Chapter 18 Return the other body in the other's way

Mr. Hong Kendo doesn't believe it. It's impossible. Just after reading it once, it's higher than his swordsman. It's impossible, absolutely impossible.

Kendo, only Ye Qingcheng, the lord of the world, can defeat himself, and it is absolutely impossible for others.

While he didn't believe it, Hong Kendojun trembled with fear in his heart. The white-robed man in front of him put too much pressure on him, which subverted Hong Kendojun's cognition. How could it be possible? It was absolutely impossible.

I am a genius. I am a genius who creates peerless swordsmanship. How can there be a more genius that can never be forgotten, and it can be optimized after reading it once?

"Boom~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"

The two people's Dahong Jianjian touched each other, and there was a loud noise. The space at the tip of Jiang was broken, and the strong collision between the two people offset each other.

It seems to be evenly matched, but the broken space is a little more from the tip of the sword to Hong Kendo, that is to say, the sword just now was actually dominated by Emperor Xuanqi.

The same swordsmanship, the swordsmanship created by Hong Kendo, Hong Kendo actually lost slightly?

How is that possible? Almost all the people who saw the fame closed their eyes hard. How could this happen? Is the man in white robe in front of him also a kendo master? Is he a peerless person who is countless times taller than Hong Kendo?

"Impossible, absolutely impossible" Hong Kendo shouted incredulously.

Ye Qingcheng frowned slightly in the distance. Ye Qingcheng saw that Hong Jiandao was a little crazy, but he didn't call him back.

"There is nothing impossible. Your realm is not enough, and your swordsmanship is rough. Let me teach you what 'Dahong swordsmanship' is," Di Xuan said with a joking smile.

While talking, the sword in Emperor Xuanqi's hand stabbed Hong Jiandaojun again.

It is still Dahong swordsmanship.

"when~~~~~~when~~~~~~when~~~~~~~~~~~~"

Emperor Xuanqi waved one sword after another, and at this moment, Hong Jiandao could not fight back at all, so he could only resist with all his strength. Emperor Xuanqi did not make all his strength, as if it was just right.

"This sword should be west"

"This sword should be fast"

"This sword should be slow"

"This sword should be slow first and then fast"

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Emperor Xuanqi stabbed one sword after another, and kept demonstrating Dahong's swordsmanship. However, every move has been changed, and after the change, it seems that the style has changed greatly, and it seems that it has become extremely perfect.

In the distance, the onlookers had been stunned for a long time.

"Is this?"

"Does the people in white robes know Hong Jian Dao Jun Da Hong's swordsmanship?" A monk's dull and incredible way.

"No, this, this order, the order in which the white-robed man wields his sword moves, isn't this the previous Hong Kendo? Exactly the same, exactly the same order?" Another person suddenly screamed.

Many people quickly take out the memory crystal just now and quickly play the previously recorded video.

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The audience is full of breath. Is there really such a peerless genius? Don't forget it after a glance? That's more than 3,000 moves, more than 3,000. Do you remember them all after reading it? Have you even optimized all these sword moves?

Who is this man in white? Why haven't you heard of it before? Genius? Isn't this more than a genius can describe? Evil, this is evil

The onlookers all showed horror, and many people showed admiration for the emperor.

Ye Qingcheng's eyes narrowed, and Mr. Hong Jiandao was bypassed in. Ye Qingcheng looked carefully. Di Xuanqi did not optimize every move, but only optimized a small part. Other sword moves were slightly modified, and the power may not be as big as before. However, at this moment, Hong Jiandao thought that he had been strengthened.

Emperor Xuanquan waved every sword. Although he did not hurt Hong Kendojun in his body, he penetrated deeply again and again in his heart. The body of Hong Kendo's stab is perfect

One sword after another destroy Hong Kendojun's will and destroy Hong Kendojun's confidence.

Many people can't understand it, but Tian Xiaozi on the edge of the Black Sea is cold in his heart. He can see the horror of Emperor Xuanqi. Although Emperor Xuanqi did not hurt Hong Jiandaojun, he hurt his self-esteem, confidence, heart, soul and spirit. After this battle, if Hong Jiandaojun can't get out of

Kill the birth of a celetial pole? Tian Xiaozi gave the strongest warning to Emperor Xuanqi in his heart.

Sure enough, at the end of the day, Hong Kendo, who was devastated by Emperor Xuanqi, had become extremely crazy. His hair was scattered, his eyes were covered with red silk, and he looked at Emperor Xuanqi with a shocked face.

"You are not my opponent," Di Xuanqi shook his head.

"No~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"

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Hong Jiandaojun roared, and Hong Jiandaojun naturally knew the fear brought to him by this day. If he can't defeat Emperor Xuanqi, if he can't pass this threshold, his kendo will stagnate or even regress, and will never grow up. I can't break through anymore. I can only wait to die and defeat the white-robed man in front of me. I must defeat him.

"Dahong Swordsmanship, Final Style, Tianhe Pentium~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"

Mr. Hong Kendo's last move is also a move that Mr. Hong Kendo has not yet perfected. This move consumes too much. If it is not perfect now, the whole body will definitely flow blood against the current, be seriously injured, and even self-exploded to death.

