Could it be that you are the Wuji Sword Master of the Wuxiang Divine Sect? "
As soon as the shopkeeper of Pinxianlou said the words, several people in the building were stunned.
"With the wind blowing from all sides, Yan Dongpeng wondered, who is the Infinite Sword Lord?"
Could it be that the young man in front of me who is at the sixth level of cultivation is still someone from China?
Moreover, among those who have been known as the kings of swordsmanship in China throughout the ages, which one is not a master of swordsmanship on the heavenly list?
How virtuous and capable is this son, that he dares to add the word 'jun' to his name?
Chu Xisheng looked at the shopkeeper of Pinxianlou in surprise: "Do you recognize me?"
"Of course I recognize it! This issue's Lunwu Shenji and Tianji Martial Arts Manual all have your shadow graphics."
The shopkeeper's originally fair and plump face turned as dark as water: "You are Wuji Sword Master Chu Xisheng, also known as Chu Yidao, Chu Wudi. The Heaven-Slaying Sacred Legend of the Wuxiang Divine Sect, a candidate for the Bloody Sword, and the Qingyun General Ranking The nineteenth, the chief of the Four Heavenly Lords of Qingyun, and the scroller of the Wood Sword Immortal!"
Yan Dongpeng and others' expressions changed when they heard the shopkeeper mention the words 'Zhutian Shengzhuan'.
After that, every time they heard the shopkeeper reveal his identity, their faces trembled.
It's not that they were afraid of Chu Xisheng's strength.
This person's cultivation level is at most six levels. No matter how strong he is, how much stronger can he get?
The reason why this boy was able to enter the 19th place in the Qingyun Ranking and rank first among the Four Heavenly Lords in Qingyun must be because of his outstanding talent, right?
This is the trickiest part.
Two ordinary disciples of the Wuxiang Divine Sect were killed.
Even if the Wuxiang Divine Sect learned about it afterwards, it was beyond its reach and did not have much time to deal with them.
But with someone like Chu Xisheng, once he dies here, the Wuxiang Divine Sect will definitely investigate and kill him at all costs.
Chu Xisheng's expression was clear.
Because "a white horse is not a horse", the painters of Lunwu Pavilion and Tianji Pavilion could not draw his charm, and his facial features would be specious.
However, people who see these pictures will still recognize his identity once they meet him.
Chu Xisheng was only surprised that Buzhou Mountain, 1.7 million miles away, could actually receive the latest issue of Lunwu Shenji and Tianji Martial Arts Manual.
He shook his head and put down his wine glass: "Can you answer my question? When will the giant spirits from the Mara tribe come?"
"Your Excellency, you are conciliatory? What kind of giant spirit?" The shopkeeper of Pinxianlou seemed stunned, and his voice was difficult: "Two of you, is there any misunderstanding in this?"
Chu Xisheng couldn't help but laugh: "Misunderstanding? You know that I am a candidate for Xueyan, and I learned the Yayi sword. How can there be any misunderstanding? There are hundreds of people here, and you are very murderous towards the two of Chu."
He looked at his system panel and saw the word '睚禦' in the status bar.
——Your Yajuan Blade Intent has been raised to its ultimate strength!
In fact, there is no need to look at the system panel, Chu Xisheng's own spiritual consciousness can sense it.
As early as when he entered the Broken Leaf Collection, his soul spontaneously condensed the sword intention. How could he be plotted by these people in the Broken Leaf Collection?
The shopkeeper was stunned when he heard this, and then he reacted.
He read the column analysis of "On the Martial Divine Machine" and found out that the spiritual thoughts of practitioners who know the meaning of the Yajuan Blade are extremely sensitive.
It is said that their souls are like mirrors that can reflect and reflect all hostility.
This is also the reason why "On the Divine Machinery of Martial Arts" concludes that King Bawu did not die in an ambush or assassination.
If she senses the emperor's hostility, she will not return to the capital, so the rumors in the world about the emperor killing heroes are very absurd.
The shopkeeper still wanted to speak to see if he could resolve this disaster. "The wind was coming from all directions, but Yan Dongpeng had a sullen face and said coldly: "Shut up, Lao Zhuang. We have already offended people to death, so why bother talking nonsense? What about the Holy Tradition of Wuxiang Shenzong? After we finish this It’s just a business deal, Yangyuan escapes, what the hell do they know?”
