Bring some shock to the world of cultivating immortals

"Enough, and strong enough."

Two swords, one against the long knife and the Tiger Spear at the side, and the other, the Green Water Sword, fell between the neck like a shuttle piercing the coast in the waves. Shangguan Hong's eyes are always calm, but they give people a sharp feeling.

“But not fast enough.”

If you can't make the water waves surge, then it's meaningless in front of a swordsman like Shangguan Hong, whose sword is extremely fast. It is precisely because of this understanding that Liu Haizhu knew that he was no match for Shangguan Hong before the fight started.

Maybe on the battlefield, Liu Haizhu's move could kill more enemies than Shangguan Hong, or it could work 1000% in a narrow box. But this was a one-on-one fight, and waves that were not dense enough would be easily broken.

Liu Haizhu was very calm. He spread his hands and said:
"I surrender."

Shangguan Hong's victory is also a wonderful textbook.

For any swordsman, every sword strike by Shangguan Hong is a beautiful sight that makes them indulge in it. This is the flexibility and adaptability that cannot be shown in the sword manual, and it is also the speed and accuracy that masters cannot teach.

"Longhu Mountain is going to have one more sword immortal..."

Huang Toutian sighed.

Wu Qian at the side laughed, propped up his face, crossed his legs, and showed no airs of a Beast Taming Sect leader. "If Liu Ye knew what he had lost, he would probably kill himself out of anger."

It was well known in the world of immortal cultivation that the owner of Jian Manor was narrow-minded. At the same time, everyone also knew that Liu Ye was extremely loyal to Jian Manor. He became the owner because he wanted Jian Manor to be glorious again and become the best in the world again.

If Liu Ye's apprentice had not attacked Shangguan Hong, Shangguan Hong might have joined Jianzhuang and become a sword immortal under Liu Ye's guidance. Unfortunately, there is no if, or in other words, Zheng Huanyu's character and mind determined that he would definitely die, and die at the hands of Shangguan Hong.

No one would object to Shangguan Hong's victory. When she demonstrated her superb swordsmanship, she became the top candidate in the minds of these monks.

Soon, the winners and losers groups were separated.

Zhou Li, Sun Defeng, Shangguan Hong and Tang Wan entered the winners group, while Shui Buliu, Bai Jing and Liu Haizhu entered the losers group.

The loser group is a ring match system, that is, as long as one person wins twice in a row, he will be promoted to the first place in the loser group and challenge the first place in the winner group. The winner group will fight against each other in pairs, and finally the winner will compete with the first place in the loser group.

"The first round of the winner group..."

Under the care of An Nuan and Wang Siyu, the participants' spiritual energy and physical strength also recovered a lot. Soon, the winner's group competition began first, and the first to take the lead was an unexpected combination.

Shangguan Hong and Sun Defeng.

The setting sun is like blood.

On the ancient arena caressed by the mist, the light of the setting sun penetrated the clouds like a fine thread, and scattered in patches, covering this small area with a hazy and mysterious veil.

All around, the night is so quiet that you can hear the sound of a stream in the distant mountain stream. It seems as if even time has frozen at this moment. Only the rustling sound of the breeze blowing through the leaves remains, and the occasional low chirping of night birds interweaves the music of flutes and zithers.

On the stage, two figures stood opposite each other, as if they had slowly walked out of nothingness, with a detachment and arrogance that did not belong to this world.

On the left, Sun Defeng, in a blue shirt swaying gently in the wind, had a stern face and eyes as deep as a cold pond, as if he could see through all the vanity in the world. His hair was a little messy in the night wind, but it added a bit of unruliness and freedom. There was no sword in his hand, but the faint sword energy emanating from it had already made the surrounding space tremble.

On the right, Shangguan Hong, dressed in a crimson outfit, with fluttering sleeves, looks like the most gorgeous sunset in the sky. Her face is beautiful and cold, with a barely perceptible smile on the corner of her mouth, and her eyes are shining with respect for her opponent and fearlessness for the upcoming decisive battle. Her fingers are gently placed on the hilt of a slender soft sword at her waist. Although it is not unsheathed, the sword seems to have a spirit, communicating with her mind, ready to shine with dazzling light at any time.

The air between the two seemed to be squeezed by an invisible force, becoming heavy and oppressive, and even breathing became difficult. There was no verbal communication, no eye contact, only a tacit understanding beyond words, which made this duel brewing unprecedented tension and solemnity in silence. The audience around, even the most knowledgeable ones, couldn't help but hold their breath, fearing that the slightest sound would break this rare silence and disturb the upcoming peerless duel.

