Chen Jun's heart trembled, and the hairs all over his body stood on end.

"Oops."

The spectators yelled that it was not good. For example, the ancestor of the Wu Family Sword Tomb shook his head repeatedly: "The sword god may be in great danger this time. The old monster Wang has a strong body and is invincible. A pair of fists can cut off all the magic weapons in the world. This is also

The terrifying thing about a martial artist who proves the Tao with force.

The Sword God's advantage lies in his swordsmanship and keeping a distance. As before, Monster Wang may not be able to do anything to the Sword God."

Chai Qingshan, the leader of the Dongyue Sword Pool, nodded: "It is not difficult to resist this punch with the sword god's cultivation, but if you lose the first move, it is impossible to get it back. In a duel with masters like them, this is

It is equivalent to the winning hand in a chess game." Most of the swordsmen lamented.

And just when Wang Xianzhi punched him.

Chen Jun suddenly let go of all his defenses, and the sword energy disappeared without a trace in the long sky.

Chen Jun clenched his fist and waved his fist in the same direction.

Double fist attack.

The world became silent.

Many spectators were shaken and fell into a daze. When they came to their senses, they saw Wang Xianzhi and Chen Jun both retreating a few steps away.

"Sword God blocked it?"

Almost everyone stood there in a daze, staring blankly at the two figures fighting in the sky a hundred feet above the lake, their eyes widening.

"The Sword God actually used his body to fight against Wang Xianzhi?"

“A sword god who doesn’t use a sword?

Is this still the Sword God?"

Everyone was stunned by this scene of fighting. They were speechless for a long time, and it took a long time before they finally accepted it in their hearts.

Continuing to watch the battle, many people felt more and more powerless. As expected, this battle was no match for thunder and rain. The first and second ranked martial arts reviewers were overwhelmed, like two dragons at the bottom of a lake suddenly colliding and erupting.

There were earth-shattering fluctuations.

The Spring God Lake was steaming, and the water vapor on the eight-hundred-mile lake was filled with water. But suddenly there was a sudden "clang" in the sky, and the sword curtain stretched across the sky, immediately strangling all the water vapor, and the world was clear. After a while, we saw the majesty of the wave-shaking city.

The scenery, the weather of heaven and earth are constantly changing in the fierce battle between the two people.

Everyone stood at a very far distance and gazed into the distance, not daring to take a step forward even if they were beyond the range of Qiuji's spiritual exploration.

The fighting spirit between the two of them was like divine swords crisscrossing each other. A few first-level masters who had just turned their eyes away jumped forward and were hit. They immediately vomited blood and were seriously injured. They came back in a hurry and did not dare to continue watching.

"Boom!"

In the eight-hundred-mile Spring God Lake, Chen Jun and Wang Xianzhi fought from the center of the lake to the east of the lake, and from the east to Hunan.

The waves slowly gathered into water waves, and the entire Spring God Lake was like a muddy depression. When you blew a breath, the waves immediately surged, setting off huge waves dozens of feet high.

To the south of Spring God Lake, it is close to Kuai Xue Villa, a powerful force in the world of martial arts.

At this time, the owner of Kuaixue Mountain Villa was watching the battle by the lake and had already ordered the evacuation of the people in the village. However, many nearby residents made a living by catching fish and often took boats to fish.

A fishing boat that is usually considered big, measuring 3 to 40 feet, is now as small as duckweed in Spring God Lake. The boss of the boat and his pretty and graceful daughter are looking at the huge waves that are about to hit not far away. They feel as if they have been struck by lightning, and they don’t know what to do.

measures.

Suddenly, a man in white passed by the bow of the boat and stepped on the tip of the boat. The fishing boat quickly sailed towards the shore like a sharp arrow, escaping the disaster.

"Fight again somewhere else!"

The figure left, and the boat boss only heard this voice. After being rescued by the fishermen on the shore, he immediately pulled his daughter to kneel down and kowtow.

Many years later, the legend of "an immortal stepping on a boat" spread in Chunshen Lake.

The sun was setting in the west, dusk was approaching, and the sky was gradually darkening. The two of them were still fighting, but there was still no winner or death. Many people were lost in the vast darkness of night.

However, spectators heard from the people in the city that there was a man in white drinking a bowl of tea here just now, and a burly old man was resting here.

On the first day, the battle of Spring God Lake still had no outcome.

The next day, there were rumors in the world that a shocking battle was taking place at the Western Chu Western Barrier Site.

When the spectators passed by, they saw the chokepoint where hundreds of thousands of soldiers from Liyang and Xichu died in the past, and most of the desolate and majestic ancient city collapsed. Then they saw this green mountain cut off in the middle, and the river cut off and changed its course, telling what happened before.

How overbearing the battle was.

The third day.

There are still Jianghu people who are patiently looking for Wang Xianzhi and Chen Jun. There are only great masters such as the ancestor of the Wu family Jianzhong, Chai Qingshan, the master of Dongyue Jianchi, and the master of Kuaixue Mountain Villa.

It was on this day that Dongyue Jianchi disciples Shan Yiyi and Song Tinglu suddenly came to report together, looking very anxious.

Chai Qingshan, the master of Dongyue Sword Pool, who has always been famous for his exquisite swordsmanship and deep sword aura, stroking his beard and sighed angrily: "How do I usually teach you, you need to be calm when encountering big things, you need to be calm, do you understand? What the hell?

, you two are in vain to be the leaders of our sect."

Chai Qingshan glanced at the ancestors of the Wu family's sword tomb.

Shan Yiyi and Song Tinglu looked at each other, exhaled a few long breaths, and then the anxious look on their faces slowly disappeared.

"That's right, you have to be calm when dealing with things." Chai Qingshan nodded and asked, "Tell me what happened."

Shan Yiyi said: "Master, all the new swords in our two sword pools have been emptied?"

"What?"

Chai Qingshan's eyes widened, he stepped forward, grabbed his collar, and lifted it up, "What's going on? How could the sword pool be emptied of swords?

Who in the world is so bold? Even the lords from all over the world dare not do this. Are you fooling me?"

Song Tinglu reminded from the side: "Master, you must stay calm when encountering big things!"

Such a funny scene caused all the celebrities around to chuckle unabashedly.

Chai Qingshan's face turned red and he lectured: "Jing, my dear, please calm down about this kind of thing and give me a hundred years of seclusion. Are you fooling me?"

"Master, how dare we fool you?"

"It was the Sword God who emptied the sword pond."

The smile on the lips of the ancestor of the Wu Family Jianzhong suddenly stopped.

"Oops, Sword Tomb!"
Chapter completed!