Two great swordsmen, on the coast of the East China Sea, compete with each other in kendo.

I could only hear the roar of Qi in the air and the fierce sound. The sword was so fierce that countless columns of water burst into the sky on the sea.

The figures of the man in white and the marquis in purple flickered in the air, and the sound of thousands of swords still stirred on the sea. It was far-reaching and shocking.

The blue waves, such as anger, began to churn, dark clouds gathered, obscured the sun, and the sky gradually became gray.

Boom!

A loud thunder shook the world and almost killed the men who held their breath, but only a purple and white sword shadow on the sea collided with each other again.

Ding Ding!

The sword light of startled rainbow strikes electricity and collides in the air, just like two dragons killing together, roaring and roaring.

Oppressed by the fierce sword spirit, the surging water column was directly crushed into countless fine water sprays, which burst and splashed everywhere.

Such wonders are simply shaking people's minds!

A famous Wulin player with white hair and head, even with tears in his eyes, said with emotion: "today's World War I can be called the peak of swordsmanship. I won the World War I in Wulin. I live to this age. I didn't expect to have such a blessing..."

The man with four eyebrows raised his eyebrows and murmured, "prince in purple and swordsman in white, compared with Ximen chuixue, they don't know who wins and who loses..."

In his mind, he deduced the scene of three people fighting with swords, but he couldn't get the result at all.

At this time, even the little princess was vaguely worried. She couldn't help pulling Liu Hao's clothes and staring at Liu Hao with big eyes.

Liu Hao looked calm and stood up with a negative hand. He said calmly, "the victory or defeat is in the next sword."

If it was just the verification of each other's Kendo by both sides, then the next sword is to sublimate the amazing sword potential of their kendo.

Zheng! Zheng!

One purple and one white figure fell on the blue waves, but when they stepped on the sea, they walked on the ground. This is a lightness skill, and they have reached the point of running across the river and across the sea.

Suddenly, the two swords again.

The purple Marquis rises from the sky. When the sword Qi shakes and surges, the sword in his hand is like a mountain, simple and dignified, condensing the void!

At a glance, there is a kind of Prince holding a sword to suppress the wild sky, magnificent atmosphere, and the vastness is to the extreme!

"A sword heart, no dust, no matter what!"

The man in white is full of energy and spirit. He completely coincides with the divine sword in his hand. At this moment, he seems to have become the spirit in the sword!

If you encounter a mountain, cut the mountain, meet the sea and level the sea, and meet gods and demons, you will kill them together!!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Among the dark clouds, thunder roared and lightning thundered, falling down. The shocked people's ears were hurt and their minds were shaken.

The two great swordsmen finally collided with each other with their brilliant and extreme amazing sword power

At this moment, I don't know how many haoxiong watching the war stopped breathing.

The sword power of the two great swordsmen fought with each other countless times in the air, and the sword Qi dissipated. It was like dropping a heavy bomb on the sea. The sea burst open countless water columns, and the sword Qi was dozens of feet. Even the rocks within the range of their sword power were crushed into powder by the sword Qi

Swordsman in white, prince in purple and peerless swordsman, who will win or lose this battle?

This is a huge question in the hearts of the heroes watching the war.

The sea finally calmed down gradually, but the heroes on the shore widened their eyes and burst into an uproar: people are gone!

On the sea, there are still waves rolling, but there are no figures of purple Hou and white swordsman.

It's like the world evaporated and disappeared.

The little princess was stunned. She took Liu Hao's clothes and said in a low voice, "Daddy, where has he gone?"

Liu Haoning said, "it's underwater."

These two great swordsmen killed from heaven to underwater, which can be called the first and last war in the world.

After several breaths, a vortex appeared on the water, and a white figure gradually appeared from the sea.

He held the sword in both hands, held it high above the top, and still maintained a pious posture. The spray wet his ankle. The swordsman in white floated and sank with the wave.

"Did the swordsman in white win the battle?"

In the exclamation of the onlookers, the little princess's mouth on the five-color sailboat shriveled, and her crystal tears swirled in her eyes.

At this time, the water on the sea was in an uproar. I saw a noble figure in purple, stepping on the vortex and slowly rising out of the sea.

The sea was turbulent, and the purple Hou's face was vicissitudes of life, a little tired, but he seemed to be a fixed sea god's residence, standing still in the sea and noble.

"Ziyi Hou, won!"

Lu Xiaofeng, the four eyebrows on the shore, breathed. The four eyebrows stretched out together and said with emotion: "it seems that in the Middle Earth Wulin, even if the Zixiao palace leader is hidden, someone can carry the big flag."

The people in white came across the sea and knocked over dozens of sects in the Central Plains. In fact, they are not Middle Earth people, but the marquis in purple represents the peak combat power of Middle Earth Wulin. Fighting against one of them can be said to bet on the face and confidence of Middle Earth Wulin.

"Why did the purple Hou win?"

"Their swordsmanship attainments should be between Bozhong and Baiyi. However, after the war, the people in white floated in the sea, and their breath was disordered. The Duke in purple still had spare power to cross the sea in the wind. It can be said that they were a little better than half a chip."

Four eyebrows Lu Xiaofeng said firmly.

There are not a few people in the Jianghu who have higher martial arts than him, but there are few people who have better eyesight than him.

The heroes were in an uproar and looked at the sea excitedly, but someone exclaimed, "look, someone is getting off the five-color sailboat!"

On the noble and majestic five-color sailboat, a figure as heroic as a divine sword swept down, just like the arrogant dragon, walking on the sea like walking on the ground.

"What a lightness skill!"

"Cross the sea in the wind, like walking on the flat ground!?"

"It is said that there is a unique skill of crossing the river with a reed in Shaolin Temple. Probably there is no such natural and unrestrained as this one!"

"He... Who the hell is he?"

......

The man, wearing a purple gold crown and a purple light shirt, hung a long sword around his waist. It was still in the scabbard, but the sword Qi was out of the scabbard.

Liu Hao crossed the sea with a negative hand. As soon as he appeared, he became the focus of the eyes of the Wulin heroes watching the war on the shore.

Lu Xiaofeng's eyes suddenly stared round, his four eyebrows stood up together, his mouth opened, and murmured, "master Zixiao palace, Wulin myth!"