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The flame was burning like a raging fire in the wilderness. The wind in the air burned half of the sky, instantly burying the dozens of blade lights and burning them to ashes. And that Aurora Lightning pierced through the void, submerging the place where Sikong Bo stood. It shocked everyone so much that they were covered in cold sweat and their hearts were burning with anxiety as they gasped for air.

"This is bad!" Elder Sikong is in danger! " The expression on Sun Ji's face changed. He watched as Sikong Bo was swallowed by that flame and couldn't help but let out a scream. He raised the blade in his hand and was about to go up to save the man.

Noticing that the situation was not looking good, Yang Xiandie quickly shouted, "Zhao Jiannan, show mercy!"

Zhao Jiannan's brows twitched as he suddenly leaped into the air. With the Aurora Divine Sword in hand, he slashed lightly in the air, drawing a unique yet profound arc. The flames were drawn towards the sky, and the monstrous heat wave was instantly dissipated into nothingness. Extreme stillness to the point of extreme movement, instant completion, and ease of movement. The spirit of this sword attack immediately shook the entire place into absolute silence.

Sikong Bo was shocked by the blazing flames earlier. When he saw the blades that he was so proud of instantly break apart, his heart cried out, "Not good!" and he immediately stood up, not daring to easily block the silver serpent lightning that was flying along with the wind. However, he never expected that the Aurora Lightning was actually unable to break away from him as if it was locked onto his figure. It told him that he could not descend to the ground, and had nowhere to run to.

In the midst of his despair, Zhao Jiannan's Aurora Divine Sword suddenly stopped right in front of him, and the terrifying flames disappeared completely. Only then did he clearly see that this deadly Aurora Sword was like a hot red-hot iron in a boiler, emitting a scorching heat that made even his beard and hair burn.

In the blink of an eye, Zhao Jiannan sheathed his sword and looked at him indifferently. He casually said, "You were already dead."

Sikong Bo's expression was dejected, he bitterly smiled, cupped his fist towards him and said: "Good, very good." As expected, a young hero had appeared! Thank you little brother for showing mercy. " Saying so, he shook his head to the others and slowly left the stage.

Heroes don't ask where they came from; swords are not the same. Killing a person in ten steps, unstoppable for a thousand miles.

Everyone present looked over and saw that the sword-browed, starry, heroic youth had already sheathed his sword. He was standing with his hands behind his back, his face expressionless. His eyes were so calm and resolute, looking down on everyone, completely disregarding everyone else. In his eyes, besides swords, he was his opponent. He was at the peak of perfection, and all the experts were lonely. Only Marshal Hong Beifei was strong enough to fight with him, and he looked down on everyone present in an instant.

He narrowed his eyes and shouted loudly, "Hong Beifei, hurry up and come out to fight me!"

Everyone in the hall was dumbstruck. No one dared to take a step forward.

"What a terrifying sword art!" The black mass of people stared at him with fiery eyes and were flabbergasted. They let out waves of exclamations. Such an arrogant swordsman, such a terrifying strike, it was as if the entire sky was on fire. How did this Zhao Jiannan manage to cultivate such an unparalleled sword technique? The Aurora Divine Sword indeed lived up to its name!

Seeing how arrogant the opponent was, how could Du Chengfeng be willing to comply? He jumped out and shouted, "Zhao Jiannan, don't be so arrogant! There was no need for Hall Master Hong to act personally when dealing with a puny Zhao Jiannan! Today, I, Du Chengfeng, have specially come to meet you so that you can understand what it means to have someone above you in the heavens! "

Zhao Jiannan's eyes flashed with a faint light. He did not expect the other party to be the famous sword of Jianghu — Heartless Sword Du Chengfeng. After some thought, a layer of murderous aura suddenly emerged from his body, and he replied: "Alright! I'm ready! "

Heartless Sword Du Chengfeng drew his sword as a cold killing intent flashed in his eyes. He pointed it straight at Zhao Jiannan and bellowed, "Zhao Jiannan, it's time for your death!" As soon as he finished his words, he jumped up into the air and started roaring towards the sky like a tiger jumping on a mountain stream. "The ice-cold shadow of the sword quickly drew a line, and flashed by.

Zhao Jian was expressionless as he waited for his opponent to appear before him. Suddenly, he disappeared. Before everyone could see his figure clearly, a cold light swiftly floated over like lightning. In the blink of an eye, the two of them passed by each other and stopped in their tracks.

At this moment, Du Chengfeng raised his head and suddenly smiled. He had clearly heard Zhao Jiannan whispering in his ear, "You talk too much nonsense." He really wanted to say something to him.

The eyelids of Sun Ji and Sikong Bo twitched as they looked carefully. They saw that Heartless Sword Du Chengfeng's sword had dropped from his hand and still hadn't fallen to the ground. He was already frozen on the spot, blood flowing like a fountain as he limply fell to the ground, unable to even cry out for help. Only then did the Heartless Sword fall to the ground with a clattering sound.

Everyone was astonished. They had not expected Zhao Jiannan to be able to remove the Sword of Heartless Sword so easily with just a single sword strike.

Sun Ji's expression changed and he shouted, "Damned bastard! Why do you want to kill him?!"

Zhao Jiannan held the sword in his hand. His expression did not change as he remained calm. He said indifferently, "He wants to kill me!"

When everyone heard this, there was total silence as they quietly watched Du Chengfeng die. Their thoughts were extremely complicated.

Sun Ji coldly looked at him. His expression was very ugly and he didn't say a word. If he had not seen it with his own eyes, he would not have believed that such an amazing sword technique existed in this world. This heroic youth who came from the top of Mount Hua and swept through the entire Central Plains Martial Sword Sect with just one sword move had actually wanted to use their famous golden signboard as a stepping stone to become famous for his unparalleled swordsmanship.

Zhao Jiannan's sword was as fast and exquisite as the name of Aurora. It was superb, like a blade of grass. Not to mention that he was brave and fearless, his attacks were sharp and unstoppable. Meeting such an opponent was simply another person's nightmare. They, Ji Nan Da, were a gathering of famous experts and famous generals. However, there was no one who could suppress this brat's radiance. If not, it would lead to the name of Jinan Da. I'm afraid that after today, Marshal Hong Beifei will lose all his face and lose all his reputation.

At this time, Sikong Bo pointed at the blade and suddenly discovered that the usually quiet Zen Master Wu Wei was also there. He looked at the Zenith Light Sword with great interest but remained silent. Looking around, as long as they were famous people, they would all appear here one by one. The six sections of the imperial edict and the eight great guards of the famous hall had all heard of it and arrived at the scene. They saw with their own eyes how the Zenith Light Sword Zhao Jiannan slashed Du Chengfeng with a single sword strike.

Yet, a loud berating voice could be heard, "Get out of the way, all of you! Don't block my way! " The crowd didn't need to guess to know that the person who had just arrived was the famous young master, Hong Jingtao. Wasn't this fellow enjoying himself outside? How could he still rush back today?

Behind him was the wise and resourceful Right Envoy Wang Xiuxian. They crawled out of the crowd and shockingly discovered Du Chengfeng's corpse lying on the ground. In the middle of the crowd stood a young man with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes. He was as eye-catching as a crane among a flock of chickens.

Hong Jingtao saw the blood that was spilled all over the ground, pointed at Zhao Jiannan's nose and scolded, "Did you kill this person? Brat, what's your name? How dare you come to our hall and kill us? Are you tired of living! "