Shang Jingwen seems to be in his twenties and eighties. Compared with the middle level environmental practitioners, he is very young and powerful. He is the best in the legendary level and can surpass him. On the surface, there are only Xia Jiulong, Sanskrit and Zhan Zi.


    Shang Jingwen is about seven feet shorter than ye QingHan, but he looks more heroic and delicate. He is very suitable for human aesthetics. Compared with ye QingHan, his sword is more gentle and less domineering. His sword is as fierce as the three foot autumn wind.


    Sing!!


    The sword roared and whispered, crisp and melodious. The sword awn slowly merged with the sun without disturbing anyone.


    The divine sword came out of its scabbard and hid behind his arm. The scabbard directly pierced into the rock. Shang Jingwen slowly walked to the entrance of the canyon and blocked everyone''s way.


    Shang Jingwen''s clothes are the top existence of the holy land of Western Hunan. There are continuous peaks embroidered on his shoulders. They are fairy and beautiful, showing the mystery of the West Chamber here!


    Those adventurers were surprised. How can adventurers who have been adventuring in the holy land of Xixiang all year round not know the top existence of the holy land of Xixiang? The young generation is the only one with such authority!


    "Old Shangguan Jiang has seen the most holy Son. I don''t know how much trouble you have here. I hope to make atonement." the leader of the adventurer team quickly bowed down and said.


    The most holy Son is a true disciple one level higher than the son. He teaches the eternal. Every most holy Son represents the eternal behind them. He has a high status. Even if he is in the upper realm, he dare not blaspheme them.


    Shang Jingwen smiled, gentle and heroic, dumping all sentient beings like a woman. This smile made these adventurers like it. This affinity is absolutely second to none.


    "It''s all right, you don''t have to be polite. I''m here to wait for an expert and want to compete with him, so I should disturb you. You can go deep, Lord Ye, how are you staying?" Shang Jingwen''s voice is very magnetic, melodious and polite, but his words are full of hegemony and will, But his tone and expression made life breathless.


    Several adventurers were surprised. They were familiar with each other, but ye QingHan joined later. They just saw that ye QingHan had strong cultivation and wanted to make use of it. Unexpectedly, he could challenge the Holy Son of the holy land of Western Hunan.


    Ye QingHan smiled. He had seen Shang Jingwen once. At the grand pilgrimage ceremony in the eternal holy city of kendo, he had a good image of this man. Although he was conceited, his essence was not bad.


    "Ye Mou has met Jingwen Taoist friend." ye QingHan said with a fist.


    Shang Jingwen returned it with a smile and waved to other adventurers to leave here.


    Several adventurers dared not participate in the affairs between the two. After bowing and saluting, they rushed into the canyon and accelerated their speed. They didn''t dare to stay here for a long time for fear of the aftermath of the attack.


    "Lord Ye, if you defeat me, you can enter Xixiang Canyon and go to the eternal holy land of kendo. If you can''t, go back the same way. I won''t embarrass you," Shang Jingwen said faintly.


    Ye QingHan smiled confidently, shook his head and said, "Jingwen Taoist friends shouldn''t participate in the things between me and Xia Jiulong. It''s not a good thing to burn yourself."


    Shang Jingwen calmly replied, "this is not a fire. First of all, I think you can''t escape today. Secondly, I hope the crown prince of Kowloon owes me a favor, because I need him to help me once."


    Ha ha ha


    Ye QingHan laughed a few times and said firmly, "I''m sorry. You can''t get this favor. You can''t stop me."


    "Try and know!" Shang Jingwen waved his magic sword in front of his chest. He was full of noble sword Qi to meet the righteousness of heaven and earth. The general trend showed that the pure sword Qi would never be lost to Lin Wutian. If Lin Wutian didn''t use Qinglian sword song, he would certainly not be his opponent.


    Ye QingHan felt the pain on his face like a knife. The sword was sharp and hurt people invisibly. He couldn''t even stop his body. However, he didn''t use the eternal holy instrument Taoist robe. He asked the monk Jingwen to fight a fair war!


    WOW!!