"Youfeng Jian", Yan Yi also chuckled, holding down the sword at his waist: "You are so sincere! I thought these two people
He was just a Tianzhu-level disciple of the Wuxiang Divine Sect, but he didn't expect that there was actually a Qingyun Tianjun, a super Tianzhu-level disciple. Fortunately! Unexpectedly, Yan would be lucky enough to kill a saint from the Wuxiang Shen Sect today? "
Black Dapeng and Ni Jun shook his head, his fists slightly arched like eagle claws, ready to attack.
There was anticipation in Ni Jun's eyes: "Brother Yan has sold them to Mo Luo Qianhu Mo Ke Lie. It is estimated that his giant spirit warriors are less than seventy miles away from here. Lao Zhuang. This is a deal. The business is no longer possible, but I guess Mokre will be willing to pay a high price for these two people."
When the shopkeeper of Pinxianlou heard the three of them talking, his heart trembled and he felt like his stomach was twitching.
It has only been two days since this issue of "On the Martial God Machine" was delivered to Buzhou Mountain.
Yan Dongpeng and the others had never seen it, so they didn't know that Chu Xisheng was protected by the Wood Sword Immortal and even gave him a clone of a first-grade sacred tree to protect him.
I would like to ask, how is it possible that this person does not have any way to save his life and escape?
How easy is it to kill him?
Once these two people escape today, where will they end up?
There is another "Tianji Martial Arts Book" that is even more conclusive, saying that although Chu Xisheng cannot yet be called the chief of Qingyun Tianjun, his combat power is the leader of his class, probably close to the fourth rank.
This person's Yajuan Blade Intention is even higher than the thirteenth level!
The more enemies this child faces, the stronger his combat power becomes. Among those ten thousand troops, his combat power may even be elevated to the fourth level.
In other places, the shopkeeper would have had full confidence in taking down these two people.
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Lao Zhuang, the shopkeeper of Pinxian Restaurant, looked helplessly outside the restaurant.
Outside the restaurant, hundreds of Suiyeji martial arts cultivators drew their swords and surrounded them with quick and fierce movements.
They were agile and cooperated skillfully to surround the restaurant.
Just when Lao Zhuang was entangled, Yan Yi suddenly shouted: "Do it!"
Next to him, Yan Dongpeng pulled out the long sword from his waist almost at the same time.
Black Dapeng and Ni Jun even waved their claws and grabbed Chu Xisheng across the Eight Immortals Table with a rainbow of energy: "Die to me."
Chu Xi's expression remained unchanged, and the corners of her lips twitched slightly: "Yai Zhu!"
A huge beast shadow appeared behind him in an instant, with a dragon head and a jackal body, and a sword in its mouth.
"Roar!"
As the giant beast let out a muffled roar, everyone inside and outside the restaurant felt that their hearts were being slashed by an overbearing and extremely sharp long knife!
The dozens of fourth-grade martial arts cultivators present were fine, but their minds were shaken and cramped, and they were absent-minded for a while.
The fifth and sixth grade Sui Yeji martial arts cultivators outside were bleeding from their mouths and noses, and half-knelt on the ground involuntarily.
"Qiang!"
The sound came from the waists of Chu Xisheng and Ye Zhiqiu, and they drew their swords almost at the same time. In the case of You Fengjian, Yan Yi and Hei Dapeng, Ni Jun was still in a daze, and before he could react, he cut off their heads directly.
The impact of the Dao Gang sword energy not only shattered the two heads, but also scattered their souls.
With wind coming from all directions, Yan Dongpeng finally withstood Chu Xisheng's sword attack.
At this time, the Yaizhan sword intention was still oppressing his soul and suppressing his true intention of martial arts.
However, he has stabilized his spirit and can spare his strength to fight against the enemy.
But when Yan Dongpeng came to his senses, he saw the heads of his two companions thrown away and exploded.
His heart suddenly fluttered, and an endless chill grew in his chest.
These two have such fast knives! What a fast sword!
The woman opposite seems to be a Super Sky Pillar too!
