"What a swordsman showdown, I will open my eyes!"

A sound suddenly sounded above the clouds in the void, and everyone raised their heads when they heard this.＜〔((＜{

The person who came was dressed in white clothes like snow, with a elegant temperament, and like the bright moon in the sky, and was as handsome as an ordinary person. His expression also showed a kind of indifference and calmness beyond the objects.

What is most incredible is that the visitor was actually stepping on a ball of white clouds and slowly falling from the sky!

"How is that possible!"

Feng Qingyang's expression was moved, his eyes widened, staring at the figure in the sky, and his sharp sword fell to the ground without knowing that it was not known.

Because no matter how high martial arts are, you can't do it!

"Is there really a god in the world..."

Taoist Priest Qingming looked excited and looked at the young man in white slowly falling down.

He joined the Wudang Sect in order to cultivate immortality. Unfortunately, there are many secrets of Wudang Sect's magical skills, which can prolong life after practicing, but it is far from the longevity he hopes for.

Taoist Master Qingming even once suspected that there were no gods in this world!

But at this moment, Taoist Master Qingming suddenly appeared. It turned out that there were really gods in this world. It was just that the fate of immortals was not enough before, and he had no chance to see the fairy face.

"Amitabha……"

Master Fang Sheng was stunned, his hand holding the Buddhist beads trembled slightly. Since there are immortals in the world, it naturally means there are Buddhas.

"God..."

I don’t know who called it, and countless people from the world immediately knelt on the ground with a feverish expression.

After all, for ordinary people, what is it that they can fly around the clouds and mists?

But unlike those people in the martial arts world, Zhao Chen and others gathered together nervously, looking at Feng Rui with a vigilant face.

Because of the clothes Feng Rui was wearing, they were very familiar with the two Taoist priests they killed at the time were also wearing similar styles of Taoist robes.

"You want to fight with me?"

Feng Rui slowly landed on the ground, the white clouds under his feet dissipated, and stood among the crowd with his hands on his back, looking at Zhao Chen and others with a smile.

"Who are you?"

Zhao Chen took a deep breath, stood up with his jade sword tightly.

"Who is I? Haven't you guessed it? I dare to kill my disciples of Taixuan Sect. What do you think I should deal with you?"

Feng Rui said calmly.

"Just win over the sword in our hands, we will naturally be dealt with by the Taoist priest!"

Zhao Chen held the jade sword tightly, and his eyes were shining with a splendor.

Zhao Chen is still very confident in his strength. He has perfect three-point return to the vitality, several extremely powerful sword techniques, plus the third-level gene lock. No matter how strong the Taoist priest in front of him is, he will not be much stronger than him.

"Well, I will see your sword technique."

Feng Rui laughed when he heard this. With his cultivation level at this time, he could crush Zhao Chen by his momentum alone, but he still reached out to make a gesture of invitation.

"The Fifteenth Sword!"

Zhao Chen suddenly drew his sword, and a swelling murderous aura shot out of his eyes.

A light sword was pierced, without the slightest fireworks, just like flowing water.

This sword was swung without any limits or rules.

The sword was trembling gently, and the sound of the sword sounded through the cliff of thought. Everything between heaven and earth seemed to suddenly become absolutely still.

"Huh!"

Feng Rui suddenly felt shocked and suspicious. The fifteenth sword naturally could not hurt him. The reason why Feng Rui was surprised was because he felt a familiar aura in this sword technique.

That familiar aura came to Fengyun Plane, the Sword Saint's Sword Twenty-Three.

"Good sword technique, what a pity..."

Feng Rui sighed lightly, slowly stretched out his right hand, and with a tingling sound, a index finger pressed against the tip of the sword.

"impossible!"

Zhao Chen's face changed wildly, and his eyes were filled with disbelief.

Because the fifteenth sword was actually pressed by a light index finger!

"hiss……"

Feng Qingyang took a breath and looked at this scene in disbelief.

Feng Qingyang believed that if he faced the sword that was extinct and had a life-threatening sword, he would probably only be 10% sure to survive.

"How is it possible..."

Zhao Chen stared blankly at the jade sword in his hand. If he had not understood the essence and could not exert the true power of the flying immortal in his world, then the fifteenth sword was both spiritual and physical, perhaps not as good as the fifteenth sword in Yan Shisan's hand, but it definitely had 90% of its power.

In addition, he tried his best to unlock the third-level gene lock, which was already his strongest attack, but even so, he was actually pressed by a finger of the other party.

"What other sword technique can you use it!"

Feng Rui slowly withdrew his right hand and looked at Zhao Chen.

"you……"

Zhao Chen still doesn't know where the gap between him and Feng Rui is that he can resist his fifteenth sword with one finger. His strength is definitely upwards at S level, and Zhao Chen even suspects that he is above S level.

"senior……"

Seeing Feng Rui defeating Zhao Chen with one finger, Zhao Qiang was shocked, but at this time he had to stand up with a tough bullet.

"I want your life!"

Feng Rui interrupted Zhao Qiang's words, and saw him wave his hand gently, and his figure instantly disappeared from the cliff of Thoughts, including all members of the Death Squad.

"The Emperor Wuliang Tianzun... I should go back and study more Daozang!"

Looking at the place where Feng Rui disappeared, Taoist Qingming stood there, and his heart was filled with excitement.

"Amitabha……"

After Taoist Master Qingming left, Master Fang Sheng of Shaolin called out the Buddha's name and left with Taoist Master Qingming.

"There are really immortals in the world..."

Yue Buqun came to his senses and stared blankly at the place where Feng Rui disappeared. Suddenly, he felt that fighting for the martial arts world seemed meaningless. Only immortality and immortality are eternal!

Thirty miles away from Mount Hua, somewhere on the top of the mountain.

Feng Rui stood on the top of the mountain with his hands behind his back, and Zhao Chen and eight others were lying on the ground in front of him. Feng Rui waved his hand gently, and the eight people woke up quietly.

"Master!"

When he saw Feng Rui standing in front, Zhao Chen, he saluted with respect.

Now they don’t know Feng Rui’s power. If Feng Rui really wants to kill them, they will have no power to resist at all.

At the same time, everyone couldn't help but curse in their hearts, "This is not the Smiling and Proud Wanderer Planet." The characters in the plot are too distorted. Unexpectedly, they just killed two irrelevant Taoist priests, which led to such a distorted plot character. If they had known that they would not dare to kill the two Taoist priests like this.

"I am Taixuan, you can just call Master Taixuan."

"I've met Taoist Master Taixuan."

Everyone greeted him again after hearing this.

Feng Rui nodded, his eyes swept across everyone, and finally his eyes fell on Zhao Chen.

"I am very interested in the main god space. If you want to survive, it is best to answer my words truthfully later!"

"hiss……"
Chapter completed!