Chapter 394 The Powerful Thirty-Six Heavenly Dao Masters

Among the mountains, Xu Qiuming, wearing a straw hat and purple clothes, walked on the mountain path. He lowered his head slightly, holding a piece of weed in his mouth, wearing two swords on his waist, and a gourd hanging on the other side, just like a wanderer.

Behind him, there was a person following.

It was Yang Jun.

Yang Jun now looked to be in his early forties. He followed Xu Qiuming, and the two were seven steps apart. Yang Jun seemed very nervous, as if he was afraid of losing him.

"Your kendo talent is mediocre. Even if I teach you swordsmanship, it would be a waste of time."

Xu Qiuming walked in front and said casually.

Yang Jun hurriedly said: "I am not afraid of wasting time. If I can't get the Tao, what's the point of practicing for a long time? I hope the senior will give me a chance. I am willing to be your cow and horse!"

Xu Qiuming didn't respond after hearing this, and continued to walk forward.

The breeze passed through the mountains, as if fluttering the singing of the mountain girl, blowing the robes of Xu Qiuming and Yang Jun. The two of them were thinking about their own things and stopped talking.

After a while.

Xu Qiuming suddenly stopped and looked up. He saw a series of figures appearing on the hillside in front of him. His eyes fell on the man in black in the middle.

The man in black was wearing a fox mask, and his figure made him a little dazed.

He thought of Fang Wang for some reason. Fang Wang also had a mask like this, but the color was different.

Fang Wang could not remember whether Xu Qiuming had seen his mask, but for the sake of safety, he still changed the mask from a white fox to a black fox, with a cunning face, which made people shudder.

Wei Buyu, Han Yu, Ye Xunhuan and others all looked at Xu Qiuming with interest, and their eyes made Xu Qiuming very uncomfortable.

Intuition told Xu Qiuming that these people were very strong and he was definitely not their opponent.

He only had such feelings when facing the heaven and earth of the Westerners.

Could it be that all these people were heaven and earth?

What force could have so many heaven and earth?

Xu Qiuming frowned, and his right hand grasped the hilt of a sword at his waist.

Yang Jun looked at Fang Wang and others, and he couldn't help but get nervous. This group of people looked difficult to deal with, and each of them exuded a strong sense of oppression.

He couldn't help but think of the formation when the 72 immortal cave masters gathered together. After careful comparison, the momentum of the 72 immortal cave masters combined was not as strong as these people.

Especially the guy wearing a fox mask, who was obviously the leader, and he was the only one wearing a mask.

Yang Jun looked at Fang Wang. Fang Wang didn't emit a trace of aura, but among a group of guys with terrifying momentum, he was unfathomable.

"Boy, look at me again, and I'll dig out your eyes."

Chang Sikong's eyes locked on Yang Jun, and his voice was full of murderous intent.

Among the crowd, his strength was not outstanding, but facing a small cultivator like Yang Jun, his eyes made Yang Jun's heart and gall bladder burst, and he lowered his head quickly.

"What do you have to say?" Xu Qiuming asked calmly. He used his own spiritual power to protect Yang Jun, which made Yang Jun feel relieved.

Ye Xunhuan took a step forward, raised his chin, looked down at Xu Qiuming, and said, "Are you Xu Qiuming from Wangdao Sword Sect? You are really impressive for challenging sword masters everywhere in the Western world, but Wangdao is too naive to think that you can sweep the Western world by yourself?"

"Or does Wangdao look down on the Western world?"

Others showed unfriendly expressions, and Ji Rutian also showed a playful smile when he saw this scene.

Xu Qiuming had met Ji Rutian, and the two had fought briefly. He also knew that Ji Rutian had a grudge against Fang Wang, and the Jinxiao Sect was also investigating his whereabouts.

Because of this, he felt that the mysterious man wearing a fox mask was not Fang Wang.

"Wang Dao naturally does not look down on the Western world, and Wang Dao will not despise any sect or any living being. I am not competitive, I just want to learn swordsmanship. May I ask about your origins?" Xu Qiuming replied indifferently.

Even though reason told him that he had no chance of winning, he did not want to lose his integrity.

Ye Xunhuan sneered: "Have you ever heard of the Thirty-Six Heavenly Gang Dao Zun?"

Dao Zun?

Xu Qiuming frowned even more, and Yang Jun's heart was in his throat.

This title sounds scary!

The most important thing is that the senior he admired did not dare to take action.

This is not like Xu Qiuming!

Yang Jun has followed Xu Qiuming for a while, and Xu Qiuming is not the kind of person who likes to talk nonsense. If it were someone else, Xu Qiuming's sword would have been on the other person's neck.

Suddenly!

Ye Xunhuan's eyes condensed, and the sky behind him suddenly turned dark red, as if a dark red wave quickly covered the entire sky. The earth then broke, and tombstones rose up. The mountains on all sides also cracked, and huge stone statues of demons appeared.

Heaven and earth spirit image!

Yang Jun looked up and was dumbfounded. He couldn't believe his eyes.

It was his first time to come into contact with the heaven and earth spirit image. Everything in front of him impacted his cognition and made him uneasy.

Ye Xunhuan looked at Xu Qiuming with disdain and said, "Draw your sword, let me feel the power of Wangdao Sword Sect."

He had just been defeated miserably in front of Fang Wang, and now he was eager to regain his self-esteem, and Xu Qiuming was the best stepping stone.

He wanted to show Fang Wang his strength. It was too humiliating that Ling Lingxiang had no time to display his strength before.

As his voice fell, the tombstones in the mountains and fields trembled violently, and an invisible pressure enveloped Xu Qiuming and Yang Jun, making them feel as if they were entangled by chains, which was very uncomfortable.

Xu Qiuming wanted to draw his sword, but found that he could not lift his right hand, and the sword on his waist became extremely heavy.

"How is it possible..."

Xu Qiuming's pupils trembled. He was also encountering the spiritual elephant of the world for the first time, so he was very frightened.

Fang Wang watched this scene calmly, wanting to see how Xu Qiuming would perform in the face of Ye Xunhuan.

Wei Buyuzhe frowned, and he quietly sent a message to Ye Xunhuan: "The other party is the Twelve Dao Sect after all, give the Taoist master a face, don't make it too ugly."

When Ye Xunhuan heard this, the terrifying oppression between heaven and earth suddenly weakened.

Almost instantly, Xu Qiuming suddenly drew his sword.

The sword light shone between heaven and earth, and all the tombstones and mountains within a radius of 100 miles were cut open. He rushed to Ye Xunhuan in one step, and the sword blade slashed across, incredibly fast.

Boom——

Ye Xunhuan's spiritual power exploded, shattering the surface, dust flying, and the visible Qi force blocked Xu Qiuming's sword.

At this moment, Ye Xunhuan's face became extremely ugly.

He didn't react just now, and he had no time to dodge. The reason why he could burst his spiritual power was that the magic robe on his body would automatically explode the Qi shield when facing the impact.

Although Xu Qiuming's sword could not kill him, the speed of Xu Qiuming's sword was too incredible.

Has this kid reached the stepping sky realm?

Xu Qiuming's right arm trembled, and he tried his best but couldn't cut the opponent's shield, which made his heart sink to the bottom of the valley.

His eyes became determined. Even if he died, he couldn't lose the pride of the sword sect!