Three more days later, there were a small lonely peak north of Tiexi Village, and there were suddenly more people in the martial arts world.

"Just ahead, Yan's mansion never returns, where can we ask the Sword King to come out? It is said that each of the three bloody swordsmen is a top-notch master."

"Who heard that? If our Baiyuan County has a top-notch master, can the Qingyuan School dominate the entire family?"

"You don't know this. The Sword King is already a hundred years old. If he hadn't practiced his true energy to the point of conquering ancient and modern times, how could he live for so long?"

"Hahaha, in my opinion, the Sword King is just a kind of inheritance, and I don't know which generation it has been passed down now."

Chen Xinghe looked down and said, "There are so many people coming here. I'm really full and I have nothing to do. How good is it to have the strength to go home and farm?"

Suddenly, a message was transmitted from ten miles away: "The sky was covered with frost with ten miles of pavilion, and when did the blue hair and white hair last?"

The sound of breaking through the air quickly approached, and Youran said: "There is no regret in this life and the mistakes in this life are the fate of moving in the next life."

As soon as he finished speaking, the man arrived, landing at the top of the small lonely peak like flying in the air.

Chen Xinghe stood on a cliff protruding from a cliff, looked around carefully, and thought to himself: "Isn't this person the King of Swords? Why don't there be any sword?"

I don’t know what benefits Yan’s mansion promised, but he actually invited this master. Xiao Shen said before that he had little chance of meeting. As a result, before he could get all the medicinal materials on the fifth level of the Vajra Treasure Banner magic, the man came.

"It's good to be here. Xiao Shen and I listed the Three Musketeers of the Road to the Road to Rebirth as the fourth route to the cultivation world. Relatively speaking, the difficulty of contact is much lower than that of Shajia and Lianfeng Temple." Chen Xinghe thought while looking at each other, He Shidao is indeed a little older, with white hair and eyebrows, a strong face as if he was shaved with a knife, his eyes were bright, and his eyes seemed to be able to see directly in people's hearts.

"I dare to ask how good the Yan family has given me, but they actually came from afar and couldn't get along with me, the younger generation?" Chen Xinghe said in a daze that he immediately destroyed the image of an expert created by the other party. You said that you were still reading poems when you appeared on the stage, and came to kill people with elegant appearances. If you miss you again, you are a frivolous person. What is the difference between you and ordinary people in the world?

"I owed a favor to Yan's family, and I had to pay it back." A master is a master. Qingpiao's words made a big difference. It shows that I didn't want to come, but I had to come to pay off the favors and debts. It's different from ordinary people in the world.

Chen Xinghe said again: "Since you are here, where is the sword of your senior? Can you show it out and ask me to see it?"

"Hahaha, when you are qualified to see me out of my sword, you will see it." The sword king said, diving down, his sharp claws quickly tearing the air, which was quite like a lion fighting against a rabbit and using all his strength.

"Bang bang bang..." The energy was arduous, and the two collided dozens of times at extremely fast speed. What was unbelievable was that Chen Xinghe, a young man, actually had a little advantage.

"Boom..." The two separated and stood at a corner of the cliff.

He Chudao frowned slightly. The young man pointed his sword in his left hand and put a black silk screen on his right glove. He actually used his left sword and fist with his right fist.

In this way, he was like facing two first-class experts at the same time. How could such a person appear in such a remote area?

"Okay, you are qualified to let me draw the sword." He said it quickly, and he was soon to kill him.

I heard a "clang" sound, and I didn't see the sword, but only a faint glow swept.

Chen Xinghe watched attentively. As soon as the other party made an action, he determined that this sword was similar to the Qinglong-driving Fire and Lotus Sword, and he also used his true energy to continuously cultivate the sword fetus.

"No, this cannot be called a sword fetus, it is just a strange sword energy."

Seeing the glow of light coming, Chen Xinghe paused his left hand and took the other side to take a step forward to the sword.

Speaking of which, Sword King He Chudao has already reached the peak level of a first-class master. How could Chen Xinghe come first in front of him?

There is a way, and scales pop out at the fingertips. This is Chen Xinghe's sword. It is not only the Lishou sword, but also the second sword of the Three Souls Sword.

With a "sniff", the Sword King changed his move in the middle, causing the sunlight to sweep towards the scales.

He had to do this because the scales had a mysterious and mysterious meaning, which seemed to affect his mind.

The masters fought and decided their lives in an instant.

He Chudao would never want to lose his mind in an instant, even if it was only a fraction of a breath, it would be enough to threaten his life.

The sunset was swallowing and spitting, and the scales were broken, and Chen Xinghe was shocked.

You should know that this scale is particularly tough and is no worse than a sword. It should be a skillful weapon prepared by experts like assassins for assassination.

Let’s not talk about what kind of creatures can form such scales. Just talk about the rays of light emitted from wherever they are, I’m afraid there will be no swords and swords that can be found in the world.

Chen Xinghe took three steps back and his heels were at the edge of the cliff.

Facing the enemy's releasing the sword energy of the sunset again, he hurriedly threw out two feet long black lines, which was the large net of ashes wrapped around his right hand.

It was strange that the expected brokenness did not appear, and this big net could withstand the smoky light.

"Haha!" Chen Xinghe suddenly felt energetic and shouted: "Old guy will decide his life and death!"

Without waiting for any reaction, a dazzling lightning light came on. Then there was a loud "click" and half of the cliff collapsed downwards.

In front of everyone, Chen Xinghe, the rising star of Baiyuan County, and the old sword king of the Buguilu, both fell.

Although this cliff is only two hundred feet high, it may not be possible to survive if you fall down. After all, the two are in a life-and-death duel. What happened to the lightning just now?

Some people are shocked, some are gloating, and some are breathing a sigh of relief. This moment can be said to be the appearance of all living beings in the world.

Besides, where did the Sword King tell you? He never expected that the ashes net that was thrown by a whip would discharge.

Half of the body is numb and half of the body is charred. If it weren't for wearing an ice silkworm armor, he would have fainted if he didn't die.

As the gravel fell, the two of them forced to resist numbness and found a place to settle down. Unexpectedly, with a "swish" sound under their feet, their feet evaporated and evaporated.

"Ah! My feet." He was quite shocked. What trick did the other party use to instantly destroy his feet?

Of course, the Blue Dragon is the Fire-Running Lotus Sword, but the sword body is still a fetus, and it is still far from becoming a sword! Moreover, after a sword from this distance, it is estimated that the cultivation will be light for several months and cannot be restored in less than a year or two.

Chen Xinghe spent a lot of money, and the other party still had the power to fight back when he endured a lightning bolt, which means that he must be protected by treasures. If he cannot solve it as soon as possible, then there is no need to think about pretending to die today.

He Chudao's anger arose from his heart. Just as he was about to burn both jade and stones, his body "bang", and the cliff was already at the end.

The ashes were hung on a mountain wall, Chen Xinghe swayed three times and gently fell down, and Xiao Shen ran over with a corpse.

"you?"

Who would have thought that the Sword King was so solid that he was still awake at this time. Chen Xinghe went up without saying a word and just killed him with a cauldron.

The fist in the temple, those who watched the battle would never have imagined that the sword king, who had been famous for decades, died like this, with blood bleeding in his seven orifices, and his eyes were uneasy.

Xiao Shen hurriedly squatted down and forged the scene, and said while working: "It seems that the Sword King is not a monk, otherwise you would not have succeeded so easily."

Chen Xinghe sighed: "He is not! He only masters a strange sword energy. Thirty breaths, come on, Brother Xiao, we have to leave after thirty breaths."
Chapter completed!