At the beginning, the little prince Beili and his mother were crazy about each other.

The thunder roared, and the momentum was great.

Lei Yunhe gathered one finger, and the thunder in his hand exploded, in a flash.

He shook his head slightly and said to Xiao Ruolin: "If you only have this kind of strength, you can't climb to the top of the pavilion."

As soon as the voice fell, thunder suddenly rose, and the thunder roared towards Xiao Ruolin.

The thunder rolled, and the momentum was magnificent.

Xiao Ruolin snorted coldly, waved his right hand, made a fist with five fingers, and punched forward.

Suddenly, the thunder that was like a mountain pressing down on the top and a raging sea disappeared in an instant.

Lei Yunhe's eyebrows sank, and his eyes became deeper.

I'm afraid he underestimated the strength of this young man. This young man in front of him didn't seem to be in the realm of freedom. Every move he made had a faint echo of all things.

Such a young man in the realm of freedom? This seems unlikely.

After all, whether it is or not, you will know it by trying it yourself!

Lei Yunhe frowned and shot out suddenly.

This time he didn't hold back, but used 70% of his strength to test the young man in front of him.

"Come on!" Xiao Ruolin shouted, and his body also flew out.

The two fought in the pavilion, the darkness of the night matched the flashing thunder and thunder.

Strong ripples burst from the place where the two fists touched, spreading like ripples outside the pavilion.

Everyone in Dengtian Pavilion felt palpitations and trembling because of the power released in the pavilion.

Both sides were very fast, and they had exchanged dozens of moves in the blink of an eye.

The two fought from inside the pavilion to outside the pavilion, and from outside the pavilion to inside the pavilion.

The two men were almost close to each other, their fists and fingers collided with each other, making a loud bang, and the strong wind generated by the collision of true qi tore and twisted the surrounding air.

After a muffled sound, both sides retreated a few steps.

Xiao Ruolin shook his arm that was numbed by the electric shock, looked at Lei Yunhe in front of him, and said lightly: "It is worthy of the Thunder Finger that was once famous in the world. This makes me a little difficult to resist."

Lei Yunhe said lightly: "You are also very good. You will definitely have a place in the young generation who will become famous in the future."

Lei Yunhe's tone sounded calm, but his heart was already full of huge waves.

Just now he almost went all out, but still couldn't do anything to the other party.

Although they only fought for a few dozen moves, he still didn't know the details of the other party.

This kid is so terrifying!

Xiao Ruolin shook his head slightly. It seems that he can only reach this level with fists and feet.

Although the other party is not at his peak, he still can't be underestimated.

If people knew that he used a sword, and his fighting method was to fly the sword, they would probably curse at him.

You, a ranged mage, fought with others in the way of a warrior, and in the end, you were evenly matched, and you, a fragile person, thought your body was not strong enough.

Is there still law? Is there still law? Is there no way to live?

Xiao Ruolin smiled slightly, shook his right shoulder lightly, and the sword box fell on the attic with a thud.

With a slap of his right palm, the sword box opened with a bang, revealing four long swords with cold light.

When the sword box opened, Xiao Ruolin's aura suddenly changed.

From the original high-spirited young man, he turned into a misty fairy.

When the sword was opened, his white hair flew, as if he was a banished immortal from the sky, making people want to worship him.

Lei Yunhe's pupils shrank slightly, his face was solemn, and there was a trace of fear in his eyes.

The sword force that surged into the sky when the sword box was opened alone made him sweat profusely, his muscles tensed, and even his breathing became rapid.

Xiao Ruolin slowly raised his right hand, raised his index and middle fingers upward, and a long sword with a green blade flew out of the sword box.

In an instant, a sharp and domineering sword intent that seemed to be able to chop the sky came to his face.

On the Cangshan Mountain, a sword immortal who was not stained with smoke and dust stood proudly on the edge of the cliff with a sword on his back, looking in the direction of the Dengtian Pavilion.

She could feel that the sword force of the Dengtian Pavilion was coming towards her.

The long sword behind her trembled and made a buzzing sound, as if cheering.

Her figure flashed, and she fluttered away like a white lotus.

In front of the Dengtian Pavilion.

Everyone was forced back a hundred steps away by Xiao Ruolin's sword force, and they were dumbfounded, shocked by the sword force that was comparable to that of a sword immortal.

Zishu's eyes lit up, and he trembled with excitement and said, "The Pavilion Master finally drew his sword!"

In the Dengtian Pavilion.

Lei Yunhe felt the sharp sword intent coming towards him, his pupils suddenly contracted, and his body reacted instinctively, with thunder all over his body to protect him.

Clang clang clang!

The clear sound of the sword resounded through the sky, and the green-bladed long sword was suspended in the air, like a white-haired sword immortal who was independent and peerless.

"I heard that the piece of good jade found in Wushuang City was only fifteen years old.

You can control the Wushuang Sword Box, you are a rare genius in Wushuang City in a hundred years, but you don't seem to be using the Wushuang Sword Box. "Lei Yunhe said solemnly.

Xiao Ruolin shook his head slightly, "This is just an ordinary sword box, given by an old friend, but the sword inside is not comparable to the famous sword in the Wushuang Sword Box. "

What a big tone!

This was Lei Yunhe's first thought after hearing Xiao Ruolin say such rampant words.

