In the mountains and forests several miles away from Songjiabao, the burly man hugged his hands and his eyes were cold.

"I remember that the first sword technique that Guizhen exchanged seems to be the eight Heavenly Sword Technique, right?"

Behind him, the pharmacist looked at Gui Zhen's back with a smile.

"Yes, before he entered the main temple, he was a master of swordsmanship. After the trial, he was even more out of control."

The burly man said lightly: "Learn all methods and return to the truth. He advanced to the three stars with sword techniques and mastered the seven major limits. Song Que is not his opponent."

"Hmm? Not necessarily!"

The swordsman narrowed his eyes, his face was cold, and he whispered: "Eight methods of heavenly swords, draw swords and slashes, and slashes with mercy... Seven limits of swallowing heaven and destroying the earth. Although Guizhen's swordsmanship is nothing in the main temple, it can be considered as entering the hall."

"But I haven't seen Song Que, so it's hard to decide the winner or lose. There is a sword showdown, and it's not without someone being counterattacked by one move."

"Then let's wait and see."

The burly and strong man nodded and stopped talking.

At this moment, the three of them stood quietly in the woods, beware of being ambushed.

.........

Guizhen took the tiger's soul sword and stepped towards Songjiabao.

Step on!

He stepped forward step by step, and a subtle airflow blew, and the knife's intent soared into the sky and broke through the sky.

The plane teams in the main temple are all powerful people who have experienced tragic killings. But when they come back to the real world, they are also masters who have gone through four or five worlds, practiced sword skills and reached three stars.

roar!

A series of sounds of swords like tigers sounded, as if a hungry tiger was roaring to the sky.

As he moved forward step by step, the sword force became more and more concentrated, and the cyclones around him swept through the dust in the sky, majestic and murderous intent.

He rushed forward with the murderous intent that was like breaking through the mountains and seas.

"Song Que!"

A few dozen feet apart, Gui Zhen shouted suddenly.

The loud shout was like a blade cutting through the sky and shook for several miles.

"No, not good!"

"Notify the valve master quickly!"

The Song guards who were guarding the portal changed their faces sharply. As soon as they moved, they were overwhelmed by the sword force from the distance and could not move.

boom!

The gate of Songjiabao suddenly opened.

"Who dares to provoke my Song family?"

With a loud shout, Song Luti crossed the long sword and led a group of masters out of the door.

"Great master!"

Song Lu's pupils shrank, his hair exploded, and his heart beat wildly.

The man in front of him was full of momentum and his sword was extremely powerful. He could feel the pain in his eyebrows several dozen feet apart.

"Where is Song Que? Come out quickly and die!"

Gui Zhen's murderous aura rose between his eyebrows and eyes, his eyes were purple, which was strange and terrifying.

Huh!

Before Song Lu could speak, he slapped his shoulder with one palm.

Song Que was wearing a white robe and a sword hanging on his waist, and stepped forward.

Time seems to have never left traces on him. Even though he has passed the age of destiny, he is still handsome and handsome like a young man.

His body was clean, his long hair was tied up and hung around his waist, and a hint of coldness flashed across his handsome face like a knife and an axe.

"Extraterritorial Demon?"

Song Que's hands were hanging on both sides, and the sword suddenly appeared in his eyes as bright as the morning star, looking directly at Guizhen dozens of feet away.

Although it was just the first time, Song Que could feel a faint sense of disgust arise in his heart, as if the whole world was urging him to kill the swordsman in front of him.

"Shen Dao Song Que has really relied on his reputation for a long time!"

Gui Zhen smiled evilly, and his tiger soul rose up and grinned his teeth: "I feel so happy when I think of being able to cut you under the knife!"

Guizhen trembled slightly all over, and could not suppress the fighting spirit in his heart.

Since the first day he stepped into the main temple, he has been practicing sword techniques all the time. The first sword technique he exchanged is Song Que's eight Heavenly Sword Technique.

