There was nothing strange on Chen Taizhong's face. He had already made various response plans, and he would not be surprised if anything happened.
The big man with the beard smiled heartily and strode over, "You little bastard from the Ouyang family, I know that your family has been crazy about buying spiritual knives recently. There must be something to say... Is it for this little guy who is a first-level spiritual immortal? God
It’s a good understanding.”
Chen Taizhong smiled and said nothing, just stood there and watched coldly.
In fact, he split another fragment of his consciousness and quietly floated towards the middle-aged bearded man.
"Friend, this is not from our Ouyang family." Ouyang Zhicheng, who rarely spoke cautiously, did not even call out Chen Taizhong's name. He explained with a pale face, "It's probably because we have bought too many spiritual knives recently.
He was a little curious."
"Well, he's just a fourth-level spirit immortal," Chen Taizhong nodded and didn't say much.
"That's crazy, boy," the bearded man sneered. He was not surprised that the other party could identify his level - again, there are many secrets in the Fenghuang world, so it's no big deal if he can identify his level.
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He stretched out his hand and pulled out a knife, "Let me guess, why did you ask them to buy the knife... He must be a gangster and can't enter the city, right?"
"But whether you are a gangster or not has nothing to do with me," he flicked the black long knife in his hand, and the long knife made a soft sound.
This long sword is not a standard spiritual weapon, it must be a bit weird, and the corner of the bearded man's mouth also showed a disdainful smile, "There are many mid-level spiritual swords, boy... I guess you have some knowledge of your own sword skills.
confidence?"
Co-author Although the Ouyang family has kept a low profile, and neither the family leader nor the ancestors have been out this time, they are purchasing spiritual weapons in the city. They still attracted the attention of some people - these are spiritual weapons, although they are not as valuable as spiritual weapons.
, but it’s also a big sum.
The man he was following was a famous swordsman in Morrowind Castle and a famous fighting madman.
"Isn't it really a double act?" Chen Taizhong looked at the two people in the Ouyang family - in fact, he did not expect to get an answer.
"This is Lord Wenbao's sword madman." The foreign affairs manager of the Ouyang family introduced weakly, "Although he is a casual cultivator, his sword skills are unparalleled. He likes to compete with others in sword skills. He tends to attack more heavily. Your Excellency is the best."
It’s better not to compete with him.”
"You don't know me?" Chen Taizhong looked at this swordsman in surprise - you are Wen Zengliang's subordinate. Don't you know me?
"Do I need to get to know you, this stupid kid?" Dao Kuang sneered, "Remember, my name is Li Yuncong... Are you familiar with City Master Wen? I won't kill you."
"Remember, my name is..." Chen Taizhong was halfway through his words when he suddenly jumped forward and slashed down with the long knife in his hand.
"Ha. This little kid can only do sneak attacks," Li Yuncong laughed disdainfully, raised his hand and struck forward with a sword. There was a faint sound of wind and thunder in the light of the sword.
The two long knives collided violently.
Immediately afterwards, Li Yuncong took seven or eight steps back and asked in shock, "You... what kind of sword skills are you doing?"
Chen Taizhong was not feeling well either. Although he had repelled the opponent, a strange force came from the long black sword, which instantly penetrated his body along with the spiritual sword, wandering and exploding wantonly.
This force was quite strange, not to mention itching and unbearable. It also exploded one by one. In a daze, he felt that all the capillaries and tiny meridians in his body had exploded.
But Chen Taizhong's will was far superior to that of others. He endured all kinds of discomfort, raised his hand and slashed with one more sword. This was the first sword in the Wuming sword technique.
"This is impossible," Dao Kuang shouted, waving his black knife and coming towards him, but his eyes were full of horror, "How...how can you not be affected by my Water Evil Knife?"
The black sword he wears is consistent with his sword skills and martial arts. He originally practiced water-based skills, and his sword skills are also water-based, with a feminine and surging force. And his water evil sword also collects eight elements.
Eleven water demons were used to forge this knife.
Shui De's color is still black, so this knife is black.
As for the water evil force on his sword, he can control part of it and turn it into his own sword intention. After entering the opponent's body, he can destroy it wantonly.
He has not yet mastered the true meaning of the sword, but having this sword in his hand is enough.
The sword madman also begged for defeat because he wanted to perfect his sword intention, but a first-level spirit immortal could block his sword, which made him feel incredible.
However, the collision of the second sword was even more surprising. The standard mid-level spiritual sword collided with the water evil sword. With a loud bang, the two swords turned into pieces at the same time.
"You... you are dead!" Li Yuncong was stunned for a moment, then pointed at the other person and yelled, "You dare to destroy my spiritual weapon, you are really dead!"
His Water Evil Sword has already escaped the scope of the spiritual sword. Because it has both martial arts and magic, this sword should be called a spiritual weapon.
"Nao Nao," Chen Taizhong had another spiritual sword in his hand. He rushed forward and cut the man into two pieces with one strike. Then he cut off the man's head with one strike of his hand.
Then it became a routine. He stepped forward, put away the person's storage bag, and looked at the visitor from the Ouyang family with a half-smile, "The helper you are looking for... is not very useful."
