Chapter 193 Jiang Feng VS Dugu Qiubai, a shocking battle, the sinking of Dongting Lake (please vote for me)

The eight-hundred-mile Dongting Lake is rippling.

Dressed in black, Dugu Qiubai sat cross-legged on the blue waves in the center of Dongting Lake. He closed his eyes and meditated, surrounded by endless sword intent filling every inch of space.

Dongting Lake is crowded with people.

On the cliffs, on the treetops and on the rooftops, there are heroes carrying swords and swords.

On the edge of a small forest, there was a tired old donkey. A young man dressed as a book boy rode the donkey backwards. He lowered his head and said to a middle-aged man holding the donkey: "Master, it's been so long since I came to Dugu Qiubai."

, why hasn’t Jiang Feng come yet? This spectrum is too big!"

The middle-aged man had an average appearance, except that the corners of his mouth were habitually raised, making him look like he was always smiling. Along with this, his unremarkable face became softer and gentler.

He was holding a peach blossom picked from somewhere in his hand, twirling his fingers gently, looking up at the young man's impatient waiting face, and said with a smile:

"The agreed time is August 15th, and it's only been half a day."

The young man who was the servant of the book boy was quite arrogant. He could ride a donkey himself and let the master lead the donkey on foot. He also asked the master to carry a suitcase and bookcase.

Hearing what his master said, he stared at first, then became discouraged and asked worriedly: "Is Jiang Feng really going to let us wait until night?"

"Coming!"

The man suddenly laughed.

He is none other than Deng Tai'a, who was known as the Peach Blossom Sword God from the Liyang Dynasty.

"What's coming? Jiang Feng..."

Before the boy could react, a hearty and loud voice came from the sky.

"Senior Dugu, I've kept you waiting for a long time!"

After the words fell, the eight-hundred-mile Dongting Lake passed through a brief period of dead silence, and then instantly erupted into a noise like waves.

Countless strong men stood up one after another, with excited faces, and tried their best to stand in a higher position.

Jianghai Zhuyu, Yulang Jiangfeng.

Although in the past, he was famous all over the world for his beautiful appearance, gentle character, and moisturizing all things.

but……

Outside Xiuyu Valley.

One sword can defeat three thousand enemies.

On a line of gorge.

Kill the immortal god.

In the live broadcast room.

He is as clever as a demon and has unpredictable methods.

Let Jiang Feng become famous in Jiuzhou.

Become a leading figure of the younger generation, comparable to the top strong men in the world, and compete with those old antiques.

"Jiang Feng!"

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Countless people from all over Jiuzhou looked at it.

Jiang Feng was seen walking in the air.

Dressed in purple clothes and wearing a divine sword at his waist.

Sword eyebrows, starry eyes, as graceful as jade.

His peerless style makes the sun eclipse.

"Yu Lang!"

"Yu Lang!"

"Yu Lang!"

The overwhelming cheers resounded throughout Dongting Lake, and the clouds in the sky seemed to be shaken away.

"hiss!"

"Technical work!"

Xu Fengnian was stunned. When he was the dandy prince in Beiliang, he did not have such a big scene.

"Jealous!"

The eyes of Wood Sword Ranger Wen Hua, the best friend who got together with Xu Fengnian, were shining, and he wished he could take his place in his place.

"When I become the best swordsman in the world, I will surely charm thousands of girls with my handsome appearance!"

Wen Hua said quite narcissistically.

Xu Fengnian raised his middle finger directly.

"You're here!"

The calm voice was not loud, but it was drowned out by the exclamations of thousands of girls. Dugu Qiubei, who had been sitting cross-legged in the center of Dongting Lake with his eyes closed to relax, suddenly opened his eyes.

He stood up, and the Dongting Lake for 800 miles seemed to rise with him.

"I am coming!"

Jiang Feng stood still a hundred feet away from Dugu Qiubei, with a long body and a dignified posture, like a god.

"Talented people have emerged from generation to generation, and each has led the way for hundreds of years!"

Dugu Qiubai looked at Jiang Feng with calm and sharp eyes, with a touch of emotion:

"You are stronger than I thought!"

"You can never let your senior down."

Jiang Feng smiled.

"good!"

Dugu Qiubai is full of fighting spirit. He is famous for seeking defeat. Today, he wants to see if Jiang Feng can give him a defeat.

In an instant.

The eight-hundred-mile Dongting Lake rotates like a tornado and rises suddenly.

"This sword is called Kunlun!"

Dugu Qiubai pulled out the divine sword on his back:

"I will shake Kunlun with my sword."

The divine sword was unsheathed, and the 800-mile Dongting Lake was instantly filled with infinite sword energy. The tornadoes rising into the sky seemed to have turned into infinite sword energy.

This earth-shattering scene left countless people stunned.

Is this humanly possible?

Fortunately, everyone knew that Dugu Qiubai and Jiang Feng were fighting in Dongting Lake. There were not many people in the lake, only some warriors who did not believe in evil wanted to watch the battle on the boat.

Now they have all sunk to the bottom of the lake.

All I can say is that if you don’t seek death, you won’t die.

"This sword is called Seven Star Panlong!"

"Slay the dragon!"

Jiang Feng drew his sword out of its sheath, and all the eight hundred water dragons around him exploded and were cut off with one sword.

when!

The two of them staggered, their swords collided, and the Dongting Lake exploded, sending water splashing all over the sky.

The Lingxiao sword energy soared into the sky.

The clouds of the nine heavens are shattered.

"This is what a man should do!"

Liu Bang, a disciple of Shen Nong Hall, a farmer, stood next to Zhu Jia, the master of the hall, clasping the trembling Chixiao Sword in his hand, marveling and yearning.

He has the same name as the founder of the Han Dynasty.

He often says that he is his reincarnation.

"How long has it been since then, and Jiang Feng has become so powerful!"

Invisible among the clouds, Di Shitian, wearing an ice sculpture mask, narrowed his small eyes with solemnity and murderous intent.

Such an awesome person shouldn't exist.

"Jiang Feng's cultivation seems to have surpassed that of Dugu Qiubai. There seems to be no suspense in this battle."
To be continued...