At this time, the two cold lights were already slashing towards him, one from the left and the other from the right.
Yan Dongpeng had to switch from offense to defense, trying to weave a dense sword wall to resist the two men's attacks.
He still held hope in his heart. As long as he resisted the sword on the other side and waited for his companions to arrive, these two people would still die!
Just the next moment, he heard the word "kill" spoken by the two people opposite him at the same time.
Then Yan Dongpeng didn't feel anything at all, and found that his hands and feet had been chopped off by the two people opposite him.
In the distance, Lao Zhuang, the shopkeeper of Pinxianlou, who had already made up his mind to join forces with Yan Dongpeng to surround Chu Xisheng and others, saw this and couldn't help but feel like he was dead. He turned around without hesitation and turned into a flash of light that flew towards the distance. And go.
He even crushed a jade talisman directly, and his whole body transformed into lightning and flew away into the distance, while letting out a hoarse roar.
"Everyone, let me go! That woman is a fifth-grade Chaotianzhu, Zhutianshengzhuan! The Yajuan Sword is definitely not invincible!"
Lao Zhuang is a well-known know-it-all among the people of Buzhou Mountain, and he is also very knowledgeable in martial arts, so he recognized the move of the two.
That was the secret technique that sealed the world's swords in the past - killing and killing people!
Being able to eliminate the opponent's thoughts of resistance before killing someone.
It is said that the former No. 8 in the world relied on this method to prevent any swordsman in the world from drawing a sword in front of her!
If it were anyone else, Lao Zhuang wouldn't recognize this move even if he saw it.
But since he knew that Chu Xisheng was the master of the 'Tian Zhuan Sheng Zhuan', how could he not think of the famous swordsmanship of 'The World's Sealed Sword'?
After Chu Xisheng and Ye Zhiqiu chopped off Yan Dongpeng's hands and feet and took away Yan Dongpeng's luggage bag, they stopped attacking him.
Both of them have a tacit understanding that they want to keep one alive for torture.
In fact, the restaurant owner was more suitable, but this person was very determined to escape, and his speed was too fast, and he disappeared in the blink of an eye.
So they can only settle for the next best thing.
Just a moment later, the two of them turned into flashes of light and rushed outside the restaurant.
Their targets were all the escaping fourth-level martial cultivators, and they ignored the fifth- and sixth-level martial cultivators who were kneeling on the ground outside.
Under the pressure of Chu Xisheng's Yajuan Sword, these people pose no threat to them. On the contrary, they can further stimulate Chu Xisheng's sword intention and increase his combat power.
But those fourth-level martial arts cultivators are also extremely alert. There is a reason why they can survive in Buzhou Mountain.
At this time, they all used various escape talismans without hesitation and fled in all directions at extremely fast speeds, not daring to meet Chu Xisheng and the two of them at all.
And although this collection of broken leaves is located in a valley, the passages extend in all directions, and there are caves connecting it below. The two of them pursued and intercepted with all their strength, but only stopped two of them.
Chu Xisheng's sword skills were extremely explosive, and he beheaded his opponent with fifteen sword strokes; but Ye Zhiqiu used fifty moves to behead his opponent.
After she killed her opponent, she sighed secretly.
Master is right, Chu Xisheng's combat power is really different from what it used to be, surpassing her.
Just now, Chu Xisheng was obviously able to do it with ease, but she had to do her best, and with the help of Chu Xisheng's sword suppression, she was able to kill her opponent in a short time.
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How could Chu Xisheng's Yuan Shen power and Yazhan Sword Intent be so powerful?
She thought that Chu Xisheng was already so powerful before he cultivated the Death-touching Saber with Divine Will. How powerful would he be if he cultivated the Death-Touching Saber with Divine Will?
Maybe one day, Chu Xisheng will be able to conquer the world with one sword like Lord Xue Yaidao!
Ye Zhiqiu then put away his thoughts and began to mend the swords of those who were alive.
Although Chu Xisheng used his sword intent to shock the souls of these fifth-grade martial arts cultivators, it was not enough to kill them.
Ye Zhiqiu had to mend his sword one by one and cut off their heads.