"Shangguan Hong."

After a long while, Sun Defeng spoke, his expression indifferent as if the moon was shrouded in cold water, "It turned out to be you."

"Sun Defeng."

Shangguan Hong looked at Sun Defeng. Rarely, complex emotions emerged in her eyes. "It's you."

The two looked at each other in silence. After an unknown amount of time, Sun Defeng raised his head, closed his eyes, and said softly:

"It's a dead end."

"I won't kill you."

Shangguan Hong said calmly: "Fight well, let me see if you have improved in the past few years."

"I just gained a lot of fat."

Sun Defeng pulled out his dung fork with tears in his eyes, "Lady, please be gentle."

"Hey."

Shangguan Hong didn't know what to say for a moment. Who would have thought that Sun Defeng would really get to this stage? She turned her wrist and the Han Bafang Sword appeared in her hand. "Do your best."

"Huang Yiri, please be filial to me!"

After a roar, Sun Defeng rushed to Shangguan Hong with a dung fork in his hand, pointed with both hands, and said, "Turning the world upside down."

Shangguan Hong, who had been motionless, did not move for a moment.

But in the eyes of others, Sun Defeng controlled Shangguan Hong for a whole second, but the two of them fought with momentum in this second, and the outcome was still undecided!

In fact, Shangguan Hong had already slapped Sun Defeng in the face within a second, but Sun Defeng was too slow and Shangguan Hong was too fast, so no one could see it clearly.

With her eyebrows furrowed, a solemn look appeared on Shangguan Hong's face.

The monks below the stage immediately began to whisper to each other. In the invisible confrontation just now, Shangguan Hong was at a disadvantage. They even frowned.

How could Sun Defeng be so terrifying?
"You've gained at least 40 pounds."

Shangguan Hong said in a deep voice: "How lazy are you?"

"Damn, you know it even when you slap me."

Sun Defeng lowered his voice and said, "Don't hit me in the face, big sister. I still have my dignity to protect."

Taking a deep breath, Shangguan Hong gritted her teeth, her expression showing some anger, "You were at least third from the bottom back then, and look at you now! You can't even beat Baisha!"

"Aqiu!"

Baisha, who was treating Zhou Li's wounds obediently, sneezed for no apparent reason. She looked at Zhou Li blankly, like a confused kitten that had been kissed.

Sun Defeng said nothing, but just pleaded with his eyes. So strong.

The monks in the audience felt a chill in their hearts. For some reason, even though the two men had not yet fought, the momentum between them seemed to have exchanged several moves.

Is this what it means to have no moves while having moves?
Sun Defeng gritted his teeth. In order to prevent Shangguan Hong from looking down on him, he threw away the dung fork and then rushed forward.

The sword flashed.

Sun Defeng retreated dozens of steps without any injury on his body.

How could he withstand such a fast sword?
Seeing Sun Defeng standing straight without any scars, the monks in the audience were immediately in awe.

This is also a great man.

An expert?

Huang Yiri looked at Sun Defeng with a cruel smile on his face.

Testicular people.

The sword just now hit Sun Defeng's buttocks. He was standing so straight now because he didn't dare to cover his buttocks and had to stand so straight.

Sun Gou is finished.

Tang Wan sighed, she knew Shangguan Hong was in a very complicated mood. It was like a good friend in the past memory, and when they met again seven years later, the obese man with bipolar disorder and gender identity disorder turned into a woman. In addition to wanting to eliminate harm for the people, she was also very disappointed.

"Look at Zhou Li and Tang Wan. Weren't they as close as you and Huang Yiri back then?!"

Shangguan Hong swung out another sword, and Sun Defeng was hit on the butt before he could even perform the Reversal of the Universe. He said nothing, and cold sweat flowed down his face.

It was obvious that Shangguan Hong only needed one sword to kill Sun Defeng, but she was too angry now. She was angry that Sun Defeng had fallen into depravity. He was the third from the bottom back then, and now he probably couldn't even compete with Brother Zhu for the last one.

The pig who can do joint tricks.

"Where is your reversal?"

As soon as the sword was drawn, Sun Defeng jumped up and down, and took several steps back. Shangguan Hong gritted her teeth and growled like a little tiger, "Where are your joint skills? Hunyuan spear skills? Xiao Huitian Shu?!"

