One sword will conquer all the meridians, and all the world will be shocked.

On the empty wasteland, the night wind was bleak, and suddenly a sharp sound passed through the wind. A sharp blade suddenly penetrated into the ground. Just look at the power of this sword, and the sword energy around it was lingering everywhere. Just because the sword power sinks, the grass in the ground has been cut off in the waist, and the ground is cracked and torn, the sword is shining brightly, like a arrogant and unruly knight, as if all the martial arts in the world are not in their eyes, so gorgeous The spirit is the unique posture of the Crazy Guest Sword in Chen Muchuan's hand.

Chen Muchuan roared and flew down. He saw that his body was steep and fast, as if the wind was swaying, but the momentum of his fall was as light as nothing. He gently pointed his foot on the head of the sword, turned to the ground, and took his hand. Pull down the wine gourd at his waist and pour it into his mouth. On his side was Mo Zhi, who had a weak breath, which was different from Chen Muchuan's full spirit. Mo Zhi was already in a dismal color at this moment. His lips turned pale and he looked extremely tired.

Chen Muchuan pulled the wine, raised the wine gourd, sang a lot in the night sky, and laughed and said, "Dear old and old friends, we meet again today, how can we not come and drink a cup together!"

After his words were finished, the wind came from far to near, and several figures came together. The leader was Yu Xiangwan, and the one who followed was Ye Xiaoluan. When she learned that her master, she It was because of the death of Chen Muchuan's hand, left Chonghuan Mountain, and worshipped under the man in black. After practicing hard for several months, he wanted to take revenge every time, but Chen Muchuan was still motionless, and his fingers almost forced her. His arms were gone. Although his heart was full of anger, he no longer dared to approach and challenge him alone. Therefore, he just glared at him and did not step forward.

Behind the two, four people rushed forward again, but saw that these four people were born differently. The fist Kui Hu Kaishan was short and strong and open-minded. He had seen it before. Behind him were Xie Xuanhui, the legs were Ling Wandao, and Feikui Sima. Taxu, these four people were the leaders of each martial sect who competed for in the Hundred Meridians Martial Arts. According to the seniority, they were all the same generation as Chen Muchuan. However, the number of masters of the Sword Sect at that time was so popular that they competed for them. It is the only one in the world, so someone once said that the leader of the Sword Sect, Shen Muchuan, can be said to be "a sword that conquers hundreds of veins, and all of them shock the world." Although Nangong Yangxing, the leader of the Sword Sect, was also a dragon and phoenix among people, After winning the leader of the Martial Arts General, he was criticized by people in the world for many years because he had never decided on the right and wrong with Chen Muchuan.

The four people in front of me were each a talented young hero who was famous in the world. How could they bear such comments from the world? Chen Muchuan abandoned martial arts and left, and once he left, he could not hide for many years. He was the one who wanted to find a challenge. But the world is vast, where can we find each other? Therefore, this delay has passed by more than ten years. After the hundred meridians and martial arts, Qikui of Wu never gathered again. Since we met today, we all had expectations in our hearts. The skills are unbearable. Not only is the fact that Anyunzhuang ordered the arrest at this moment, even if it depends on the character of several people, it must be better than Chen Muchuan.

Chen Muchuan looked at the four people and let out a majestic laugh, but he heard that although his words were not heavy and rumbling, they were extremely clear, pressing over the strong wind around his body. What did the few people hear clearly, and their eardrums were also slightly trembling. : "The four of you are old acquaintances. Today I just need to take my boy Mo away to heal you. It has nothing to do with you. The friendship was still there, so I hope you don't make any embarrassment."

However, as soon as he said, the faces of several people changed, and their expressions were extremely embarrassing. It turned out that it was because Chen Muchuan suddenly left Huiwu that six of the Qikui sects were despised and stigmatized. Several people thought to themselves. : "If you don't mention the old things back then, you may have some discussions. Since you mentioned them today, how can you let them go easily!"

I saw Xie Xuanhui step forward. The man was wearing a purple robe, a jade crown on his head, and a black beard on his face. He was clear and majestic. His breath was very long. He glared with his eyes, his eyes were stern, and he spoke, "Don't say it." We owed the owner of the fish farm, so we must take you back. Even if we were our original wish, we would fight you and wash away the despises we had been waiting for for many years!”

Chen Muchuan yawned, crossed his legs, and sat directly on the ground, saying, "Boss Xie, you are the leader, I am the sword sect, you and me have no intersection, you are despised, I am with me What to do?"

Hu Kaishan said "hey" and said, "If you really competed with us back then, you would be defeated by you, and we would be fearless, but you ignored it and left straight, making us Several people have been criticized for many years, saying that the leader of the six sects is no match for a crazy sword. Since we meet today, how can we rest with you?"

Chen Muchuan stretched out his waist, looked lazy, and said to himself: "But I can't blame me. Face is earned by myself. Old Shen, I will beat me if I don't want to beat me, and I will leave if I don't want to beat me. If I want you to do it, I will give up. You are really able to resist Lao Shen. How can you still not win over the public opinion in these ten years? I haven't made a sword for more than ten years. You guys are now being raised in the village. Today, we will join forces to make things difficult for my family. Boy Mo, can you please respect me for these kinds of behaviors?”

His sword name was "Mad Ke" back then because he was arrogant and arrogant, and he was arrogant and ruthless in his mouth. He always defeated his opponents for a moment and would never delay. Therefore, he had not yet reached Baimaifeng to participate in the martial arts meeting. It is already well-known in the world. It was once rumored that Chen Muchuan started his studies since childhood. He read the sword recipe at the age of three. He was familiar with the sword technique of Hanhai Pavilion at the age of five. He was a little successful in his sword technique at the age of ten. He was invincible in the door. At the age of thirteen, he won the first place in the sect again. By the age of seventeen, even Gu Yuqing, who was already famous in the world, only discussed the sword technique and the way of stabbing and slashing, he dared not say that he could win. At the age of nine, he created his own swordsmanship for 12 ways, and was so sharp that he had already become unsteady and established new methods.