This was undoubtedly a bloody and dirty word, but Chu Xisheng had already done the most important work, and it was her turn to do the rest.
Chu Xisheng returned to the restaurant and came to Yan Dongpeng.
The flesh and blood regeneration ability of a fourth-level martial artist is simply terrifying. In just a short time, this guy's broken limbs sprouted a little flesh sprout.
Chu Xisheng glanced at his wound and asked nonchalantly: "Who is the Mo Luo Qian Hu Mo Ke Lie you are talking about? Is he a gold crown or a silver crown?"
"Ma Senhu is the Golden Crown Sento of the Mara tribe!"
Yan Dongpeng endured the severe pain and glared at Chu Xisheng with a ferocious expression: "You are all dead, dead!"
There was extreme anger and unwillingness in his eyes, and he wanted to eat Chu Xisheng alive.
Chu Xisheng and Ye Zhiqiu outside were shocked when they heard this.
None of them expected that refining Rahu's blood would go so smoothly.
Chu Xisheng then asked in confusion: "Why are you doing such a thing? You are working as a secret medicine hunter in Buzhou Mountain, and you can make millions from a single business. Why are you doing this?"
Yan Dongpeng snorted coldly, his face tightened and he refused to speak.
"It's not that they don't want to do it, but they can't do it," Ye Zhiqiu, who had been beheading for more than eighty levels, walked into the restaurant.
She sneered: "Didn't you notice? The strength of these people is too poor. Even if they find the secret medicine, they can't help others get it. Without Tianzhu level fourth-grade combat power, what kind of secret medicine hunter are you?"
Chu Xisheng was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then felt relieved.
Indeed, the main ingredients of those fourth-grade secret medicines are not only difficult to find, but are also accompanied by great dangers. Sometimes you can't even rely on the help of others and have to face it alone.
Especially the secret ritual of promotion after taking the secret medicine requires the protection of someone with reliable combat power.
If the ritual fails, it will end like the Iron Maniac.
This is why Li Tiangong, the magic swordsmith, is so popular.
This tailor-made sword can indeed greatly enhance a martial artist's combat power and increase his chances of success in promotion.
"Also, if my guess is correct, these guys should not come from our country, but are local martial arts cultivators in Buzhou Mountain."
Ye Zhiqiu looked at Yan Dongpeng with a cold look: "The Yuan Gong of these guys is impure and their foundation is too messy. They are definitely not from our country. He can cultivate to the fourth level with an incomplete martial art, and his talent is quite good. .”
Yan Dongpeng's face turned pale and he sneered: "Yan comes from China and can practice orthodox inherited skills. How can he only have this level of cultivation? We really can't do the business of secret medicine hunters, but like you Piglets, I can make millions by killing one, and I can also collect rewards from those djinn tribes, and my life will be very happy."
Chu Xisheng's eyes suddenly darkened slightly.
He had carefully observed just now that the magical weapons on these people were very impressive, and he didn't know how many customers they had cheated over the years.
Ye Zhiqiu said disdainfully: "These people were all slaves of the giant spirits. They made their fortunes by bullying their fellow tribesmen. They are rotten from the root. Even if they have escaped now, they still rely on eating the flesh and blood of their fellow tribesmen." Living a living, working for giants, a bunch of scum."
Yan Dongpeng widened his eyes and said, "Isn't this your fault? If it weren't for your Central Plains sect refusing to help us. Your secret medicine hunters wouldn't trade with us for the secret medicine and elixir recipes. Why is this necessary?"
At this moment, a desolate bugle sound came from outside the valley.
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Dongpeng was shocked and his eyes were filled with confusion: "It's Mokelie! He and his warriors are here. They have arrived outside the valley."
Yan Dongpeng laughed loudly: "He is the prince of the Moluo tribe. He has a team of hundreds of kings under his command. He can also control the soldiers of the slave tribe and mobilize at least 20,000 troops. If Yan dies today, you will not survive. I'll be waiting for you down below."
Chu Xisheng laughed dumbly, thinking that I can't beat him, so why can't I escape? The terrain here is so convenient.
Of course there is no need to run away.
Ye Zhiqiu even chuckled: "What's the use of having more people? My junior brother is practicing the Yaizhan Sword."
