The old man was a little surprised that Chen Kuang could see through his heels at first sight, but he soon felt relieved. If the boy in front of him had little real skills, how could he cause such a big disturbance?

But after all, he is also a senior at the Grandmaster level. How could he swallow this breath by being ridiculed by a junior?

"Sir, arrogant."

After saying that, the old man had already unsheathed the sword in his hand. Masters in the Grandmaster realm could control the sword with his mind. The old man just used the sword-control technique and now.

The old man only planned to punish Chen Kuan a little, so he did not do his best.

But in this way, Chen Kuang easily avoided several times in a row.

Seeing this, the old man was even more angry. The boy in front of him clearly planned to prevent him from coming down in front of everyone. The old man with his mind took back the long sword in the air, and the sword slowly floated in front of him.

The old man whispered and pinched his hands. In an instant, the long sword was divided into three and then turned into six. Six long swords suddenly appeared. The old man waved his hand gently, and the six long swords rushed straight towards Shen Kuang like consciousness.

"Boy, it seems that it is not possible to not let you suffer a little. Try this sword to see if you can handle it." The old man said with a grim smile.

At the beginning, he got the order to stand up for Mo Ying and punished Chen Kuan a little while. Many people just turned a blind eye and ignored it. However, now the old man is getting more and more aggressive, and his moves are getting heavier and heavier, which has exceeded the rules.

Chen Kuang looked at the six long swords that were rushing towards him, and he knew that only one of them was real.

Before he could think too much, the first flying sword had arrived as promised. Chen Kuang dodged sideways and waved his backhand to disperse the second sword light.

Both sword lights are phantoms, but the power carried on them is the same as that of the true sword.

When the old man saw that Chen Kuang avoided two more attacks, he looked normal. He used his mind to control the long sword. The three long swords were as if they were ordered to go towards Chen Kuang's face, chest and abdomen.

To this day, the old man's purpose is obviously no longer as simple as imposing a little punishment.

Seeing that there was no way to avoid it, Chen Kuang drove his true energy to the sword edge of Youya, and then slashed out with a sword. The deep purple sword light headed towards the three sword shadows flying over...

Although Chen Kuang was dealing with it with all his strength, he was still very focused on guarding the old man's last flying sword at all times. Chen Kuang felt that the last flying sword was likely to be the real one.

Sure enough, after Shen Kuang took a sword, a flying sword god appeared behind Chen Kuang without knowing it, and then quickly attacked Chen Kuang's back as soon as Shen Kuang took action.

Even Chen Kuang had been on guard, but at this moment he could no longer block the sword.

Just as the flying sword was about to reach Chen Kuan's back, a sword light quickly came out from a pavilion around him, stopping the old man's real flying sword.

Then, everyone heard a loud and cursed voice: "Old guy, are you shameless? Do you really think my previous words were joking?"

After a while, the master of sword light landed on the long street, and everyone could see clearly that it was Yun Qingyou.

After Yun Qingyou finished speaking, without waiting for the old man to explain, a huge long sword phantom appeared behind her in the air. Then, Yun Qingyou slashed out with a sword and pointed directly at the old man.

The old man originally hoped that His Highness the Twelve could come forward to plead for him, but before he could ask for help, Yun Qingyou's sword had already slashed.

The old man knew the domineeringness of this sword, so he suddenly tried his best to resist.

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,spare no effort.

However, Yun Qingyou didn't want the old guy to return safely at all, so the phantom of the sword suddenly slashed the old man far away. The old man tried his best to resist and drew a long tunnel on the ground of the bluestone with his feet.

After the sword shadow passed, the smoke and dust dissipated. The old man's hair was messy, he pested the sword with both hands, knelt on one knee, and Mu Ran coughed out a mouthful of blood, obviously suffering a serious injury.

Yun Qingyou didn't even look at the miserable appearance of the old man. She looked around and said indifferently: "Since the rules have been set, you can do whatever you want within the rules, but if you overcome the rules, don't blame my subordinates for showing mercy. First, I will save my life first. If there is another one, die!"

After Yun Qingyou finished speaking, she had no intention of explaining anything to Chen Kuan, but just said lightly: "Don't die."

After saying that, he returned to the pavilion.

Chen Kuang looked at Yun Qingyou's handsome back as he left and smiled slightly. After all, he still had a helper.

Perhaps the current situation was too one-sided, so many people around us forgot the existence of Yunmeng Mountain and Louwailou. Yun Qingyou's real move not only gave everyone a warning, but also made them know about Yunmeng Mountain's determination to maintain its sinking situation.

Yuan Daguang and the other two on the pavilion in the distance got a few pots of wine from somewhere, and were drinking at the same time watching the situation in the field.

After the old man was slashed away by Yun Qingyou's sword, Yuan Daguang laughed and said, "Brother Jiang's realm cannot be judged by common sense. You can easily beat Mo Ying in the middle stage of Guiyuan Realm. Wouldn't it be even more terrifying to wait until the realm is higher in the future? Hehe, with this brother, you will have a lot of face."