    The gloves appear on both palms. The soft gauze like gloves are attached to both hands and flow. Although they are the material of eternal saints, these gloves do not have the attack of eternal saints. They can only increase his strength three or five times at most. It is not an advantage to use the gloves against Shang Jingwen with bare hands.


    "Please!"


    Ye QingHan stretched out his hand.


    Shang Jingwen looked at ye QingHan''s gloves and frowned. He could see that these gloves were unusual and didn''t feel that he took advantage of them.


    WOW!!


    Shang Jingwen''s sword was horizontal, and its light soared into the sky. The lightning on the blade swam away, full of esoteric kendo. It must have come from the eternal saint of the holy land of Western Hunan.


    "Be careful!"


    Sing!!!


    The sword in Shang Jingwen''s hand was shocked, and the shadow of the sword went ten directions. Thousands of sword shadows took away the air. All of them were lethal. When they touched mountains, rocks and ancient trees, everything turned into powder. The fierce sword Qi was enough to tear ye QingHan''s body armor now!


    Boom!!


    Ye QingHan has a strong momentum. He rushes into the Star River with vigorous Qi to protect his body. The most holy treasure body flows treasure light. He blocks the terrible sword Qi outside. His hands are staggered. The air flow between the two instruments rotates faster and faster. Unexpectedly, he forcibly detains the sword shadow in ten directions into the vortex.


    The powerful Liangyi gossip airflow is like a black hole, and even light can''t get rid of its shackles!


    Ye QingHan''s speed is getting faster and faster. The profound meaning of Taiji immortal code is shown here. Now the mystery is not only the cross formula, but also the real mystery in the immortal code. Even Shang Jingwen, the authentic son of God, can''t break his defense!


    Shang Jingwen''s cold light flashed, his eyebrows were like a sword, and his eyes were like a hot sun. On one side of the momentum in the air, thousands of swords and shadows were combined to gather the power of heaven and earth, and the combination of man and sword directly tore the nothingness, rushed into the sky, and affected the stars in the sky. The sun and moon rose together, and visions rose together!


    Boom!!


    WOW!!


    The divine sword is so powerful that it wants to forcibly tear the Liangyi gossip in front of Ye QingHan!


    Ye QingHan is more powerful. He turns his right hand into a palm, stretches out directly from the back of the Liangyi Bagua vortex, and reaches out to grasp the divine sword!


    Boom——————————


    It''s too late, then it''s too fast! They collided with each other in an instant. Ye QingHan''s big hand strongly grasped the blade of the sword, and his flesh was full of green tendons. He stood proudly like the God of war, with his legs staggered. With the help of Liangyi gossip, he stubbornly stopped Shang Jingwen''s attack!


    Shang Jingwen''s face suddenly changed. Knowing that it was too late to return to the sword, he could only mobilize 100% of his combat power. His body rushed forward at high speed, trying to crush ye QingHan''s flesh.


    Boom, boom!!


    Rub, rub!!


    Ye QingHan didn''t stop Shang Jingwen''s sword even if he broke the power of splitting the sky. His body kept retreating. His big feet crushed the rocks, his palms folded together, and clamped his divine sword. Later, he retreated to reduce the impact. After retreating for kilometers, he saw his legs on the earth, bent forward and collapsed. He used the three moves of the cross formula, the formula of sticking words, the formula of returning words and the formula of shaking words. The moves were like clouds and flowing water, He doubled Shang Jingwen''s sword and returned it.


    Boom!!


    Shang Jingwen encountered a violent counterattack. His body couldn''t borrow strength in the air and flipped continuously in the air! His face changed, and the sword in his hand was trembling rapidly. The tiger''s mouth was almost cracked, and the blood overflowed.


    At this time, although ye QingHan was a little better, his body was like lightning. He retreated hundreds of meters away before he stood still! The whole right arm, except the palm, was as numb and sore as an electric shock. It took a long time to relax.


    Shang Jingwen''s face was pale, stood firm, looked at ye QingHan''s Palm Gloves, and said in a condensed voice, "this is the defense gloves of the eternal holy ware level?"