However, there were still other Yitian Wanjian Sect disciples who put down their dignity and flew up the cliff to draw their swords.
The allure of the Taibai Sword to a sword cultivator is only inferior to that of the Xuanyuan Sword. If there is such an opportunity to obtain the Taibai Sword, who would not give it a try?
When everyone saw that so many talented sword cultivators from the Yitian Ten Thousand Swords Sect tried to draw their swords, but all failed without exception, they suddenly felt a lot more balanced.
Liu Tingting, who had been watching for a long time, couldn't help but ask: "Sizhen, do you want to go up and try?"
"From the moment we practice swordsmanship, our sword cultivators focus on condensing our own destiny sword. If we give up our destiny sword for a good sword, it would be against our original intention. Even if we get a peerless sword like Taibai Sword, we will not be able to do it."
It is definitely not compatible with his own sword heart. The sword cultivator of Yitian Wanjian Sect only relies on the sword's will to draw the sword, but forgets that the act of drawing the sword is against the sword's heart, so how can he be recognized by Taibai Sword?"
Chen Sizhen's understanding of swordsmanship obviously exceeded that of the genius disciples of Yitian Wanjian Sect, but his words did not lower his voice, which made them very unhappy when they heard his words.
Because Chen Sizhen said this, it was tantamount to a naked satire on the origin of the kendo sect in the world, Yitian Wanjian Sect, a disciple of the kendo, who could not understand kendo.
Seeing the displeasure of the geniuses of Yitian Wanjian Sect, the monks present were thinking that this young swordsman of Yunchao Sword Sect might be punished.
"Little junior brother."
Feng Renyu quickly pulled Chen Sizhen's clothes.
But when Chen Sizhen faced the glares from the geniuses of Yitian Wanjian Sect, he had no intention of apologizing at all.
Fang Xiuyang cast an interested look at Chen Sizhen, then he flew down from the boulder in a graceful manner and walked to Chen Sizhen.
"Senior Brother Fang, what our junior brother just said was just unintentional words." Tantai Jing was about to help Chen Sizhen out of the siege, but was coldly interrupted by Fang Xiuyang: "Unintentional words?
It seems to me that your junior brother doesn’t seem to know that he said the wrong thing?”
"Senior Brother Fang" All of Chen Sizhen's senior brothers wanted to speak to him, but Fang Xiuyang's cold eyes swept over them.
"This is the Donghua Mountain of our Yitian Wanjian Sect, not the mountain gate of your Yunchao Sword Sect!"
Being shouted down so coldly by Fang Xiuyang, Song Chi quickly stopped his junior brothers, especially the most impulsive Feng Renyu.
Fang Xiuyang returned his gaze to Chen Sizhen's face: "I heard that you have a close friendship with the Evil Emperor Chen Xuan?"
Before Chen Sizhen could answer, a young man supported by two Yitian Wanjian Sect disciples appeared in front of everyone. He gritted his teeth and said angrily: "Senior Brother Fang, this Yunchao Sword Sect swordsman named Chen Sizhen is a good friend of Chen Xuan.
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The person who came was none other than Xiang Chu, whose foundation was destroyed by Chen Xuan.
Although Yitian Wanjian Sect has countless magical elixirs, three years have passed and Xiang Chu still has not recovered and needs help when traveling.
Hearing Xiang Chu's words, the monks from all the sects present thought they were in for a good show.
It turns out that all the sects of swordsmanship in the world are not all in the same spirit. This disciple of the Yunchao Sword Sect dared to make friends with the Evil Emperor Chen Xuan. He was totally ignorant.
"Senior Brother Fang, our junior brother has distanced himself from Chen Xuan." Song Chi was about to explain, but Fang Xiuyang glared at him with a cold look: "Shut up, is there any place for you to talk here?"
Originally, Song Chi wanted to put things to rest, but seeing the attitude of Fang Xiuyang and Xiang Chu, it seemed that he couldn't do anything better today.
"I, Chen Sizhen, and the Evil Emperor Chen Xuan were good friends in the past and will be good friends in the future. They will not change their stance because of anyone. Senior Brother Fang, Senior Brother Xiang, today I will help Brother Chen take over the grievances between you and me, Brother Chen!
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Chen Sizhen's response was extremely tough.
"Are you taking it for Chen Xuan?"
