Although the sword has no edge, it can open mountains and split stones.

This kind of domineering decisiveness in frontal confrontation is exactly what Zhang Tianze wants. The joyful fighting style is the best way to truly vent the intention of fighting in the body.

Passionately, under the burning gaze, the two battle swords brought out even more intense sword energy in an invincible posture and collided with each other.

The moment the battle swords collided, Wang Long's face changed.

Zhang Tianze was extremely domineering, his blood-colored eyes showed a huge fighting spirit, like a beast, and the power brought from him made Wang Long feel like a mountain pressing down, and his breathing became a little difficult.

Dingdengdeng...

Under the impact of this powerful energy, Wang Long took more than ten steps back and retreated to the crowd behind. He was supported by several registered disciples from behind, and then he stabilized his body.

Wow!

A mouthful of blood was spurted out of Wang Long's mouth, and his hand holding the sword was so numb that he was unconscious. The place where the Zhan Jian and Zhang Tianze collided was knocked out. Although the sword was not broken, the sword was already useless.

"How is it possible that my sword has been added with real cold iron, and it is indestructible. You can actually destroy my sword."

Wang Long was shocked and his heart was overturned.

The martial arts venue was restless again, and every look at Zhang Tianze became even hotter. Now, even the eighth-ranked Wang Long has been defeated. Invisibly, the registered disciples have already felt a lot of pressure.

"What kind of freak is this guy? It's so strong."

"Yes, I heard that I am new, I just went up the mountain today."

"I'm afraid this registered area of ​​the South Court today cannot be calm."
Chapter completed!