Chapter 117: Noodle Head, I have been annoyed with you for a long time!

[Xuanwu Zhen Gong] is divided into two parts: internal strength and external strength.

The internal strength is [Xuanwu Internal Strength], and the external strength is [Top Ten Martial Arts].

And [Ten Directions Invincible] is a move further understood on the basis of [Top Ten Martial Arts].

What Chu Yang had to do was to reverse the entire process.

In terms of talent comprehension, Chu Yang has the blessings of many clones and is definitely not inferior to Nie Feng.

Nie Feng could learn this trick, but there was no reason why Chu Yang couldn't.

In half a day, Chu Yang understood all the essence of [Invincible in Ten Directions].

So far.

Chu Yang has completed his main purpose of coming to Lingyun Cave.

"There is still a dragon vein hidden underneath, but this thing has no meaning to me, and it will be useless if I take it..."

The dragon vein turned into Huangdi Xuanyuan's spine, which could not improve his cultivation. Its only function was to suppress evil spirits, such as Nie Feng's evil intention due to his crazy blood.

It's a bit cumbersome to use as a weapon.

But the dragon vein also symbolizes the country's destiny. Once the dragon vein is destroyed, the world will be in chaos and the demons will dance wildly.

By then, many old monsters who had disappeared appeared one after another, stirring up trouble in the world. From this perspective, it was actually a good thing for Chu Yang.

At that time, he can take away these people's skills at will.

It's just that Chu Yang is not willing...

Chu Yang has always taken care of himself and never claimed to be a benevolent and righteous person, but he still understands the basic principles.

The world is in chaos, and the ones who suffer are never those who stir up trouble. It's about life or death, it's just about success and failure.

The ones who are really suffering are the ordinary people who live their lives honestly.

Gods fight, mortals suffer, city gates catch fire, and fish in ponds suffer.

In just a few sentences, the situation of ordinary people has been explained.

Chu Yang would be really sad if this group of innocent people fell into misery because of his greed.

"It's better to keep this dragon vein in my hands. Even if disaster is unavoidable in the future, at least the idea is clear."

Chu Yang decided to take away the dragon vein.

at the same time.

Tianxiahui has just experienced a disaster.

Xiong Ba married his adopted daughter Kong Ci to his eldest disciple Qin Shuang.

Bu Jingyun, who has always liked Kong Ci, attempted to kidnap Kong Ci and leave on the wedding night, but was stopped by Nie Feng.

The two sides fought fiercely. During the fierce fight, Bu Jingyun accidentally injured Kong Ci, causing his heart to be broken and died.

final.

Bu Jingyun left with Kong Ci's body and officially turned against Tianxiahui and Nie Feng.

"I'm so stupid, really! I should believe what A Yang said and tell Senior Brother Yun earlier and let him leave with Kong Ci."

"I actually believe that the master still has a master-disciple relationship with the three of us..."

Fengshentang.

Nie Feng pulled Mingyue with regret and cried out his stupidity. Because of his kindness to a woman, Kong Ci, who had grown up together and was like a biological sister, died.

"This is none of your business, it's just fate. And with Bu Jingyun's character, if this kind of thing hadn't happened, he probably wouldn't have believed you."

"As for Qin Shuang, he is more loyal to Xiongba than you are..."

"Feng, let's go. Before Xiong Ba has any murderous intentions towards you, we'll leave the Tianxiahui and find a place to live in seclusion and never care about the world again."

Mingyue hugged Nie Feng and gently comforted his painful heart.

Nie Feng turned a deaf ear to Mingyue's words. He closed his eyes and kept mumbling something, and his body was shaking more and more frequently.

It seems that he will fall into some kind of madness in the next second.

Mingyue didn't notice, thinking that Nie Feng was just too sad.

suddenly.

Nie Feng pinched Mingyue's wrist with such force that Mingyue let out a cry of pain.

"Feng, what are you doing?!"

Mingyue lowered her head and met Nie Feng's scarlet eyes, which were full of demonic energy and could not see any trace of humanity.

Mingyue was shocked and wanted to break free from Nie Feng's hand.

But Nie Feng, who was already possessed, was irrational and not only grabbed Mingyue's hand, but even wanted to strangle the other person's neck.

At the critical moment, the Wushuang Sword standing aside glowed with light, and the dark green barrier enveloped the bright moon, and then Nie Feng flew away.

This was a defensive technique that Chu Yang had arranged in advance. It was originally meant to deal with Xiong Ba, but unexpectedly it was used on Nie Feng.

Although she was safe for the time being, Mingyue was very frightened. She never dreamed that Nie Feng would attack her.

"Feng, what's wrong with you?"