Fang Xiuyang smiled, it was a sneer.
"From the Yunchao Sword Sect, your junior brother wants to take over the grudges of the past for Chen Xuan. This is what he said himself. Do you all hear clearly?"
"Little junior brother!"
Tantai Jing and other Yunchao Sword Sects looked shocked and worried.
None of them expected Chen Sizhen to say such impulsive words.
This time it is really impossible to be kind.
"Senior Brother Fang, when Chen Xuan was easily defeated by you in Qingshakou, he had a grudge and could only vent his anger by hurting me. Today, please avenge me, so that this guy who wants to take over Chen Xuan's grudges can also have a taste of the foundation.
What it feels like to be wasted!"
Xiang Chu's eyes were full of hatred. He hated everyone who had anything to do with Chen Xuan, let alone Chen Sizhen, who claimed to be Chen Xuan's good friend in front of so many people.
Fang Xiuyang stared at Chen Sixhen with a trace of teasing at the corner of his mouth: "Back in Qingshakou, I deliberately lowered my level to the stage of transformation to the gods to fight against your brother Chen. I didn't expect that he would be vulnerable. Today I also lowered my level. I hope you can
It lasts longer than your brother Chen."
Chen Sizhen didn't say much nonsense, he just asked Liu Tingting to step back a little, and then pulled out his Water Sword that had been refined from a fourth-level magic weapon to a single-round magic weapon.
As Chen Sizhen drew his sword, the monks from various sects on Tianmu Peak all flew back, leaving enough room for the two to fight.
Of course, the main reason is that they don't want to be affected by the sword energy. After all, this is a battle between two genius swordsmen.
Fang Xiuyang calmly took out the Nine Yang Sword, and everyone felt a heavy wave of heat hitting their faces, and couldn't help but step back some distance.
"Fire and water are in conflict with each other, now it's interesting, hehe!"
Someone commented with expectation.
The next moment, Chen Sizhen drew his sword, and the sword energy was like a tide, accompanied by sparkling water.
Fang Xiuyang had indeed lowered his level to the stage of perfecting the Divine Transformation stage, but he still had no pressure at all against Chen Sizhen's sword energy. He inspired the true fire on the Nine Yang Sword and swung it to burn out the sword tide that contained heavy water spirit energy.
! As soon as the two swordsman geniuses met, they launched a suffocating attack. This is also in line with the swordsman's offensive method of focusing on offense and light on defense. As long as he takes the lead with one move, he will take the lead step by step without giving his opponent any chance to counterattack.
The real fire and the tide of swords continued to collide and intersect, turning into wisps of smoke that spread everywhere.
At first, Fang Xiuyang lowered his level and quickly defeated Chen Xuan, but the length of time Chen Sizhen persisted surprised Fang Xiuyang. After dozens of rounds, he began to fall into a disadvantage, and he did not show signs of defeat.
In fact, Chen Xuan was defeated after nearly a hundred rounds because Chen Xuan and Fang Xiuyang consumed a lot of mana before they fought.
Now Chen Sizhen has reached the perfect state of the Divine Transformation Stage and is about to enter the Return to Void Stage. This talented disciple with the highest talent in the Yunchao Sword Sect is no longer inferior to the talented swordsman of the same level as the Yitian Wanjian Sect. It is very long for him to fight against Fang Xiuyang for so long.
normal.
But when the hundred moves were approaching, Feng Renyu and the others could see that Chen Sizhen could no longer hold on.
"Junior brother, give in quickly!"
Seeing Fang Xiuyang's fierce moves, Feng Renyu and other Yunchao Sword Sect disciples were worried that Chen Sixhen would be seriously injured.
"Senior Brother Song, can you invite the master to come over?"
Hearing Tantai Jing's request, Song Chi shook his head slightly: "Junior Brother has been on a smooth journey since he was a child. None of us can teach him a lesson. We can only ask Senior Brother Fang to wake him up and let Junior Brother taste the taste of frustration. Otherwise,
Sooner or later, having too much contact with Chen Xuan will lead to a disaster! Moreover, we must consider the face of the head of the family and the dignity of the sect. If this matter gets serious, junior brother will not only be taught a lesson by senior brother Fang, but also may
We can’t even save our lives, and our sect will lose face because of this!”
