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Zhou An was very crazy, so crazy that everyone in Wu'an City knew about him, and many swordsmen came to challenge him, but none of them lost.

Zhou An fought nine times in three days, each time crushing the opponent with pure sword intent. No one could survive more than three moves in his hands.

The number of people who challenged him gradually decreased. Everyone knew that Zhou An was very strong, and they recognized Zhou An's strength. From playing three games a day to one game every three days, within a month, Wu'an City was in the stage of becoming a god. The following named sword cultivators were all beaten by him.

He gradually gained deeper control over the Decaying Sword Intent, which actually reduced the erosion of the Decaying Sword Intent on his body.

This is a good thing, and it also shows that he is on the right track.

If you can advance to the fifth level in this way, your life will probably not be in danger in a short period of time.

Just when Zhou An was thinking about whether to challenge Jian San on Qingcheng Mountain near Wu'an City, another challenger came outside the palace.

"Let him go back. I won't accept anyone's challenge today. I'm going to Qingcheng Mountain." Zhou An said to Jianjiu.

Jiansan, Huang Qiming, is an older generation of immortal cultivators. He has the cultivation level of the God Transformation stage and has been honing his sword skills for hundreds of years. He is by no means an ordinary sword cultivator, so Zhou An has also made sufficient preparations.

Jian Jiu's face changed slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "But the sword cultivator outside is one of the Seven Sons of Hezhou, You Wen, and he is also a disciple of Wangtian Sect."

Zhou An was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect such an appearance. He looked at the sky and said, "Why do people in Hezhou love to go to Qingzhou? Is the Feng Shui here better?"

Jian Jiujiu said: "The relationship between the seven sons of Hezhou is very good."

Zhou An smiled and said, "Are you here to regain the situation? Come on, let's go out and have a look."

"You Wen should have the strength to become a god." Jian Jiu said.

Zhou An's expression did not change at all: "So what, I am the number one swordsman in Qingzhou, so I can't give in."

Jian Jiu fell into silence: "..."

The streets were blocked by crowds. Just the name Youwen was enough to drive most people crazy. This was a sword cultivator who transformed into a god, and becoming a swordsman was just around the corner.

A man in dark red clothes stood in mid-air, holding two long swords, and his violent sword intent penetrated the space wantonly.

Zhou An walked slowly and leisurely to the gate of the palace. Sensing something was wrong, he raised his head and looked at You Wen and said, "If we challenge you, we will only compete in swordsmanship, without using spiritual power."

You Wen's eyes were cold and he said calmly: "I heard that you defeated Yi Lianjie, so I came here to challenge you, but I want to fight without reservation.

"

Zhou An was a little dumbfounded. He felt that the other party did not come to challenge, but to fight for his life, and then said:

"It's okay to fight. How about we stop there? It won't hurt our friendship."

You Wen said coldly: "What are you worried about? There is nothing that can scare swordsmen like me."

I'm afraid you'll die.

Zhou An said angrily: "Just tell me whether you agree or not, otherwise I won't fight."

You Wen thought for a moment, nodded and said, "Okay."

"I'll wait for you outside the city."

After saying that, he flew away outside the city. If the two monks who transformed into magical weapons used their full strength, the damage would be too great, so they had to fight outside the city.

Zhou An raised his eyebrows and followed, but he was walking out of the city on foot, neither fast nor slow.

"Brother Zhou, do you have a chance to win?" Jian Jiu asked as he followed.

He felt that Zhou An's cultivation level was only Nascent Soul, and he would most likely be no match for You Wen. This fight would probably be lost.

"Are you worried about me?" Zhou An turned around and patted Jian Shijiu on the shoulder, "I am the number one swordsman in Qingzhou."

At this moment, Wang Mang walked towards him, holding a thick stack of files in his hand.

Zhou An took the file and asked, "What are these?"

Wang Mang whispered: "This is the information about You Wen that the prince has specially collected for you. You Wen possesses two sword powers, Spring and Autumn and Wangyou. He has extraordinary strength. He once fought against monks of the same level, defeating one against nine."

"You have to be more careful when dealing with it."

"Two sword intentions?" Zhou An couldn't help but frowned. Generally speaking, sword cultivators only have one kind of sword intention. Before the sword intention is fully formed, it will continue to change according to the sword cultivator's perception until it finally takes shape.

He also knew that he would have to go all out in this battle. He estimated that he had the strength to become a god, but he was not sure whether he could deal with such a powerful swordsman.

When Zhou An walked outside the city, it was when the sun was at its highest, and You Wen stood motionless in mid-air. He was constantly accumulating sword power. He seemed to attach great importance to this battle and regarded Zhou An as his number one enemy.

Zhou An slowly pulled out the sword, his momentum changed drastically, he stared at You Wen and said, "I still want to ask, why do you want to challenge me? The reason shouldn't be that simple."

You Wen was silent for a moment, and then said: "Someone told me that you are the chance for me to become a Sword Immortal, so I must defeat you today to achieve my path to become a Sword Immortal."

The words fell.

The two long swords in You Wen's hands turned into dragons and phoenixes, spiraling down from the sky. The two swords reached a wonderful balance, and thousands of sword lights flickered in the space.

The majestic momentum is overwhelming.

Zhou An realized that his body could not move at all, and urged the long sword to penetrate upwards, intending to confront the opponent head-on.

Two different sword lights collided together, one big and one small, one up and one down. At first, Zhou An was at a great disadvantage, and the sword domain formed by the sword's intention was shattered inch by inch.

But then, something went wrong.

You Wen's face changed drastically, and he felt that his sword intention and spiritual power were inexplicably disappearing. The opponent's sword intention was extremely strange, as if it could make all things wither.

After such a long period of ebb and flow, I'm afraid he really is no match.

In an instant, majestic spiritual power burst out, and the sword light echoed the sun in the sky.

The rainbow shines through the sun!

An extremely huge sword made of sunlight descended from the sky and struck Zhou An.

Fluctuations also appeared in the space.

Seeing this, Zhou An advanced instead of retreating. His eyes were filled with blood and looked extremely ferocious, "Wither!"

The rusty long sword turned pitch black and turned into sword shadows, tens of thousands of them. From a distance, it looked like a black dragon with its bloody mouth open.

The earth kept shaking.

Terrifying energy fluctuations set off hurricanes on the ground, and some trees stood up from the ground and were blown into the sky, bringing with them yellow sand all over the sky.

With a crisp sound, the slightly slender sword in You Wen's left hand was shattered to pieces, and spots of rust appeared on the broken blade.

Zhou An stopped, with a smile on his face: "It looks like I won."

If the fight reached this level, he would indeed be considered a winner. After all, the two parties had agreed before that it would be a fight to the death, not a life-and-death fight.

The main reason is that the Decaying Sword Intent is difficult to control. Zhou An is afraid of accidentally killing the other party. Moreover, the other party is a disciple of Wangtian Sect. He also wants to visit Wangtian Sect. After killing him, things will become troublesome.

"It's not over yet!" You Wen's face was covered with blood, he formed a magic formula in his hand and raised the sword in his hand.

"Sword Mountain Curse!"

Countless sword shadows appeared around Zhou An, slashing at him.

There is no way to avoid it.

"you wanna die."

Zhou An's face turned cold, feeling the murderous intent, it turned out that he was waiting for him here.

This person just wants to kill him!