"We really are not looking for it," Ouyang Zhicheng stared angrily, and before he continued to speak, he suddenly realized that he was here to deliver the goods, so he stopped abruptly, "Brother Twelve, tell me, we are really
People put it on."
In fact, he didn't dare to tell Chen Taizhong now that the combat power of the sword madman was far superior to that of the ancestor of the Ouyang family. With the water evil sword in his hand, he once scared away a sixth-level spirit immortal.
Such a person only took two swords from Chen Taizhong, and both of them were exploded. This shows how incredible it is to be able to kill the master of the Nightmare Spider during his ascension.
"We have brought the things," the foreign affairs manager stepped forward, took the storage bag from Ouyang Zhicheng, and placed the twelve spiritual soldiers on the ground, as well as two jade slips, "City Lord Wen's people are not ours.
The one who gave the instigation is actually saying that everyone is saying that Morrowind Castle should be renamed Wenjia Castle, and I hope you will take notice."
As expected of a foreign affairs manager, he explained the problem in just a few words.
"Actually, it doesn't matter to me if you leak my information," Chen Taizhong stepped forward, waved his hand, put away the things on the ground, and said with a smile, "If you don't kill people, where can you get money from?"
"We will never leak it," Ouyang Zhicheng said anxiously. He has a stubborn temper. "If we really want to plot against you, why would we bring these things?"
"I said I allowed you to leak it. What are you doing by jumping up and down like this?" Chen Taizhong's face darkened, "Are you trying to block my way of making money?"
Ouyang Zhicheng was just ignorant, not stupid. When he saw this, he immediately swore, "In the name of the ancestors of the Ouyang family, I, Ouyang Zhicheng, swear..."
"I really want to ask for money," Chen Taizhong interrupted.
Ouyang Zhicheng ignored him and talked a lot, then looked at him and said, "Now you can believe it."
Why not the creatures from the wind and yellow world? Chen Taizhong felt that this guy's oath was very different from Wang Yanyan's oath.
However, swearing by his ancestors, this oath was considered harsh. He had no intention of getting entangled in it. However, after listening to it, he asked again, "Morality is heaven and earth... If you don't even have this sentence, your Ouyang family
Is this an oath?"
When the two heard this, they immediately took a breath. After looking at each other, the foreign affairs manager bravely asked, "Master Chen... I dare to ask you, sir, for this ancient oath, but you have found your own sect?"
Everyone has always known that Chen Taizhong ascended from an unheard-of Dharma Plane. Everyone who bullied this man also knew that he had no one to rely on.
But the Dharma Ending Plane can also be something that was once glorious but has now fallen into ruin.
Once this person has found a foothold, he is no longer a casual cultivator, and the lower realm is the Dharma Ending Plane, but in this realm, his sect may be proud of it.
There is absolutely a difference between being a rogue cultivator with no roots and having the support of a sect.
The phrase "morality is heaven and earth" is only mentioned by sects with inheritance in Fenghuang Realm when swearing an oath. It is a very ancient inheritance and is rarely said in the world today.
"You care if I find it or not?" Chen Taizhong frowned and looked at him coldly, "This is my business, what does it have to do with you?"
"Okay, I have made this oath again." Ouyang Zhicheng found something was wrong and immediately changed his mind. In fact, for ancient families like them, similar oaths are also clear, "I swear by all the creatures in the wind and yellow world... morality is heaven and earth.
This is my oath."
"Let's go," Chen Taizhong waved his hand and drove the people away. He put away the spiritual array and the spiritual soldiers sent by the other party, released the catkins chairs, and crossed the river directly.
Wang Yanyan had already rushed back and was lying in ambush by the river. Chen Taizhong also knew that after crossing the river, he directly picked her up from the grass and said proudly, "You still want to collect the bill for me... When you encounter this kind of
Scene, what do you do?"
"Who would have thought that they would actually be remembered by others?" Wang Yanyan answered hesitantly, but she had already given up in her heart.
Indeed, if she had to be present in a scene like the one just now, she simply couldn't afford the intervention of a third party - the knife maniac didn't seem to be a good person, and he didn't even take the Ouyang family seriously.
"What's going on with that oath of yours... it sounds like it has a good background?" Chen Taizhong was a little curious about this.
"I don't know about this either," Wang Yanyan shook her head, with a confused look on her face, "It should be a very solemn oath handed down from my ancestors... I have never sworn this oath to anyone else in my life."
Chen Taizhong didn't believe this, but he had no intention of delving into it, "You guys, just hide it from me."
"I really didn't hide it from you," Wang Yanyan said anxiously, "This is the most solemn oath. Is it wrong if I am more sincere?"
"Forget it, the matter is over, let's practice," Chen Taizhong didn't want to worry about it. The oaths and other things are really not important. In the final analysis, strength still matters.
"Master, when are we going to fight back to Bluestone City?" Wang Yanyan spoke through gritted teeth, "This time I met the guy from last time again, and I gave him another arrow... He said it wouldn't be so cheap next time."
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