"Look carefully, I am Mingyue!"

"Don't scare me, okay?!"

No matter how Mingyue called, Nie Feng always had an expressionless look on his face, his eyes fixed on her, and he kept getting closer.

Even with the barrier protection, a look of despair still appeared on Mingyue's face.

Nie Feng is crazy, what is the use of her life?

The moment Nie Feng reached out and pressed on the barrier, the Wushuang Sword was once again covered with a faint golden light.

That's another technique.

"Oh, the crazy blood broke out after all. I thought if nothing happened to Mingyue, you would never fall into this state."

Chu Yang's voice sounded behind Nie Feng.

Nie Feng suddenly turned around, and what greeted him was a bare spine that slapped his handsome face hard.

Nie Feng was whipped around in circles, and the demonic energy in his eyes was still a little weaker.

Mingyue looked at Chu Yang who suddenly appeared in surprise. Before she could explain what happened, she looked at Chu Yang and hit him with his spine.

Nie Feng moved his Fengshen legs, and his figure suddenly became ghostly, and he could dodge the attack at a glance.

Unexpectedly, Chu Yang's speed also skyrocketed, turning into a golden flash of light, appearing behind him and grabbing his neck.

Then he took the spine in his hand and started beating it.

Nie Feng screamed in agony from the beating, and his previous aloof look instantly disappeared.

In fact, Chu Yang could have handed the dragon vein directly to Nie Feng, as long as the dragon vein was around, he could suppress the demonic energy in his body.

But Chu Yang was really unhappy if he didn't beat this kid up.

Mingyue noticed that Nie Feng was recovering to normal, and although she felt very distressed, she didn't speak rashly to stop Chu Yang.

"Stop, stop, stop, Ayang, stop it, I'm dying of pain!"

Nie Feng, who was beaten into a pig's head, kept begging for mercy, as if he had regained his sanity. If he didn't speak, he might really be beaten to death by Chu Yang.

"Are you sure you're awake?"

"Awake, very awake, I've never been so awake in my life."

Nie Feng was about to cry.

Chu Yang put him down reluctantly.

"Feng, are you okay?"

Mingyue cried and stepped forward, rushing into the other's arms like a young swallow returning to the forest.

"It's all right now, don't worry."

Nie Feng looked at Mingyue distressedly, and said with lingering fear.

If Chu Yang hadn't appeared in time, the consequences would have been really disastrous.

Mingyue turned her head, looked at Chu Yang and asked: "Ayang, do you know what happened just now?"

Chu Yang explained: "The ancestor of the Nie family once fought with the Fire Kirin, and accidentally stained the Kirin blood, and inherited it. Although the Kirin is a lucky beast, its blood will make people crazy and gradually walk into the devil's way."

Hearing this, Mingyue and Nie Feng both turned pale.

Nie Feng could fall into the devil's way at any time, which also means that Mingyue would be in danger at any time.

"Mingyue, it seems that I can't stay with you in the future."

"No! Feng, even if I die, I want to be with you."

The two looked at each other affectionately.

Chu Yang got goose bumps all over his body, and couldn't help interrupting them, "Although the Kirin blood is powerful, it is not completely hopeless."

Chu Yang took a deep breath, which made the two people's hearts up and down.

Mingyue and Nie Feng looked at him with resentment.

I hope you can say it earlier next time!

"I can extract the Qilin blood, but doing so will make Nie Feng lose the opportunity to become stronger. If he can suppress and control the crazy blood, his strength will rise to a terrifying level."

Chu Yang decided to give Nie Feng a chance to choose. This was originally his opportunity, and others should not make decisions for him easily.

"Then please help me, Ayang, to extract the Qilin blood."

Nie Feng's attitude was very firm. When he realized that he might hurt Mingyue, he was determined to abandon this power.

"The power of crazy blood can make you easily surpass Xiongba."

Chu Yang reminded him again.

"I understand, but I don't want it. I almost killed Mingyue just now. I hate this power."

Nie Feng answered firmly.

Chu Yang nodded. Being sentimental is Nie Feng's advantage, but also his disadvantage. His choices have never been rational.

Chu Yang, who swallowed all the blood of the Fire Qilin, can sense the existence of crazy blood in Nie Feng's body. It only takes a thought to trigger them.

While activating the Qilin blood, Nie Feng showed great pain.

It felt like Chu Yang was forcibly peeling off a very important organ from his body, and there was no anesthesia.

Nie Feng's hair turned from black to white, and his skin became dry, as if he had become an old man in his 80s.

This was a state of losing a lot of vitality in a short period of time.

