Just as Lin Mo's car was escorted by the brigade of security battalions, he slowly headed towards the State Guesthouse, a horse was racing on the road leading to Wenzhou. The horseman was holding a thin sword like a willow branch.

This person is not someone else, but Shi Chang.

Shi Chang lost and thought he would be killed, but Lin Mo actually let him go. So he returned to his residence to pack up a little, so he decided to return to Wenzhou to concentrate on practicing.

He swore to avenge his adopted father one day.

"Harry—" Shi Chang tied the reins and was about to gallop.

At this moment, a tripping rope suddenly jumped up from the ground. The stone always cried out in a secret voice, and jumped up with a horse's back and fell steadily to the ground. However, due to its excessive inertia, the horse fell to the ground and made a painful neighing sound.

Shi Chang hurriedly drew out the sword in his hand and looked around vigilantly, especially the rather slashing jungle on both sides: "Which thief actually made up his mind to me."

Shi Chang had long heard of this area that there were often thieves who were elusive and robbed the vendors and pedestrians who were passing by. Shi Chang thought he was lucky today and had encountered the thieves who were robbed.

Today, he suffered such humiliation and lost to a girl movie. He also met his enemy who killed his master. Shi Chang was so upright that he happened to kill these people from the Dao to vent his anger.

"A thief? Mr. Shi Chang was joking. We are not a thief."

A strange voice suddenly sounded near Shi Chang, and there was a faint chuckling in his words.

"Who is it? Come out quickly!" Shi Chang shouted loudly, then held his breath and concentrated his mind, observing the jungle on both sides quietly. The vitality had quietly covered the surface of his body, and layers of vitality were also wrapped in the sword.

Suddenly, a figure jumped down from the tree on the side of the road. As the figure jumped down, a sword energy condensed into a crescent moon and came through the air, with a very terrifying momentum.

Shi Chang's face suddenly changed, and the energy in his body surged out, gathering all on the thin sword in his hand. Meng swung a sword blade to face the moon blade that broke through the air.

"Bang--"

The two instantly connected, making an explosion.

The visitor landed gently on the ground and said with a relaxed look on his face: "Oh, Mr. Shi Chang is young and has a very good strength. He is worthy of being the successor of Shi Yuanming, and he can actually take over my sword."

Shi Chang saw clearly the appearance of the visitor. He was a man in his early forties, wearing a light black robe, a dog-tail grass in his mouth, and looked careless, looking like a ruffian.

The man held his hands in front of his chest, holding an exquisite long sword in his hand. Although he looked untuned and looked like a gangster, his breath was quite restrained and his eyes were even more energetic.

"Who is your Excellency? Why did you intercept me here?"

Although he caught the sword, Shi Chang felt his hand trembling with the thin sword. He could not feel the realm of the person coming. It was obvious that the realm of the person coming was higher than that of him, and it was not a little bit.

"Why do you want to kill you? Then I'll say it a long story. Forget it, I won't say it anymore. I'm a man who is good at talking and only knows how to do things. Mr. Shi Chang, please draw your sword, don't say that I didn't give you a chance to draw your sword."

Shi Chang knew that this man must be for others, and the things he did were obviously here to kill him. Who was this man? Did Xuan Shangqing see that he had lost his face and wanted to kill him? But no matter what, Shi Chang knew that he had the only one battle, even if he was about to die, he would never surrender. He immediately activated his vitality in his body, began to accumulate strength, and prepared to use the One-word Sword Technique to wait for an opportunity to escape.

Seeing that Shi Chang had already set out to kill, the person who came was not panicked, but instead smiled and said, "Mr. Shi Chang, I am not unable to spare your life. As long as you hand over the One-word Sword Skill."

Shi Chang was slightly stunned, paused his hands, his eyes turned, and said lightly: "Senior, I can't give it to you. The One-word Sword Technique was taught to the younger generation by his adoptive father. If you give it to you, you will be an unfilial piety."

At this moment, Shi Chang realized that the person who came had a profound realm and could obviously kill him with one sword, but the person who came did not take action. It was obviously just for his one-word sword technique, not for his own life.

But the One-character Sword Art was passed down by his adopted father. How could Shi Chang communicate with him? Now that his adoptive father is dead, his One-character Sword Art has not yet been Mahayana. If he is handed over, even if he can survive, the One-character Sword Art will become a thing for others.

This is not possible unless someone steps over his Shi Chang's body.

"Hey, the opportunity has been given to you. Junior, then I'll blame you for your senior." The visitor shook his head helplessly: "I really don't understand why you value a sword technique so seriously, and you are not suitable for practicing this."

Shi Chang was stunned at first, then his voice became cold: "Nonsense, I am only twenty-four years old, and I have reached the peak of the Great Swordsman, and I can also create three phantoms. You even say that you are not suitable for practicing, so don't blame me for offending me."

After saying that, Shi Chang's sword force was aimed at the visitor and flew out. Three phantoms suddenly appeared, bringing waves of thunder and attacking the visitor quickly, with a very sharp move.

The visitor looked at Shi Changgong, but did not make any moves. He just smiled. At this time, another voice sounded: "Old Zuo, this word sword technique is not simple. Don't be careless, it has lost our reputation as the thirty-six guards."

