Yu Wenchang is also a disciple of the Taishang Sword Sect. Disciples of the Sword Sect naturally love swords. How can they use a broken sword? Moreover, Chen Jinyuan also sensed that Yu Wenchang has the realm of the late innate state. Such an innate master
, it’s really weird to actually use a rusty sword.
"This sword is called Mengqi! Since I mastered the 'Dream Sword Technique' thirteen years ago, it has not been unsheathed. I didn't expect it to be rusty like this!" Chen Jinyuan was confused when he saw the very sad-looking Yuwen City Lord.
, stretched out his hand and gently stroked the rusty sword body, as if talking to himself.
"Wet dream? Dream about swordsmanship?" Chen Jinyuan was stunned when he heard this. What kind of swordsmanship is this?
"Although it's rusty, it doesn't matter. Even if it's just a piece of grass, it's enough to take you down!" Yu Wenchang held up the rusty sword and turned to look at Chen Jinyuan with a depressed look. There was an incomparable hidden meaning in the depths of his eyes.
of confidence.
"Let's see the truth in your hand!" Chen Jinyuan raised his hand lightly. Anyone can say harsh words. Only a real fight can tell who is superior and who is inferior.
"Boy, you are so brave. Even my father didn't dare to challenge my uncle's 'Dream Sword Technique'. You are so arrogant that you want to fight against my uncle. Do you think you are a super master of the golden elixir of martial arts?"
?" Zhang Cheng, who had just been shocked, started shouting again.
He is very confident in the strength of his uncle. 'Dream Swordsmanship' is a very strange swordsmanship. Even if his father, Zhang Jiudong, who is in the early stage of martial arts golden elixir, uses his great magical power, he dare not say that he can defeat Yu Wenchang.
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Chen Jinyuan glanced at Zhang Cheng with disdain. This boy was completely a second-generation ancestor. He was not worthy of being asked to answer his questions. He would not be able to answer any more of his words.
Yu Wenchang's mouth curved, he lifted the rusty sword in his hand, yawned with one hand, stretched, and slowly began to dance the sword.
"Hey, aren't you kidding me? Is this your dream swordsmanship? My time is very precious. If you don't hit me, I will leave!" Looking at Yu Wenchang, he was holding a rusty sword slowly.
Shifting back and forth, Chen Jinyuan felt speechless. As if being moved by Yu Wenchang's depressed breath, his eyelids were dry and boring, and he wanted to yawn and sleep.
"Whoa!"
Before Chen Jinyuan finished speaking, the long sword in Yu Wenchang's hand suddenly shot towards Chen Jinyuan with sword energy.
Chen Jinyuan, who was feeling bored, was not prepared for Yuwen Changhui's sudden sneak attack, and it was such a powerful sneak attack. He shuddered all over. He fell asleep and fell asleep, but the sword energy was already approaching, and it was too late to evade it at this moment.
"drink!"
Chen Jinyuan shouted low and immediately performed the magical power of Vajra Indestructibility. His whole body turned into a golden color, shining like a Buddha. Of course, his fragile clothes were splashed everywhere, but it was okay. There was also a pair of underwear to cover it.
Crucial.
"clang!"
The sword energy struck Chen Jinyuan's body. With a harsh sound of gold and iron, Chen Jinyuan's absolutely defensive body actually felt a slight pain. He couldn't help but feel horrified. If he hadn't reacted in time, he might have seen blood at this moment.
Chen Jinyuan couldn't help but feel a little angry. This wretched guy actually took advantage of his unpreparedness to launch a sneak attack. Chen Jinyuan hated this kind of people the most. When he first saw Yu Wenchang's sluggish appearance, he thought this guy would be an honest man, but he didn't expect it.
It's so insidious.
A trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes. Chen Jinyuan gritted his teeth and grabbed this guy and made sure to crush his balls.
Spreading his right hand, an arc of electricity formed in the palm of his hand, like a spark of fire, which instantly ignited into a dazzling arc ball. Although Chen Jinyuan was only a minor expert in the lightning attribute, he was already able to sense the surrounding thunder and lightning energy.
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"Snapped!"
There was a thunder in the palm of my hand, and the arc ball turned into a bolt of lightning, heading straight towards Yu Wenchang.
"Bang!"
Yu Wenchang was still practicing his swordsmanship that Chen Jinyuan thought was very poor. Lightning struck him, and Yu Wenchang's thin body exploded in an instant and turned into ashes.
"Ugh!!" Chen Jinyuan dispelled the indestructible body of the Vajra, and his eyes almost fell out. How could this guy be so fragile? His attack was only at the middle stage of innate power. He never thought that it would be so easy to destroy the innate body.
Yu Wenchang was destroyed in the later stage. For masters in the late Xiantian stage, this thunder and lightning may only cause them to be injured by electricity.
Weird! It’s really weird!
Although Yu Wenchang's sword strike just now was a sneak attack, the power it displayed has undoubtedly proved Yu Wenchang's late-stage innate strength.
Chen Jinyuan was not the only one who was surprised. Zhang Cheng was also dumbfounded. Yu Wenchang, who had been praised and praised by his father, was actually killed with one move. Isn't this too funny, or is this man too strong?
"How is this possible?" Lin Yilian, who was watching the battle from a distance in the tree canopy with the help of a hidden trace talisman, was also very surprised when she saw this scene.
In her memory, her master, Liu Xu, the owner of Baihua Valley, once told her that Yu Wenchang was the leader of their generation. In terms of talent, Liu Xu was ashamed of himself.
It's just that Yu Wenchang practiced a sword technique that no one had mastered in the Taishang Sword Sect for thousands of years - 'Dream Sword Technique'. As a result, he was in a trance, depressed and unruly, and he has been unable to break through the golden elixir of martial arts.
Thirty years ago, Yu Wenchang took the initiative to ask Ying to be the city lord in Qingdu, a corner of Penglai, and devoted himself to practicing the "Dream Sword Art". In the past thirty years, no one knows how far his strength has been raised, and such a person is called Liu Catkin
Lin Yilian was really disappointed that a person who was a genius was actually killed by one move.
"No, Meng's swordsmanship can't be so bad!" A thought flashed in Lin Yilian's mind, and she suddenly raised her head to look at where Chen Jinyuan was.
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Chen Jinyuan also noticed that something was wrong in the atmosphere at this moment, and suddenly turned around. At some point, the wretched figure of Yu Wenchang, who had just been blown to pieces by him, was already standing behind him, still holding the rusty sword in his hand, as if
It's like a ghost, giving people a gloomy feeling.
"I knew you weren't dead, otherwise I would be so disappointed!" Chen Jinyuan's eyes flashed with surprise, "How did this guy get behind me?"
"Don't worry, I will never let you down!" Yu Wenchang whispered quietly, as if he was lost.
"Hmph!" Chen Jinyuan snorted coldly, grabbed a large knife that the five generals had just scattered on the ground with one hand, and sucked it into his hand, "Shameless sneak attack! You must die!"
"Look at the world!"
Chen Jinyuan shouted coldly, and used the three techniques of Chuang Dao. The knife struck Yu Wenchang straight in the air. The sword energy, which was dozens of meters long, pressed down on Yu Wenchang's head like an exploding waterfall.
Yu Wenchang raised his eyelids hard and glanced, but did not take the move. What is even more incredible is that he did not dodge. (To be continued...)
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