"Challenge me?"

Looking at the ancient Taoist 1 in front of him, Wang Ting felt a little surprised.om

Unexpectedly, one day I will become the target of the other party’s challenge.

only……

The challenger in front of him obviously didn't know what respect for his opponent is.

"Wang Ting, this Lord Gu Daoyi has such a style of conduct, and... behind him is Gu Jianhua, one of the four supreme elders of the Tianque Sect. Our Li family cannot afford to offend..."

Li Huazhang glanced at Wang Ting apologetically.

Each of the Supreme Elders of Tianque Sect is a peerless figure in the sword articulation. Even though the ancient Taoist is not the cultivation level of the sword articulation, it is not difficult to guess just from his age that he has the peak strength of the sword saint. In order to cultivate this disciple, Gu Jianhua must have spent a lot of energy. If one is not good, it may provoke the disgust of a sword articulation powerhouse.

"I see."

Wang Ting did not mean to blame Li Huazhang.

His spiritual scale had just broken through to the ninth level, and he happened to want to find someone to test his current strength. Since this ancient road has arrived and his character is not good, then there is no psychological burden to use him as a sparring training.

"Go outside and don't destroy this manor."

"Oh, you actually agreed? Very good, I'll just be so careful about this. After this matter, no matter the outcome, we will be friends."

Gu Daoyi responded quite readily and expressed his kindness appropriately.

Behind him was a peerless strong man with sword spirit. Faced with the kindness of such a young strong man with infinite potential, no one would refuse. Moreover, according to his understanding, Wang Ting was not a sword saint born and raised in the Middle Earth world, but to a certain extent, it was just a rootless duckweed. In his opinion, if he said this, if he defeated him next, it would not be impossible to accept him as his younger brother in the future.

It's a pity...

Sword artistic conception?

If Gu Jianhua came in person, he might have made some statements, but the ancient road is...

Wang Ting shook his head, and did not follow Gu Daoyi's words, and walked directly outside the manor.

Seeing that Wang Ting had no expression, he left. Although Gu Daoyi looked a little dissatisfied, he quickly followed. Li Huazhang, Li Changming, Li Changkong and others were helplessly followed closely. After a while, a group of people had already arrived at an open space in the back mountain. It was already a distance from the nearby buildings. Even if the two sword masters fought with all their strength, the aftermath and energy impacts produced would be difficult to cause any damage to the surrounding buildings.

"Okay. Let's get started, I hope you won't let me down."

After the ancient road was settled, he had already pulled out the sword in his hand. There were a large number of green runes and seals on the sword, and you could tell at a glance that it was of extraordinary quality.

"Your sword contains a sword intent, but I swallowed a lot of powerful soul pills and had enough mental preparation. That level of sword intent is hard to affect me, and your sword can accommodate sword intent without destroying it. It is absolutely extraordinary. I will not take advantage of you with this Feng Zhui Sun Sword."

Wang Ting nodded slightly.

"please."

Although his opponent is not very good, Wang Ting has always seen such a challenge in his heart. As soon as he enters a real challenge state, his expression not only becomes solemn, but his attitude has also changed to a certain extent.

"I actually asked me to attack first? I am good at the seventy-two shortened fast swords in heaven and earth. Once I draw the sword, you basically have no hope. It's okay, let me suppress your spirit first. When you can't resist my fast sword, I will let you attack back, so as not to be convinced if you lose at that time."

When Gu Dao saw that Wang Ting did not take the lead, he snorted and instantly drew his sword.

As he said, his swordsmanship is the famous Seventy-Two Swords of Heaven and Earth, which is famous for the Tianque Gate. Each sword is almost at its limit. Once it is taken, the sharp sword in his hand immediately rolls up a gust of wind and sword rain, completely covering the royal court.

"Quick Sword?"

Seeing this sword rain, a strange look appeared on Wang Ting's face. The next moment, Ruosheng Sword had already come out and turned into a dazzling sword light, and welcomed into this dense sword rain.

He did not use the Supreme Wanliu in the sword-like sword technique, Jian Wu Qianqiu, but only set out the sword, simply set out the sword, and set out the sword at the fastest speed.

While drawing his sword, his ninth-level spiritual power was also stimulated to the limit, constantly capturing the trajectory of Gu Daoyi's assassination and each sword was produced, and then using his own speed and understanding of swordsmanship, he arrived first and constantly collided with Gu Daoyi's sword edge.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The dense sound echoed in the void incessantly, almost turning into a syllable, leaving endlessly in the air.

In the eyes of Li Changkong and Li Changming, you can only see two groups of sword lights entangled together, constantly colliding and fighting. A large number of fire lights burst out from the collision of sword lights, and then they were annihilated by the scattered sword energy, causing a fireball-like flame to form at the center of the two of them to confront each other.

Fight quickly, and to the extreme.

