In the evening, Chu Ming followed the habit he had developed these days and came to the gate of Wuxiang Mountain.
She found that the place was overcrowded.
There are dense crowds everywhere, they are shoulder to shoulder, their sleeves are spread out, almost blocking the entire mountain road below.
Their discussions were boiling like a boiling pot.
The excitement here is actually three points better than yesterday.
Chu Ming had to ask Chushan Chushi to set up a square table on a cliff far away and open a big umbrella.
This place is far away from the mountain gate, about a mile away, and because of the crowds, the view is not very good.
Chu Ming was very happy.
Listening to the discussions of the nearby quacks, she felt as sweet as eating honey.
"I haven't shown up yet. It seems like I've been waiting in vain today. I have a headache and I can't even find a place to live in the mountains."
"Fuck, I traveled thousands of miles to come here. What kind of Wuji Sword Lord is this? Isn't he a coward?"
"No, it is said that this boy is in seclusion and will come out in a few days. And he saved the Wood Sword Immortal from trouble in the past, which requires great perseverance and resilience."
"That's not necessarily true. Most of them are afraid of losing, right? They are burdened by reputation and cannot afford to lose. I have also seen some famous tycoons who can risk life and death when fighting with others, but when it comes to their own reputation, they are timid and care less. feather."
"I think this guy has gained a false reputation. He was praised as a god about the Secret Realm of Time and the Wood Sword Immortal, but it is difficult for outsiders to know what happened that time."
"It's ridiculous! If he wasn't the top talent, why would Li Changsheng force his way into the palace for him and argue with the emperor?"
"Ha, this son is not the only one in this family. That's because Daning has been suppressing the Wuxiang Shenzong a lot in recent years."
The words of these charlatans were like a sweet and cool wind, passing through Chu Ming's heart.
This was the reason why she would take some time out to drink tea here after her daily hard training.
Sitting here for an hour every day will make her feel comfortable all day long.
Chu Ming thought: Chu Xisheng, Chu Xisheng, you also have this day?
She had actually experienced Chu Xisheng's situation.
After becoming famous, Chu Ming for a period of time was cautious about any challenges and discussions from others, worrying about gains and losses.
Now it was Chu Xisheng's turn.
Chu Ming didn't dare to challenge Chu Xisheng rashly.
That guy's bloodline talent is very strong, comparable to that of the Overlord Martial King. But this person's cultivation level is too low and his accumulation is too little. Compared with the 'Purple Eyebrow Heavenly Lord' Shui Ruge, he is still far behind.
If he really dared to comply, he would only be embarrassed and laughable.
Why is he worthy of being the first of the Heavenly Kings and the fourteenth on the Qingyun Ranking?
At the same time, Chu Ming also had confusion in her eyes: "You haven't found out yet? What is Chu Xisheng doing in Tianlan Residence?"
"My subordinates don't know!"
Chu Shan bowed slightly: "Miss, the surrounding area of Tianlan Residence is tightly guarded. Chu Xisheng's three Taoist attendants, as well as Liu Ruoxi, are all loyal to Chu Xisheng. Next to it is the Blood Pine Sacred Tree, which can sense all Aiming at Chu Xisheng's malicious intentions, ordinary martial arts cultivators on the Earth Ranking cannot get close to him. There is nothing we can do about this matter."
In fact, what he wants to say is, don't waste your efforts and do everything according to your ability.
Chu Ming immediately snorted.
She took a sip of tea gently, her eyes as deep as the sea: "Then let the court find a solution. The Wuxiang Divine Sect is secretive, and Tianlan Residence is sneaky. Something must have happened inside."
At the same time, in the teahouse box not far away, Hu Kan looked at a piece of yellow talisman paper spread out in front of him with troubled eyes.
Hu Lai looked outside in the direction of the mountain gate through the window, without any intention of urging him.
When Hu Kan gritted his teeth and picked up the pen, he looked back in surprise: "Did you really write it? You know that Senior Brother Chu likes fame and fame the most, and he takes this fame very seriously. "
"Don't I know?"
Hu Kan smiled bitterly and said: "But who told him not to come out? Isn't this why Tianji Pavilion asked us to come here? The next issue of Tianji Martial Arts will be released in the near future. If we don't send out the news, it will be too late to go back."
He sighed; "Let's explain the situation truthfully. How to arrange the list and how to write his article. The higher-ups have their own plans. We can't delay official duties."
