The two continued to talk and laugh as they moved forward. On the other side, Chen Nianyun, who was also walking with a sword in a dense forest, was surprised to meet a young man.
"Tan Songlei!"
Chen Nianyun looked at the young man who killed the weapon spirit beast with a sword and shouted: "I didn't expect that the first person I met was actually you."
Tan Songlei was a little surprised to see Chen Nianyun, and then looked at Chen Nianyun eagerly.
"Brother Nianyun, I didn't expect that we would meet again so soon. Come and draw your sword! Let me see how virtuous you are to be Brother Lin's adopted son!"
Hearing this, Chen Nianyun, who had been running over happily, suddenly turned pale.
There must be something wrong with this kid. After all, being Lin Xiaolu's adopted son is a great honor.
He quickly changed his smile and explained very seriously: "Brother Tan, I am really not Lin Xiaolu's adopted son. That guy is talking nonsense."
"Brother Nianyun is humble. Brother Lin and I hit it off immediately. I know him well. He is not a person who likes to brag. If he says you are an adopted son, you must be an adopted son."
Chen Nianyun:......
This guy is so short-sighted! He was actually fooled into this by Lin Xiaolu!
Just because he took you to visit the brothel and made you happy, you believe him so much? Where is your pride in Shushan?
Burning with anger, Chen Nianyun fiercely raised the spirit sword and said angrily to the young man in front of him: "It's useless to talk more! Let me see the secrets of your Shushan sword cultivation today!"
When Tan Songlei heard this, he immediately raised his hands and laughed excitedly: "Brother Nianyun, please!"
The two young men stood in the forest one after another. Chen Nianyun was holding a sword with a look of gritted teeth.
He must give this Shushan guy a good beating today, and then give that idiot Lin Xiaolu a good beating later. He will beat him even if he can't beat him. It's so irritating!
Compared to his anger, Tan Songlei looked eager to try. He held the sword in his hand and said with a smile: "Shu Mountain - Tan Songlei."
"Emei——Chen Nianyun!"
As soon as the words fell, the two were about to fight each other, and just when they were about to take action, a young man with injuries all over his body suddenly flew out of the dense forest not far away.
The boy was covered in scars. As soon as he landed, he couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of bright red, which shocked both Chen Nianyun and Tan Songlei.
"It's a fellow Taoist from Kunlun!" Tan Songlei exclaimed after recognizing the boy's clothes.
After saying this, Tan Songlei quickly stepped forward to help the boy up, and Chen Nianyun also raised his hand to heal him with spiritual power.
"How are you, fellow Taoist? Does it matter?"
"Did you get injured by a weapon spirit beast?"
At this moment, the young man was covering his chest with a look of fear on his face, looking at Chen Nianyun and Tan Songlei in front of him. Just as he was about to speak, seven or eight people suddenly jumped out of the forest.
These people were all young men with strange blades. After they came out, they all looked at Chen Nianyun and Tan Songlei, and then one of them sneered: "また神州狗が二马います."
Chen Nianyun:? ? ?
Tan Songlei:? ? ?
When the injured young man saw the people coming, he immediately shouted in pain: "Fellow Taoists, leave quickly, these people are Japanese monks."
Chen Nianyun and Tan Songlei looked at each other after hearing this, and then they both stood up with their swords raised.
The injured Kunlun monk immediately became anxious when he saw their actions. He clutched his chest and exclaimed: "There are seven of them. You can leave quickly and don't worry about me."
Chen Nianyun took an elixir from Najie and threw it to him, indicating that he could heal his wounds with peace of mind. Then he looked at the seven Japanese monks in front of him and smiled at Tan Songlei:
"Brother Tan, don't you want to compete with me? Why don't we compete... who can kill more?"
Tan Songlei was stunned when he heard this, and said with some hesitation: "Brother Nianyun, I have never killed anyone, I will definitely not be able to compare with you."
"Um... Actually, I haven't killed anyone before, but people always have their first time." Chen Nianyun said.
"Yeah, that's right." Tan Songlei nodded: "Then I'll do my best."
At this point, the two young sword cultivators stood with their swords in hand, and a total of seven cultivators in front of them also pulled out the strange blades on their waists.
There was a language barrier between the two parties, so there was no nonsense. After looking at each other quietly for a while~
"call!"
Tan Songlei and Chen Nianyun rushed out at the same time, their speed was astonishing, and the swords in their hands each threw out handsome sword flowers!
Mu Ling Sword Technique——The end of the day and the end of the road!
Sword Controlling - The sword leaves traces!
The seven disdainful Japanese teenagers were immediately shocked when they saw the sword skills of these two men.