Chu Yang then added pure vitality to Nie Feng's body, and his skin immediately returned to normal, but his white hair did not change.

Mingyue gritted her teeth and watched Nie Feng anxiously.

After a while.

The Qilin blood in Nie Feng's body was completely cleared, and the whole person seemed to have a serious illness and was extremely weak.

Reluctantly thanking Chu Yang, Nie Feng collapsed to the ground. Seeing this, Mingyue hurried forward to support him.

"The crazy blood has been removed. Tell me what happened recently."

Chu Yang stayed in Lingyun Cave for a long time, and didn't know how many things happened in the outside world.

Nie Feng narrated the process of Bu Jingyun and Tianxiahui falling out with a gloomy expression, blaming himself for not listening to Chu Yang, which led to Kong Ci's death during the fight between the two.

In this regard, Chu Yang could only sigh, "It's fate."

"I didn't expect that Master... Xiongba was really so cruel. If Senior Brother Yun came back, I would definitely kill that old thief with him!"

Nie Feng clenched his fists angrily.

"If Bu Jingyun came back, I'm afraid he would kill you too. He hates Xiongba, doesn't he hate you too?"

"I told you a long time ago, don't use your thoughts to speculate on a girl's love."

Chu Yang said indifferently.

Nie Feng smiled bitterly and fell into self-blame.

"Feng, let's go and find a place where no one is to live in seclusion."

Mingyue persuaded Nie Feng to leave earnestly. She really didn't want to get involved in the right and wrong.

"Once Wushuang City falls, Tianxiahui will definitely be the largest gang with influence all over the world. If Xiongba wants to find us, there is no place to hide..."

"Even a god like the clay Buddha can't escape."

Nie Feng's meaning is very clear. In addition to cooperating with Bu Jingyun to kill Xiongba, he and Mingyue can't escape the pursuit of Tianxiahui.

Mingyue wanted to say more, but Chu Yang suddenly stretched out his hand to stop her and said: "On this point, Nie Feng and I agree. If Xiongba is not dead, you can't expect to live a peaceful life."

"Leave Xiongba to me, but the matter is over. The grace of saving your life is cleared by you and me."

Chu Yang's words sounded like he was drawing a line between him and Mingyue, which made Mingyue feel very uncomfortable and nodded silently.

Nie Feng sighed, feeling a little regretful. In his opinion, Chu Yang was a very loyal friend. If he hadn't disobeyed his advice, things might not have developed to this point.

"When do you plan to start?"

"In a few days, when the Sword Saint comes, we will start together."

"You want to fight Xiong Ba and the Sword Saint at the same time? Ah Yang, I know you are very skilled in martial arts, but it's too arrogant to do so."

"The Sword Saint's fate has ended. He can only use his last sword. I want to see his last sword."

After understanding Chu Yang's intention, Nie Feng and Ming Yue stopped persuading him and prepared to leave Tianxiahui.

Before the two left, Chu Yang handed the Snow Drinking Sword and the book of Ao Han Liu Jue to Nie Feng, "This is what I found in Lingyun Cave. It is your Nie family's swordsmanship and weapons."

Nie Feng took the two things solemnly, with tears flashing in his eyes. Back then, he saw his father being carried into Lingyun Cave by the Fire Kirin.

Now seeing these, it is basically certain whether his father is alive or dead.

"I don't need to thank you for your kindness. I hope I can repay you in the future."

Nie Feng clasped his hands together with a firm look in his eyes.

After giving everything that should be given, Chu Yang left before them and disappeared into the night.

Nie Feng held Mingyue's hand and did not take anything from the Fengshen Hall. He walked out of Tianxiahui without looking back.

A few days later.

The Dugu Sword Saint of Wushuang City suddenly appeared in Tianxiahui and threatened to fight Xiongba to the death in seven days.

Without Duanlang's message, other disciples would naturally ask him to come out and uphold justice for Wushuang City.

The arrogant Xiongba accepted the challenge as a matter of course.

The Sword Saint left with satisfaction.

For a while, the duel between the two sides shocked the entire martial arts world, and the whole world was watching this duel.

When the Sword Saint left, Chu Yang followed behind him.

He knew that the Sword Saint was going to find Wuming.

Not long after, Wuming's apprentice Jian Chen appeared, and the two fought. Chu Yang hid in the distance and watched their swordsmanship.

The Sword Saint had not yet comprehended the Sword 23 of the Holy Spirit Sword Technique. The Swords 1 to 22 he used were completely broken by Jian Chen using one of the Unknown Sword Techniques [Unknown].

This move was the experience of Wuming in fighting with the Sword Saint for many years, and he taught it all to Jian Chen. It was not that Jian Chen's strength was higher than that of the Sword Saint.

