He has benefited a lot from practicing Taoism for three years, but Wang Yue finally could not see through "All the king's land is the king's land". He himself knew that if he could break this layer of shackles, his heart and cultivation would make rapid progress. There are many people in this world who know their shortcomings and know that they can continue to move forward even if they let go, but they just can't think about it and see through it. Perhaps it was because over time that he was unwilling to break through the window paper that he already knew where, because once it was broken, the belief that would support his life would collapse.

Amberchen nodded, neither annoyed nor angry: "Since that's the case, it's useless to say more."

With the method of pinching the seal in his hand, An Bochen leaped over and slowly drifted from the sky with a silver spear in his hand. As soon as his feet hit the ground, An Bochen felt that the four fields suddenly became quiet, and only Wang Yue and the heavy sword in front of him were left in the world.

Another deep breath, and a distance of fifty feet, Wang Yue looked at An Bochen from afar, and his wrist shook, and the bronze heavy sword had fallen into his palm.

"Wang has been practicing Taoism for three years, and his swordsmanship has finally achieved some success. He originally wanted to find General Lu of the capital to compete, but because His Majesty has an order, he can only temporarily stand and come here to defend the town."

Wang Yue was born in a noble family. Although he had experienced honor and disgrace, his nature was still undestroyed. He was very long-winded before taking action. Although his voice was elegant, he still frowned when he heard it.

"However, last night, when General An was undefeated with two moves, Wang Mou was very happy to see him. Although General An was young, he could be very skilled and his strength was no less than that of Qixiong, and he could be able to test his sword."

Testing the sword? Last night, Dian Kui used me to test the skills. Today, Wang Yue also wanted to use me to test the sword and add those legendary masters. It turns out that I, An Bochen, is your stepping stone? It’s a pity that no one has been able to step on it yet.

Looking at Wang Yue, An Bochen sneered in his heart, his wrist trembled, and the tip of his spear tear apart a cyclone, and a clanging sound.

"Have you said enough, General Wang?"

Listening to An Bochen's angry question, Wang Yue was not angry or angry. He sneered, took a long breath, and a "hiss" sound, as if the sword's edge had streaked over a hundred feet of ice.

His breathing method was very strange and so deep that Amberchen only saw in his life.

After three breaths, Wang Yue's heavy sword had already risen, the wind and clouds were surging, and the color of the heaven and earth suddenly changed.

Swords control the world?

An Bochen was secretly shocked, but he didn't expect that Wang Yue also mastered the mystery of using martial arts to enter the Tao.

Lu Fengqi, Dian Kui's level of Taoism, the power of Taoism is more than ordinary. In An Bochen's idea, the first level should be the technique he mastered similar to a spiral column, using the power of a gun to control the air and gather the four forces. The second level is to use the technical drawing array to form his own battle formation world. Although An Bochen vaguely understands it, the time is short and he has no time to practice. As for what level of realm there will be, An Bochen has no way to know, after all, Dian Kui only used two moves last night.

But Wang Yue, his swordsmanship had obviously reached the second level, and his sword controls the world and draws his swordsmanship battle formation.

The wind and clouds surged. As Wang Yue raised his heavy sword, thousands of acres of clouds fell from the sky and fell to the tip of the sword. However, Wang Yue shook his wrist and picked it into the air.

The cloud energy was cut into nearly a thousand by the sword force, and each one condensed into a sword shape. In a blink of an eye, thousands of sword energy condensed into front of Wang Yue's heavy sword. Each one was winding like a snake and as fierce as a sword light.

"go!"

His eyes were shining with infinite vitality. Wang Yue shouted softly, raised his arms, and his body was actually suspended in the air. Thousands of sword energy slashed out with the heavy sword and flew out with a loud bang.

The swords are densely packed, like a torrential rain.

The sword rain is a figure that is walking like a running. Anbo Chen turns into invisible water and rushes into the sword energy. The silver spear dances like the wind. With only a thousand pounds of powerful force, it appears and disappears from time to time, and rushes towards Wang Yue like a broken bamboo.

Wang Yue quietly looked at An Bochen a hundred steps away, and his body turned into a shadow and suddenly disappeared.

When he appeared again, the heavy sword in his hand was only three steps away from the invisible water transformed by Anbochen.

Xuhe's eyes flashed by white light and suddenly opened. Wang Yue's arm was horizontal, and the bronze heavy sword passed by the wind shadows, pointing to An Bochen.

"Clang!"

The guns and swords attacked each other, and a muffled sound came.

An Bochen originally turned into invisible water, and he rushed forward in the sword energy formation without any obstacles. Unexpectedly, Wang Yue saw through his true body at a glance, and in an instant he crossed a hundred steps away, and a sword came.

Wang Yue's sword was very heavy, and he had more than 3,000 kilograms of it. I don't know what material it was made of. With the strength of his arms that exceeded 10,000 kilograms, he slashed Wuxie with one sword. An Bochen's body was trembling and his wrists were numb, so he could only fight and retreat.

In just a moment, the two had fought more than ten times, and the guns and swords fought each other. Wang Yue's sword was heavier and heavier every time, and they were all hit and retreated with one blow. Anbo Chenkong had the power of spiral but could not come out, so he felt very uncomfortable.

A sword light flashed through the afterglow, but Wang Yue waved his sword again and stabbed him. An Bochen stood firm, shook his right hand and raised his gun to meet him.

However, beyond An Bochen's surprise, Wang Yue's sword was as light as itchy as the spring breeze. When the silver gun hit, it was empty, as if he had enough strength to hit the cotton, and it was so uncomfortable that it was so painful that it was about to vomit blood.

The gun was old, and An Bochen gritted his teeth and was about to pull the gun back. Unexpectedly, waves of sword power surged in waves, one force after another, as if the sea tides were rising up, and in an instant, it broke the spiral force and knocked An Bochen out.g
Chapter completed!