Chapter 621

"What? Zhangjian cliff?! I heard you right

"No, even the people who hold sword cliff are here. When did the Zheng family become so beautiful?"

"This is a super sect. No matter what the Zheng family is, it's not as good as others!"

"No, no!"

"Isn't the ancestor of the Zheng family getting another look at Zhangjian cliff? This is to be developed! "

In an instant, there was an uproar.

All of them were frightened and couldn't help standing up and looking at the gate in awe.

A total of three people came, wearing the unique strong clothes of zhangjianya, carrying a long sword and walking with boundless scenery.

Although their cultivation is only a quasi holy realm, all the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian in the audience have to smile at them and dare not offend them.

After all, their backstage is the presence that everyone needs to look up to.

The arrival of Zhangjian cliff naturally pushed the atmosphere of the whole audience to the highest level and directly arranged to sit in the super VIP seat.

When everyone got up to say hello, there was only one person, still sitting in Diaoyutai, drinking and eating quietly, without any fluctuation.

This person is naturally the river.

Not to mention that he has a bad relationship with zhangjianya, even if he has a good relationship, he will not surrender himself because of zhangjianya, because his backstage is much stronger than zhangjianya!

I'm a woodcutter cutting firewood for an expert!

For the eyes of the people, the three disciples of zhangjianya took it calmly, and they had already seen the strange things and sat down in a swagger.

"Strange, didn't the elder say that the induction came from around here? How to look for a long time, there is no clue. "

"Take your time. No matter who it is, it's impossible to avoid the pursuit of my Zhangjian cliff!"

"If you happen to see the bustle here, you should have a rest and see if you can find anything."

They were chatting in a low voice, and their words were full of lofty arrogance.

"But that guy is so arrogant that he didn't get up to meet us when he knew we were disciples of Zhangjian cliff. It's really bold!"

"Generally, these characters don't live long. It seems that they are also a swordsman."

"Why? There's something wrong with his sword

People from other forces are not interested in chatting. They are all attracted by the disciples of zhangjianya, guessing their relationship with the Zheng family.

"Who's that guy? It's too big of him to stand up in front of the disciples of Zhangjian cliff."

"I'm young and frivolous. I've offended people he can't afford. I'm worried about my future."

"Look, the disciple of zhangjianya got up and walked over! The friar is in trouble

Everyone saw this scene and held their breath.

The little leader of the three disciples was a round faced monk with a crooked nose. He was smiling, but his eyes were golden. He said, "Taoist friend, your sword is good. Can you lend it to us?"

River gently sipped a mouthful of wine, then gently spit out a voice, "roll!"

Just one word, but it makes the atmosphere of the whole audience drop to freezing point, almost frozen!

People who eat melons feel that their brains are not enough, and their evaluation of the river is only two words - crazy!

The round faced monk sneered and his eyes were shining like electricity. "Daoyou, this sword in your hand looks like something I hold on the sword cliff. You'd better confirm it for us!"

"Otherwise, when my eighth swordsman comes to join us, he won't be as easy to talk as we are!"

"What? Will the eighth swordsman come

"The monk is too fierce. No wonder the disciples of buniaozhangjian cliff have some conflicts."

"I won't really take the things from zhangjianya. I want to finish it."

"If he doesn't run quickly, he will die when the eighth swordsman comes!"

All of them were frightened, full of fear.

Recently, the most popular one is Zhangjian cliff, and the top ten Jianshi in Zhangjian cliff are more popular in Shenyu.

Five swordsmen joined hands to kill a powerful man in the realm of heaven. The result is enough to go down in history!

There is an insurmountable gap between the realm of Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian and the realm of Tiandao. Theoretically, the origin of Tiandao's great power can't be obliterated by Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian. However, the top ten swordsmen set a precedent, which is a miracle.

Although it's a joint effort, there's no doubt that a single one is the best among the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian. It's almost invincible at the same level, and it's not comparable to the ordinary Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian.

I'm not surprised to hear that such a big man is coming.

The river still didn't look at them. He said calmly, "you're not qualified to talk to me. Let's wait until the eighth swordsman comes. Now... Get out of here!"