Sun Defeng was about to cry now. He kept backing away and almost retreated to the edge of the ring. "Lady, please be kind. I am just a fifth-level spiritual master and I am as bad as shit. I am usually busy taking care of the family affairs. How can I have the time to practice?"

"So you have time to eat an extra 40 kilograms, but don't have time to spare half an hour to practice?!"

Faced with Sun Defeng's pale explanation, Shangguan Hong became even angrier. She directly whipped Sun Defeng on the butt with a whip kick, and then stabbed with a sword, poking the fleshiest part of Sun Defeng's butt.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!!"

Sun Defeng burst into a rough roar of grief, which started out low and suppressed, as if it was the wail from the deepest part of his heart. Gradually, the volume rose, with a reckless determination, penetrating the quiet dusk and echoing in the narrow alleys. It was not only an endless mourning for the deceased, but also an accusation of the injustice of his own fate, and a proof of the resilience of human nature under the heavy pressure of life.

The monks around were all moved when they heard the cry. They stood silently, their hearts filled with sympathy and understanding for Sun Defeng's plight; some quietly approached, and although they did not speak, they conveyed support and comfort with their eyes. At this moment, the cry became a form of communication without words, which resonated with people's hearts and made them feel the subtle but real connection between each other.

Sun Defeng's sad roar is a lament for the impermanence of life and a call for the brilliance of human nature. It makes people realize that in the face of the hardships and challenges of life, no one is fighting alone. There are always moments when sadness and pain can transcend individual boundaries and even...
"Is it over yet?"

Tang Wan, who was standing by, kicked Zhou Li's calf and said speechlessly, "You want to tell a story?"

Holding down the grinning Xiao Baisha, Zhou Li said with a wry smile, "Isn't this just something I feel."

Zhou Li's description may be a bit exaggerated, but Sun Defeng's screams are indeed more contagious. Of course, the main reason is that he was really hurt, the kind of pain that Liu Kuang could empathize with.

Feeling the pain, Hakisun responded. He subconsciously used the method of reversing the universe, and the dung fork behind Shangguan Hong suddenly jumped out and stabbed Shangguan Hong's back.

Break it with one sword!
Shangguan Hong directly picked up the dung fork and pushed it aside with a sword, and then thrust the sword intent into Sun Defeng's butt with another sword finger.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

“That mournful roar was low and suppressed at first, as if it was the wailing from the deepest part of one’s heart.”

Tang Wan angrily pounced on Zhou Li and wrestled with him. Bai Sha on the side tried to join in but was held down by An Nuan.

"I think!"

Sun Defeng had just said two words when Shangguan Hong waved her hand and a stream of divine energy sealed Sun Defeng's mouth.

I can endure it?

Can you tolerate this? !
Everyone saw that Sun Defeng was stabbed several times by Shangguan Hong, but instead of admitting defeat, he roared while dragging his wounded body.

How tragic!

With a heavy slam of the sword handle, Sun Defeng was out.

Completely out.

Huang Yili laughed loudly when he saw Sun Defeng lying on the ground. But he stopped laughing soon because he saw the angry glares from the people around him.

"How could you do this?!"

A righteous monk couldn't stand it anymore. He stood up and rebuked, "Sun Defeng encountered a sword fairy as strong as a monster in the ring. He tried his best but couldn't defeat him. Even so, he didn't show any fear and fought hard until he was exhausted. We should respect this spirit of never giving up, instead of making a mocking sound like you, don't you agree?!"

It's not about rights, it's not about not having any fear, it's not about fighting hard, it's not about being exhausted, it's not about never giving up, it's really a joke.

"Correct!"

Another righteous monk said with empathy: "I once encountered a strong enemy like him, but I retreated. Every time I think of that day, I feel ashamed. Seeing such a battle full of perseverance today, I feel encouraged from the bottom of my heart, instead of laughing at it!"

The other monks were whispering, and some of them began to have some bad opinions about Huang Yiri. Huang Yiri looked at the Righteous Monk One and the Righteous Monk Two with a sullen face, and there was only one sentence in his mind.

Zhou Li and Tang Wan, I'm going to fuck both of your heads off.

After leading a wonderful rhythm, Zhou Li and Tang Wan continued to be massaged by An Nuan. After Zhuge Qing announced Shangguan Hong's victory, many monks in the audience immediately gave warm praise to Sun Defeng, who lost his ability to move due to too many spankings.

Huang Yiri's face turned green. (End of this chapter)