Both sets of sword techniques were good, but Chu Yang still wanted to see Sword 23 and Wuming's Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Origin.

After the defeat, the Sword Saint laughed loudly, very free and easy. Even though he lost completely, he did not vent his anger on Jian Chen.

The two sides could be said to have known each other through fighting. Jian Chen then took the Sword Saint to see his master Wuming.

Chu Yang naturally followed them.

It was getting dark.

The two entered a small courtyard.

Chu Yang heard the sound of the erhu from a distance. The melody was sad and gentle, which made people cry.

After confirming Wuming's residence, Chu Yang was about to leave when he suddenly heard a vicissitudes of life.

"My friend, since you are here, why don't you come to the courtyard and sit down, and let me show my hospitality?"

Chu Yang was careful enough, using magic and ninjutsu to cover his tracks, and most masters could not detect his presence.

But Wuming still found him.

It can only be said that the Heavenly Sword Realm is really so terrifying.

If it weren't for the suppression of the world-level combat power, this group of people might really be able to compete with the captain in the Death God World.

Chu Yang simply stopped hiding and walked out of the darkness calmly into the courtyard.

In the courtyard, Wuming set up a table of wine and food, and sat opposite the Sword Saint, while his apprentice Jian Chen stood by with the Hero Sword.

The two looked at Chu Yang in surprise.

Wuming smiled and said, "This person is following you two."

The Sword Saint's face sank. He didn't even notice that someone was following him. With his martial arts skills, this was impossible.

When he looked at Chu Yang again, he found that the other party looked very young, even a few years younger than Jian Chen next to him.

The Sword Saint was stunned for a moment and murmured, "Young people are really formidable."

Jian Chen was not as calm as the Sword Saint. In his opinion, Chu Yang was definitely not a good person, so he asked in a deep voice, "Who are you? Why are you acting so sneaky?"

Chu Yang rolled his eyes. How could a bad guy tell you exactly what he was doing?

Seeing that the villain in front of him ignored him, Jian Chen couldn't help but get angry. Holding the Hero Sword, he jumped to Chu Yang.

The first move was the inexplicable sword technique that he had just fought with the Sword Saint.

After predicting Jian Chen's movements with his Observation Haki, Chu Yang activated the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill and stretched out his hand with the power of twenty dragon elephants to snap his fingers.

His fingertips collided with the tip of the Hero Sword, and unparalleled power suddenly erupted.

Jian Chen flew straight out, and the Hero Sword in his hand kept making sword sounds. At first glance, it sounded like a scream from a person in danger.

The eyes of Wuming and the Sword Saint showed solemnity at the same time.

The Hero Sword is not a piece of junk that can be found everywhere on the street, but a divine weapon created by the founder of the Sword Sect, the "Great Sword Master", thousands of years ago.

The divine weapon has spirits, and it is wailing at this time, as if it has suffered unbearable pain.

This is definitely not something that ordinary masters can do.

"Jian Chen, come back!"

Wuming, who originally intended to let Jian Chen test Chu Yang's strength, suddenly became anxious.

Jian Chen is a young man after all, and was knocked away by Chu Yang. He was a little embarrassed, and his heart was angry. He didn't care about the order of his master and handed out another sword.

Chu Yang had no intention of making enemies with Wuming, so he was relatively restrained in his moves, and used the Dragon Capture Hand to directly suck the Hero Sword out of Jian Chen's hand.

Jian Chen was shocked and angry after losing the hero sword, and was even more afraid of his master's scolding.

"Good move!"

The sword master couldn't help but cheer loudly.

"Really exquisite."

Wuming smiled and nodded in praise.

Jian Chen's face turned even darker and he didn't even dare to fart.

Chu Yang held a sword flower and threw it casually. The heroic sword returned to its sheath firmly. He clasped his fists with both hands and said with a smile: "I'm showing my embarrassment in front of the two seniors."

Chu Yang's martial arts skills and attitude gained the favor of Wuming and Juggernaut, and the two of them became friendly.

"We are guests from afar, why don't we sit down and chat, little friend?"

Wuming opened his mouth and invited Chu Yang to take a seat.

"Thank you."

Chu Yang didn't show any pretense and sat directly next to the two of them.

Out of sight and out of mind, Jian Chen glanced to the other side.

"I wonder why my little friend, by your surname, is following me?"

The sword master's tone was quite kind, and he stared at Chu Yang with burning eyes.

"The name of the little person is not worth mentioning. The two seniors can just call me Ayang. As for why I follow the sword master senior..."

