Chu Xiang snorted, ignored Shang Jing and continued on his way.
"There is one more thing I think it is necessary to tell you. Lushan Academy has hired a master to interrogate you. He should arrive soon." Shang Jing said.
"If you seek death, I will help him." Chu Xiang said coldly.
Chu Xiang left without any intention of stopping or saying thank you. Shang Jing looked at Chu Xiang's leaving figure and began to wonder whether this was the right candidate and whether there was any use in continuing to contact him.
Chu Xiang understood Shang Jing's thoughts very well and wanted to use favors to trap him, but he forgot one thing. He was facing the master of Jiangwu Hall, Demon Lord Chu Xiang, and Demon Lord Chu Xiang would never play his cards according to the routine.
The mountains were a little too lively today. Less than half a day after Chu Xiang walked, a man came walking in the snow from the northwest. His clothes were fluttering and he looked like an immortal.
What came was a strange man. He was about thirty-five or sixteen years old. He looked gentle and calm, giving people a sense of being aloof from the world. He was wearing an improved Han-style robe, carrying a three-foot long sword on his back, and actually holding a sword in his hand. Cat, the kitten lay lazily in the arms of the middle-aged man, not curling up at all due to the cold weather, and its two round eyes looked forward curiously.
The visitor didn't stop until he was ten steps away from Chu Xiang. He looked Chu Xiang up and down with his bright and restrained eyes and said, "Demon Lord Chu Xiang?"
"Yes." Chu Xiang said, his eyes falling on the sword hilt exposed on the middle-aged man's shoulder. This was an unusual sword.
"I am Sun Yulou of Yangmingshan. I am here to inquire about something at the invitation of the teachers and students of Lushan Academy." The kitten on Sun Yulou's arm shook its head uneasily, and Sun Yulou gently stroked the kitten.
"A bunch of rats, they don't dare to ask questions themselves, but they ask others to come and die." Chu Xiang sneered.
"No, everyone has their own strengths. If they don't have the ability to come to you, of course they have to borrow someone else's help. If they lose their lives on the way, it doesn't make any sense." Sun Yulou said.
"There is no difference, they are all going to die, sooner or later makes no difference."
"By saying this, do you mean to admit that you killed Senior Brother Song?" Sun Yulou frowned and his expression became cold and solemn.
"If you want to know, it depends on your ability. If you win, you can learn from me. If you lose, you can go to the underworld and ask Song Daoran." Chu Xiang said coldly.
"You are also a man who has read many poems and books. Do you have to draw your sword to kill each other?" Sun Yulou frowned even more.
“Isn’t this world about the weak and the strong?”
"No matter how strong the law of the jungle is, there must always be a place for reason." Sun Yulou said.
"Should I call you naive or ignorant?" Chu Xiang sneered.
Sun Yulou's face turned red, and he said in a deep voice: "Okay, then let's see the outcome under the sword. If I win, tell me the answer. If I lose, I won't bother you anymore."
"My sword
There are only ghosts down there. "Chu Xiang Leng said.
"You only need to decide the winner. There is no need to have to fight to the death." Sun Yulou said.
Chu Xiang laughed and said, "I suddenly want to know how you survive until now."
"Everyone has his own way, there is no need to force others." Sun Yulou said seriously.
Chu Xiang suddenly laughed and said, "If you can take my sword, I will tell you."
"Okay." Sun Yulou leaned over and put the kitten down. The kitten obediently turned behind Sun Yulou's feet. Sun Yulou drew his sword. The long sword was like a stream of autumn water, reflecting the vast sky and earth. Sun Yulou flicked the sword and said loudly: "This sword has been with me through thirty-eight battles and has never been defeated so far. May heaven and earth grant me adversity."
With a stern look on his face, Chu Xiang thought that Sun Yulou was a scholar who had not experienced the vicissitudes of the world. However, when he said these words, Chu Xiang felt a slight uproar in his heart. It is so rare to maintain an innocent heart after thirty-eight battles. , May heaven and earth grant me adversity, how heroic this is, this scholar has read his own world, and is by no means an ordinary person.
"Then take the move." Chu Xiang said, the turbulence in his heart calmed down, and he slowly drew his sword. The world suddenly became cold and solemn, and the bronze sword bloomed with dazzling light.
