Chen Zhao came to the Sword Master's thatched cottage just to see how far the Sword Master's cultivation had reached.

Therefore, competitions are inevitable.

But the sword master in front of him attacked him again and again, which was a bit too much.

Drawing swords at each other after a disagreement is what a butcher does in the market. You, a great martial arts master, are so uncontrollable that you continuously attack me.

If you don't know how to praise others, then don't blame Chen Zhao for being ruthless!

"Boom."

In the thatched cottage, there was a faint sound of thunder. A line of pale white smoke exploded between Chen Zhao and his sleeves. This was the Immortal's Inner Qi and the Sword Master's Sword Twenty-two Inner Qi.

The collision!

The air wave of the explosion, like a white mist-like cloud ring, spread violently in all directions. Dugu Ming, who was standing in the distance, was staggered by the blow, took a few steps back, and finally sat down on the ground.

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On the other hand, Dugu Yifang had deep inner strength after all, and his body did not move, but he also felt a strong wind blowing against his face, making it difficult for him to open his eyes.

All the wooden objects around him made a harsh sound, and were shattered by the air wave and the cloud ring. The sword master who was emitting the shocking sword energy couldn't help but stiffen, with a surprised expression on his face.

on his face...

"Clang."

In the horrified eyes of Dugu and his son, the invincible swordsman Dugu Jian was directly hit by the infuriating energy from Chen Zhao's sleeve and flew backwards. He crossed a distance of three feet and was embedded in the wall.

Within the courtyard wall.

It would be fine if he directly hit the courtyard wall, or if he hit the wall and bounced back to the ground, there would be nothing to say.

However, this sword master's whole body was embedded in the wall. It looked extremely ridiculous, which was enough to show the subtlety of Chen Zhao's control of strength.

Silence filled the place.

Dugu and his son were so horrified that they couldn't close their mouths.

They never thought that Chen Zhao just waved his sleeves and knocked away the supreme sword master in their hearts!

This Chen Zhao's martial arts is so terrifying.

Dugu Ming got up, feeling extremely shocked. He knew that Chen Zhao had martial arts skills, but he had always thought that he was at most the same as his uncle, the Sword Master. However, he never expected that he was even stronger than his uncle!

Dugu Yifang's face was as serious as water. Although he was a stand-in, he had been in charge of Wushuang City for many years. His martial arts and knowledge were the best. He still admired the martial arts of his cheap brother Sword Master. The three of them combined were not good swordsmen.

Sheng's opponent was beaten into the wall by Chen Zhao with his sleeve. So how far has Chen Zhao's martial arts reached?

Grandmaster? Supreme Grandmaster?

Or...a celestial being?

Dugu Fangfang couldn't imagine it.

He raised his head and looked at Chen Zhaozhi in shock.

"Boom"

The wall suddenly exploded, and among the smoke and dust, the Sword Master strode out. His face was as usual, and except for his clothes being a little dirty, he was not injured at all.

He clenched his fists and stared at Chen Zhao. Although there was no expression on his face, his eyes showed deep anger.

Any person of great status would be furious if he was teased like this by a young man.

But the sword master also knew that the man in front of him had martial arts skills. If he had murderous intentions just now, he would probably not embed him in the wall, but break his muscles and bones and die on the spot.

"You are so young, but you are so impressive. I didn't expect that I made a mistake!"

After a while, the sword master suppressed his anger and said in a deep voice.

"It's nothing. As far as I know, the nameless disciple Jian Chen, holding the hero sword, can also break your sword twenty-two, so don't think too highly of yourself!"

Chen Zhao said calmly.

After that, he sat down opposite where the Sword Master had just sat down, and picked up the steaming tea cup from the small table in front of him. The clear tea swirled in the bamboo cup, and it was not stained with any dust. Chen Zhao raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.

, after savoring it for a moment, he nodded and said: "The Sword Master lives in seclusion to learn the sword, but there is no shortage of this good tea!"

He was so busy that the Sword Master said in a cold voice: "Your Excellency is not ashamed to say that Wuming's martial arts are unfathomable. I also lost to him back then, but his disciples want to break my Sword Twenty-Two, which is simply wishful thinking."

His tone was angry, but he secretly controlled the source of his anger, calmed down, and talked with Chen Zhao.

At this moment, he already regards Chen Zhao as the great master of the world. Although he doesn't know how he compares to Wuming, he is already superior to his sword master.

The sword master wholeheartedly pursues the art of swordsmanship, but he is not a fool. Since the person in front of him is not here to kill him but to discuss swordsmanship, he will naturally not take action easily.

"The Sword Master is too proud of Sword Twenty-Two." Chen Zhao slowly shook his head, ordered Dugu Fang to pour tea, and said lightly: "Back then, when you fought Wuming, you used Sword Twenty-One. With Wuming's understanding, this

No matter how a mortal's swordsmanship transforms into Sword Twenty-Two, it will no longer be a secret in his eyes. If you can't comprehend Sword Twenty-Three, then you can't even beat the nameless disciple, which is really laughable."

"Impossible. Since I realized Sword Twenty-Two, except for the battle just now, I have never fought against anyone. How about Wuming..." When the sword master said this, he couldn't help but pause, pondered for a moment, and nodded slowly: "Wuming's talent is amazing.

, if he can understand the changes of Sword Twenty-two by relying on Sword Twenty-One, he may not be able to!"

"So what if he realizes it? Although Wuming is a martial arts myth, his vision is that of a mortal after all. With your swordsmanship, if you can create the Twenty-Four Sword, you can naturally stand on the top of the mountain, overlooking the world, humans and gods.

Unite as one, Wanjian bows to him, even if Wuming turns into a heavenly being, he can only lament that he is not as good as himself."

Chen Zhao drank another cup of tea, slowly put down the cup, and said calmly.

"Sword twenty-four?" The sword master was startled and asked involuntarily.

"Yes, Sword Twenty-Two is a mortal swordsmanship, Sword Twenty-Three is an extraordinary swordsmanship, but Sword Twenty-Four is a swordsmanship superior to that of heaven and man."

"Extraordinary swordsmanship can only make everything in the world fearful and cause death. But if it is used, it will definitely exhaust your mind and the oil will run out. But the twenty-four swords can make everything full of vitality, as if spring has returned to the earth and everything is resurrected.

, you can also reshape your body, regain your strength, and your body will never be as weak as you are now."

What he said made the sword master feel greatly shocked. His face kept changing, sometimes shocked, sometimes slightly enlightened, sometimes calm, and sometimes confused.

After a long time, the Sword Master suddenly stood up and bowed solemnly to salute: "Dugu Jian has to listen to your guidance today. I am very grateful!"

Dugu Yifang and Dugu Ming looked at each other in silence.

Both his father and son could understand and understand the conversation between the two.

I thought it was just a verbal battle between two masters.

But who would have thought that an arrogant swordsman like the Sword Master would actually listen to his words.
Chapter completed!