Chu Yang smiled and said, "It is rumored that the Sword Master and Tianjian Wuming have fought countless battles in their lives. They are both rivals and close friends. You will definitely want to meet your old friend before the last battle in your life."

Wuming asked: "So, you are here to see me?"

Chu Yang nodded and said: "I just want to ask senior for some sword skills."

Just as Wuming was about to refuse, the Sword Master suddenly raised his hand to interrupt, stared at Chu Yang and said coldly: "The last battle in my life? Is it possible that you are sure that I will lose to Xiong Ba?"

Chu Yang shook his head and said: "It's not defeat, it's death. Senior's vitality is weak and he is already a candle in the wind. He may not have the chance to deliver the last sword to Xiongba."

Wuming looked at Chu Yang in surprise. He also realized that the sword master's life was over, so he met with the sword master specifically to persuade him to give up the decisive battle with Xiongba.

Unexpectedly, the young man in front of me also knew about this.

The sword master's expression was complicated. Of course, his own body knew what was going on better than others. If he was not about to run out of fuel, why would he be so anxious?

Wuming also took the opportunity to persuade, but the sword master no longer wanted to listen and closed his eyes silently.

Wuming sighed and could only look at Chu Yang again, "Brother Ayang, I am no longer a member of the world. Please forgive me for my helplessness."

Chu Yang smiled and said: "Senior, don't worry, I have some news here that can be used to make a deal with senior. If senior is still unwilling to take action after listening to it, then I will leave immediately without disturbing you. How about that?"

Wuming hesitated for a moment and nodded slowly.

Since the other party said this, he should be fully confident. Since then, he was also a little curious about what information Chu Yang would use in exchange for his move.

"Senior Wuming, your wife died of a strange poison in her early years, right?"

"Yes, the poison is colorless and odorless. I searched all over the Central Plains but can't find any trace of it."

"The poison comes from Japan, so naturally seniors can't find it."

"Do you know who killed my wife?"

"This poison was found by Jian Hui's son and your senior brother Po Jun in person in Japan."

As soon as these words came out, a look of emotion appeared on Furui Mubo's nameless face, and his aura surged, revealing his sharp edge!

"How did you learn about this?"

Wuming's tone became much colder than before.

"If you hadn't interfered back then, Jianhui would have passed Wanjian Guizong to Pojun long ago. He has always held this grudge in his heart."

Chu Yang did not answer Wu Ming's question, but directly gave Po Jun the reason for killing his wife.

Of course Wuming knew this.

The angry Wuming was trembling with murderous intent, and the wine table in front of them was cut into powder by the invisible sword energy.

The sword master remained silent, and his thoughts were drawn to the land of Japan, where there once was a woman he loved deeply.

It's a pity that in the end, he broke up with each other and almost forgot the other person's voice and smile.

After venting, Wuming closed his eyes and held his breath. It took him a while to calm down.

"If the news is true, it is indeed worthy of my action."

Wuming regained his calm appearance.

"The authenticity of the news can be easily verified. Po Jun will find you soon. Then you just have to confront him."

"But before that, can senior give me some advice?"

"It's better to let me collect some interest first."

Chu Yang stood up and pressed towards Wuming with an inexplicable aura.

He respects Wu Ming as a person, just as he respects Zhang Sanfeng. To this point is the maximum.

If it had been someone like Emperor Shitian, Jue Wushen, he would have done it long ago, beating them to the point where they didn't even know their own mother.

When Chu Yang revealed that it was Po Jun who poisoned Wu Ming, Wu Ming was already seventy-eight percent convinced.

So, he agreed to Chu Yang's request.

"Come with me to the woods outside town."

Wuming said lightly, then stood up and walked outside the hospital.

Jian Chen suddenly blocked his way and said urgently: "Master, you haven't made a move for many years, why would you break your oath for a villain?"

Wuming frowned, but still patted Jian Chen on the shoulder, "Chen'er, you also know that this matter has always been the master's inner demon. Now that I have the opportunity to put an end to it, I should thank this little brother both emotionally and rationally. "

Jian Chen whispered: "Master, this person's origin is unknown, and his words may not be trustworthy."

"I have my own conclusion." After Wuming said this, he pushed Jian Chen away and walked out slowly.

Chu Yang glanced at Jian Chen with a half-smile, and said in a joking tone: "In the future, if you become a villain, I will kill you. The two seniors will bear witness to me."

Jian Chen shuddered for no reason.

Wuming turned around and looked at Chu Yang in confusion. How could the sword heir he chose be a villain?

The Sword Saint laughed, "How dare you say such a thing in front of Wuming? I have a bad temper! I hope you don't lose too badly later."

Chu Yang smiled and nodded, "I will make your wish come true."

