At the critical moment of life and death between Wangchuan and Jiang Xun, even the sleepy old Guo opened his eyes in the stands and watched the showdown between the two. The talent of cultivation shown by Wangchuan and Jiang Xun made Yimei Zhenren. Chen Yan, the two old men, loved each other, naturally could not consider it anymore, but because of Wangchuan, the identity of Wuchuan, Guo Lao, was as tight as a bottle, and the two old men were itchy and sighed repeatedly.

Jiang Wei showed a satisfied smile on his face. He seemed to be fully worried about Jiang Xun's safety. However, Zhao Wuji kept staring at Wangchuan, with a strange look in his eyes, as if he saw some clues. He muttered to himself: "So tough and yang, the sword moves are changing. What is this kid's identity? How come the sword he handles is so familiar with? Is it the legendary one..."

Mr. Guo suddenly turned his head and looked at Zhao Wuji, and then turned around and looked into the air. Zhao Wuji became more convinced of his thoughts and said in his heart, Wangchuan, don’t die at the hands of that boy Jiang Xun, otherwise if you are really the successor of that person, how should I explain to the emperor in the future?

Zhao Wuji turned his head and looked at Xiaoying, who was also nervous to hold his fists and trembled, and couldn't help but jokingly, "Sister Xiaoying, don't you hate that kid very much, why are you so nervous at this moment? If you are really worried about that kid, Brother Zhao, I can't take action."

Xiaoying's fair cheeks flushed, and she glared at Zhao Wuji as if she was calm, but her hands were never stretched. Instead, Jiang Wei snorted coldly and threatened: "Zhao Wuji, if you dare to take action, I will kill that kid immediately."

"This is exactly what I want to say to you. Don't make small moves under my nose, otherwise you won't be able to leave Jingzhou." Zhao Wuji looked coldly, and was about to warn Jiang Wei again. A huge energy suddenly burst out from the air. Even though the stands that were far apart were not spared at this moment, except for Zhao Wuji, Jiang Wei, Guo Lao and others, where they were not affected, the rest of the place was affected by energy. Cracked appeared on the walls of the stands, and then turned into a burst of white powder and Yang Sa with the wind.

In the air, Jiang Xun held the sky with his palms and slapped two palms. Suddenly, a storm of wind and clouds surged towards Wangchuan. Two huge handprints held Wangchuan's divine sword. The vast sword energy was raging around in an instant. Only a wave of sounds resounding across the sky, and a huge energy burst out between the two. Jiang Xun's ferocious face showed a fierce look. He completely ignored the blood that was spilling out of his seven orifices, and raised his hand and slapped it out again.

With a loud "Boom!", the heaven and earth trembled, and cracks appeared in the divine sword, which then turned into sections of fire, falling like heavy rain, and the Dongxu Sword revealed its original appearance. Wangchuan and Jiang Xun were shocked to fly away. Jiang Xun took the opportunity to turn over and stabilize his body, and another storm and storm and defeated the magic palm to chase Wangchuan.

There was a difference in cultivation level. When the two fought head-on, Wangchuan was still a little different. He made a gesture in his hand and instantly shot Xingsu to ask for directions. Jiang Xun could not avoid it and was trapped in the magic circle. Wangchuan then stabilized his body and coughed up several mouthfuls of blood.

However, Jiang Xun did not give Wangchuan more time to breathe. In just a blink of an eye, the sword formation that the star constellation asked for directions had not yet fallen, Jiang Xun destroyed the magic array with one palm, and flew into two Youduling Tribulation fingers and hit Wangchuan. With a "puff!", a blood arrow shot out from Wangchuan's legs, and a finger force of Youduling Tribulation fingers penetrated Wangchuan's calves.

Seeing this, Jiang Xun laughed wildly, "Wangchuan, if you hit me with the Lingjie Sword of My Young Master, just wait for death!" As he said that, he slapped Wangchuan. Wangchuan, who hit the Lingjie Sword of Youdu, suddenly found that the trick in his body was blocked by a force, and his true energy could not be operated, and he was shocked.

However, at this time, Jiang Xun was approaching, and the huge handprints were already lined up in Wangchuan's chest. At that time, the Tianfeng Jiuyao Divine Armor suddenly emitted a dazzling light, and Wangchuan flew out. Although the Tianfeng Jiuyao Divine Armor blocked Jiang Xun's palm for Wangchuan and endured part of the force, Wangchuan still felt the pain in his chest unbearable, and the fishy sweetness surged up, and a mouthful of blood was spewed out with a "puff".

