Huangfu Jianling's long sword seemed to be alive, with creatures living on the sword's body. It was chirping for the upcoming battle, and it was trembling with excitement!
Everyone was shocked again. They actually heard the sword roar, such an incredible sound!
In a trance, I felt that I had entered a mysterious and bizarre world, completely separated from the real society.
It is obviously a modern casino, but it seems to have become a battlefield for ancient powerful men.
Chen Xuan and Huangfu Jianling are two young men wearing modern clothes, but they don't have any modern atmosphere.
When Huangfu Jianling's long sword buzzed, the sense of ancient times was heightened to the extreme!
Chen Xuan stared at Huangfu Jianling's ancient sword, his pupils narrowed.
The methods of the ancient warriors were truly extraordinary and comparable to those of ordinary warriors.
When the clear sound of the long sword reaches a certain point, there is a clear sound and the long sword is unsheathed!
There was no need for Huangfu Jianling to draw his sword. This simple long sword named "Ling Yun" flew out of the scabbard automatically, almost ready to pierce the sky.
Huangfu Jianling had already expected it, so he held the Lingyun Sword in his hand with his backhand.
Suddenly, the entire casino shimmered with cold light, making everyone unable to open their eyes.
The edge of Lingyun Sword is so sharp!
After a long time, the cold light converged slightly and wrapped around the sword body, causing people to see it and feel chills all over their bodies.
This is a rare sword in the world, and only famous craftsmen in the ancient martial arts world can make it.
Huangfu Jianling held the sword, and the cold murderous intent of the man and the sword merged into one, raging like an ice dragon descending, causing the air within ten meters around him to plummet to freezing point.
Chen Xuan stood in the center, as if he were in a world of ice and snow. Of course, the cold murderous intent of Lingyun Sword could not pose any threat to him.
"Sure enough, the sword is really good." Chen Xuan praised him calmly.
Huangfu Jianling looked at him coldly. This kid felt so calm when he saw his Lingyun sword unsheathed, but he didn't know if his expression could still be so calm when his body and head were missing?｜
"Chen Xuan, you are the thirty-seventh dead soul under my Lingyun Sword, please die!"
There was no nonsense, there was just the overwhelming sword light that enveloped Chen Xuan!
"Good swordsmanship!"
Chen Xuan continued to praise.
Facing such a sharp sword, he no longer needed to hide his strength, and the immortal energy around his body began to surge, protecting all places that Lingyun Sword could attack.
In fact, Huangfu Jianling only fired one sword, but Jianhuangzong's swordsmanship was truly amazing. One sword turned into thousands of swords, which dazzled the enemy and took his life.
However, under Chen Xuan's clairvoyant eyes, no matter how complicated and confusing the opponent's sword technique is, he can still see the most authentic sword from it!
After he saw Huangfu Jianling's slash clearly, he gathered the immortal energy in his right palm and struck Lingyun's sword body.
Although the sword is sharp, it is still a mortal weapon, so how can it cut through his supreme immortality?
Huangfu Jianling drew his sword and put it away. For just a moment, the room was filled with dazzling cold light. Then all the light returned to the sword, as if the sword had never been used.
The most brilliant swordsmanship of the Sword Emperor Sect in the ancient martial arts world was used by Huangfu Jianling to such perfection that he even returned to his original state.
He looked at Chen Xuan with cold eyes, as if looking at a dead person.
In the next second that he expected, this kid who spoke arrogantly was about to pay the price for his arrogance!
However, one second, two seconds, and three seconds passed, and Chen Xuan was still standing unharmed, even showing him a teasing smile.
Huangfu Jianling's eyes gradually became astonished and unbelievable. This was absolutely impossible. No one in the secular world could escape the killing blow of his sword!
Chen Xuan looked at Huangfu Jianling's expression and thought it was funny. This guy was probably only focused on drawing his sword and immersed in the feeling of his perfect and shocking sword, and didn't even see his palm clearly.
"You're very good at swordsmanship. What's your name?" Chen Xuan asked with a smile.
Hearing that Chen Xuan actually described his swordsmanship as a juggling act, Huangfu Jianling was furious in his heart. His usual arrogance made him disdain to show a trace of anger. He just said in a cold voice: "I sword the Emperor Sect's Dazzling Hundred Blossoms Sword.
, how can you kid be able to blaspheme at will, look at the sword!"
Before he finished speaking, he drew his sword again, and the dazzling sword flowers, accompanied by the overwhelming cold light, once again enveloped Chen Xuan.
"Dazzling Hundred Flowers Sword, what a name!" Chen Xuan praised, and then struck out with his right palm again, hitting Lingyun's sword accurately and quickly.
This time, Huangfu Jianling's eyes were gleaming, and with his sharp eyesight, he could barely see Chen Xuan's palm.
What followed was endless shock and surprise!
How could a mere mortal be able to strike with his invincible Lingyun Sword with just one fleshy palm?
At this moment, Huangfu Jianling's entire view of martial arts was completely overturned by Chen Xuan.
Something seemed to be broken in his heart, and he watched Chen Xuan retract his right palm in disbelief.
Huangfu Jianling suspected that he was hallucinating. This time when he drew his sword, he was the one who was shocked.
Chen Xuan was still unscathed, standing where he was, with no change in his expression.
Huangfu Jianling finally froze and did not use the third sword, as if he had fallen into a state of thinking about life.
In fact, he was really thinking about why Chen Xuan could use his palm to resist his Lingyun Sword and the Dazzling Hundred Flowers Sword Technique of the Sword Emperor Sect.
At this moment, not only Huangfu Jianling was stunned, but everyone present was also stunned.
They originally thought that Chen Xuan would be killed instantly under the shocking strike of Huangfu Jianling's sword.
But the result was completely beyond their expectations.
Of course, this result made Qin Feixue, Jiang Heng and Long Fei secretly relieved.
Huangfu Jianling's swordsmanship was so frightening and terrifying that they all thought that Chen Xuan really couldn't handle it this time.
But Chen Xuan once again used a method that made them feel miraculous.
Jiang Heng and Long Fei felt guilty for doubting Master Chen's strength.
On the other side, Huangfucai was already so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear, with a look of shock on his face.
The boy's ability to take over the Young Patriarch's palm technique was enough to shock him, but he was able to catch even the Young Patriarch's unparalleled sword technique, which almost shocked his eyes.
When will a small town like Panjiao be able to have people who can compete with the masters of the ancient martial arts world?
Moreover, Chen Xuan, who is still so young and a young boy, has prevented the Huangfu family from taking the first step in their ambition to achieve hegemony.
Even the strongest young master was blocked by Chen Xuan. Huangfu Cai was no longer 100% sure about taking control of Panjiao Town.
Finally, Huangfu Jianling came back to his senses, his eyes showing coldness and arrogance again.
He couldn't figure out Chen Xuan's identity and magical means, so he simply stopped guessing.
As a strong martial artist, his state of mind must not fluctuate even a little bit.
Huangfu Jianling completely abandoned all distracting thoughts. At this moment, he only had one thought in his mind, which was to use all his strength to defend the sect's reputation and kill the boy in front of him who claimed to be the Evil Emperor!