Such a crazy man, even though he has experienced the vicissitudes of life, his temper has long been no longer as unwilling as before, but he is never polite to speak. The four people in front of him are now masters at that time, but after he spoke, they were four people. As they were very annoyed, Xie Xuanhui smiled coldly, and could no longer hold back, and immediately bowed and said, "Since that's the case, I'm the first one to dissatisfies! Xie will ask Brother Chen for advice first!"

After saying that, Xie Xuanhui's palms came, and his sleeves were fixed with the wind, and he rose like a ball. In front of his palms, he took a defensive move and said slowly: "Brother Chen, please pull out the crazy guest. sword."

Chen Muchuan stretched his waist and asked with a smile: "Can you not fight?"

Several people said angrily: "Are you going to leave before the battle again? It's impossible not to fight!"

Chen Muchuan sighed helplessly and said, "Since that's the case, just fight. Brother Xie, you are empty-handed. If you draw the sword again, I'm afraid you won't tell me. I'll use empty-handed to fight the enemy."

As soon as he said this, Xie Xuanhui's eyes flashed even more anger and shouted: "The leader of the Sword Sect, I will not use a sword when I compete with me. If it is reported in the future, no matter how good or bad the winner is, wouldn't it be a matter of people's words? I'll let you be hindered. ?”

Chen Muchuan slapped the ground with one palm, and he stood up in an instant, caught a slight catching in the wind, and took a flying leaf, pinched it on his fingertips, and used his strength to slid it, but he saw the flying leaf Like a sword, it shot through the air. When the four of them were shocked, Feiye had already stepped beside everyone and flew to somewhere.

"Essences, trees, leaves, and leaves can be used as swords..." Ling Wandao stroked his beard and said in a deep voice, "I didn't expect you to have reached this level..."

Chen Muchuan patted the head of the Crazy Guest Sword and said with a smile: "Brother Ling has been awarded too much. Although he has not made a sword for many years, he dare not lose his skills after all. He has made some progress and is considered to be ugly."

Xie Xuanhui had already stepped forward and said, "Since you have reached the realm of no swords, I believe I can't fight you, but I have been honored and disgraced for many years. Today, I still have to challenge myself. Please let Brother Chen fight with all his strength. ”

Chen Muchuan nodded with a smile and said, "You are all old acquaintances. If you want to decide the best in one battle today, you will naturally not refuse. However, after the battle, you still need to take Mo Zi away. Guan Tian, ​​you should not be underestimated."

Xie Xuanhui said: "We promised the owner of the fish farm, so we must do it. But if we lose to you, we can let you take that child away for a while before pursuing him. This is already me. The limit that can be promised."

Chen Muchuan rolled his sleeves upwards, showed his forearm, and shouted, "Okay, okay, everyone, give me face, Lao Shen must take care of it, don't go up one by one, today I'm eager to save people, time It's urgent, please come together."

After hearing this, several people had to be surprised and looked at each other. Sima Taxu smiled and said, "Brother Chen is probably too proud. Even if he reaches the realm of swordlessness and has not seen him for many years, how can you know me. How about waiting for the skills to enter the state? Even if you were soaring back then, I’m afraid it would be difficult for you to defeat the four of us at the same time.”

Chen Muchuan smiled and said, "Everyone is a master admired by Old Shen, so I dare not be proud of it, so this battle..." He hooked his fingers, and heard a sharp sound of gold and iron. The Crazy Guest Sword was like a mountain and raised up on the ground, but it was like this powerful force that never brought up any soil and gravel. It was thought that the force had already been sent and received freely, and the advance and retreat were determined by the heart. Several people saw it. Everyone applauded.

Ye Xiaoluan watched the five people standing opposite each other. Although he occupied the four leaders of the Hundred Meridians Huiwu, these four people were so skilled that they could stand together and no one could see them as nothing, but Chen Muchuan was dependent on him. The sword was standing in the wind, smiling, as if everything was under control, but it seemed that it was not caring about everything. It was so elegant that it was a powerful swordsman.

She looked down at the green sword in her hand. Just now, he just bounced her finger and showed a trace of bumps that was neither deep nor shallow. She couldn't help but feel bitter in her heart: "This man's skill is perfect and has become one of the best, If I use my current skills to fight with it, I don’t know when I will be able to avenge my master…”

Chen Muchuan smiled slightly, but saw Mo Zhi on the side climbing up with difficulty. His spiritual consciousness was just chaotic. At this moment, his eyes became clearer. Then he saw that Chen Muchuan was like a god descending to earth, encountering a fairy grass in danger. However, just as soon as he opened his mouth, the pain in his body suddenly came again, and the pain made him so hard that he could only let out a low groan.

Chen Muchuan looked at him and smiled and said, "Boy Mo, I will teach you how to be greedy and teach you a lesson!"

As he said that, he gently touched the Xuanji acupoint on Mo Zhi's chest. In a trance, a pure force slowly emerged. It was the internal force of the Zixuanxin Jue, which had the upper hand again at this moment. Mo Zhi felt the spirit. With a shock, the pain in the body was greatly reduced and he nodded.

Chen Muchuan patted his shoulder and walked closer.

Suddenly, a cold wind suddenly rose and a fierce air flow swept over. However, the five people used their internal strength, and the energy was surging everywhere, as if a wall of invisible shield was condensed, and even the strong wind could not blow in.

"Maybe the master will want to watch this battle..."

Yu Xiangwan smiled slightly, his eyes meaningful.
Chapter completed!