When Jiang Xun saw Wangchuan vomiting blood, his expression was even more arrogant and his eyes were bloodthirsty. He flew over and attacked again. Wangchuan subconsciously reacted and wanted to activate the Fire Control Art. The flames around him did not react at all. Instead, thunder suddenly rolled in the sky. With a "click", a purple thunder and lightning thunder, Jiang Xun reacted quickly and avoided the attack of lightning.

Immediately, he attacked Wangchuan again, but he never expected that several divine thunders suddenly fell from the air, with the rumbling sound of heaven, and the aura of destruction came to his face. Everyone in the stands showed surprise and raised their heads to look at the thunder clouds in the sky. The deep depths of the thick thunder clouds were like an eye, silent and ruthless.

The eyes closed and closed, a purple light shot out from that eye. The sky was suddenly covered with purple thunder, and then another red light shot out. The red thunder ball suddenly revealed a thunderstorm from the thunder clouds. Then several different colors of lightning shot out from the eye. All kinds of lightning were suddenly covered in the sky, as if in just a moment, the entire earth would turn into nothingness. The aura of destruction of the world pressed down on everyone as if they had lost their connection with the surrounding natural spiritual power.

"Is this the legendary thunder tribulation? It's impossible. Wangchuan is just the cave realm, so how could it lead to the thunder tribulation?"

"The Heavenly Gate has been closed long ago. Where did the thunder tribulation come from? Who is qualified to overcome the tribulation!"

"This is definitely not a thunder tribulation. Have you ever heard of someone passing through the tribulation for hundreds of years?"

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Everyone was talking about it. Since the Dharma-Ending Age, although there has been a legend of practitioners passing through tribulation and becoming immortals, no one in the world of cultivation has been able to ascend to immortals over the past few hundred years. At this moment, they have seen the divine thunder of heaven, although they do not believe in the thunder tribulation, their hearts are full of hope.

For them, what is the practice of cultivating? Perhaps it is to subdue demons and uphold the right path, but due to human nature, demons cannot be killed. As long as there is a right path in this world, there will be evil paths. The pursuit of practitioners should be immortality, but who can go against the way of heaven and jump out of the six realms of reincarnation and be immortal?

Even though they know that immortals are illusory existences, they still hope that everything they see in front of them is true. This is the legendary thunder tribulation. The road to cultivation is boring and vague, and you always have to have some hope to have direction and motivation.

Only Ouyang Feiyu and others in the crowd knew that the natural vision must be related to the Lei Lingzhu. "I didn't expect Lian Yucheng would hand over the Lei Lingzhu to Wangchuan, which was really generous." A female disciple from Baihua Valley said.

"A man is guilty of being guilty of being a treasure. Lian Yucheng is not stupid. Wangchuan did everything to resolve the disaster of the family destruction for Lian Yucheng. This thunder spirit bead was worthy of him." Ouyang Feiyu said calmly, but when the thunder spirit bead flew out of his body, Ouyang Feiyu couldn't help but worry again, "People greed become nature, and the thunder spirit bead is exposed. Wangchuan will be afraid that there will be constant disasters in the future and there will be no way to avoid it."

"Who said no? The younger brother didn't know how to restrain himself. He was simply a troublemaker. He couldn't beat the fox and was also a slut." Xia Zhixue said with the chicken legs in her mouth and hugged Xiao Hui.

Ouyang Feiyu looked at the young junior sister who was a little bitch and was speechless for a while, but when he thought about it, he felt that Xia Zhixue had said right, "The troublemaker!" It seemed that Wangchuan would go wherever he went, and sighed. Xia Zhixue said, "If God wants to destroy it, he must first make it crazy!"

Upon hearing this, Ouyang Feiyu gently patted Xia Zhixue's head and pretended to be coquettish: "Zhixue, don't be full of Hu Qin. If you give great responsibilities to this person, you must bear the weight if you want to bring your crown." Zhixue rubbed her head, laughed, and grabbed Xiao Hui's short tail and played.

In the air, lightning was squirting and spitting on the surface of the spirit beads. Suddenly, the lightning of the thunder pearl shone, and a purple lightning suddenly poured into Wangchuan's body. The thunder spirit power dragged Wangchuan's body and slowly floated up. Two rays of lightning light floated out from his eyes, glowing with fire, dancing in the wind like a ribbon.