The Wushuang Sword Box is the magic weapon of Wushuang City. The sword intent contained in the sword box is arrogant and sharp. If the sword box does not recognize its owner, the ownerless sword intent inside is enough to destroy a city and kill any master of Xiaoyao Tianjing.

For so many years, Wushuang City has relied on such magic weapons to surpass the other three cities and is praised by the world as the number one city in the world.

It's just that the Demon Cult went east that year, and Wushuang City suffered heavy losses. Since then, it has been unable to recover and fell from the altar of the first city.

But recently, it was reported in the world that the Wushuang Sword Box has been reopened, and the owner of the sword box is a young boy.

Such a young man can have such an impressive sword power. If it is not the owner of the Wushuang Sword Box, who else could it be?

"Chengying, let this senior experience your sword intent. "Xiao Ruolin said lightly.

After the words fell, the Qingfeng long sword floating beside him trembled slightly, and with a clanging sound of the sword, it pierced directly at Lei Yunhe.

The sharp sword intent that burst out in an instant suddenly burst out, covering the entire Dengtian Pavilion.

Lei Yunhe shook his single arm and pointed forward, and a silver-white thunder splashed out.

In an instant, thunder roared and arcs jumped, like thousands of silver snakes dancing wildly, and lightning snakes circled and danced around the tip of the sword, carrying a breath of violent destruction, and attacked Chengying.

Qing The sharp sword and the silver thunder collided fiercely, and in an instant, the sky collapsed and the earth split, and the sword intent raged in all directions.

All the buildings on the fifteenth floor of the attic were blown away, and rows of bookshelves, tables and chairs were all smashed into slag.

In the open space under the Dengtian Pavilion, everyone was forced back a hundred steps by the overwhelming sword force and thunder, and they were all horrified and terrified.

They looked at the two figures in the air in amazement.

Some martial artists even murmured: "The battle between sword immortals is probably just like this, right?"

Only swordsmen who use swords know how shocking the sword intent coming from the pavilion is.

"Too strong, the person who broke into the pavilion today will definitely be fabricated by Baixiaotang on the gold list!"

Among the onlookers, there were several swordsmen holding swords in their arms.

One of the swordsmen, who was crowned with the title of Sword Ghost, held the trembling long sword in his hand and said in a lost voice: "This sword! It's worthy of a sword immortal! ”

His friends beside him could not help but nod and admire: "This sword intention is infinitely close to that of a sword immortal. I am afraid that we are not his opponents."

As soon as the two of them said this, the crowd exploded.

"Isn't this the Sword Ghost Huang Quan and the Sword Saint Wuji?" Someone recognized them and said.

"It turned out to be the two seniors Huang Quan and Wuji. I didn't expect that this sword would attract both of them."

"It is said that Huang Quan's swordsmanship has been cultivated to the extreme. Every sword and every style has the sound of evil ghosts crying. He is a recognized sword master in the world. His friend Wuji's Wuji swordsmanship is also superior to many sword masters. Even the two of them were amazed. What level has the swordsmanship of this young man in the pavilion reached! "

"Senior Huang Quan has never admired anyone in his life. I didn't expect that he would praise a young man today. It's really rare."

"For the Sword Saint Wuji to say this, it shows how superb the swordsmanship of the person who broke into the pavilion is. "

At this time, heroes from all walks of life gathered under the Dengtian Pavilion. More and more people were attracted by the soaring sword intent emitted by the Dengtian Pavilion and rushed here.

Some people even brought tables and chairs and placed them in front of Huang Quan and Wuji, two sword masters, and invited them to sit down with a pen in their hands to comment on the people in the attic.

If there were sharp-eyed people present, they would definitely recognize that the clothes worn by this person were very similar to those of the Baixiaotang disciples active in the martial arts world.

Wuji and Huang Quan looked at each other and happily sat down, as if they were going to be commentators.

As soon as the two of them sat down, two more sword masters came forward to express their intention to participate in the commentary together.

Seeing these two people, the crowd was boiling again.

"Sword Emperor Li Shizhen! Sword Master Suoya! ”

“Suoya once challenged Nanjue Sword Immortal in Nanjue, and finally lost to Tyrant Sword Dantai Po by one move. Such a heroic act earned him the title of Sword Master in the Jianghu. His wind-controlling technique combined with swordsmanship was even recognized by Baixiaotang. ”

“And Sword Emperor Li Shizhen is also a veteran sword master, and his fast sword has been practiced to the pinnacle!”

“A young man who broke into the pavilion actually attracted four sword masters. This is going to be a lively scene.”

……

There was a commotion outside the Dengtian Pavilion, and the crowd surged. Countless people swarmed in

Everyone wanted to see the unique skills and swordsmanship of those masters who entered the pavilion.

Everyone held their breath, looking forward to the next confrontation.

Huang Quan and Wuji extended their hands and respectfully invited Suoya and Li Shizhen to take a seat: "Please, both of you!"

Suoya and Li Shizhen clasped their fists and then extended their hands in response: "Please!"

Swordsmen appreciate swordsmen. These four are masters of swordsmanship, so they naturally appreciate each other, because they are only one opportunity away from the title of sword immortal.

Rat looked at the heroes gathered here, and the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously.

After today, the Pavilion Master will surely become famous and known by the world.