Hu Lai couldn't help but be silent for a while.
Many editors of Tianji Pavilion are relatively sensible and will not be too disparaging about Chu Xisheng in their articles.
However, Chu Xisheng did not come out for more than ten days, and he was indeed suspected of avoiding war.
But everyone in the world likes to praise the high and disdain the low, and tends to be popular and black. Senior Brother Chu may be wronged this time.
At this moment, he heard a commotion outside the building.
"Who is that?"
"It's Chu Xisheng! He's here, coming down from the mountain!"
Hu Lai and Hu Kan immediately looked sideways and looked outside, and then they saw a golden light hovering in front of the mountain gate, in front of the 'Purple Eyebrow Tianjun' Shui Ruge.
As the golden light gradually dissipated, Chu Xisheng's figure appeared in front of everyone.
He was standing on a small boat shaped like a giant sword, standing in the air, looking down at the water like a song.
Both Hu Lai and Hu Kan noticed that Chu Xisheng's appearance had changed slightly.
The face is still the same, and the facial features are also the same, clear and handsome, tall and tall, and a pair of narrow phoenix eyes with a slight smile.
However, every inch of skin on his face was more delicate than before; the proportions of his eyes, ears, nose, and lips were also more coordinated and perfect.
Set off by the robes of a saint, he is almost inhumanly handsome, with an unworldly and uninhibited temperament.
The two couldn't help but turn their heads and looked at each other.
They all thought that Senior Brother Chu was becoming more and more coquettish.
At this time, a group of young women near the mountain gate had already let out a burst of screams. The sounds merged together and vibrated for miles, penetrating the sky, causing almost all the Jianghu guests present to have sharp pain in their eardrums and turn pale.
If only these screaming women were ordinary people.
But they all have cultivation skills, and they all have the lowest level of the seventh level.
Among the people, only Chu Ming frowned and felt depressed.
Is this guy out of jail? Does he really dare to challenge?
Just when Chu Ming was surprised, Chu Xisheng was looking at Shui Ruge.
"Purple eyebrows, you are Shui Ruge. Your Excellency, you want to challenge me for a fight?"
Shui Ruge perked up when he saw Chu Xisheng.
He immediately threw the piano in front of him to the beautiful book boy behind him.
The latter was immediately relieved. This music-mad master, who played the piano with a idiosyncratic tune that even Jiao Weigong Shang Yu could not figure out, had tortured his ears.
Shui Ruge raised his hands, cupped his fists and said, "Xingxu Shenzong Shui Ruge came here to ask for advice from Lord Wuji Sword!"
Chu Xi smiled "ha" and jumped off the sword boat.
The sword boat suddenly changed back into the shape of the sword box, looking extremely handsome.
Chu Xisheng stood ten feet in front of Shui Ruge: "I don't dare to be called a master of swordsman. In front of so many great masters here, I am just trying to do the same thing, making everyone laugh.
It's really interesting to say that you are a person who has traveled tens of thousands of miles to come here to fight, just for the bullshit article about Lunwu Tower, because I stole your position as the Heavenly King? The so-called Young Heavenly King, is the ranking on the Qingyun List so important? "
Shui Ruge thought that this guy was really powerful. With just a few words, he turned into a man who was obsessed with fame and wealth. He was also a brainless person who was easy to be provoked.
Although this is also true.
Shui Ruge laughed dumbly and said calmly: "Shui does care a little about the title of Qingyun Four Heavenly Lord. I want to know what kind of person this young hero is who replaced me. I also want to see your Excellency." Wuji Slash, what’s going on?”
Chu Xi nodded slightly, with a sarcastic look on his face: "If you want to challenge me, I naturally have no reason to refuse. The majestic Purple Eyebrow Heavenly Lord is also qualified to fight with Chu. Is Coach Ye here? Can Coach Ye help us? Be a witness.”
The many disciples of the Wuxiang Shen Sect in front of the mountain gate suddenly became excited when they heard this.
This is their Heaven-Slaying Sacred Legend, the Supreme Sword Lord!
Most of the many Jianghu guests were secretly ashamed.
They had misjudged this Wuji Sword Lord.
This person was probably in seclusion before and it was not convenient for him to come out at the moment, but they thought Chu Xisheng was cowardly and a coward.