The finger force of the Youtuling Tribulation, which was originally blocked by the various acupoints in Wangchuan, was driven away by the thunder spirit power. Wangchuan recovered his connection with the Yuan Mansion. He held the Thunder Spirit Pearl in one hand and the Cave Void Sword in the other hand, his whole body was filled with flames and lightning, and he was very serious.

"So you have the help of Lei Lingzhu, no wonder you are not afraid of my ghost bead. The young master of Jingzhou City has also heard of it. Lei Lingzhu is the most treasure of heaven and earth, and it cannot be easily driven by others. If you first get Lei Lingzhu, if you want to control it, you may still have some whimsical thoughts." Jiang Xun said.

"Do you think I will beat you by it?" Wangchuan smiled indifferently. He raised the Lei Lingzhu. He saw the light of the Lei Lingzhu flashing, and the thunder clouds in the sky suddenly dissipated. Then he took the Lei Lingzhu back to the Yuan Mansion and said, "The Lei Lingzhu has just helped me resolve your finger strength. Jiang Xun, if I defeat you, I will defeat you with the sword in my hand."

After saying that, the red light of the Tianfeng Jiuyao Divine Armor flashed in Wangchuan's body. Seeing this, everyone was puzzled by Wangchuan's behavior and advised him. Wangchuan waved his hand and looked at Jiang Xun and said, "Jiang Xun, I have a sword. If you can catch it, you will win."

"Wangchuan, I have to admit that you are qualified to be my opponent!" Jiang Xun no longer contempts Wangchuan. On the contrary, he actually felt a little sympathetic about Wangchuan. "Put your all your strength, I want to see. Without the help of the Lei Lingzhu, what kind of surprises can you bring to me!"

As soon as this statement came out, everyone knew that Wangchuan and Jiang Xun were going to fight to the death. Jiang Xun's momentum was shaking continuously, and the Fengyun Destroying Divine Palm was used again.

"The dragon and snake are round and the golden spear rises, and the cold water flows over the floating duckweed is churning quickly. The whisk rises lightly and returns to his hand, and the Taiyin raises the pillar to fall into dust." When the sword technique was recited, a whisk transformed from the air appeared in Wangchuan's hand. The whisk rose slightly, and the hot pure yang true energy dissipated from his body, and a raging fire ignited in the sky, turning into a sea of ​​fire in an instant.

The body moves, step on the sun and the Taiyin. A strange phenomenon appears immediately. There is a poem saying: Tai Chi is born from the foot, the sword light rises high and the yang energy is pure. A whisk sweeps the world, and Lang Lang Tianqing is a real person.

Wangchuan rushed towards Jiang Xun, raised the whisk, the dragon and snake were round, the cold light of the cave sword flashed, and the sea of ​​fire tumbling. Every time the fire waves rose, dozens of flying swords would condense. During several breaths, thousands of flying swords had already condensed around Wangchuan.

Jiang Xun took the fifth move of the Wind and Cloud Destroying God Palm - Destroying Gods and Killing Immortals.

A green black demon god with a human body and beast face appeared in front of Jiang Xun. He looked very terrifying and cruel. He saw him laughing loudly, and black air blew out of his mouth. The demon sound disappeared. The practitioner with a somewhat low-level cultivation level below could not help but thump to the end, and moaned painfully in his mouth, constantly grasping his face.

The black gas seemed to penetrate the mouths and noses of those people. Suddenly, the eyes of these people were red, their faces showed a fierce look, and they flew onto the Taoist platform and attacked Wangchuan. Only then did everyone realize that the black gas controlled the person's spiritual consciousness, and then pinched their fingers to use the martial arts to resist the invasion of the black gas.

The Forgetful River raised the whisk, and the Haoran pure yang true energy surged around. Those practitioners who were confused about their minds were shocked to fly out of the Taoist platform. The whisk rose again, and the black air could not approach the body of the Forgetful River. The Green Black Demon God made a strange laugh. The black air gathered together and condensed three Dharma bodies to surround the Forgetful River.

Suddenly, the huge palms of the four demon lords slapped Wangchuan at the same time. Wangchuan's face changed, and his whole body turned into a stream of light and rushed towards the Qingwu Demon God in front of Jiang Xun, forming tens of thousands of flying swords like long dragons. "Hanping whisk!" Wangchuan shouted violently, like a dragonfly slashing the water, stepping on the rolling flames, and his body movements were strange and unpredictable. The sword rain dragon stabbed directly at the Qingwu Demon God's palm.

