The book continued last time, and Chu Xunyu's strongest move finally exploded. He rushed over unstoppably. Even the heart in the hall was swayed to the side by the air waves. Chu Xunyu rushed out with a sword...

Everyone felt a strong wave of air blowing the flying sand and stones, and they rushed towards them. They all lowered their heads to avoid the splashing dust. They looked up and looked at them again. They were stunned. It turned out that the old man pushed his hands flat, and the two broken spaces actually twisted the remnant sword. Chu Xunyu was blocked by this powerful space force. He looked incredibly at the front half of his sword inserted into the inexplicable space and was twisted. The old man also praised incredibly: "Young man, you really have a good sword!"

Chu Xunyu only felt that he used powerful impact power and was led to some unknown space by the old man. The old man was locked in Mu Yuan's technique and could not use any fists or feet, but he could still do this. It seems that the great master of magical power is indeed very powerful, and he sighed: "You took this sword so easily."

The old man smiled and said, "There is nothing to be surprised to take your sword."

"Oh? Is it?" Chu Xunyu smiled, his smile full of confidence and weirdness, "What if it were twenty swords? forty swords? one hundred swords?"

"What?" Before the old man could react, Chu Xunyu suddenly bit Sanshengwan in his mouth, and his momentum suddenly surged. Chu Xunyu drew out his long sword, and this time he chose to use the sword wind and stabbed it...

I still remember that when I was in the main hall, Chu Xunyu went to ask Master Damoda to ask him to guide him in his practice. One day, the two of them fought with wooden sticks for more than 200 rounds. Chu Xunyu was plucked from his body. He sat in the yard drinking water while resting. He also talked about this matter. Master Damoda was not a sword cultivator, so he could not guide Chu Xunyu in swordsmanship. He could only use his best degree to improve Chu Xunyu from the perspective of a martial artist. Chu Xunyu found that the more he went, the less he could keep up with Master Damoda.

The wooden stick in his hand, especially with both hands, was fine at first, but Chu Xunyu could still be disassembled, but the more he dragged the next, the two sticks in the hand of Master Damoda looked like Thunder God. He was no match for him. He was pulled all over his body, and his body would have been chopped up long ago. Not only that, many people who have something to do with the qualities are not good, such as the most basic running, Chu Xunyu was simply chasing a wild horse that had broken away when he was traveling to West Lake with Grandma the opposite of the qualities, so he humbly asked for advice.

Master Damoda told him that Chu Xunyu's swordsmanship is already very high, and he has surpassed his own cognition, but his degree is too poor. It is like finding a strong muscular man with a sharp kitchen knife to chop a rock the size of a fist. If you chop it with one knife, no matter how strong you are, it will collapse. Because rocks are rocks, rocks are harder than your knife, and you can't hurt it even if you have a blade. But what about ten swords? One hundred swords? Even ten thousand swords? Persevere in chopping against the same target. One day, you will succeed. This is the principle of water dropping through stones. Even water can drip through water, let alone kitchen knives. So rocks are the opponent who is stronger than you. If you can't hit him with one sword, it doesn't matter, the second sword? The third sword? The first hundred sword? In short, you just cut me down until it hits!

Of course, no idiot would stand there and let you cut all the time in the real battle, so how can you have an amazing number when you take action? The answer is very simple, that is, degree. The degree of your sword is too slow, and the powerful tricks in the air cannot form an effective blow. Chu Xunyu's cultivation is too low, but it can be compensated for the excessiveness. Camel is very powerful, and its cultivation is too low like a trivial straw. But if you pile up madly, there will always be a day when the camel will be crushed in the end, so the importance of degree is reflected.

What I said is now. Chu Xunyu used the Sword Wind, because it consumed less spiritual energy, which depends on quantity. Chu Xunyu held the sword and asked gently like the spring breeze: "Do you know the feeling of being blown by the wind?"

Mu Yuan, Wangchen and even Miao Buyan were stunned. Isn’t this sentence often said by Master Damoda? The next moment, Chu Xunyu roared angrily, stabbed the sword in his hand like a madman and pulled it back, stabbed it out and pulled it back. It continued over and over again, and the sword energy of a storm came towards him. The old man was shocked. In this small space, he saw countless sharp swords pouring down, and the speed was incredible.

The old man could still use space techniques to resist the first few dozen swords, but he was a little powerless afterwards. He actually reached his sword in front of him several times, not because Chu Xunyu was too strong, but because his hands were too slow. Chu Xunyu ignored him and wanted to shoot out all the spiritual energy in his body. Even the muscles on his arms were vaguely hurt, and his skin was as hot as fire. This way he knew how fast the sword was and how many swords were.

The old man was also shocked by this unheard of fighting style. If this continues, he will be very troublesome. He can't help but say angrily: "Dao you, sir!" After saying that, his eyes flashed and gave up resisting. The space of his hands collided in his chest. With a loud "boom", he actually used the power of the collision between the two spaces of his hands to cause a huge explosion, which broke Mu Yuan's space alive, and was also blown away by Chu Xunyu.

After the dust settled, Chu Xunyu stood up and looked at the old man panting. The old man was arrogant without anger, staring at Chu Xunyu seriously and said, "If you went to Kunlun to participate in the selection of the Eight Jun in the Central Plains, you would definitely be the top name. I won't joke. I agree with your strength." After that, a wound appeared on his cheek, and blood was shed. Chu Xunyu's sword really hurt him.

The old man touched his face and shook his head: "This number is really crazy!"

Chu Xunyu touched the painful muscles: "This is my own creation."

"Oh?" the old man exclaimed, "It's amazing to find someone who can create your own tricks at an age. Do you have a name?"

"I haven't thought about it yet." Chu Xunyu shook his head honestly.

The old man stretched out his arms and said with great relief: "Just call it 'falling stars', it shines like stars, and slashes like stars."

"Good name." Chu Xunyu lowered his body and stole a stinging state, "Hundred Slashes - Luo Fanxing!"

"There are talents in the generations of the country." The old man waved, "It's not easy for you to achieve this with your Nascent Soul cultivation. Come on, don't let me down."

Wangchen and Mu Yuan both stood up one after another, preparing to cooperate with Chu Xunyu to attack again. Suddenly, a figure suddenly flew in outside the gate and fell heavily between the old man and Chu Xunyu with a "thump". Everyone looked closely and couldn't help but be stunned. Mu Yuan asked blankly: "What... the master of the big village?"

Dao Yuxin half-kneeled on the ground, looking a little embarrassed, staring at the gate with a dirt on his face, and even the old man was surprised: "Master of the Great Village, can you lose to Da Zuoji?"

Dao Yuxin had a gray face and gritted her teeth and asked the old man: "Didn't you climb up along the chimney road?"

"Yes." The old man looked puzzled: "Da Zuoji also has a lot of information in his hand. He took me to bypass the main entrance from another small path."

"Didn't there be many huge human pupas on that path?"

"How do you know?"
Chapter completed!