These people immediately began to look forward to it secretly.
For the battle between the Purple Eyebrowed Heavenly Lord and the Wuji Sword Lord, the peripheral betting market has increased to more than 50 million divine gold.
Many people present wanted to know whether Chu Xisheng was in name only or whether the ranking of Lunwu Tower was real.
They didn't care much about the swordsmanship and swordsmanship of the two.
Most of them can't understand it, and they probably won't learn anything.
Shui Ruge felt moved when she saw Ye Zhiqiu, whom she had met before, walking out of the crowd.
He thought that this Wuji Sword Lord was actually an upright and upright gentleman.
In fact, he was very afraid of those "Pingtian" saints from the Wuxiang Divine Sect, and felt very guilty.
The elders of the sect once told him that the few people from the Wuxiang Divine Sect who had mastered the Pingtian Sword were extremely evil-hearted and were the best at cheating.
If he really asked a 'Pingtian' saint to be a witness, he would have to put at least 30% of his efforts on this person.
He didn't hesitate, he actually took out several golden needles from his sleeve and inserted them into the back of his head one by one.
"I won't take advantage of you either. My cultivation level is three levels higher than yours. Today, I will use this golden needle to limit my body's true energy to the same level as you."
Chu Xisheng disagreed, thinking that Shui Ruge's body could limit him, but his bloodline talent could not, so the other party still took advantage.
Moreover, he has the power of the three branches of the Wood Sword Immortal, which is actually not inferior to most fourth-level martial arts cultivators in terms of strength.
He shook his head: "Actually, it's not necessary. At the sixth level, you are not my enemy in numbers."
Shui Ruge's eyes narrowed, and then he smiled slightly: "You have to fight to know that Shui is ready. If Master Dao has no objection, let's ask Coach Ye to start."
At this time, Ye Zhiqiu was standing beside them.
She held a copper coin in her jade hand and glanced sideways at Chu Xisheng.
Seeing the young man, he nodded slightly and immediately bounced the copper coin in his hand high.
"Be careful, only take action when the money falls. The Wuxiang Shen Sect and the Xingxu Immortal Sect have been helping each other for thousands of years. It's best for you two to stop at the last minute, and don't hurt the friendship."
In fact, with Ye Zhiqiu's cultivation level, he was not qualified to supervise the battle for these two people.
However, the two people in front of her had full confidence in their control over the swords in their hands.
While the two people were talking in front of the mountain gate, Jian Zangfeng stood suspended in the sky three miles away, with a smile in his eyes: "Why do you think the two of them will win or lose?"
"I don't know. I can't see clearly between these two people."
Zong Sanping put his hands behind his back and said with admiration on his face: "My junior brother is extremely talented and will definitely inherit the Heaven-Slaying Sacred Legend in the future."
It would be great to be able to prevent him from seeing reality clearly.
The corner of Jian Zangfeng's lips raised slightly: "Senior brother, should you participate in the gambling game? I heard that you recently pawned two magical weapons?"
Zong Sanping suddenly glanced around with a guilty conscience.
He knew that even though none of the great elders of our sect were here, they were all very concerned about this battle.
There might be a great elder's consciousness nearby.
He looked sideways at Jian Zangfeng and asked in a low voice: "How do you know?"
He thought he was doing it secretly.
"The owner of the Pingtian Treasure Ship, who is extremely rich, is actually so embarrassed that he needs to use it as a magic weapon. This is a strange thing in itself. The news has spread long ago."
Jian Zangfeng shook his head, with a look of helplessness on his doughy face: "It's better to sell the magic weapon than to pawn it."
Zong Sanping thought that he was also helpless.
After being promoted to the third rank, he spent all his savings over the years and owed a lot of debt.
And because he left for the Northern Region and the Central Plains, his treasure ship business was interrupted for nearly half a year.
Zong Sanping also wanted to kill and steal from the giant spirits and evil cultivators.
However, at this moment, he could not find a suitable target and was unable to do so.
"Seven hundred thousand, I bet 200,000 on a draw, and 500,000 on Chu Xisheng's loss."
Zong Sanping faced Jian Zangfeng's surprised gaze, his face turned red, and he forcefully explained: "It's not that I underestimated my junior brother. My junior brother's combat prowess is indeed the best among the younger generation, but his accumulation is still a little behind. Even if Shui Ruge's skill level is reduced, his bloodline talent is still there, and his martial arts attainments are not comparable to those of a sixth-grade martial artist. Therefore, I am more optimistic about Shui Ruge. I estimate that he can win within a moment, or with the same skill level. Next, it ends in a draw.”