At this moment, there was a chance to face Song Que and cut him under the knife. This feeling was so wonderful.

“Very good, very good!”

Song Que's eyes flashed and his fighting spirit was thriving.

Since fighting with Gu Shaoshen, he has been sitting in the Knife Hall for twenty years, and at this time he is facing such a powerful swordsman.

Even the unfathomable extraterrestrial demons still had a boiling fighting spirit.

"Take me a move, swallow the sky and destroy the earth for seven limits, storm!"

As soon as Song Que finished speaking, Gui Zhen roared suddenly.

His figure suddenly moved, his spine surged like a big dragon rising into the air, and the tiger spear sword that was rising suddenly rose.

Apart dozens of feet apart, one knife was slashed out!

roar!

The air flow was stormy, as if the actual sword was stretched out.

First, a tiger tail, which was as thick as a slate, poked out, and a violent gust of wind blew out in the void with a slight stroke.

Then four tiger claws the size of a millstone suddenly stretched out, and their sharp claws ripped through the air.

Then there was a strong and powerful body, and finally a huge tiger head emerged from it, and its huge three-foot-long fangs flashed with cold light.

Rumble!

The giant tiger condensed by the sword light looked around, looking down at the world, with a slight opening of its mouth, and the tiger roared through the sky and looked up to the sky.

Then, a hurricane several meters wide pulled up, and the strong wind swept across the sky trembled.

Within a few miles, whether it was a bird or a beast or a group of Song clan masters standing behind Song Que could not help but fight with each other in the whistling of swords, they almost wanted to kneel down on the ground.

The seven major limits were inspired by Chiyou's eyes seeing the natural disasters and earth disasters that resulted in a powerful destructive power. This storm was created by watching the ancient hurricane destroy the world. It was slashed out with one knife, and the sword light was like a tornado, cutting straight across the gears and crushing anyone or anything.

"Good knife! Good knife technique!"

Only Song Que, who faced this sword technique, was not only not afraid, but was more eager to fight.

After sitting for twenty years, he not only created all the eight methods of the Heavenly Sword, but also integrated the God Emperor's Former Sword sent by Gu Shaoshang, and deduced the Heavenly Sword into the ninth stance.

I praised in my heart, and when I stepped, I tore the storm apart like a long knife.

"One of the eight methods of the Heavenly Sword, the upper and lower parts are not in shape, so how can it be tested?"

Song Que's faint voice floated, and the long knife around his waist was unsheathed.

He had no habit of calling out the name of the move, but since the extraterrestrial demon in front of him had called out the name of the move.

Song Que followed him.

clang!

A magnificent and domineering sword light rose high in the harsh roar of a knife emptying the cracked clouds, piercing through the clouds.

Then it suddenly fell down, cracked the sky, and slashed straight into the sword storm swept by the sword light.

"It's worthy of being Song Que!"

Gui Zhen smiled violently, and the sweeping sword light storm gathered, and the giant sword tiger roared and met the sky sword that Song Que slashed.

Whether it was the swordsmen, pharmacists and others who were several miles away, or the Song family masters with a terrifying look on their faces at the Song Valve, all they could see was the overwhelming and ruthless sword light!

Rumble!

In everyone's eyes, the rolling swords collided with a loud bang.

The sound of the collision of sword lights is like a roar of thunder. The area covers several miles.

The bluestone floor paved in front of the Song Valve shattered and disintegrated, and gravel splashed. The ground within a radius of dozens of feet was everywhere. The flames cut across and across, and they were three or four feet shorter!

The masters of the Song family retreated and dodged one after another. The scattered sword lights broke the two stone lions squatting at the Song family into pieces the size of fists.

"Die!"

A knife was useless, Gui Zhen shouted violently, and the tiger soul in his palm rose, cutting through the sky, and rushed towards him with the terrifying force of the mountain collapse.

"snort!"
To be continued...