Jiang Xun tried his best to activate his martial arts, and his true energy kept blessing the Qingwu Demon God's original body. The battle between Wangchuan and Jiang Xun was completely a battle to fight for life with their lives and die together. If Wangchuan broke through the Qingwu Demon God's original body, then Jiang Xun would be killed by Wangchuan's sword; on the contrary, Wangchuan would be slapped into flesh mud by the three Dharma bodies condensed by the Qingwu Demon God.

At the critical moment, everyone in the audience held their breath and did not dare to breathe, for fear that it would affect the two people on the stage and cause them to be distracted. At this moment, no matter which side it was, as long as they were slightly retreating or were distracted, they would lose their lives. They only had one question in their hearts, whether Wangchuan could break the essence of the Qingwu Demon God.

The palm of the Qingwu Demon God's body was fierce, and the force was surging like a sea of ​​force. Wangchuan waved the whisk in his hand, and the pure Yang true energy was released from the whisk. The two forces fought against each other. The thousands of flying swords behind him kept bombarding the Qingwu Demon God's body.

With a "bang", the whisk in Wangchuan's hand could not bear the pressure of force, and turned into a wisp of true energy and dissipated. At this time, the giant palms of the other three demon gods had arrived. Everyone couldn't help but close their eyes, and only one thought flashed through their minds. Wangchuan lost in this competition.

However, like Jiang Xun, they all ignored the fact that the sea of ​​fire at Wangchuan's feet suddenly turned into dense flying swords and soared into the sky, holding the giant palms of the other three demon gods.

Then, Wangchuan turned into a hurricane, and the flying swords that were hard to count suddenly became summoned and merged into the hurricane. With a "boom", the hurricane was blown away by four demon gods. After the wind and smoke, Wangchuan saw a round sword wall several meters high formed around Wangchuan.

With a "puff", Wangchuan spit out a mouthful of blood, but when he saw his feet stepping on Tai Chi, dancing the Dongxu Sword, the pure Yang true energy surged into the sword wall, and the sword wall suddenly shone brightly.

"break!"

With Wangchuan's stern voice, the sword wall immediately loosened, and the flying sword shot towards the four demon gods. The sound of bombardment came out in an instant. The three blue-black demon gods were dispersed by groups of flying swords, and the demon god's arm was cut off by the flying sword.

Jiang Xun trembled, calmed his mind, and controlled the Qingwu Demon God with all his strength. The Demon God's broken arm instantly grew out, and another palm slapped at Wangchuan. Wangchuan waved his backhand whisk, and a ray of light shot out. All the flying swords turned around and slashed towards the Qingwu Demon God with Wangchuan.

"boom!"

A crack appeared on the huge body of the Qingwu Demon God, and then disappeared into the void. The pale-faced Wangchuan walked staggeringly to Jiang Xun, and the cave sword was placed on Jiang Xun's neck. Jiang Xun fell to the ground and coughed up a mouthful of blood, "You...you win...you win." He slowly closed his eyes, waiting for Wangchuan to understand his life.

Wangchuan coughed out a mouthful of blood again, held a sword and stabbed Jiang Xun. However, when the sword substitute stabbed Jiang Xun's chest, he suddenly stopped. He flipped his hand and slashed towards the stands. Before everyone could figure out what had happened, they saw Wangchuan flying out like a kite with broken strings.

"You dare to touch the people in Youdu, seeking death!" Jiang Wei's cold voice sounded. Everyone realized what was going on, so they glared and scolded You for not being able to lose. The right envoy of Youdu ignored his identity and used a hidden arrow to injure people like a junior.

"Random!" The table beside Zhao Wuji instantly turned into ashes. He asked angrily: "Jiang Wei, you are so brave. Do you really think that Zhao doesn't exist? Or do you even care that you don't care about the Wastewater Camp and the court!" Zhao Wuji was furious, and thousands of Wastewater Camp Xuanyu Guards suddenly appeared in front of the Dao Lu.

"Youdu naturally dared not go against the court, but I don't take it seriously as a mere wild camp. Zhao Wuji, the reign of Taoism should have stopped. If I hadn't taken action in time, Jiang Xun would have died under that kid's sword. As the host of this reign of Taoism, you have been unfair in dealing with things and have the face to swear at me. Could it be that I bullying me, Youdu, no one?"

"Jiang Wei, don't think I don't know what you plan. If you are a regular martial arts theory, you will stop at the right time. Your incompetent nephew insists on signing a life-and-death case with Wangchuan. Now your skills are not as good as others. What's wrong with Wangchuan wanting to kill him? This is Jingzhou. I advise you to be more at ease, otherwise don't blame me for turning against others."

