Park Young-xiong had only swam more than ten meters at this time. He could hear the discussions above the water clearly, and his body suddenly stopped at the bottom of the water.

He was glorious all his life and enjoyed the name of the boxing saint. When did he swallow this?

Park Young-hoon turned around under the water, trying to remember these villains who slandered him one by one. When he settled the matter tomorrow, his heart suddenly trembled, and a murderous intent suddenly came from the river.

When Park Young-heung saw Chen Qiye's killing move clearly, he was frightened by a few bubbles at the bottom of the water, and then turned around in panic, using his strength to rush upstream desperately.

Because at this time, a simple long sword appeared in Chen Qiye's hand, completely condensed with mysterious energy, with a green body, a simple shape, and a dull light.

Although this ancient long sword is not smooth, Park Young-hoon knew at a glance that it was a sword that could really kill people.

Now he is in a vacuum, what can he use to resist?

I saw Chen Qiye standing on the river, slowly raising his sword high, and blurting out.

"I have a sword that can fight against demons."

"I have a sword that can penetrate mountains and rivers."

"I have a sword that can sweep the sea of ​​clouds."

"Fist and sword are all enemies, and love are all fate."

"Park Young-heung, I'll take you six punches and seven moves, and the second time is full of dangers."

"If you take this sword, you will write down your new and old hatreds from now on."

"cut!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Qiye held the green sword in his hand, raised it high, but fell gently, and a sword gently rippled across the water.

The green sword light, dragging the ripples on the river, actually penetrated three hundred feet deep into the bottom of the Han River.

The road is like water, and the heavy sword has no light.

Although Chen Qiye used only one part of his strength to use, this green sword body, the Jiufeng Zhi and Yu Chen Qiye, was an ancient sword genius who had comprehended the ancient sword when he entered Tongxuan.

Tao is a sword, and sword is Tao.

If the water molecules on the Han River surface are uniform and weighed on the beam, then the weight of this Han River Bay water surface is at least 900 million equivalent to the ancient green sword in Chen Qiye's hand.

But Ruoshui only took one scoop, and Chen Qiye took the sword in Park Young-heung's chest.

When the ripples drawn by Chen Qiye with the ancient blue sword spread to the water where Park Yingxiong was located at the speed of sound, the water also rippled.

Then the ripple condensed, a figure and a water sword, exactly the same as Chen Qiye who was more than ten feet away.

Park Young-hoon suddenly felt another huge murderous intent behind him. He turned around in a sympathetic way. When he saw clearly that there were two exactly the same Chen Qiye under the river, he was completely stunned.

"Chen Qiye, don't kill me, don't kill me, I am willing to bow down and surrender. My Park family, the top ten chaebols, are all willing to bow down and surrender..."

"cut!"

On the surface of the river, Chen Qiye held up the ancient blue sword in his hand and gently slid across the water. Even if the dim sword light was dull, it splashed three feet high.

Under the river surface, the exact same water shadow was swung down with a sword, but it was not the river water that splashed, but Park Young-heung's head.

When Park Yingxiong's head floated up alone on the water surface of Hanjiang Bay, he raised his arms and shouted Chen Qiye's name on this side of the Chinese martial arts world.

The martial arts world in other countries, the royal families of many countries, and the top ten chaebols on the peninsula have all lowered their high heads.

Since then, many countries in Asia have known Shen Qiye Daming, and he has also been known as the sword saint of China!

That night, Chen Qiye returned to the hotel of Seoul University due to peninsula interests.

The next morning, Tang Yuanchen came to visit him specially.

"Qianye, you are famous now. In the Asian martial arts world and the world's business world, no one knows the name of Mr. Chen." In the guest room, everyone was a martial artist, and Tang Yuanchen was sitting carelessly on the sofa.

Chen Qiye deserves his condemnation.

Only by visiting the Pacific Ocean can you know the vastness of the ocean.

Only after climbing Mount Everest can you realize the magnificence of the mountains and rivers.

There is also a medicine garden in the Kunlun no man’s land thousands of miles away.

Even though Chen Qiye is now a powerful man in Tongxuan, he has absolutely no power to fight back against the ferocious beasts in the Medicine Garden, let alone creating the Medicine Garden Ada and Xiaoxiao?

Chen Qiye knew that they were afraid that an ant like him would have died long ago.

Of course, Chen Qiye is their master, which is another meaning.

"Yuanchen, you and I are both my own brothers. You came to visit me early this morning. Do you have any other purpose?" Chen Qiye smiled faintly.

Tang Yuanchen touched the back of his head with great embarrassment. He was in his forties and was still as embarrassed as a child.

Chen Qiye was right at all. He came to visit Chen Qiye early in the morning, naturally for the re-division of the peninsula and even the Asian commerce.

Since Chen Qiye defeated Park Young-heung, the Peninsula had to pay the price and give up the corresponding benefits.

Before the war began, the top ten chaebolists in the Chinese martial arts world and the peninsula martial arts world were well aware of this.
Chapter completed!