Zhuo Bufan's appearance naturally attracted the attention of everyone present.
Even Meng Xiu, who was opposite him, couldn't help but his eyes lit up when he saw this scene. Because he could see that the "sword light" used by Zhuo Bufan was tangible and qualitative, which was very different from the martial arts he had learned in the past. It was really
Impenetrable.
"Mr. Zhuo, your kung fu is indeed interesting. It seems that you have given yourself the title of 'Sword God', but you are not entirely bragging.
I’ve always liked using swords, I wonder if we can talk about it later?”
Meng Xiuyuan looked at the green light on the sword and smiled calmly.
"Hmph, no need to wait a moment, Mr. Meng, we can speak with swords now.
Whether my title of ‘Sword God’ is what I claim it to be will be revealed once I try it...”
When Zhuo Bufan heard that Meng Xiuyuan lacked respect for him in his words and joked about his title of "Sword God", he couldn't help but feel extremely angry.
He used to study hard on swordsmanship in a remote and extremely cold place in the Changbai Mountains, and accidentally obtained a sword scripture left by a senior master. After practicing diligently for twenty years, he finally mastered swordsmanship and became confident that he was invincible in the world.
This time he went out and killed several famous masters in Hebei. He only said that no one in the world could resist the sword in his hand, and he followed his words.
Although Meng Xiuyuan's kung fu was high in front of him, in Zhuo Bufan's eyes, he was just a young man with some talent. Since the boy was so arrogant, he must be taught a lesson.
"Mr. Murong, I originally respected your name Nan Murong, and I wanted to defeat the enemy together with you.
But now it seems that I am afraid that I have to focus on beauty alone.
Since Mr. Meng has spoken rudely, I will not be merciful with the sword in my hand.
Otherwise, if others see it, they will say that I, Zhuo Bufan, am afraid of the juniors in the world..."
Before making the move, Zhuo Bufan glanced at Murong Fu beside him and said confidently.
When Murong Fu saw this, he couldn't help but snorted in his heart. He knew that Zhuo Bufan had the same idea as him, and they both wanted to take the opportunity to recruit these masters for his own use, and even plotted the foundation of Lingjiu Palace.
The two were rivals, so Murong Fu naturally didn't want to talk to him. He just said "please" and then took Wang Yuyan to the side and quietly watched the competition between Zhuo Bufan and Meng Xiuyuan.
"Haha, Mr. Meng, don't worry, I won't take your life.
My friends, you have to solve the life and death talismans.
Just lie down first..."
When Zhuo Bufan saw Murong Fu withdrawing, he immediately turned around with a ferocious smile on his face. He took a strong breath of Qi from his dantian, and the green light of the long sword in his hand suddenly grew, and he stabbed Meng Xiuyuan straight towards him.
Meng Xiu looked at the green light on the sword from afar, and couldn't help but shook his head slightly, secretly thinking that the pearl was covered in dust, and the magical power fell into the hands of such a person.
The long sword with green light was approaching in an instant. Meng Xiuyuan was curious about its power and deliberately tested it, without thinking of defeating the enemy with one move. Behind him stood plum blossoms, orchids, bamboos and chrysanthemums, and it was difficult to dodge, so he simply waved his hand.
As the sleeves and robes were swept away, Zhuo Bufan's sword was pushed away with Tai Chi's strength.
Zhuo Bufan couldn't understand Meng Xiuyuan's Tai Chi. He only felt attracted by a soft but powerful force. He involuntarily deviated from the original direction. With a crisp "click" sound, the long sword pierced the large stone pillar on the side.
In the middle, it goes deep into the depth of a few feet.
This stone pillar was made of extremely hard granite. Zhuo Bufan was holding a soft sword and was able to penetrate it for more than a foot. This power not only amazed everyone present, but even Meng Xiuyuan was a little surprised.
Zhuo Bufan missed his sword, and he already felt something was wrong in his heart. However, he then thought about it. He accidentally encountered the sword scripture left by his predecessor in Changbai Mountain. After practicing hard for twenty years, how could he suffer a loss so easily in the hands of a young man?
, I just thought that Meng Xiuyuan used a strange move and it couldn't last long.
So he felt heroic again, used his skills to pull out the soft sword from the pillar, and then opened his mouth and said to Meng Xiuyuan:
“The kid is good at relieving himself, but with such fancy tricks, it’s hard to defeat the enemy.
Didn’t you say that you are also a swordsman, why don’t you compete with me in swordsmanship?”
As soon as Meng Xiuyuan said this, before Meng Xiuyuan could reply, the four girls behind him, Mei Lan, Bamboo and Chrysanthemum, couldn't help but burst out laughing in unison, and said to Zhuo Bufan:
"Look at how old you are, but you still speak so shamelessly.