At this time, an old man came from the outside, his face complex, that is, excited and nervous.

He was the founder of the banquet, Zheng Yunhe, the ancestor of the Zheng family.

He was excited when he heard that the man in charge of sword cliff was coming. Then he heard that something had happened at the banquet, so he had a headache.

"I've met Zheng Yunhe, the master of sword cliff, and this Taoist friend."

Zheng Yunhe gave a salute, and then quickly made a comeback. He opened his mouth to the river and said, "Taoist friends, these three are disciples of sword cliff. They are powerful enough to kill heaven. You might as well show them the long sword. I believe it must be a misunderstanding."

The river says: "say again, don't blame me to start!"

The round faced friar was very arrogant and said in a cold voice: "it seems that this is the sword we hold on the sword cliff. That's right! I'll give you one last chance. Now I'll give it to you, and then I'll kowtow and beg for mercy. I can spare you forever! "

The river quietly raised its hand and patted them gently!

"Boom!"

In the void, a palm print was pushed out and directly slapped on the three disciples of Zhangjian cliff, which blew them away from the gate of Zheng family.

"Poof!"

The three disciples spread out on the ground and spewed out a mouthful of blood. Their bones seemed to fall apart, and they stood up reluctantly.

They looked at the door of the Zheng family and did not dare to go in, but the bitterness and coldness in their eyes reached the acme.

In the Zheng family, everyone took a cold breath, and their heart beat missed half a beat.

"Who is this monk? He doesn't give face to the sword cliff at all. Isn't he afraid of death?"

Zheng Yunhe raised his hand and wiped the sweat on his forehead, nervous.

He can't afford to offend Zhang Jianya. He can't help but pray that he won't be affected by the river.

Time goes by.

Only the river is still eating, others have no mood.

At this moment, a figure appeared in the distance. As soon as it appeared in the field of vision, the figure disappeared again. After a close look, it turned out that the imperial sword had come near.

This man is wearing a dark green robe. His face is as sharp as a knife. His eyes are as sharp as a sword. People dare not look at him.

A strong breath of horror was faintly sent out, almost forming an invisible momentum storm.

Round faced friar three people immediately respectfully said: "I have seen the eighth sword servant!"

The eighth sword servant's eyes coagulated and said, "who hurt you?"

Immediately, the round faced friar was full of hatred and said, "it's a sword mender who doesn't know what to do. We suspect that he has something we want to find!"

The eighth sword servant stepped forward, the wind was rolling all over him, and his face was cold. He said to the door of the Zheng family: "those who hurt my disciples of sword cliff, come out and lead them to death!"

The voice is like thunder, mixed with sharp sword Qi. It stings people's eardrum and makes them scared.

Someone said in a trembling voice, "here comes the eighth sword servant!"

"It's very powerful. The sword power in the sound alone, if he wants to explode, it will easily shock everyone here except Hunyuan Da Luo Jin Xian!"

"The sword master of zhangjianya deserves his reputation. I'm afraid it's not far away, even if it's not Shan Da Neng in the realm of heaven!"

Everyone was amazed and got up with a dignified face.

Zheng Yunhe looked at the river, which was still eating carelessly. He couldn't help reminding him: "Daoyou, the disciples of zhangjianya are waiting for you outside."

River light way: "let him wait, I finish eating again."

Zheng Yunhe's face is bitter, swallowing a mouthful of saliva. Finally, he walks out of the door and respectfully sends a message to the eighth sword servant.

The eighth swordsman stood at the door, his face was calm, and he just said, "it's OK, the dying should have a good meal!"

Then he closed his eyes.

It was also at this moment that an indescribable breath began to appear around him. When people looked at him, they had a sense of trance, as if there was a fault in the space around him.

The surrounding atmosphere became extremely oppressive in an instant. Countless swords floated around and attacked at any time.

Someone looked at the eighth swordsman and said in horror: "our eyes seem to be cut around him!"

A well-informed old man was shocked and said, "he's preparing for power!"

The essence of sword cultivation is the word "Shi".

The sword, like its heart, is unstoppable!

This is to compress the anger and murderous spirit in his heart, and constantly precipitate in the potential, just like a long sword hidden in the scabbard. Once it comes out of the scabbard, it will be unstoppable!

