The Emperor of the Immortal Realm

King Makino stood aside, watching faintly.

"Prince?" The three people behind Yan Wudi worried.

"Three consecrates, don't worry, my master just looked around and will be back soon. I have a fair match with Liu Gang. King Muye won't do anything to me!" Yan Wudi shook his head.

"Well, prince be careful!" The three of them backed away slightly.

Nearly a hundred onlookers all looked curiously.

Only Yan Wudi and Liu Gang remained in the center.

"Yan Wudi, strength level nine, please advise!" Yan Wudi gently drew the purple long sword from his back.

"Li Jing Jiu Zhong? Ha ha, don't talk nonsense, come on!" Liu Gang touched his bald head and pulled out his iron sword.

The people around him all looked at Yan Wudi with contempt.

"Nine levels of strength? This mortal doesn't know the heights of the world, knowing that Liu Gang is the tenth level of strength, dare to challenge?"

"King Muye is backing up, this is what Yan Wudi will lose!"

"Yan Guo? It seems that Yan Tao was in charge before, but it's a pity...!"

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There was a voice of regret from all around, but Yan Wudi didn't care.

The breeze blew up Yan Wudi Qingsi, Yan Wudi's squinted eyes opened, and the long sword in his hand immediately pierced towards Liu Gang.

"Om!"

Zi Jian cut through the void and came to Liu Gang in a blink of an eye.

"But so!" Liu Gang said slightly with disdain.

Above the iron sword, a trace of black air overflowed, and it was about to hit the purple sword with a slight turn, but at this moment, the purple sword slightly deflected, weirdly avoiding the iron sword, and instantly stabbed at the hilt of Liu Gang's sword.

"Ding!"

Liu Gang's hand was numb, and Tiejian almost broke out.

"Huh?" Liu Gang's expression changed.

"Ding!" "ding!" "ding!"………………

Yan Wudi's long sword is faster than one sword. Although his strength is not as good as Liu Gang's, his speed is not slow at all. He even forced Liu Gang back again and again with his exquisite swordsmanship.

"The river is surging, Yan Dao is endless!" Yan Wudi shouted.

The swordsmanship in his hand was like a surging river, with waves hitting Liu Gang.

"What, how come?" Liu Gang unexpectedly retreated in a row.

In an instant, Liu Gang was suppressed by Yan Wudi and could not fight back.

The eyes of the people watching around suddenly brightened.

"This is the sword technique that Yan Tao created back then, the'Tourous Sword Jue'?"

"Yes, I've seen Yan Tao of Dahe Zong back then, with surpassing swordsmanship and victorious in a hundred battles, this young man actually learned seven points of charm!"

"Good swordsmanship!"

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The sound of admiration is endless. The three offerings also exhale secretly.

King Muye raised his brow and looked at Yan Wudi's swordsmanship slightly solemnly.

"At this age, the swordsmanship has reached this level?" King Muye frowned.

"The surging river, the sky is falling!"

Yan Wudi shouted loudly, and the long sword in his hand suddenly burst out with dazzling purple light, as if it turned into a big river and washed away towards Liu Gang. And Yan Wudi seemed to merge with Dahe in an instant. Disappearing in swordsmanship.

"boom!"

Liu Gang flew upside down, and the iron sword in his hand shattered instantly and fell to the ground.

"You, you, you!" Liu Gang looked at Yan Wudi in horror. As if not believing that he would lose to a teenager.

"Am I dazzled just now?"

"Yan Wudi disappeared in the Jianhe? Human and sword are one?"

"Impossible, how old he is, how could he realize the unity of human and sword?"

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There was a burst of discussion all around, and many people showed unbelief.

"Natural sword bone?" King Muye suddenly said.

"Huh?" Everyone looked at King Muye.

"Unexpectedly, among the younger generation of Yan Tao, there was a man who was born with a sword and bone, and a man with a sword? A natural sword and bone? Boy, would you like to worship me as a teacher?" King Muye suddenly called.

"No, I have learned from!" Yan Wudi said proudly.

"You have a teacher? The purple sword in your hand is not a mortal grade. It was a gift from your so-called master?" Wang Muye said lightly.

"Yes! The name of the sword is'Ziqing'. When I was apprentice, I had already sworn to the master that I would defeat all the swords in the world with the Ziqing sword!" Yan Wudi affirmed.

"Arrogant, mere mortals would dare to worship the swords of the world? Liu Gang!" Wang Muye said solemnly.

"The disciple is here!" Liu Gang got up from the ground with his injuries, and said with bleeding from the corner of his mouth.

"Today, I will give you the Flying Sword'Streaming Light' for your teacher, and you can take the top level from thousands of miles away!" King Muye said solemnly.

As he spoke, King Makino grabbed his hand and a cyan long sword appeared in his palm.

"Feijian?" Liu Gang's eyes lit up.

"I'll help you refine the flying sword for your teacher, and compare it again!" King Muye shouted.

"Yes!" Liu Gang said excitedly.

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