The Lord has defeated you without using a sword. If he had used a sword, I'm afraid you would be lying on the ground right now..."
Zhuo Bufan snorted coldly when he heard this. He maintained his identity and did not want to quarrel with a few little girls. He immediately summoned up his true energy, his sword glow became three points stronger, and he quickly rushed towards Meng Xiuyuan.
He learned from his previous experience and knew that Meng Xiuyuan had a strange energy that could deflect the attack, so he deliberately changed the straight thrust into a sweeping attack to make it impossible for Meng Xiuyuan to avoid it.
Meng Xiu saw how powerful his sword was, and he couldn't help but become interested. He immediately pulled out the thick iron sword from his waist and said with a smile:
"Mr. Zhuo, my "Purple Sky Sword Qi" is intangible and difficult to detect. Please be careful..."
After saying this, the long sword in Meng Xiuyuan's hand vibrated lightly, and a sharp sword energy shot out.
After all, Zhuo Bufan was also a first-rate master. Hearing the sharp sound coming from the sky, although he was surprised, he reacted very quickly and immediately changed his moves to protect the soft sword in front of him.
The green light on the sword flickered, making the expression on his face become increasingly gloomy and ugly.
The next moment, there was only a loud "clang" sound, and the soft sword in Zhuo Bufan's hand flew out and plunged diagonally downward into the ground. Zhuo Bufan himself grunted, spurted out a large mouthful of blood, and sat down slumped.
On the ground.
“This…what is this sword energy of yours?
You are so young, how can you practice to such an extent?!"
Zhuo Bufan held himself up and looked at Meng Xiuyuan with difficulty, his eyes full of confusion.
He originally thought that his "Sword Light" was already the supreme skill in swordsmanship, unparalleled in the world, but he didn't expect that there was actually a skill called "Purple Sky Sword Qi" in the world, which was not only invisible and colorless, but could hurt people in the air, and could also hurt people in the air.
It's so powerful.
For a moment, Zhuo Bufan felt that his life of living in seclusion in the mountains and practicing hard was completely meaningless. His eyes were blank and there was no color on his face.
However, unlike Zhuo Bufan himself, Meng Xiuyuan, as his opponent, spoke highly of the sword he just struck. He even looked at the soft sword that was deeply inserted into the stone ground for a moment, and was slightly lost in thought.
"This sword light is really impressive..."
After a while, Meng Xiuyuan sighed silently in his heart.
He did not hold back his sword energy just now, but used his real skills. When he drew the sword, his goal was to defeat the enemy with one blow and cut off the soft sword in Zhuo Bufan's hand.
Unexpectedly, the soft sword was finally protected by the sword light, and the edge was only slightly shattered, and Meng Xiuyuan's sword energy was defeated.
If it weren't for Zhuo Bufan's skill being far inferior to Meng Xiuyuan's and unable to withstand the huge force, so the soft sword came out of his hand, then he had actually blocked Meng Xiuyuan's sword energy with his sword light.
The four sisters Mei Lan, Zhu Ju and Mei were clever and saw that Meng Xiuyuan was quite concerned about this extraordinary sword-gang martial arts. After exchanging glances with each other, they immediately separated the two of them and stepped forward to capture and restrain him:
"Your Majesty, let's ask Mr. Zhuo to go down first and have a good rest in the back hall.
After you finish taking care of the chores here, you can discuss martial arts with him in detail..."
With that said, Mei Jian and Lan Jian dragged the helpless Zhuo Bufan and took him away quickly. The blood spit out from Zhuo Bufan's mouth stained his clothes, leaving a long trace on the white and smooth ground.
"Let go, I can go by myself..."
Zhuo Bufan saved his face, but being dragged on the ground by two sixteen or seventeen-year-old girls in the crowd of hundreds of people made him feel even more uncomfortable than when he was injured internally by Meng Xiuyuan's sword just now.
Mei Jian and Lan Jian hated Zhuo Bufan for provoking the rebellion of Thirty-six Holes and Seventy-Two Islands, and flaunting his power in Lingjiu Palace. They would not give him face. Not only did they not answer his words, but they also attracted everyone's attention.
Zhong deliberately spoke out and started chatting:
"Sister Mei, I am forgetful, please help me think about it.
I remember that Mr. Zhuo was angry just now, saying that our Lord was making fun of his name, and he needed to work hard to convince the Lord.
What is his name?"
"I'm a stupid person and I can't remember clearly..."
Mei Jian smiled and shook her head, then turned to look at Zhuo Bufan, who was being dragged by her collar and asked:
"Mr. Zhuo, you just said, what is your name?"
When Zhuo Bufan heard this, he was so angry that his vision went dark. He closed his eyes helplessly, said nothing, and allowed the two girls to drag him into the back hall.
There are two chapters in total today, don’t forget to read the next chapter.