After a confrontation, Gu Daoyi's expression immediately became solemn.

Although he was protected by a Supreme Elder with the Sword Idiom in the Tianque Sect, his practical experience may not be as good as that of the others on the Star List, but being able to cultivate to become a small perfection peak sword saint is not easy to deal with. With just such a moment of confrontation, he already understood that this royal court is definitely not a false reputation. The one who killed Zhuang Bufan's sword-stage Mahayana was not the divine sword that could shoot out the sword intent, and his powerful strength was also not inferior to the top seventy strong men on the Star List.

"Okay! Only in this way can it be considered a real competition, chasing the wind and sun, start!"

After instantly realizing that the opponent in front of him was powerful, Gu Dao had already shouted softly, and accompanied by a blue light flashed through the sword. The sword speed that Gu Dao assassinated suddenly increased by 30%.

30% sounds not much, but now both of them are in a situation where they fight quickly. If they get one point, they may decide the winner, let alone the whole three points?

The moment the sword speed increased, the sword shadows shrouded in front of the royal court suddenly became dense, and his figure retreated repeatedly under the pressure of this sword rain.

“So far!”

Seeing that he had the upper hand, Gu Daoyi let out a long roar. While the sword speed remained unchanged, the assassination trajectory became even more vague and elusive. Each sword was elusive. The power of the seventy-two short-swords in the world had been urged to the limit by him.

"Wang Ting, be careful!"

Li Changkong, who was standing beside him, couldn't help but exclaim when he saw this scene.

"Old ancestor, please stop them. The Seventy-Two Queuing Swords of Heaven and Earth is a very powerful swordsman. The lethality of this swordsmanship can rank among the top five in our entire Tianque Gate..."

"Changkong, calm down, look carefully."

Compared to Li Changkong's eagerness, Li Huazhang, who is a sword-strate master, was quite calm. In his eyes, there was a faint light: "It may not be as you see on the surface. Your Majesty Wang Ting is not as weak as you imagined. Otherwise, it would be impossible to seize the opportunity and kill him with one sword under the attack of Zhuang Bufan's sword-strate master."

"this……"

Before Li Changkong could finish his next words, the situation had undergone a huge reversal. Faced with Gu Daoyi's sword technique like a storm, Wang Ting's spiritual scale suddenly became excited, and he suddenly escaped into the realm of idealism. For a moment, Gu Daoyi's sword technique was like a stream of assassination of assassination. Although each speed was fast to the limit, it was clearly reflected in the sensing of Wang Ting's mental state.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

There was just a slight stagnation sound, and the dazzling fire burst into the audience.

The sword light, which was entrusted by Gudaoyi's belief in winning after a battle, was blocked again under this circumstance, and the two returned to the previous equality, with a trend of quick fight.

"How is that possible!"

Seeing that this sword technique that was so fast that he could reach the limit was blocked, Gu Dao widened his eyes, his eyes full of incredibleness.

"You... you actually resist my sword skills? Impossible! Even the Mahayana Sword Master cannot resist under my fast sword. My sword skills have already derived the word "Quick" to the limit, and use fast to suppress people and break all methods. With this sword speed, even the Mahayana Sword Master Master cannot explode his strongest sword skills, and I will defeat it in one fell swoop."

"Quick Sword? There is only one answer to the fast sword that can be broken, that is... you are not fast enough!"

Wang Ting's voice echoed from the sword rain.

The next moment, his swordsmanship was slightly paused, and then, the balance of the two sword lights that were originally just equal was broken in an instant, and a large number of dazzling sword lights shone in the entire view of Gu Daoyi in an instant.

"Only sword, the supreme stream of all flows!"

Thousands! Thousands! Thousands!

When the words Wangting were spit out, thousands of sword lights poured down.

The royal court, which has practiced this sword technique to the point of the Ten Directions Sword Destruction, can use it to display the Ten Thousand Lift Supreme, and can suppress the twelve waves of the Ten Thousand Lift Supreme attacks to three waves, two waves, or even one wave. That is the real Ten Thousand Lift Supreme, and thousands of swords fly together.

Tens of thousands of sword shadows assassinated down, which was not something that the ancient Taoist institute could resist. His dense sword rain was only supported by the impact of the Supreme Ten Thousand Flows, and after only a moment of support, he was shattered by the powerful sword technique. Then the sword headed towards his body, and the sword lights in the sky completely enveloped his body.

"call out!"

Suddenly, a fire light burst out from the sword light, and accompanied by a sword flowing with green light.

The next moment, tens of thousands of sword lights dissipated at the same time, and the sword shadows in the sky were completely gone. The violent wind and sword rain that had just existed just now turned into nothingness like an illusion.

The cold light flashes.

The sharpness of Ruosheng's sword stayed steadily in front of Gu Daoyi's throat without any trembling.

The winner has been decided.
Chapter completed!