After a while.

Several people came to a forest.

There was no one around, so there was no need to worry about implicating others, and they could practice martial arts to their heart's content.

As a senior, Wuming naturally had to show his senior style. He stretched out his hand to signal Chu Yang to make a move first, and said, "You are young, after three moves, I will make another move."

"Then I won't be polite."

Chu Yang grasped the air, and a fiery red sword appeared in his hand. The sword emitted a scorching high temperature, which suddenly increased the temperature of the forest at night.

It was the Fire Scale Sword brought out from Lingyun Cave.

Wuming's eyes condensed. The Fire Scale Sword appeared in Chu Yang's hand in just a moment. He had no idea how Chu Yang did it.

Chu Yang had always been used to storing things in the space created by the traceless stretching spell and taking them out whenever he needed them.

"This sword looks a bit like the legendary Fire Scale Sword."

The knowledgeable Sword Saint saw at a glance that the one in Chu Yang's hand was the Fire Scale Sword.

"How despicable."

Jian Chen glared at Chu Yang fiercely. He felt that the other party was deliberately using the magic weapon to take advantage of his master. If he handed the Hero Sword to Wuming at this time, it would actually raise Chu Yang's strength in disguise.

Wuming looked indifferent, standing still, with an aura like an endless mountain, waiting for Chu Yang to make a move.

The starting move of Chu Yang's sword was the first move of Tai Chi Sword.

"Are you the descendant of Tai Chi?"

Wuming was a little surprised.

There is also Tai Chi in the Fengyun World, but compared with the one created by Zhang Sanfeng himself, it is somewhat specious and lacks true meaning.

It was totally different from the Tai Chi sword that Chu Yang used.

As Chu Yang's Tai Chi true meaning unfolded, the two were instantly enveloped by the black and white Yin-Yang formation diagram, and each of them stood on the Yin-Yang fish eye.

The Sword Saint's eyes lit up and he exclaimed: "What a good sword technique! Your Tai Chi sword is very different from what I usually see. Where did you learn it from, little brother?"

Wuming also looked at Chu Yang with some curiosity.

Chu Yang whispered: "From a Taoist friend."

Wuming nodded and said: "This sword technique is peaceful and natural. It must have been created by a Taoist master."

The Sword Saint sighed, "It turns out that sword techniques can be so exquisite without being sharp. It's really eye-opening."

The two of them kept praising each other, making Jian Chen very jealous and depressed.

For so many years, Wuming has never praised him as much as he praised Chu Yang.

Tai Chi sword is good at defense but not attack. After the black and white Yin-Yang formation diagram appeared, Chu Yang's sword technique changed again and changed to Dugu Nine Swords.

Dugu Nine Swords only attack but not defend, which complements Tai Chi sword intent.

Two sword techniques with extremely profound intentions appeared at the same time, and Wuming and Sword Saint could hardly hide the shock on their faces.

"This person is a sword genius who is no less than me!"

After retiring from the martial arts world for many years, Wuming still felt an itch for the first time. If he hadn't thought of himself as a senior, he would have taken action long ago.

The next moment.

Chu Yang attacked Wuming, who was protecting his body with sword energy, with the "Breaking Qi Style".

Dugu Nine Swords is not essentially a set of moves, but a martial arts theory. In the hands of different people, it can exert different powers.

In Chu Yang's hands, it is a unique skill that is no less than Moming's sword technique, and it can completely threaten Wuming, who has not yet comprehended the Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Origin.

Feng Qingyang once commented on the exquisiteness of the Breaking Qi Style as "divine and clear, in one heart".

Therefore, Wuming's body-protecting sword energy was broken by Chu Yang in an instant, and the Fire Scale Sword pointed directly at the opponent's vital point.

Wuming was shocked!

But he still dodged the sword with his fighting instincts honed over the years.

The high temperature of the Fire Scale Sword still burned a big hole in his clothes on his chest.

Wuming's old face turned red.

He almost capsized after just one move.

The Sword Saint who was watching the fight was so shocked that he almost pulled his beard off.

"Chen'er, pass the sword!"

Wuming had no choice but to ask Jian Chen to throw the Hero Sword over, otherwise he might really make a fool of himself within three moves.

Jian Chen seemed to be scared and held the Hero Sword in a daze.

"Your master asked you to pass the sword!"

The Sword Saint suddenly patted Jian Chen's back, and the latter suddenly woke up and threw the sword away.

Wuming, who caught the Hero Sword, changed his momentum and officially fought with Chu Yang. The three-move agreement was invalid.

Originally, Wuming was at the Heavenly Sword Realm. He was better without a sword than with a sword. It didn't matter to him whether he had the Hero Sword in his hand or not.