Wei Xiuge also said after hearing this: "This has something to do with the martial arts and the mental skills that Brother Jiang practiced. As far as I know, Brother Jiang's mental skills are inherited from the Xuanji Mountain lineage, called Guanhaichao. And the sword techniques that his two styles rely on to become famous, Hanwu Sword Technique and Seven Star Sword Technique are also extremely high-quality sword techniques. In addition, Brother Jiang's own unique talent has created the current situation. I think those who claim to be geniuses are not worth mentioning in front of Brother Jiang."

Yuan Daguang smiled and said, "That's it, that's it. Brother Jiang and I have drunk wine. We can play in the world for several years in the future."

Wei Xiuge laughed and said, "I'll ask Brother Jiang to drink with him."

Chui Ye, who was beside him, also said in response: "I have served wine to Mr. Jiang."

After Kuroo said that, the three of them laughed.

In addition to wine, only these people and things that are about your appetite can be often brought out to talk about.

But no one will be complacent about the moment of victory at the moment. Yuan Daguang and the other two will not, and Chen Kuan will not.

But a moment of comfort can relieve a moment of sorrow, so why not do it?

Two people from far away wearing hats were blocked outside the long street, and even if they stood on tiptoe, they could not see the situation inside.

The man wearing a long sword on his waist looked at the scene and smiled: "Now, no one in this world doesn't know Xiao Kuang'er's name."

After saying that, the man glanced at the three people on the roof not far away.

The blue-shirt swordsman on the side smiled first. He remembered that the young man next to him had a great hero's dream, and now his wish was half fulfilled.

Seeing that the man didn't speak for a long time, the blue-shirted swordsman also looked in the direction of his sight. After seeing the three people in the distance, he asked, "Give them?"

The man nodded: "Well, I still have some impression of the rough man in the middle. I saved his life and also gave him some advice on his sword skills. At that time, he wanted to worship me.

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But I didn't agree. I heard that he has been looking for me in recent years."

"Don't plan to meet?"

The man shook his head and said, "It's better not to see each other than to meet."

When the man said such a literary sentence, the blue-shirt swordsman was still a little uncomfortable for a moment, so he smiled and said, "The literary talent is brilliant."

The man laughed and said, "I'm just laughing at me, right? When I saved him and pointed him out the sword technique. I was lazy by nature and had no intention of accepting disciples. I wouldn't consider anyone except Xiao Kuanger in this life."

The blue-shirt swordsman rarely joked: "Digging me? Although that man is a little older, he is still quite talented. He deliberately hides his cultivation level and even deliberately suppresses the broken mirror to temper his sword skills?"

The man nodded: "There is a bit of my shadow in his sword technique, so I asked him to practice the high-level sword technique at a low level. Although his divine will cannot reach its level, he can better grasp the degree of use of the sword in his hand. This is the foundation of a person who uses the sword. One force breaks all the methods and one knife leads to the world."

The blue-shirt swordsman nodded indecisively: "In the future, the breaking of the mirror should be quite different."

The man smiled and said, "That was his own opportunity."

The blue-shirt swordsman nodded and said, "You gave it to me."

The man waved his hand when he heard this, and he was unwilling to get involved in such a thing.

"What do you mean? Let's find a roof or just wait here." The man looked at the vast crowd around him and said.

The blue-shirted swordsman looked at the dense crowd and was filled with water and laughed and said, "Wait!"

"Don't worry about Xiaokuan'er's safety?" the man said again.

The blue-shirt swordsman asked back, "Did you forget whose apprentice you are?"

The man's mouth raised slightly, and only the one in front of him dared to say such a bold statement.

After Yun Qingyou slashed Yuan Wei's old guard with a sword, no one dared to come forward to fight for the moment.

Originally, they thought that Yun Qingyou's words were just making a move for Shen Kuang. After all, several princes in the court are here at present, and such a move is like openly provoking. But when they saw Yun Qingyou really take action and seriously injured the prince's guards with one sword, they never dared to use her words as a joke again.

Shen Kuang took the Youya Sword back into the scabbard, and sat alone in the middle of the long street, but changed to a stool.

On the pavilion, Yan Lanzhou approached and said to Yuan Zhen: "The prince said that the next game can be taken by the person chosen by their Wang family."

Yuan Zhen heard this and said, "Are you sure to hurt him? I heard that he still has the ability to keep his chest in mind but has not used it."

After all, there were examples of Black Sword Attendant first, so Yan Lanzhou did not dare to guarantee that everything was foolproof at this moment, so he just said: "The prince said that this person is a princess from a small tribe in the west. Although his cultivation is not too high, he is especially good at using hidden weapons, and he may have unexpected results."

Yuan Zhen nodded: "Then let them perform another good show. It's better to be seriously injured, and it's okay if they can't be injured. By the way, what's the arrangement with Tang Mu?"

Yan Lanzhou smiled slightly when he heard this, "Everyone is ready, just waiting for His Highness's order."

"Well, remember to be optimistic about Tang Mu and the others. When necessary, you can take action first and then report to Lanzhou."

Yan Lanzhou understood the truth, and it was nothing more than killing, not to mention that in his opinion, these grassland people should have died.

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