"Now I face him, a sword is enough!"

Tan Huajian showed a confident look on his face.

Not only has his cultivation shackles that have been troubled for many years been broken, he has successfully entered the tenth level of the Holy King Realm, but he has also raised the strongest swordsmanship to a higher level.

The combat power is no longer the same as before.

He is confident in facing his old opponent Zheng Li.

Xiao Yi said: "Since that's the case, why are you still standing there?

This is the first battle between our Zhentian Legion and the Ninth Legion. We will come back with a beautiful first battle!"

"Leave it to me!"

Tan Hua Jian Zheng pointed his head and took the Saint King soldier in his hand and stepped forward in the air.

The foot of Longtou Mountain.

The two armies are confronting each other.

The strong men in the judgment camp were staring at the strong men of the third troop, the Ninth Legion opposite.

The cold wind whistles, and the flags are blue in the sky.

Zheng Li stood proudly, with a proud and indifferent look on his face, and looked at the powerful people in the trial camp in front of him: "What?

Don’t your Commander Tan dare to face the challenge?

If you are afraid, you will surrender!"

"Hahaha, let's go back to breastfeed the baby!"

"What are you doing with this little courage?"

The soldiers of the Third Battalion of the Pojun Ministry were full of provocations.

The strong men in the trial camp were full of anger.

But without Xiao Yi's military order, they did not dare to act without any action.

The strict military discipline can be seen.

"Who said I'm afraid of you?"

Tan Huajian's voice suddenly came. Although there was only one person's voice, it was better than the sound of the sky thunder and the sky, suppressing the arrogance of the powerful men in the third team.

"The commander is here!"

"Male Gobi, you should kill that arrogant mistress. They are so hateful..." Everyone in the trial camp spoke one after another.

Before Tan Huajian came to the camp, he faced Zheng Li alone and directly.

Zheng Li's lips raised slightly, with a strong sarcasm: "Tan Huajian, in that battle a thousand years ago, you did not retreat at all.

Why do you have to hide in a thousand years?”

Tan Huajian said calmly: "I just think it's not easy for you to live, so I'll just let you breathe more fresh air in this world!"

Zheng Li's face darkened and he sneered: "You have not made any breakthrough in your cultivation over the past thousand years, but your mouth has made great progress."

"Speak less nonsense."

Tan Huajian stood with a long sword, and hooked his finger at Zheng Li, "Let's go here!"

Brush! Zheng Li's wrist shook, and a cold light shone. The blade whistled into a howling wind, and crushed towards Tan Huajian in front of him.

The terrifying storm was deafening, as if thousands of blades were cutting through the face.

This terrifying sword intent storm swept across the world, as if it was an ancient wild beast, opening its bloody mouth and sweeping towards the powerful men of the Trial Camp.

I wanted to swallow the powerful people in the trial camp alive.

But just as the terrifying sword intent storm was about to hit, a crisp and deafening sound of sword tearing through the void, like a phoenix roaring, loud and loud.

Tear! The invisible sword light tore the terrifying sword intent storm to pieces.

Immediately after...                                                                                                                            

Zheng Li's face changed suddenly.

The terrifying sword light suppressed his sword intent.

Especially the indomitable sharpness in the sword light, which he had never experienced when he fought with Tan Huajian a thousand years ago.

"Impossible, his sword intent had reached its peak a thousand years ago, and my sword intent just didn't want to go up and down.

I have received guidance from the Legion Commander over the past thousand years, and my sword intention has gone to the next level. How could I be suppressed by him?"

Zheng Li looked shocked.

Tan Huajian is an obsessed with swordsmanship.

He is a sword obsessed with it.

Born for a knife throughout your life.

When I started to study martial arts, I was immersed in the sword path.

Thousands of years ago... When he fought with Tan Huajian, he even faintly suppressed Tan Huajian.

Over the past thousand years, Zheng Li believed that he had improved rapidly.

It should be far more than Tan Huajian.

That's why.

Zheng Xiaoyu sent him to challenge Tan Huajian.

But now...                                                              

"Get out of here!"

Zheng Li held the knife in both hands and slashed from bottom to top.

Above the blade, cold light flows.

There is also a blue blade storm swinging.

Boom! The swords and swords clashed, and in the collision, a dazzling brilliance burst out like a silver flower.

However...                                                              �

There was a crisp sound when it was.

The sword in Zheng Li's hand actually came out of his hand, rolling in the air, inserted into the ground with a bang, and the handle of the knife was buzzing and trembling.

Zheng Li looked down at the tiger's mouth, which was already ripped out of the crack and was bleeding, and looked confused: "This, this is impossible..."                                             

He and Tan Huajian are just right between him, and there is no victory or defeat in the battle for several days.

But now...                                                              

When he faced the sword in Tan Huajian's hand again, he was no longer able to fight back?

Tan Huajian was also excited. He was entangled by Zheng Li a thousand years ago, so that the task assigned to him by the King of Heaven was not completed in time, and he lost his only chance to attack Wuyuan City.

It's just a grudge.

Now...                                                              �

at the same time.

Tan Huajian was also grateful to Xiao Yi. If Xiao Yi had not seen the flaws in his swordsmanship, he personally took the initiative to guide him to take his swordsmanship to a higher level.

This time, facing Zheng Li, who is also making great progress in strength, is probably unpredictable.

It is likely that he will even lose in the hands of Zheng Li.

Huh! Sword Chief Tan Hua exhaled a breath of turbid air and looked down at Zheng Li from a high place: "It seems that you have really passed by this thousand years!"

"You..." Zheng Li's eyes were so angry that he turned red, his face turned blue and white, and a mouthful of old blood almost spurted out.

Hate!                                                              

Zheng Li gritted his teeth and said viciously: "Tan Huajian, I admit that I underestimated you, but I didn't expect that you did not have a vain life in this thousand years.

However, even if your kendo has grown, I am no longer your opponent, but it is impossible for you to kill me..."                                                                                                                 �

Tan Huajian grinned and said, "You don't think that the sword just now was my strongest blow, right?"

"Um?"

Zheng Li's face changed slightly, and he looked at Tan Huajian in disbelief, and his breathing was a little too fast, "You, what do you mean?"

Not the strongest blow?

The sword just now made him feel powerless.

Isn’t Tan Huajian’s strongest attack yet?

"This is impossible!"

Zheng Li shook his head in disbelief and said, "You and I know yourself and your enemy, how much do you have to pay attention to me is the most clear.
To be continued...