Chapter 150: Fighting with Sword Cultivators (An additional chapter for the reward of yuan for "The Little Sheep Eating Soybeans")

Hearing the applause, Tong Renshuang turned around and saw the young swordsman. He recognized him at a glance because he was a senior executive from the sword hall built by Tianjian Mountain.

The realm of this sword cultivator may not be higher than his, but his fighting power is definitely not comparable to his. Tong Renshuang would definitely avoid him when he saw him on weekdays.

Wang Xuan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. Although he had never seen this person before, the other party's strength was indeed good. His realm was much higher than his, and he was also a sword cultivator.

Everyone knows that sword cultivators have unparalleled combat power and are much stronger than ordinary cultivators. And if they are born from an immortal sect, they are even more terrifying, as they can easily fight against opponents of higher levels.

"Yes, he is just a toad, but he is the king of such a small place, but he is self-righteous and thinks he is also a big shot.

Little did they know that if they really offended someone they shouldn't, they would be trampled to death with one foot. "In his opinion, this shitty hall master was worthless.

This sword cultivator had a calm and steady demeanor, yet an extremely handsome appearance. If a woman saw him, she would probably scream.

The sword cultivator glanced at Tong Renshuang and said calmly, "Did you really see that he got a heavenly treasure? What does it look like and what level is it?"

If it wasn't for looking for Tianbao, who would come out so late at night for no reason?

Tong Renshuang had countless thoughts in his mind, and suddenly he had an idea and said, "Yes, I saw with my own eyes that he got a heavenly treasure, which seemed to be a weapon, shining all over, and it was obvious that it was not an ordinary thing.

As for the grade, I don’t know.”

He did this simply to pit the two against each other so that he could save face. He remembered the revenge of Wang Xuan's palm strike and the young swordsman's ridicule.

Wang Xuan shook his head. He really didn’t know if Tong Renshuang was crazy enough to offend him like this.

Thinking you are smart, you are actually very stupid.

The young swordsman smiled and said, "I will believe what you said for now."

He looked at Wang Xuan and naturally recognized that this was the seventh disciple who was recently accepted by the Star Lord He Fang of Xianwu Mountain and he was of extraordinary status.

"I am Gai Feixian from Tianjian Mountain. This is our first meeting and I don't think we have a good opportunity to have a drink and chat. I want to compete with my friends for the treasure in your hand." Gai Feixian said.

Wang Xuan had a blank expression on his face and said, "I've only heard of whoever sees it gets a share, but I've never heard of someone else putting it in their pocket. They're all mine, so you can't fight for it."

Gai Feixian thought it made sense, so he said, "Then I'll also offer a heavenly treasure as a bet. If you lose, I'll give it to you."

It was just a heavenly treasure, and although it was valuable, it would not be difficult to obtain it as their cultivation level improved.

All he wanted was an opportunity to fight with Wang Xuan and see what kind of disciple he had accepted, who made the second generation of Tianjian Mountain so fearful.

"I am Wang Xuan, a third-generation disciple of Xianwu Mountain. Let me teach you, fellow Taoist." Wang Xuan took out the Wanjun Thunder Dragon Sword and did not look down on the other party.

Upon hearing that Wang Xuan came from Xianwu Mountain, Tong Renshuang, the leader of the Invincible Iron Fist Gang, looked grim, as if he had swallowed a fly.

He had just plotted against Wang Xuan. The sword cultivators from Tianjian Mountain might not do anything to him, but Wang Xuan would definitely hold a grudge against him.

He tried his best to keep his presence as low as possible, thinking that when the two of them started fighting, he could take the opportunity to leave.

Pack your bags and immigrate to other star regions, far away from here, so that you can always save your life.

"I'm honored to have the opportunity to fight with you. This battle will decide the winner, not life or death." Gai Feixian drew his sword.

Wang Xuan looked at the other person. That kind of powerful aura was much stronger than his own. He was probably not an easy person to deal with.

"This is not a good place. Let's find a secluded place to fight again?"

He jumped up and glided in the air for thousands of meters. Gai Feixian followed behind him, and soon they arrived at a forest.

On the top of the tree, two people stood with weapons in hand, one was a newly promoted third-generation disciple of Xianwu Mountain, and the other was an outstanding swordsman from Tianjian Mountain.

This battle is not only about the victory or defeat of two people, but also a contest between the disciples of Xianwu Mountain and Tianjian Mountain, representing the strength of the younger generation.

Keng!
A flash of knife light reflected the bright moon. Wang Xuan stepped on the tree, which was as thick as a man's arms, and it exploded into countless wood chips. He then chopped towards Gai Feixian with the knife.

