Chapter 422 Appetizers
It is said that Chen Long and Bao Yue each scolded Qing'er as a vicious shrew who deliberately forced the Zhen brothers and sisters away so that they could take the lead and seek the position of sword master. Wang Chang secretly screamed in his heart that something was wrong. Qing'er was a real princess of ten thousand years. How could he bear such a bad breath because he was so arrogant and arrogant?
Sure enough, there was a scolding sound from behind Wang Chang, and a masked female disciple stepped out from the crowd, pointed at Zhen Dong and Zhen Yue and said: "What a pair of vicious brothers and sisters, they are not afraid of going to tongue-pulling hell!"
Chen Long walked up to Qing'er with a smile. Next to him, Wang Chang nervously touched the sword handle to protect Qing'er. He was afraid that Chen Long would hurt someone, but Qing'er pushed him aside and shouted: "Get out of here!"
Chen Long smiled charmingly and said, "What a powerful female disciple. Sword Master Wen Shu, do you listen to your disciples in everything?"
This sentence made swordsman Wen Shu blush. Chen Long stared at Qing'er's eyes exposed outside the veil, and felt that although her eyes were sharp, there was a natural charm that made men willing to surrender.
Chen Long looked at Qing'er with an air of majesty as a big brother, while Qing'er looked like a rebellious little girl. This was the first time that Qing'er looked at Chen Long up close. She felt that he had clear outlines and tiger-eye eyebrows. He couldn't help but secretly praise him. He was such a neat figure.
Qing'er finally took off her veil, revealing her breathtaking face, and said: "Yes, it's me, Qing'er. You guys are talking too viciously. When did I use despicable means? I accidentally lost half of my moves today." , I will definitely defeat that girl of yours tomorrow morning."
Chen Long showed his big white teeth and said with a smile: "Qing'er turns out to be a cheerful person. Upright? Then you can explain what kind of upright and upright activity it is tonight that the situation has stirred up a lot of people to come to my sister and even hurt the swordsman Wen Xi?"
Qing'er was speechless for a moment, and Wang Chang next to him said: "We sword masters haven't communicated with each other for a long time. We just came to see Wen Xi tonight to learn martial arts. Why not? I hurt Wen Xi by mistake just now. I'm sorry." Qing'er He nodded quickly.
Chen Long smiled and said: "I see. Forget it, regardless of whether it is true or not, I, Lord Zhendong, have a lot of people, and the sword sect should be united. When my sister wins the competition tomorrow morning, she will be the master of the sword sect. After tomorrow morning, we can They are all Zhen Yue's subordinates." After saying that, he burst out laughing with a proud look on his face.
Qing'er looked at Chen Long's triumphant face and couldn't help but gritted her teeth and said: "What a stinky fart!" After saying that, he turned around and left. When Wang Chang saw the princess retreating, he immediately followed behind and was about to retreat.
"Wait a minute!" A loud shout rang out. Qing'er wondered who had taken advantage of his ambition again. When he looked back, he saw that it was still the proud Zhen Dong.
Qing'er thought to herself why this person is so annoying, and shouted: "What else do you want?"
Chen Long pointed at Wang Chang with a smile and said: "Miss Qing'er, in order to protect my sister from being injured, Sword Master Wen Xi let Sword Master Wen Shu go away like this. I don't accept it!"
"Why not add some appetizers before tomorrow's sword master battle?" Chen Long said as he slowly pulled out the sword from his waist, pointed at Wang Chang and said: "Sword Master Wen Shu, if you don't want to be called a coward behind your back, just pull it out. Bring out your sword!"
Qing'er's face changed, but she was still extremely beautiful. Wang Chang next to him could not bear such an insult. He pulled out his long sword with a sharp sound. However, he still glanced at Qing'er, as if asking for permission to take action. Qing'er nodded slightly.
This glance made Chen Long more suspicious of Qing'er's identity. Only a slave would ask for instructions like this when he meets his master. Who is Qing'er? What is his relationship with Wang Yue? Wang Chang screamed. , interrupted Chen Long's thoughts. When he looked up, Wang Chang had already drawn his sword and rushed forward, without even using the politeness of a false holiday.