In this way, no matter what the outcome is, he will not lose.
If Shui Ruge wins, she can make a lot of money, and if there is a draw, she can make back her lost money.
Jian Zangfeng concentrated on the odds between the two, then untied a bag from his waist and threw it to the Heavenly Attendant next to him: "There are 600,000 taels of magic silver in it. Could you please help me get it?" If you place your bet, let’s bet that the two of them will tie.”
Zong Sanping looked puzzled when he heard this: "Isn't this just a desperate move?"
"No, I believe in Senior Brother Zong's vision."
Jian Zangfeng grinned, showing his silver teeth: "Who among the Jianghu people doesn't know that the Sanping layman will always pay off when he bets?"
Zong Sanping was stunned for a moment, then his face turned as dark as iron.
At this time, in front of the mountain gate, the copper coin had rolled down and was only a few feet away from the ground.
Chu Xisheng pressed the knife with his hand, looking calm and composed.
His spiritual consciousness has been tightly locked on Shui Ruge, paying attention to his every move.
Veins also appeared on his arms, which was a sign that he was about to use force to draw the knife.
The moment the copper coin hit the ground, both of them flashed at the same time and appeared ten feet away on the opposite side.
They actually used their teleportation abilities at the same time, appearing behind each other and looking like they had swapped directions.
Chu Xisheng raised his eyebrows, and then disappeared again.
The two of them flashed their figures continuously, until after seven times, they finally came within two feet, and once again used their spiritual energy to lock each other.
At this moment, both of them drew their swords at the same time.
"Qiang!"
Following this sound, two thunderous swords shone in the air.
However, the pair of swords did not collide head-on. The moment they crossed each other in the air, Shui Ruge immediately dodged and retreated ten feet away, while Chu Xisheng stayed where he was, stroking the sword and sighing softly.
"As expected of Ziwei Sacred Legend!"
Shui Ruge cultivated Xingxiu Immortal Sect's 'Ziwei Heavenly Sword'.
The three sacred legends of the Xingxiu Immortal Sect are all derived from the three emperor stars that have not yet appeared in the sky - Da Ri, Zi Wei, and Gou Chen.
Among them, 'Ziwei' controls the latitude and longitude of the sky, the earth, and has the ability to control the sun, moon, stars, and the four seasons.
The main force is the latitude and longitude of the sky, that is, Taixu, which is space.
Of these three emperor stars, except for the 'Great Sun', which once ruled all living beings in the sky and the earth in ancient times and controlled all races, the other two only exist in legends.
However, both 'Ziwei' and 'Gou Chen' have the power to control thousands of stars.
It is said that the origin of the Chu family's martial arts in the west of Beijing actually originated from the Xingxu Immortal Sect, which is part of the Gouchen lineage.
While Chu Xisheng sighed, he brushed off a few blood spots on the knife and evaporated them.
The "Kill Thousands of Kills with One Sword" move he just performed was actually avoided by the opponent at the last moment.
Shui Ruge looked at her chest.
The front of his clothes was actually torn open.
There is also a shallow cut on the skin inside the skirt, about half a hand long, and less than an inch into the flesh.
Although he closed the wound immediately, traces of blood still seeped out.
A look of surprise appeared in Shui Ruge's eyes: "Your Majesty, you have such a fast knife!"
At this time, almost all the martial arts cultivators near the mountain gate made a buzzing sound.
Most people find it unbelievable that in the same realm, Shui Ruge was defeated by Chu Xisheng with a single blow!
Shui Ruge was only slightly injured, but the superiority between the two could already be seen from this.
With just this sword, Chu Xisheng has lived up to his reputation as the 'Master of the Infinite Sword'.
After all, this person is not yet seventeen years old and has only been practicing for two years.
Zong Sanping also raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes unbelievable: "This sword is indeed very fast."
In Chu Xisheng's state, it was almost unbelievable.
"It seems that Senior Brother Zong's five hundred thousand taels of magic silver is about to fly away."
A smile appeared on Jian Zangfeng's face like a big cake and bun: "Senior Brother Zong has never seen him take action, right?"