"Big... Uncle, Xun'er's skill is not as good as a human being, no... nothing to say." Jiang Xun's dying voice popped out of his throat. Jiang Wei snorted coldly, flew onto the Taoist platform, and shot a pill into Jiang Xun's mouth with a blink of an eye, and said coldly: "Xun'er, victory or defeat is common in military affairs. If you lose, you will not be embarrassed. Go back to Youdu and receive the punishment."

Zhao Wuji investigated Wangchuan's injuries and saw that he was not in danger of his life, so he said, "Wangchuan, according to the situation of life and death, you can take Jiang Xun's life. Don't worry, if you have the deity here, it's not the turn of his Youdu people to decide."

"Zhao Wuji, you have to be in trouble with me, right?" Jiang Wei said angrily, "The situation of life and death is just an impulse act between the juniors, and I don't count it!"

Wangchuan stood up and asked, "Don't count? I dare to ask Senior Jiang, if I lose this competition, Jiang Xun will take my life, will you stop it? The junior loses in a fight, and the elders come out to mess around. Where does this come from? If You can't afford to lose, don't come out to compete, so as not to embarrass those who are disrespectful to the elders!"

"Well said!"

"Don't be ruthless! I dare to teach me a lesson, I will destroy you!" Jiang Wei's ugly face showed ferociousness, and raised his hand and wanted to attack Wangchuan. Zhao Wuji stopped Wangchuan. At this time, Chen Yan's voice came from the stands: "Jiang Wei, if you think you have a long life, just try it!" As soon as Chen Yan's words came out, Jiang Wei was speechless.

After Jiang Xun took the pill, his injuries gradually recovered. He walked up to Jiang Wei and said, "Uncle, although Xun'er is incompetent, he is not afraid of death. Since he wants my life, give it to him."

"Okay, that's right! I, You, are not afraid of death, only the one who died in battle. Xun'er, don't worry, uncle will avenge you!" Jiang Wei's eyes were slightly red, and he patted Jiang Xun's keyboard, flew away with his sleeves.

"Wangchuan, you can kill or kill you." Jiang Xun resolutely closed his eyes. Wangchuan brought his sword and walked over. The sword hung in the air for a long time. After a long time, Jiang Xun opened his eyes and asked in confusion: "You don't kill me, are you afraid of revenge?"

Wangchuan sighed, "If I want to kill you, why bother so hard? You and I have no deep hatred. If you weren't aggressive, you wouldn't have caused such a situation. Forget it, you go. In the future, whether it's you, your uncle, or anyone in Youdu want to seek revenge on me, I will follow one by one."

Jiang Xun was stunned, his eyes were empty, "Is your cultivation level far above the Taixu Realm?"

Wangchuan shook his head and said calmly: "As you see, I am at the Dongxu Realm. Your cultivation is indeed very high, and the Fengyun Divine Palm is even more powerful, but your Tao is too small."

"What's your way?"

"The world is vast, and the sea is a drop in the ocean. The road is endless, only awe. I have just entered the square gate and am still seeking. But I know that everything needs to be right or wrong. People are spiritual masters. If they do not distinguish between right and wrong, what is the difference between them and animals?"

Jiang Xun got off the Taoist Republic Platform in a daze and left with Jiang Guan and Kang Cha. The people who stayed were very sorry, and some even said dissatisfied: "The kindness of a woman is to cut off the grass. Letting Jiang Xun go now is equivalent to letting the tiger go back to the mountain." Faced with the accusations of these people, Wangchuan did not make any more distinctions, but just shook his head slightly and was about to leave the Taoist Republic Platform, Zhao Wuji stopped Wangchuan because the Taoist Republic Platform had not yet been separated.

Wangchuan smiled bitterly. He had no intention of competing with other practitioners to discuss the ranking of Taoist martial arts, but Zhao Wuji insisted: "The rules of Taoist martial arts on the Taoist martial arts are discussed. In the end, you have to decide the winner and lose. If you win, you have to accept the challenge of others. Otherwise, everyone will follow the example, so why not talk about the rules."

In desperation, Wangchuan had to continue to accept the challenges of practitioners on the stage. However, after Jiang Xun's round of competition, most people were discouraged. Instead, the disciples of Baihua Valley came to the stage to challenge one after another. Although they failed, they all accepted the results happily and took the Taoist platform with the insights in the competition.

As the evening approached, when Zhao Wuji announced the result of his martial arts practice, something unexpected happened.
Chapter completed!