These are two Foundation Establishment realm sword cultivators!
In the dense forest, Chen Nianyun and Tan Songlei both held swords and rushed towards the Japanese monk. Their bodies followed each other like ghosts, and the sword energy full of spiritual power flew around with the sword edge, and they collided with each other in an instant.
"Qiang!"
The blades faced each other, making a harsh collision sound. The two swords danced wildly, like a sudden storm, suppressing seven Japanese blades in an instant!
At this moment, the two teenagers were walking side by side. The sword energy hovered around them and spread continuously. They quickly cut down the surrounding towering trees one by one, and led seven Japanese monks to forcefully create an open area.
In fact, Chen Nianyun himself did not expect that he and Tan Songlei would have such a tacit understanding when they joined forces for the first time. The two of them, one on the left and the other on the right, stabbed and slashed low. The two swords came out at the same time, and the swords flashed like dragons. The seven Japanese monks only After a few attempts, they were forced to retreat.
"Boohoo!"
During the melee, several spiritual spells were swung out by the Japanese monks. Tan Songlei's long sword whirled and danced directly in the palm of his hand. The sword's blade was filled with blue light, and all the spiritual spells were directed down his crotch. Chen Nianyun took the lead, using his sword to move like a dragon and a snake. They met and repelled two Japanese monks at the same time, and then Tan Songlei flew in and stabbed one of them with his sword.
The seven Japanese monks faced constant attacks from the two men, one on the left and one on the right. They spoke eagerly to each other in Japanese, and they used all the bladed magic weapons in their hands, but they still couldn't stop them!
"Wow!"
Another sound broke through the air, and Chen Nianyun teleported. The Chi Mu Sword in the Mu Ling Sword Technique was suddenly activated. The protective talismans of several Japanese monks were broken by a sword, and one of them was stabbed in the shoulder by a sword. , blood surges.
Over there, Tan Songlei flew into the air and turned around. As the long sword danced wildly, the blue sword light spread out suddenly, dividing into two parts, two parts into four parts, and four parts into eight parts. He was wielding it with the power of one person. He used eight sword energy to defeat four Japanese monks!
Sword Controlling - Wusheng Sword Walking!
The two of them staggered each other, injuring several people. The Japanese monk, who was already injured, quickly surrounded the two of them after a retreat and looked at them in horror.
In the field, Chen Nianyun and Tan Songlei were not afraid at all when facing a circle of Japanese monks. They leaned against each other with their backs to each other, then their eyes were like torches, and they raised their swords at the same time.
Mu Ling Sword Technique - Mu Xue Whisk!
Sword Controlling - Nine-curved Corridor!
The two of them performed powerful sword techniques at the same time, and the sword energy full of spiritual power reverberated around and turned into a whirlwind.
And just when the seven Japanese monks were all frightened and frightened, another dazzling sword light suddenly rushed out from the distance!
"call!"
The piercing whistling sound rushed away the scattered fallen leaves, and a thin young man wearing a white robe, with a strange hairstyle, and a bald head fell from the sky, waving a blade and rushed towards Chen Nianyun and Tan Songlei.
The two of them were stunned for a moment when they saw the man who suddenly appeared, and then they raised their swords towards each other in unison, flying directly to face the young man's blade!
The bald boy's sword swung out a crimson light, and at the same time blocked the swords of Chen Nianyun and Tan Songlei. For a moment, the sword light scattered all over the sky, cutting several sword marks on the ground below.
After all, the bald boy was one against two and couldn't resist it at all. He grunted and reluctantly pushed Tan Songlei away, but then he was punched in the face by Chen Nianyun, causing even a trace of nosebleeds to come out.
"boom!"
The three of them landed at the same time.
"brush!"
Chen Nianyun and Tan Songlei waved their swords at the same time, and both looked at the young man in front of them.
The boy had a strange hairstyle. He was bald in the middle, his hair on both sides was combed neatly, and there was a small braid on the back of his head.
When the Japanese monks around him saw him, they all knelt down on one knee and shouted respectfully in Japanese.
Looking at this person, Chen Nianyun and Tan Songlei also frowned slightly.
This young man, who seemed to be about the same age as them, was at the Foundation Establishment level and was also a good swordsman.
In the middle of the field, Chen Nianyun snorted disdainfully, and just as he was about to continue drawing his sword, the man suddenly spoke:
"I didn't expect that the sword cultivators from China are pretty good."
Chen Nianyun was stunned. Can this guy speak Chinese?
Tan Songlei also looked at him confused.
In the field, the young man smiled at them very politely and said:
"Nara Okawaichi, nice to meet you."
