Zhou An was very crazy, so crazy that everyone in Wu'an City knew about him, and many sword cultivators went to challenge him, but none of them lost.

Zhou An fought nine times in three days, and every time he crushed the opponent with pure sword intent, no one could make more than three moves in his hands.

The number of people who challenged later gradually decreased. They all knew that Zhou An was very strong, and they recognized Zhou An's strength. From three games a day to one game every three days, within a month, Wu'an City's Central Transformation God Stage The sword cultivators with the following names and surnames were all beaten by him.

He gradually gained a deeper control over the decadent sword intent, which actually reduced the erosion of his body by the corrupt sword intent.

This is a good thing, and it also shows that his direction is not wrong.

If you can advance to the fifth level in this way, your life will probably not be in danger in a short time.

Just when Zhou An was considering whether to challenge Jiansan on Qingcheng Mountain near Wu'an City, another challenger came outside the palace.

"Let him go back. I won't accept anyone's challenge today. I'm going to Mount Qingcheng." Zhou An said to Jian Nineteen.

Jiansan, Huang Qiming, is considered an older generation of immortal cultivators. He has the cultivation base of the transformation stage and has honed the way of sword for hundreds of years. He is definitely not an ordinary sword cultivator, so Zhou An has also made sufficient preparations.

Jian Nineteen's complexion changed slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "But the sword cultivator outside is one of the seven sons of Hezhou, You Wen, and he is still a disciple of Wangtianzong."

Zhou An was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect to come out like this, looked at the sky, and said: "Why do people in Hezhou like to go to Qingzhou, so the feng shui here is better?"

Jian Nineteen said: "The relationship between the seven sons of Hezhou is very good."

Zhou An smiled and said, "Are you here to find a place? Come on, let's go out and have a look."

"You Wen should have the strength to transform into a god." Jian Nineteen said.

Zhou An's face didn't change at all: "So what, I'm the number one swordsman in Qingzhou, so I can't admit it."

Jian Nineteen fell silent: "..."

The streets were blocked by crowds, and the name You Wen alone was enough to drive most people crazy. This is a cultivator of the Sword Transformation God, and becoming a Sword Immortal is just around the corner.

A man in a dark red long coat stood in mid-air, holding two long swords, and the violent swords pierced through the space wantonly.

Zhou An walked slowly to the gate of the palace, sensed that something was wrong, looked up at You Wen, and said, "For the challenge, we only compete with swordsmanship, not spiritual power."

You Wen's eyes were cold, and he said calmly: "I heard that you defeated Yi Lianjie, I came here to challenge you, but I want to fight without reservation.

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Zhou An was a little dumbfounded, feeling that the other party did not come to challenge, but rather to desperately, and then said:

"It's okay to fight. It's not hurting our peace."

You Wen said coldly: "What are you worrying about, there is nothing that can scare sword cultivators like me."

I am afraid that you will die.

Zhou An said angrily: "Just say whether you agree or not, or I won't fight."

You Wen pondered for a moment, nodded and said, "Yes."

"I'll wait for you outside the city."

After speaking, he flew out of the city. If the two cultivators who turned into artifacts used their full strength, the damage would be too great, so they had to fight outside the city.

Zhou An raised his eyebrows and followed, but he walked out of the city on foot, neither fast nor slow.

"Brother Zhou, do you have a chance to win?" Jian Nineteen asked after him.

He felt that Zhou An's cultivation was only Nascent Soul, and nine times out of ten he was no match for You Wen, so this fight would definitely be defeated.

"Are you worried about me?" Zhou An turned around and patted Jian Nineteen on the shoulder, "I am the number one sword repairer in Qingzhou."

At this moment, Wang Mang walked towards him, holding a stack of thick files in his hand.

Zhou An took the file and asked, "What are these things?"

Wang Mang said in a low voice: "This is the information about You Wen specially collected by the lord for you. You Wen possesses two sword intents, Spring and Autumn and Wangyou. His strength is outstanding. He once fought against monks of the same rank with one against nine."

"You have to be careful about it."

"Two kinds of sword intent?" Zhou An couldn't help but frowned. Generally speaking, a sword cultivator would only have one kind of sword intent.

He also knew that he might have to go all out in this battle, and he guessed that he also had the strength to transform into a god, but he was not sure whether he could deal with such a powerful swordsman.

When Zhou An walked outside the city, when the sun was at its highest, You Wen stood motionless in mid-air, with his sword intent constantly accumulating, it seemed that he valued this battle very much, and regarded Zhou An as his number one enemy.

Zhou An slowly pulled out his sword, his momentum changed drastically, he stared at You Wen, and said, "I still want to ask, why did you come to challenge me? The reason shouldn't be that simple."

You Wen was silent for a moment, and then said: "Someone told me that you are my chance to become a Sword Immortal, so I must defeat you today to achieve my path to Sword Immortal."

The voice fell.

The two long swords in You Wen's hands turned into Youlong and Qingfeng, hovering and falling from the sky, the two swords reached a wonderful balance, and thousands of sword lights flickered in the space.

The majestic momentum is irresistible.

Realizing that his body could not move at all, Zhou An urged his long sword to penetrate upwards, intending to confront the opponent head-on.

Two different sword lights collided, one big and one small, one up and one down, at first Zhou An was at a huge disadvantage, and the sword field formed by the sword intent shattered inch by inch.

But then, things went wrong.

You Wen's face changed drastically, UU reading www. uukanshu.com felt that his own sword intent and spiritual power were disappearing inexplicably, and the opponent's sword intent was extremely strange, as if it could make everything wither.

After such a long period of ebb and flow, he may really not be an opponent.

In an instant, majestic spiritual power burst out, and the sword light echoed the sun in the sky.

Changhong runs through the sun!

A gigantic sword formed by sunlight descended from the sky and smashed towards Zhou An.

The space also fluctuates one after another.

Seeing this, Zhou An advanced instead of retreating, his eyes were filled with blood, looking extremely ferocious, "Withered!"

The rusty long sword turned pitch black and turned into sword shadows, there were tens of thousands of them. From a distance, it looked like a black dragon with its **** mouth wide open.

The ground kept shaking.

The terrifying energy fluctuations set off a hurricane on the ground, some trees rose from the ground, and were blown into the sky, bringing yellow sand all over the sky.

With a crisp sound, the slightly slender sword in You Wen's left hand was shattered, and rust spots appeared on the broken blade.

Zhou An stopped, with a smile on his face: "In this way, I won."

He has indeed won the fight to this extent, after all, the two sides also agreed before that it is to go to the end, not to fight to the death.

The main reason is that the rotten sword intent is difficult to control. Zhou An was afraid that he would accidentally kill the opponent, and the opponent was a disciple of Wangtianzong. He also wanted to visit Wangtianzong. After killing him, things would become troublesome.

"It's not over yet!" You Wen's face was covered with blood, he squeezed out a formula in his hand, and held up the blade in his hand.

"Sword Mountain Curse!"

Countless sword shadows appeared around Zhou An, slashing at him.

There is no way to avoid it.

"you wanna die."

Zhou An's face turned cold, and he felt the murderous intent. It turned out that he was waiting for him here.

This man just wanted to kill him!