Yan Dongpeng couldn't help but choked.
He is a native of Buzhou Mountain and has never heard of the Yaju Dao.
But now he knows.
That simply goes against the common sense of martial arts. The more enemies there are, the stronger this guy's combat power will be.
Chu Xisheng's two fingers had already erupted with sword blades, piercing the center of Yan Dongpeng's eyebrows.
Then he also looked outside the valley: "This person came just in time. Let's go meet the Golden Crown Qianhu for a while."
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Mo Kelie was leading his subordinates, marching in the direction of Broken Leaf Collection with great momentum.
He did not mobilize an army of 20,000 as Yan Dongpeng said, and there was no reason to mobilize an army for two human martial arts cultivators from China.
At this time, there were only three Giant Spirit Hundreds accompanying Moklie, and one King's Account Hundred headed by the silver-crowned giant spirit Mo Wenbin. Together with a thousand slave troops from the human race, the flying speed of 500 was as fast as There are winged men who are better than fourth-grade martial arts cultivators; there are also five hundred tengu who have a keen sense of smell and are good at tracking.
But just when his army was approaching Suiye Ji, he saw a human figure running towards him from the opposite side in a panic.
Mo Kelie raised his eyebrows and recognized that it was one of the leaders of the Suiyeji clan, named Zhuang Quan.
This man used to be their slave soldier Qianhu, but later he became the leader of a runaway slave because of his father's instructions.
Among all the fugitive slave settlements in the Moluo tribe's territory, Suiyeji is relatively obedient and pays a lot of tribute every year, so the Moluo tribe acquiesces to their existence.
His father and elders believed that instead of allowing this group of human warriors whose combat power had exceeded the seventh level to wander around in the territory and cause trouble, it was better to gather them together and control them, so Zhuang Quan, the leader of the escaped slaves, was created.
After Zhuang Quan Yukong approached, he bowed his head in the direction of Mo Kelie and said, "My slave Zhuang Quan, please see His Highness Prince Mo Kelie."
Mo Kelie waved directly and asked Zhuang Quan to come closer.
"Where are those two people? Where are the heads? And why do you look so panicked?"
"Your Highness, Yan Dongpeng and the other two are already dead. They died under the swords of those two people."
Zhuang Quan's face was pale and his voice was bitter: "They made a mistake! Those two people are the true disciples of the Wuxiang Divine Sect. One of them is also the Zhutian Sage of the Wuxiang Divine Sect, a candidate for the Blood Jade, and the 19th in the Qingyun Ranking. Position, one of the Four Heavenly Lords of Qingyun——"
He then looked at the four hundred giant spirit warriors who were walking around with thunderous sounds, as well as the swarming slave army surrounding them.
A flash of surprise flashed in Zhuang Quan's eyes: "No, Your Highness! We can't go any further. If Your Highness wants to capture those two people, you can disperse all the slave troops. You only need to personally lead the hundreds of royal accounts under your command, a few four Experts above grade 1 can go there.”
When the silver-crowned giant spirit Demon Wen Bin heard this, he immediately looked at Zhuang Quan with an unkind look.
This guy dared to say such words. Could it be that he has already taken refuge with his own people?
The reason why Master Senhu mobilized 2,400 soldiers was because of his caution.
The two human warriors destroyed the corpses to eliminate traces, and then left the corpses to provoke them. There was obviously something wrong with them.
The adults of Qianhu took great measures to recruit elite slave soldiers from nearby villages.
This Zhuang Quan wants the masters of thousands of households to disband the slave soldiers and lead only a hundred households of the king's account? I simply don’t know what it means.
However, one of the two human martial arts cultivators was ranked 19th on the Qingyun Ranking and one of the Four Heavenly Lords of Qingyun, which made Mo Wenbin even more interested.
Isn't such a character equivalent to the blood crown among their giant spirits?
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Zhuang Quan also noticed the suspicion in the eyes of Mokelie and many giant spirits.
He looked anxious: "Qianhu, he is cultivating the human race's Yaju sword! This is a kind of martial arts derived from the mythical beast Yaju, and is the inheritance of the Blood Yaidao Lord. This person once suppressed the Shenzhou with one sword a thousand years ago. , invincible in the world, and once broke into our Buzhou Mountain, setting an unparalleled record. The more people you bring there now, the stronger his strength will be."