Chen Long still had some time to spare and glanced at Uncle Lin standing next to him. Seeing Uncle Lin's eagerness to try, he thought that Uncle Lin was not very scheming. At this moment, Wang Chang's sword made several circles of sword flowers in the air, and stabbed directly at Chen Long's chest, but the force was not strong and it obviously had some staying power.
In a duel between masters, there are always several rounds of testing. You will not exert all your strength all at once, and the enemy will see through it. Chen Long had already had a fight with Wang Chang, and they both knew each other a little bit, so they both had some spare energy in order to attack later.
This was the first time for Qing'er to see Chen Long's martial arts skills. He squinted his charming eyes and watched carefully. I saw several sword flowers from Wang Chang shooting at Chen Long's chest. The sword in Chen Long's hand was quickly shrouded in white mist, and his internal strength was obviously increased. The sword edge swept across, and Wang Chang's sword flowers suddenly disappeared into nothing. Wang Chang's move was a feint, his wrist shook, and his long sword suddenly rose up, turned an arc, passed over Chen Long's long sword, and pointed at Chen Long's forehead like a meteor. This move has a strange response, and he is indeed worthy of being the second swordsman.
Chen Long shouted loudly, and did not dodge or evade. The remaining back force was transmitted to the sword, and the sweeping long sword stood up miraculously. The tip of the sword could not hit Wang Chang's sword that was shot like a poisonous snake. , Wang Chang's long sword was reloaded, and it stabbed into the void above Chen Long's head. Chen Long's sword took advantage of the force and rebounded, stabbing Wang Chang's wrist holding the sword.
Wang Chang's long sword was struck, and he immediately realized something was wrong. While stabbing the air, he moved the soles of his feet left and right. A hidden force rose up, his body tilted, and his right shoulder sank. Not only did he avoid Chen Long's sword stabbing his wrist, , and also took advantage of the situation and slashed down with his long sword, slashing towards Chen Long's left ear who was just a short distance away.
In the blink of an eye, the two of them exchanged several moves, all of which were extremely ingenious in swordsmanship and fully demonstrated the flexibility and maneuverability of the long sword. Qing'er's charming eyes narrowed even smaller, and she watched the two fighting with interest.
Wang Chang slashed down with his sword. Chen Long felt the wind behind his left ear and screamed something bad. His long sword pierced the air and he could no longer resist with his sword. Logically, he could only dodge, but he was bound to be pressed hard by Wang Chang's long sword and was at a disadvantage. Chen Long's mind moved and he remembered that there was still an iron whip in his left sleeve. He simply did not dodge or evade. He only raised his left arm to protect the left side of his head. The sword in his right hand struck wildly without stopping, and his inner energy was spit out wildly. He continued to attack at close range. Thirteen swords attack Wang Chang's largest torso. Both of them made dangerous moves, and everyone around them, including Qing'er, exclaimed in surprise. Is Zhen Dong crazy for using his left arm to block the long sword? Even if both sides were injured, Chen Long's left arm If it is cut off, it will be disabled in the future.
In the blink of an eye, Chen Long's left ear exploded with a loud bang, which almost deafened him. However, Wang Chang let out a scream. He was injured in several places in his chest and abdomen. He threw away the sword and covered his soft abdomen. Fall to the ground.
Chen Long waved it casually, and the broken left sleeve flew like a butterfly, revealing the iron whip inside. Everyone suddenly realized that it turned out to be the universe in the sleeve. Uncle Lin had already jumped to Wen Shu's side to check the injury, and took out the medicine to treat it.
Qing'er was a little angry and didn't care about Wen Shu's life or death. He yelled with his halberd finger: "So you have an iron whip hidden in your sleeve. You are cheating! You can't win without force!" Chen Long thought to himself that I would stop blushing for cheating. If I cheated with my electric shock stick, I'm afraid Wang Chang will also be beaten into an idiot. Looking at Qing'er with a slight smile, he slowly put the long sword into its scabbard, pretending not to say a word, with that annoying expression.
Qing'er had no choice but to deal with the annoying Chen Long. She stomped her boots with a snort and turned around to walk into the darkness. Behind him, Uncle Lin ordered someone to carry Wen Shu and followed Qing'er.
After a night of turmoil, who belongs to the Nanlin Sword Sect still depends on the final battle the next day. If you want to know what happens next, listen to the explanation next time.