But Chu Yang's Breaking Qi Style was designed to break his sword Qi. Without the Hero Sword, Wuming would be greatly restrained.

This was a situation he had never encountered before, and Wuming himself was somewhat at a loss.

Wuming, holding the Hero Sword, used the Unknown Sword Style to fight the enemy, while Chu Yang changed his tactics and used the "Breaking Sword Style" to fight the enemy.

The two fought back and forth for a while, and the Sword Saint found that Chu Yang's sword style had restrained the Unknown Sword Style again.

"This kid should have just met Wuming today, why does every move and style restrain him so much?"

Wuming's thoughts were similar to those of the Sword Saint, so he changed his sword style again and unexpectedly changed to the Sword Saint's Holy Spirit Sword Style.

After years of fierce battles with the Sword Master, Wuming had already mastered this set of swordsmanship, otherwise Wuming's swordsmanship wouldn't have had any moves designed to defeat it.

Chu Yang, who had already seen the Holy Spirit Sword Technique once, used the "Breaking Sword Style" to crack it, which was equivalent to an open-paper exam and easier than drinking water.

Not long after, Wuming felt the familiar sense of restraint again, as if there was a big stone weighing on his heart, and he was extremely depressed.

The sword master who was watching the battle attentively suddenly realized that Chu Yang's swordsmanship was not to restrain inexplicable swordsmanship, but to restrain all swordsmanship!

"Is there such a weird martial arts in the world?!"

The sword master was greatly inspired and stared at Chu Yang, as if something was about to be broken deep in his heart!

"My sword twenty-three..."

"It's done!"

Chu Yang's combat power level was much higher than that of Fengyun World, and Tai Chi True Meaning and Dugu Nine Swords exerted terrifying power in his hands.

Wu Ming used all the sword skills he had learned throughout his life, but Chu Yang blocked them all with his true Tai Chi intention.

The constantly circulating Yin-Yang fish formation diagram left a big shadow on Wuming.

The battle continued until Wuming was exhausted.

Chu Yang had memorized all the martial arts in Wuming except Wanjian Guizong.

Make a small profit.

The real Wanjian Guizong will probably only be obtained when Pojun shows up. By then, Wuming will probably have to suffer a bit.

On the other side, the Sword Master sat cross-legged and entered a state of profound trance.

The sword intent flows all over his body, like gurgling water, coming to an end and beginning again.

"He is comprehending Sword Twenty-Three..."

Wuming knew that the sword master felt something in his heart after watching the battle between him and Chu Yang.

He had a premonition that the Sword Master's holy swordsmanship would make further progress and enter an unprecedented realm of swordsmanship.

"Once this move is performed, the world will be shocked and the ghosts and gods will weep!"

Wuming murmured.

"I don't know if it will shock the world and make the gods cry. I only know that Xiong Ba is about to die."

When Wuming and Jianchen were not paying attention, Chu Yang took the Fire Lin Sword back and waited quietly for the Sword Master to realize Sword Twenty-Three.

Time passed slowly, and a white light lit up in the sky.

When the sword master opened his eyes again, his whole aura was completely different from before. He was like Wuming, with his sharp edge completely restrained.

Nameless eyes showed admiration.

The sword master stood up and said to Wuming, "I'm leaving."

Wuming was about to speak but stopped, and wanted to persuade again.

The sword master smiled and said: "I don't need to use this sword on Xiong Ba, I will die with my eyes in peace."

Wuming could only shake his head helplessly.

"I'll give senior a ride."

Chu Yang stood beside the sword master.

"That's fine. If it weren't for you, I don't know when my Sword Twenty-Three would be born. You should observe this last sword carefully and pass it on for me."

The sword master seemed to be aware of Chu Yang's intentions, but he didn't mind. It would be a pity if such a shocking swordsmanship was to become a pile of dirt with him.

Under the silent watch of Wuming, Sword Master and Chu Yang left together.

…

The Tianxiahui is now bustling with people, heroes are paying homage, and the reputation of Xiongba has reached its climax.

All this is given by the Sword Master.

Everyone knows that between Wushuang City and Tianxiahui, who can become the largest martial arts gang in the future depends on the outcome of the battle between the two.

If the Sword Master wins, the unparalleled city will win, and if the Xiongba wins, the world will win.

but.

Everyone hopes that there will be a lose-lose outcome and witness that Wushuang City and Tianxia will fall at the same time.

When the time comes, all the heroes will compete, and everyone hopes to be the next hero!

Seven days have passed.

Many heroes who were invited stood in front of the No. 1 Building in the World, looking forward to the appearance of the Sword Master.