The silver-crowned giant spirit Demon Wen Bin couldn't help laughing: "You're talking nonsense, how can there be such innate supernatural powers in the world? Besides, your human race is invincible, what does it mean to me, Buzhou Mountain?"
He had never heard of the Bloody Sword Lord, nor had he heard of a mythical beast called 'Yaiju' in the world.
Zhuang Quan's face turned green.
The Nine Sons of the Dragon have a similar bloodline to the human race, and are both descendants of Pangu. However, they are not well-known in Buzhou Mountain and have been extinct in the North for hundreds of thousands of years.
Buzhou Mountain does not even have "Lun Wu Shenji" and "Tianji Wu Pu", which discuss the allusions of ancient times and Jianghu.
However, Mo Kelie, the golden-crowned Qianhu, looked startled: "Yaizu and Bloody Yaidao Lord?"
He seems to have heard of this name?
Mokre immediately looked up the name from his memory.
Once, Mokelie heard his elders talk about there being unparalleled heroes among the human race.
Thousands of years ago, there was a man who broke into the imperial palace on the sixth floor of Buzhou Mountain, beheaded the Southern Emperor of Heaven at that time, and used his sword to suppress countless giant spirits up and down Buzhou Mountain. .
He didn't believe it at the time and thought it was all made up by his elders.
None of them, the descendants of natural gods, have such unparalleled heroes, let alone the human race who were cursed by many ancestor gods and could only serve as slaves for them?
Mokre couldn't help but wonder.
Are the rumors true?
Are those two human martial arts cultivators descendants of Lord Xue Yaidao?
Mokre then moved slightly and looked forward: "It seems it's too late, they are already here."
He saw a man and a woman twenty miles away, flying towards this direction.
However, the corners of Moklie's lips twitched, and his fighting spirit became even stronger: "We will meet these two people to see if the rumors about Lord Bloody Sword are true or false."
He still believed that the rumor was untrue and too exaggerated.
However, these two human martial arts cultivators were quite courageous. After seeing their army, instead of avoiding them, they faced them head-on.
Mokre wondered whether these two men were confident enough to defeat them, or were they too stupid to even run away?
Chu Xisheng and the two stood in the air twenty miles away.
Ye Zhiqiu looked at him worriedly: "Junior brother, can you do it?"
Although it is said that if the Yaizhen Sword has been repaired to the twelfth level or above, it will be able to defeat ten thousand enemies with one person, but that is in the northern battlefield.
The giant spirits in front of them were much more elite than the night wolf army.
The Night Wolves are a royal family of giant spirits, with a population of more than 10 million in the south.
There are many first- and second-grade masters in their clan. However, due to too many bloodlines and mixing with many ethnic groups, the overall quality of the soldiers has declined.
What's more, in the past, in addition to the Yajuan Sword, the Overlord King of Martial Arts also had the secret method of the Emperor's Way as an aid.
"It's not a big problem."
Chu Xisheng glanced around and knew what was going on. He took out a blood-red pill from his sleeve and took it.
This is the 'Infinitely Fierce Divine Pill', which can strengthen his spiritual power in a short period of time.
"But I can only suppress them for a moment with the Yajuan Sword. Within a moment, you can deal with that Silver Crown Hundred Households. Is that enough?"
"Enough, more than enough!"
Ye Zhiqiu raised the corners of his lips,
Within a moment, if she couldn't deal with a Silver Crown Hundred Household whose combat power had been reduced by at least 30%, wouldn't it be useless?
Chu Xisheng nodded and clenched the knife in his hand, "Leave the Golden Crown Qianhu to me, and please remember, don't force things! If you can't beat him later, then run away, we will look for opportunities later. That’s it.
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At this time, his hair had turned purple, and his long hair had broken away from his hair bundles and was dancing in the wind.
Chu Xisheng's "God's Sorrow" has been aroused to the extreme at this time.
There was also a huge ferocious beast with the head of a dragon and the body of a jackal, transforming behind him.
That is none other than the Nine Sons of the Dragon - Yaju!