But Mr. Hong Jiandao can't stand it anymore. Maybe if you want a low rebound, you must defeat him, you must

A sword waved out, heaven and earth are square, infinite sword spirit, quickly converged at the Dahong sword, and washed away towards the emperor Xuanqi. The powerful shock made everyone retreat again and again. In an extremely gorgeous scene, the endless sword spirit actually smashed the space and converged into a long river.

The heavenly river of a sword, rushing from the sky, straight to the emperor's Xuanqi, with great power and infinite power. It is bound to crush the emperor Xuanqi.

Countless strong people have lingering fear in their hearts, and their eyes are wide open to show fear.

In the distance, Di Xuanqi was not afraid, but sneered at the corners of his mouth. And almost at the same time, he stabbed Hong Kendo with a sword.

Final? Tianhe galloping?

Almost everyone's eyes widened. How can it be? The man in white has never seen this move. This is the first time that Hong Jiandao has used it. How can it be possible? How could he use this trick at the same time? Moreover, the huge momentum is still big by Mr. Hong Jiandao?

The most shocking thing is Hong Kendo.

With a sword waved out, the blood all over his body suffered great pain, but no matter how painful it was, it was not as painful as heartache. The man in white robe opposite also waved the same swordsmanship, and even more himself. How is that possible? How is that possible?

"Boom~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"

The two rivers of swords collided fiercely, and a huge black hole expanded.

"Puff~~~~~~~~~~~~"

Hong Jiandaojun spit out a mouthful of rebellious blood. It was not injured by Emperor Xuan, but by Emperor Xuan. I'm in a hurry. A mouthful of reverse blood spewed out, and Mr. Hong Kendo withered on the spot.

The huge black hole flooded Emperor Xuanquan and Hong Jiandao, and no one could see them.

Until the black hole is filled with space again, everyone can see everything inside.

Emperor Xuanqi is still light and light, dressed in a white robe, without any damage.

Opposite, another Taoist king behind Ye Qingcheng held Hong Jiandaojun.

Mr. Hong Jiandao is now very haggard, his hair is loose, as if he is much older in an instant, and the blood in his mouth is better and weak.

"Why? Why do you even know how to do this? I haven't used it at all. Why?" Even if Hong Jiandao was seriously injured, he still kept asking.

"The previous 3,600 formula has come out. Is it difficult to push this last move?" Emperor Xuanyu showed a trace of disdain.

"Puff"

Mr. Hong Kendo spewed out another mouthful of blood. As soon as his eyes closed, he fainted.

Genius? I have always been known as a genius. What a ridiculous genius? I'm a genius. What is the man in white in front of me?

In addition to being surprised by the ending, the onlookers worship the emperor Xuanqi more. Who is this person? Who is this man in white? So awesome? Such a genius? Is there such a genius in the world? The genius Hong Jiandaojun was destroyed by him and turned into waste material.

Did he try his best? No, definitely not

"Ye Qingcheng, I don't need to say the result of the first game, do I?" Suddenly, the sound of Zhongshan came from the distance.

At this time, all the people looked at Zhongshan. The white-robed man seemed to be Zhong Shan's subordinates? Subordinates? Is it his subordinate who is such a shocking evil?

"You win the first game," Ye Qingcheng said freely.

For the notary Tian Xiaozi, both of them chose to ignore it. There is no need.

Another Taoist king took Hong Jiandao back, and then looked at Emperor Xuanqi with hatred.

"In the second game, it's still him on my side." Zhong Shan pointed to the emperor Xuanqi.

At this moment, everyone in the periphery understood. No wonder Zhong Shan only had two people in three gambling games, because the white-robed man in front of him was enough for one person to deal with two games.

Ye Qingcheng glanced at another Taoist king beside him. The Taoist king put down Hong Jiandaojun, nodded and flew out.

"Are you crazy about the knife?" The Taoist said in a low voice. Turning over, the king took out a long blood-red knife.

"Knife?" Emperor Xuanqi smiled faintly.

A flame suddenly appeared in his hand, and the big Hong sword, which had just been used against the enemy, was suddenly thrown into the fire and continued to deform under the control of the emperor's divine consciousness.

"He, he, what is he doing?" A microscopic strong man was suddenly shocked.

"Refining, Refining the Knife" Another person also looked shocked.

"The same knife in the hands of a knife maniac?"

Everyone suddenly realized that this man in white is not only a strong man in kendo, but also a peerless master? He doesn't want to 'guide' the knife maniac, does he? Use the knife maniac's knife method to guide the knife maniac?

Thinking of this possibility, almost all the strong are full of excitement and trembling. It's so wonderful. It's so enjoyable. This person must be famous in the underworld.

Ye Qingcheng raised his eyebrows, as if he had gradually found something. Tian Xiaozi looked coldly, but in the distance, Zhong Shan showed a faint smile. Swordsmanship? Di Xuanqi's weapon is not a sword, and of course it is not a knife. However, the realm of Di Xuanqi will never be invincible to these two miscellaneous Taoist kings.