A golden light burst out from the tip of the sword and pierced the sky. Suddenly, the weather became chilly, and the snowflakes seemed to have lost their usual leisure. Just when the golden light fell, a stream of autumn water illuminated the sky, and thousands of sword energy burst out from the tip of the sword, like fish swimming upstream, converging into a point and constantly hitting the golden line, one after another, continuously.
The continuous impact seems to last for a long time, so long that people lose the concept of time, but it seems to be just a moment. Youyu failed to stop the golden thread from falling. The golden thread pressed against Youyu and hit the long sword, Sun Yulou's wrist. There was a violent earthquake, the tiger's mouth burst open, and at the same time the golden thread disappeared.
Sun Yulou was stunned, looking at the autumn-like long sword in his hand. He could obviously block that sword, but the result was exactly the opposite.
"Can you still be reasonable now?" Chu Xiang sheathed his sword.
"Why not?" Sun Yulou asked.
Chu Xiang concluded, indeed, why not? Sun Yulou is not dead yet, nor is he mute. He can still speak, and of course he can reason with others.
"Why?" Sun Yulou glanced at the sword in his hand and looked up at Chu Xiang.
"Will I tell you my secret?" Chu Xiang sneered, knowing what Sun Yulou was asking.
"Of course you won't." Sun Yulou said, sheathing his sword.
"I have to tell you," Chu Xiang said.
Sun Yulou was stunned and didn't know why Chu Xiang said that.
"There is righteousness in the world. My sword is the sword of righteousness, and it will naturally become stronger and stronger."
Sun Yulou was stunned again. The sword of Demon Lord Chu Xiang turned out to be the sword of righteousness. After being able to draw the sword, it continuously absorbs the righteous energy of heaven and earth, and its power continues to increase.
, rather than attenuation.
In fact, Chu Xiang was not telling the truth. He was in Mengsun Yulou, but the truth was the same. His sword energy could absorb the will of nature and was indeed getting stronger and stronger.
Chu Xiang suddenly burst out laughing, and then drifted away, leaving a stunned Sun Yulou blowing in the wind.
It was so fun. After Chu Xiang left Sun Yulou's sight, he was so proud that his steps began to wander. There is nothing more fun in the world than teasing scholars, and he is a swordsman master who stands at the top of scholars in the world. If people in the martial arts hall know about it, Demon Lord Chu Xiang will probably be blown up to the sky and become the number one person in history.
Sun Yulou, this was the first time Chu Xiang heard this name. He didn't expect that he was such a master. Chu Xiang was lucky to win this sword. If there was a life and death fight, he might not be able to win. Sun Yulou didn't use his full strength, and of course Chu Xiang didn't use his full strength either. However, he miscalculated the power of Chu Xiang's sword. He just wanted to block the sword and make Chu Xiang retreat.
With an innocent heart and a benevolent person, Chu Xiang would naturally not really want to kill him, but was just pretending to scare Sun Yulou.
Playing tricks on an evenly matched pair was such a sense of accomplishment. Although Chu Xiang kept his face expressionless, he was actually very happy. He was so happy that Chu Xiang didn't even have the slightest thought of getting angry when he saw another person blocking his way.
"I've been looking for you for a long time." The young man blocking the road said word by word. This was a young man with a wild wolf-like nature, energetic and fearless.
"Are you seeking revenge from me?" Chu Xiang sneered.
"No." The young man said firmly, his tone was hard, but his words were soft.
"Then why are you looking for me?" Chu Xiang laughed.
"Nothing." The young man said.
I didn't mean to do anything, I just wanted to find him, take a look, or make plans after seeing him.
"Aren't you afraid of becoming a street rat?" Chu Xiang said.
"I speak Chinese very well," the young man said.
"What if I let you become a street rat?"
"You won't." The young man said firmly, with a very sure tone.
"I'm starting to like you a little bit." Chu Xiang smiled.
"I'm here to tell you that one day I will surpass you and make you my defeated enemy." The young man said.
"A very good idea." Chu Xiang said.
The visitor was none other than Xiaocao Shinye, who had chosen to be hostile to Chu Xiang before the battle at Mount Fuji. This wolf-like young man actually crossed the sea and came to China.
"What's your name now?" Chu Xiang asked.
"Xiaocao Xinye." Xiaocao Xinye has no intention of changing his name.
"From now on, you can call me Yang Xinye." Chu Xiang said.
"I won't change my name." Xiaocao Xinye said firmly.