Three poles in the sun.

The time for a fight has long passed.

The sword master has yet to show up.

"Why doesn't this sword master come? Is it possible that he is timid before fighting?"

"I'm afraid it won't be a big joke if word spreads!"

"The leader of the male gang was so powerful that he was so frightened that the sword master cowered and didn't dare to see anyone, hahaha."

"Nonsense! The sword master has been famous in the world for many years, and even Tianjian Wuming has competed with him. How can he be timid in fighting!"

Opinions vary.

In front of the No. 1 building in the world, heroes from all over the world quarreled endlessly.

Xiong Ba looked at this scene indifferently, feeling a bit ominous.

He knew that it was impossible for the Juggernaut to miss the battle.

But where is the old man? What are you doing? His ears and eyes were completely unaware, as if the sword master suddenly disappeared from the world. Xiong Ba didn't like this feeling of being out of control.

at the same time.

The sword master is already outside the Tianxiahui.

Along the way, he exchanged experiences with Chu Yang and lost track of time, so he missed the appointment.

At this time, although the sword master's vitality was exhausted, his eyes were full of energy and his spirit became particularly strong.

"My body can only support me so far, and then I have to draw my sword."

"On the way here, I told you the mysteries of Sword Twenty-Three. You must pay attention and watch carefully."

"I can't use the second sword."

The sword master smiled slightly, his expression was extremely free and easy, and he didn't feel like he was going to die at all.

"Senior, feel free to draw your sword, but I will guard your body here to prevent Xiao Xiao from spoiling your interest."

Chu Yang made a "please" gesture.

The Sword Master originally wanted Chu Yang to go to the First Floor of the World first, and then he would draw the sword, so that Chu Yang could see the complete process.

But Chu Yang seemed to have no such intention and stood beside him silently.

"what ever."

As soon as the words fell, the Sword Saint's body flashed with dazzling golden light, and his soul left his body and flew to the No. 1 Building in the World.

The Sword Saint, who was determined to kill Xiong Ba with his sword, did not notice that there was another Chu Yang behind him.

Chu Yang did not follow him to the No. 1 Building in the World, but his shadow clone went there.

The speed of soul traveling through space was extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, the Sword Saint came to the No. 1 Building in the World and saw Xiong Ba sitting on the throne, accepting everyone's congratulations.

He did not arrive in time, and according to the rules, the winner was naturally Xiong Ba.

So.

The Sword Saint in the soul state said loudly: "Excuse me for waiting for a long time, I have a sword, and I want to ask the leader Xiong for advice!"

Instantly.

The No. 1 Building in the World was shining with golden light!

Everyone was blinded by the dazzling light.

Under the golden light, everyone's body was frozen, watching the Sword Saint fly towards Xiong Ba, using his finger as a sword to stab the opponent's vitals.

Xiong Ba was shocked and angry, but his body was out of control. He watched helplessly as the Sword Saint stabbed him.

Unprecedented fear appeared in Xiong Ba's heart.

Am I going to die?

Now the world's situation is in his hands. Xiong Ba can hardly accept the result that he is about to die.

Outside the Tianxia Club.

Several figures quietly appeared near the Sword Saint's real body.

There was an old acquaintance Jian Chen.

There was also a cute girl.

And... a cold young man with a face full of dissatisfaction and a head of instant noodles.

Just by looking at the appearance, Chu Yang could guess that the young man was Bu Jingyun, and the girl was Chu Chu.

"Has the Sword Saint performed Sword Twenty-Three?"

Jian Chen noticed the strange posture of the Sword Saint and couldn't help asking Chu Yang.

"What are you doing here?"

Chu Yang asked back.

"My master was worried that after Senior Sword Saint was defeated, Xiong Ba would vent his anger on the people of Wushuang City, so he asked me to come here as a lobbyist."

Although Jian Chen was unhappy with Chu Yang, he still maintained due respect, after all, the other party was a master who could be compared with his master.

"Why are you telling him this? Get out of my way, Xiong Ba's life can only be taken by me!"

Bu Jingyun obviously knew about Jian Twenty-three, and was afraid that the Sword Saint would really kill Xiong Ba, leaving him with no revenge, so he rushed to the Sword Saint's real body.

"I have been unhappy with you for a long time, you are as annoying as that pig teammate Xing Jue!"

If it weren't for Bu Jingyun, Xiong Ba would have been dead long ago. He had to make so many subsequent plots, just like Xing Jue, he was a top war criminal.

Chu Yang kicked him in the face without any hesitation.

Bu Jingyun raised his sword to block, and the next second, he flew out with his sword and fainted on the stairs.