Zong Sanping snorted when he heard this and thought it was still early.
He was betting that Shui Ruge would win. As for how to win this battle, in what form, and at what level of martial arts, he did not set any limits.
"I met him twice when I sent him to Wuxiang Mountain, and then went north until I returned a few days ago. Over the past few days, I have only heard rumors about him and never seen him take action with my own eyes."
Zong Sanping believed that those rumors were too exaggerated and were probably the product of bragging by his fellow disciples.
"I haven't seen it either."
There was something strange in Jian Zangfeng's eyes: "But Junior Sister Ye told me that Chu Xisheng's sword speed even surprised Senior Uncle Su when he saw it."
At this time, outside the crowd, Chu Ming had stood up from his chair, his face as dark as iron.
That guy could actually defeat Shui Ruge with the same skill!
"Excellent sword skills, this sword can no longer be described as 'fast'."
As the old voice sounded, the figure of 'Tiger Roaring Dragon Soaring' Long Heihu appeared beside Chu Ming: "The Qingyun Ranking formulated by Lunwu Tower this time clearly has the intention of praising Chu Xisheng. But they This time, it may be a mistake."
Chu Ming felt even more unhappy, and felt a gloomy energy rising in her chest.
Ever since she met this bastard, there had never been a day that made her feel comfortable.
And while everyone around was talking about it, two points of blood mist silently erupted from the back of Shui Ruge's head.
Among the six golden needles, two were forced to fly out by his true energy, and Shui Ruge's physical aura was also rapidly improving.
When Chu Xisheng saw this, there was admiration in his eyes: "I told you before, it doesn't have to be like this. With the same level of strength, you are no match for me."
Shui Ruge looked calm: "Your sword skills are extremely powerful! This is the only thing Shui has ever seen in his life. Only by unlocking the fifth-grade martial arts body can I have the ability to fight with you."
"It's not enough to be below the fifth rank."
Chu Xisheng shook her head: "You think too highly of yourself."
Shui Ruge didn't speak. His figure suddenly flashed and appeared behind Chu Xisheng again in a flash.
This time Shui Ruge did not use his natural ability, but directly shuttled through the void with the Ziwei Heavenly Sword.
Chu Xisheng gave up the power of instant flash. His 'Cloud Shadow Flash' could only be used a few times.
Ziwei inherited the fifth-level realm and had the power to travel through the void at short distances. Although it didn't take long, it was much stronger than him.
But in the next moment, the other Jade-Gui Jinnai sword he had hidden in the sheath suddenly came out of its sheath.
As the jade-white sword light shone, the entire surrounding time sequence paused for an instant.
At the same time, Chu Xisheng's 'Slaying Heaven' sword intention also killed part of Shui Ruge's thoughts.
He still used the ultimate move from before.
The Three Phase Heavenly Killing Sword* kills ten thousand with one sword!
'Top'!
Chu Xisheng's jade sword struck in the air, making a buzzing sonic boom sound. The sharp sword swept across the area four feet in front, cutting all the mustard dust particles it came into contact with into two pieces.
Shui Ruge retreated in time. Chu Xisheng killed many of his thoughts and even made him temporarily forget to pour his true energy into the sword, but it failed to kill his thoughts of retreating.
Shui Ruge's expression was extremely solemn. He and Chu Xisheng looked at each other, and two more golden needles burst out from behind their heads.
This person's divine power is so powerful that he can almost catch up to the third level.
Therefore, it is easy to 'kill' part of his thoughts.
Shui Ruge had to continue to improve her cultivation and increase her resistance to the Heaven-Slaying Sword.
Hundreds of feet behind Shui Ruge, the Taoist boy looked incredible.
The master who has been promoted to the fifth level is still not Chu Xisheng's enemy!
This Wuji Sword Lord is actually so strong?
Chu Xisheng, however, held the knife in both hands and shook his head: "There is no need to keep the remaining two. I am not afraid that you will take advantage. Instead of unblocking it later, it is better to do it in one step."
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At this time, in the teahouse not far away, Hu Kan and Hu Lai involuntarily turned their heads and looked at each other.
Both of them had the same idea in their minds at this time.
So strong!
Their martial arts, Senior Brother Chu, has actually risen to this level!
The name of Lord Wuji Sword is worthy of both name and reality!
As for those trash in the Martial Building, this time it was a blind cat that caught a dead mouse.