His sword has always been domineering! The sword moves forward bravely, crushing the opponent with one force.

"Wang Xuan, let me see how strong your third-generation disciples from Xianwu Mountain are!"

Gai Feixian met the attack with a sword, but actually took it head-on. Sparks flew as the swords collided, and the two men flew backwards in an instant.

After a few steps, Gai Feixian stood firmly after buffering, while Wang Xuan had already jumped dozens of meters. In terms of strength alone, he was slightly better.

Wang Xuan shook his head. It was indeed a gap in realm. The strength of the sword cultivators at Tianjian Mountain was only overshadowed by the fame of their swords.

In terms of strength, he knew he was inferior to Gai Feixian after just one fight.

"It seems that I need to be serious."

Wang Xuan's muscles expanded, and under the stimulation of the Hunyuan true qi, the Divine Elephant Golden Bell Cover turned him into a muscular monster. In a few breaths, he became more than three meters tall.

With bones like a coiled dragon, muscles as solid as mountains, and dark golden skin, Wang Xuan turned into a giant, and the knife in his hand became heavier and bigger with the infusion of true energy.

"Come!"

Wang Xuan chopped the ground with his hand, leaving a crack more than 20 meters long, splitting the top of the mountain in half.

He chopped down with his sword again, with a force of a million pounds, and swung down the extremely heavy Wanjun Thunder Dragon. With such a blow, even an ancient city wall would be cut in half.

Gai Feixian used his sword directly, and in just a moment, he was knocked away by the huge force. He fell hundreds of meters away and created a big hole in the ground.

"What a strength." Gai Feixian laughed. Under the burst of Wang Xuan's power, he was actually no match for him.

At this moment, Wang Xuan's strength was probably two or three times that of before, and he was no longer comparable to him.

"The Divine Elephant Golden Bell? This body protection technique can allow you to practice to such a level. No wonder your power is unparalleled. I can't take it.

But I am a swordsman, and I am better at swords!"

Seeing Wang Xuan leaping over, the Wanjun Thunder Dragon became extremely sharp, with hundreds of cold rays flashing. The tip of the Gai Feixian Sword touched the big knife, and Wang Xuan's momentum of falling with the knife suddenly slowed down.

The long sword was extremely sharp and light, and it attacked Wang Xuan's vital points with each move, using speed to limit Wang Xuan's ability to use aggressive moves.

The clanging of swords and knives clashed with each other, and the flashes of swords and shadows continued. The sword energy and knife power could extend for dozens of meters, crushing the surrounding trees one after another.

When Wang Xuan advances, the opponent retreats; when Wang Xuan retreats, the opponent advances.

Gai Feixian used his lightness and speed to fight Wang Xuan in close combat, not giving Wang Xuan the chance to use his aggressive moves, and attacked him frequently.

This situation is exactly what Wang Xuan hates the most.

"Sweep all directions!"

Wang Xuan swept out with his sword, holding it with both hands, and brought down a huge force. Gai Feixian's quick sword touched the sword, and sparks flew everywhere.

"Come again!"

"Sweep all directions!"

"Sweep all directions!"

……

Wang Xuan used domineering moves again and again. Gai Feixian was good at fast swordplay, but with each attack, he felt more pressure than Wang Xuan.

After a while, Wang Xuan's blood and energy began to churn. After using his full strength to strike with the sword again and again, he would naturally feel tired. Moreover, he had used the secret method of the Divine Elephant Golden Bell Cover to increase his strength dramatically, which consumed even more energy.

But Gai Feixian was also feeling uncomfortable. He had thought that winning this battle would not be difficult. After all, he was almost one major realm higher than Wang Xuan.

I, who was in the late stage of Shenzang, fought against Wang Xuan, who was at the peak of Xiantian, but I couldn't win!
"If my realm was not much higher than yours, I would not be able to stop your heavy sword at all." Gai Feixian sighed. It takes a certain amount of strength to overcome hardness with softness.

Wang Xuan could always dodge his complicated sword moves with the smallest movement and was able to detect him every time, which showed how strong Wang Xuan's perception and reaction were.

"This battle is really annoying."

Wang Xuan stood with a tall body and a knife in his hand. He and Gai Feixian were good at strength and light movements respectively. They had no weaknesses, but their strengths were so prominent that other aspects seemed inferior.

At this time, the originally lush mountains were no longer covered with intact trees within a thousand meters. All of them had been chopped into sawdust by the strong energy, leaving bare yellow soil on the surface.

(A belated third update, to give an extra update to the 10,000-dollar reward for "The Little Sheep Eating Soybeans".)
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