The more potential you have, the more powerful you are!

That boy has spare time to eat. Are you really ready to die?

After the time of a cup of tea, the river just came out and looked at the eighth sword servant. He was not sharp, but he didn't lose at all. He was calm with a sharp spirit!

The eighth swordsman noticed the long sword in Jiangliu's hand at a glance, felt the immeasurable road of sword contained in it, and immediately raised his eyebrows and said, "it's really the thief who took my sword cliff treasure, ready to die!"

"Come and get it if you can."

Jiang Liu looked at him with a smile and said, "some people said that my sword should be polished. Then I came out. You are very honored to be the first one to sharpen my sword."

He didn't expect to meet the person holding sword cliff here, but he saved a lot of process, went straight to the theme, and entered the process of sharpening sword.

All the people are staring at each other. They thought the river was crazy, but they didn't expect that it could be even more crazy.

It's too inflated to regard the man holding sword cliff as a grindstone. Who gave him courage?

Who the hell is he?

The eighth sword servant laughed and said with disdain, "I will be your first and last, because after this battle, you will become a dead man!"

Both of them are Jianxiu, both of them are sharp!

Then there was a period of silence.

The momentum of the confrontation between the two sides is constantly rising, and a strong air flow diffuses away, just like the sword spirit overflowing, sharp and boundless, forming an invisible challenge arena.

At a certain moment, the eighth swordsman's eyes narrowed and raised his hand to the river.

The sword behind him flies with a strong light, which makes people trance. It's like lightning breaking the night sky. Suddenly, it's in front of the river!

Before the sword arrived, the powerful sword had already cut everything and split the clouds above the sky in two. A large lake behind the river was split into two by the sword force. There was a vacuum in the middle, and the huge waves on both sides soared into the air, and the water vapor was flying. It was magnificent.

The river raises its hand and the sword comes out of the body!

In front of the sword, straight cut out!

"Dang!"

The Qi of the sword rolled back and enveloped the four fields.

The eighth swordsman's sword is split!

However, the eighth swordsman came in the air, took the long sword and cut it again!

This sword splits the space and brings out various visions of wind, fire, thunder and lightning. The power of the law is vast, just like the power of the world, which is enough to swallow everything!

River holding a sword, steady body, step out, coagulate eyes, is also a sword cut out, meet and up!

His sword, like streamer falling into the air, is not fancy, straight down to the world!

When the two swords collide with each other, they are enveloped by endless sword Qi, forming a ball of sword Qi, which surrounds the vastness.

Under their feet, the earth split, a lot of cracks spread, shaking.

"So strong, really strong!"

"The eighth sword Shiqiang, of course, didn't expect that monk to be so powerful. No wonder he was so crazy."

"Jian Xiu is famous for its destructive power. It's too fierce. Even a trace of Jian Qi can pierce everything!"

"This is the battle of sword cultivation. Who the hell is this man? He can fight with Zhangjian cliff."

"Did you find that his swordsmanship is so simple that it feels like he's just chopping firewood?"

People stare at their battle, wide eyed, full of shock to the river.

At this time, a huge sword burst out, surging all over the eighth sword servant.

Around him, formed a sword storm, into a whirlwind, extremely fast rotation!

This is a whirlwind composed of terrible sword Qi. It contains extreme destructive power. It can sweep everything and annihilate everything!

"Cut the air to pieces!"

The eighth swordsman roared, his eyes were red, and he had boundless killing intention. He held the handle of the sword, and the surrounding space was cut into pieces.

The endless whirlwind converged on his long sword, just like he was holding a whirlwind sword to support the sky and cutting at the river!

"Hoo Hoo Hoo

The wind howled.

The onlookers, even Da Neng of Hunyuan Da Luo Jinxian realm, felt his cheek rising. Even with a defensive shield, his cheek was cut by the overflowing wind!

However, they have no time to take care of themselves, staring at the river.

In full view of the public, the movement of the river still did not change much. Holding the hilt in both hands, there was only a layer of light on the body of the sword. The long sword was like a rainbow, straight at the whirlwind sword, cutting out!

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