The sound came from the tree. It was also a middle-aged man in his early forties, wearing the same light black robe and holding the same exquisite sword in his hand.

The man was lying on a thick tree, holding a leaf in his mouth, closing his eyes slightly, and enjoying the wonderful feeling of the warm winter sun shining through the gaps between the branches.

"Just kidding, Lao You, do you think I'm capsized in the gutter?" Zuo Wuchang bit the dog's tail grass and put his right hand on the hilt of the sword. His eyes changed and he immediately became full of tyranny.

"Old You, you're ready, don't blink and miss my wonderful performance."

After saying that, Zuo Wuchang leaned forward slightly, his sword was slightly out of the sheath. The next moment, his body disappeared in place. Only the leaves brought by the wind were still floating in agitation.

Shi Chang's face, which was attacking Zuo Wuchang, suddenly changed, because the opponent was too fast to capture the opponent's figure. The next second, a sword light flashed, and the tip of the sword was pointed less than an inch from his neck.

Zuo Wuchang stopped the sword force, pointed at Shi Chang's neck, and smiled and said, "How about it, junior? Your sword force looks powerful, but it's too fancy. It looks powerful at this stage, but you are destined to not achieve much."

Shi Chang threw away the sword, closed his eyes, and showed a desperate expression: "Senior, take action, kill me, kill me, and you can take away my Yizi Sword Art."

Zuo Wuchang grinned, and the sword body suddenly slapped Shi Chang on the shoulder, slapped Shi Chang on the ground, unable to move, as if he was suppressed by a mountain, his body was extremely heavy and he could not speak. Zuo Wuchang put his sword back into the sheath, squatted in front of Shi Chang, and took out the secret book of the sword technique from his arms. Seeing that the secret book passed by Shi Yuanming to him was taken away, Shi Chang's pair was wide open and almost exploded.

Unfortunately, I can't move or speak.

After taking a look at the secret of the One-word Sword Skill, Zuo Wuchang put it in his arms, and then took out a secret book called "The Wind and Thunder Sword Skill" from his arms and put it in Mr. Shi Chang: "Practice this, it is more suitable than the One-word Skill."

As he said that, Zuo Wuchang took out another letter from his arms and put it in front of Shi Chang, and continued, "By the way, Mr. Shi Chang, you don't know yet. Shi Yuanming is actually a eunuch, and the Yizi Sword Technique is also a feminine technique. It is really not suitable for you to practice. I believe your lower dantian has already had a vague pain. This is the side effect of practicing the Yizi Sword Technique."

Listening to Zuo Wuchang's words, Shi Chang was shocked because what Zuo Wuchang said was true. Since he practiced the three phantoms, his lower dantian had a faint pain, and it was particularly painful when it rained.

"Oh, by the way, Mr. Shi Chang, you shouldn't be called Shi Chang, but Ouyang Yuanhao. This letter contains your life experience. As for whether you believe it or not, you can confirm it yourself after returning to Wenzhou."

After saying that, Zuo Wuchang stood up and called out to You Wuchang who was lying on the tree and bathing in the sun: "Old You, take the sword down, the matter has been completed. It's time for us to go back and hand in the work, don't let the sect leader wait for a long time."

"It should have been done long ago, you have to talk too much." After hearing this, You Wuchang on the tree stood up and picked up the long sword placed on another tree, floated down, and threw the long sword to Zuo Wuchang.

Zuo Wuchang took the sword and inserted it into the ground in front of Shi Chang: "This is the purple-green steel sword that our sect leader gave you to Mr. Ouyang, which will help you practice the Fenglei Sword Technique."

After saying that, the two of them whistled together, and two fast horses rushed towards them. They jumped onto their figures, jumped onto the fast horses, and ran towards Qiantian City, bringing two streams of smoke and dust.

As soon as the two disappeared from sight, Shi Chang found that he could move. He took out the Fenglei Sword Technique from his arms and wanted to throw it away, but when he remembered Zuo Wuchang's words, he put it away again.

Opening the envelope and looking at the contents inside, Shi Changru was struck by lightning for a while, and said lightly: "Lin Mo, if what is said in the letter is true, my Shi Chang's life is yours."

Wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes, Shi Chang pulled out the purple-green steel sword, picked up his own sword, rode on a horse, and galloped to Wenzhou. He wanted to verify the authenticity of the letter.

There are two main contents in the letter. First, Shi Chang's real name is Ouyang Yuanhao. The Ouyang clan is one of the big families in Wenzhou. The clan was destroyed for a series of reasons.

Second, the main reason for the Ouyang clan is Shi Yuanming.

...

On the carriage back to the National Hotel.

"What, Ziyong, do you say Shi Yuanming is actually a eunuch and will never be able to break into the realm of the Sword Saint in your life?"

Princess Rena didn't believe her ears. She couldn't imagine that the legendary Yizi Kuai Sword Shi Yuanming was actually a eunuch. The wives and concubines he married and the son he kept were just to cover up his eunuch.

Shi Yuanming is very handsome. Two years ago, when Princess Rena was still in the Western Regions, she heard Shi Yuanming’s reputation as “the pretty man with a jade face and a fast sword Shi Yuanming.”

"Yes, it's true." Lin Mo nodded, showing a reminiscence: "Speaking of this, he waved his sword and castrated himself in order to practice the One-word Sword Technique!"
Chapter completed!