan shouted.

Purple and Blue Sword flew out, with an extremely fierce speed, just like Flying Sword, and shot directly at Liu Gang not far away.

"Xiu!"

Purple and Blue Sword and Flying Sword almost rubbed against each other. Purple and Blue Sword shot at Liu Gang, and Flying Sword shot at Yan Chuan.

Seeing this scene, almost everyone is petrified.

"What are you doing? How did Yan Chuan throw the sword?"

"He is crazy, and Purple and Blue Sword is not Flying Sword?"

"He Think of darts?"

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More than all around, onlookers People, Yan Wudi and King Muye were also a little confused by this scene.

Between electricity and light, Flying Sword instantly arrived in front of Yan Chuan, and he was about to be assassinated by Flying Sword.

Yan Chuan got his foot wrong, and on one side of his body, he escaped Flying Sword dangerously and dangerously.

Flying Sword wiped from the tip of Yan Chuan's nose, dangerous and dangerous.

Just when everyone thought Flying Sword had returned without success and looked towards Purple and Blue Sword on the other side.

Yan Chuan moved again. I don't know when, his right arm has been stretched out, hand grasps, when everyone saw a blur, he actually grabbed the hilt of Flying Sword.

Grab the hilt of Flying Sword?

Lost Purple and Blue Sword, caught Flying Sword?

Yan Wudi looked at this weird style of play in astonishment.

But everything is not over yet. Yan Chuan turned around again, grabbed the Flying Sword and swung it in a big circle, with a huge momentum, when Yan Chuan was standing upright, he slammed the Flying Sword out, and the shooting direction was straight. It's Liu Gang.

Purple and Blue Sword, Flying Sword, at the same time blast towards Liu Gang.

Two gorgeous turns, two volleys of swords at Liu Gang.

The shocking changes made all around the onlookers hold their breath, and their eyes burst with dazzling brilliance.

"Xiu!" "Xiu!"

Purple and Blue Sword first came to Liu Gang. The horrifying point of the sword appeared in front of him. How can Liu Gang still have the mind to control Flying Sword? And now Flying Sword seemed to be blocked by Juli, and he couldn't control it.

"Ah!"

The terrified Liu Gang retreated to the rear.

But no matter how fast, where is faster than Double Sword?

"Huh!" "Huh!"

The two swords murderous aura overflowed, and Liu Gang was going to penetrate it in a blink of an eye.

"Master!" Liu Gang exclaimed in horror.

"Beng!" "Beng!"

King Muye suddenly stood in front of Liu Gang, holding a sword in each hand. The fingertips were fixed, and the swords trembled violently.

"Hi!" King Muye looked at the double swords in his hands in surprise.

Liu Gang escape alive, already brow beaded with sweat, panting for breath, feeling flustered.

All around the onlookers felt the scene of the shivered soul. One by one, there is a surging heart.

"Okay!" Mo Yuxi called first.

Mo Yuxi looked at Yan Chuan again, and a burst of excitement flashed in his eyes, as if the twin swords of Jinghong had been issued by himself.

"Good, good, good sword!" Jiu Jiansheng said soberly.

"It's really amazing. I didn't think Sword Art could do it like this!"

"It's the first time I've seen a sword used like this. It's amazing!"

"Throwing swords, grabbing swords, throwing swords! Wonderful, unexpected!"

"Yan Chuan? Son of Yan Tao? Tiger father will not beget a dog son, as expected!"

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all around bursts of cheers, Yan Chuan’s This hand is indeed amazing.

Yan Wudi looked at'Uncle Wang' complicatedly. Although he was called a sword dao genius, he was also impossible to defeat Liu Gang in one round. Isn't Wang Shu Sword Art better?

"No, I will definitely surpass you, and I will definitely become the strongest sword cultivator in the world!" Yan Wudi swears in his heart, clenching his fist.

all around, the cheers are constant. The faces of King Makino and Liu Gang on the opposite side were extremely ugly.

King Muye made a move, declaring that Liu Gang was completely defeated!

Great Zheng Nation Forty-Two City, also because of this short moment, completely changed hands.

"Teacher, Master, I didn't expect Yan Chuan to abandon the sword, but didn't expect that he would take my Flying Sword, dísciple, dísciple...!" Liu Gang hurriedly explained.

What's the use of explanation? To lose is to lose.

Unexpectedly, Yan Chuan would throw Purple and Blue Sword. Without the slightest defense, he was doomed to lose.

King Muye holding two swords in his hands, looked towards Yan Chuan with a gloomy face.

Yan Chuan's amazing hand is like fiercely hitting his face, making himself nothing to parry.

"Yan Chuan!" King Makino coldly said.

"Many thanks, King Makino’s forty-two cities! Yan Chuan thank you!" Yan Chuan said with a smile.

At this moment, Yan Chuan's laughter is still harsh.

"hahahaha, a good son born to Yan Tao!" King Muye's voice was extremely cold.

While speaking, King Makino suddenly released the black light in his hands, as if he was about to destroy Purple and Blue Sword.

"Stop!" Yan Wudi exclaimed anxiously.

"Who dares to destroy my sword!" An angry shout suddenly came from the Void Quartet.

"weng!" "weng!" "weng!"……………………

With this anger, a powerful sword intent spread out , All around nearly a hundred onlookers, as long as there is a sword, the sword trembles suddenly. As if welcoming the king of swords.

Purple and Blue Sword and Flying Sword'streaming', even if they were caught in the hands of King Makino, they were shaking at this moment.

Jiu Jiansheng was the first to feel that he quickly suppressed his saber, so that his saber did not follow the sword cry.

"Huh!"

Purple and Blue Sword escaped from King Makino and shot towards the center of the field instantly.

In the center of the field there was suddenly one more person, a man in black hemp robe, with white sideburns, isolated in the center of the field, where he stood, a forceful sword intent shot out.

"pa!" The man grabbed Purple and Blue Sword.

"Master!" Yan Wudi said joyfully in surprise.

"Dugu Jian King?" Azure Dragon frowned.

The black robed man in the center, clutching Purple and Blue Sword, his eyes are cold, his eyes are staring at King Makino, as if he can eject two sharp swords from his eyes, extremely sharp.

The powerful imposing manner, like a sharp sword, is directed at people's hearts.

All around watching the powerhouse, many of them retreated one after another in this imposing manner.

"It's you, King Dugu Jian?" King Muye said with an ugly face.

"How can the sword of my discipline be in your hands?" Dugu Jian Wang coldly said.