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Chapter 107 A Swordsman

"Is my Huashan sect the weakest?"

Suddenly, a cold voice sounded across this vast world.

But I saw a flash of purple sword light that instantly spanned a distance of several hundred meters and appeared between the old man in black robe and Mrs. Wang...

clang!

The black knife in the hand of the old man in black robe was blocked.

He was blocked by a gorgeous purple-patterned sword!

The moment he saw this purple-striped sword clearly, the old man in black robe couldn't help but admired in his heart.

What a sword!

With his eyes, he can naturally see the quality of the Zixu Sword.

This is definitely the best weapon!

It's far from comparable to the low-grade black knife in his hand.

At this moment, the old man in black robe could not help but sigh in his heart.

Is this the foundation of the Huashan Sect?

It’s really enviable…

"Hello? Old man, do you dare to say this again?"

Across the sword, Chen Xinzhu looked at the old man in black robe opposite and said in a cold tone.

Hearing this, the old man in black robe was startled, and turned his gaze from Zixu Sword to the young man in purple robe.

So young!

This was Chen Xinzhu's first impression of the old man in black robe...

So strong!

This is the second impression.

The moment he saw Chen Xinzhu, the old man in black robe guessed his identity.

It must be the Huashan disciple who ranks eleventh on the list.

The name seems to be Chen Xinzhu?

but……

Looking at the purple-robed young man in front of me, he blocked his sword so easily.

The old man in black robe was still deeply shocked in his heart.

He could clearly sense that the young man in front of him had a cultivation level that was indeed only in the acquired realm.

But he could also sense the deep murderous intent coming from this young man.

What shocked him the most was that this murderous intention actually made him instinctively feel threatened...

How is this possible??!

He is a veteran innate powerhouse who has been in the innate realm for nearly twenty years.

He actually felt threatened by a 17 or 18-year-old Houtian warrior??

No one would believe this when I say it, right?

The old man in black robe was also in disbelief, so much so that Chen Xinzhu's extremely provocative words were ignored by him.

Seeing that the old man in black robe seemed a little uneasy, Chen Xinzhu frowned slightly.

"You dare to be distracted at such a close distance? Then I won't be polite."

Before he finished speaking, the faint purple light that filled the Zixu Sword instantly became extremely dazzling.

Huge power suddenly erupted from the Purple Void Sword, instantly forming a purple shock wave like a tidal wave, rolling towards the black-robed old man.

"What?!"

The face of the old man in black robe changed. He could sense the huge power contained in this purple shock wave.

Sharp and thick!

However, due to being distracted just now, the old man in black robe had no time to react.

Bang!

Caught off guard, the majestic force hit the black-robed old man in the chest.

Click!

Along with a terrifying muffled sound, the old man in black robe was shaken and flew backwards.

Seeing this scene, another innate strong man from the Nether Sect quickly flew up and caught the old man in black robe who was knocked away.

Fall to the ground.

A trace of blood seeped out from the corner of his mouth, and the old man in black robe felt extremely uncomfortable in his internal organs, and a feeling of shortness of breath suddenly came to his heart.

Seeing that the old man in black robe seemed to be injured, another strong man from the Nether Sect with all white hair immediately looked at Chen Xinzhu with a different look.

Shocked, curious, and wary all at once.

The body of the future god actually hurt the innate strong man.

What a terrifying talent this is?

If he is allowed to continue living, is that okay?

Could it be another great master in the world?

Thinking of this, even though he had some guesses about Chen Xinzhu's identity, the white-haired old man couldn't help but ask.

"Who are you?"

The breeze blew by, making the purple robes rustle.

With a slight wave of the sword in his hand, Chen Xinzhu looked at the white-haired old man not far away and replied calmly.

"Just a swordsman."

Hearing this, the white-haired old man's eyes became even more murderous.

"A swordsman? It seems that you are indeed a disciple of the Huashan Sect. In that case..."

As soon as the words fell, the figure of the white-haired old man disappeared from the spot instantly.

"Then go die!"

A dark shadow flashed!

The white-haired old man came to Chen Xinzhu in an instant, and slashed out with the black knife in his hand.

Seeing this scene, Chen Xinzhu's face was extremely calm.

With a gentle wave of his left hand, a soft force appeared, and Old Mrs. Wang's body instantly flew hundreds of meters away, landing under an extremely tall tree.

After doing all this, Chen Xinzhu looked at the white-haired old man in front of him, his expression still calm.

Without saying anything, Chen Xinzhu moved his right hand slightly, like an antelope hanging its horns, leaving no trace.

The Zixu Sword arrived first and blocked the Black Sword in an instant.

clang!

It's like the sound of a divine bell in heaven.

It was like a silver bottle exploding, and the crisp sound of collision spread far away.

Without waiting for the white-haired old man to react, Chen Xinzhu chuckled lightly and moved his right hand slightly.

In an instant, the purple light flourished, spreading out like a sea current.

Wow!!

Just like a stone dropped on a calm lake, purple shock ripples visible to the naked eye rippled out in circles.

At this moment, the white-haired old man felt an extremely heavy and terrifying pressure suddenly coming down, pressing heavily on his back.

"not good!"

A huge sense of crisis suddenly enveloped his heart, and the white-haired old man's expression suddenly changed.

Before he could make any move.

Boom!!

An explosion sounded like thunder.

The purple shock ripples visible to the naked eye suddenly gathered together and turned into a purple sword energy only a few inches long, shooting towards the white-haired old man.

At this moment, the white-haired old man who was pointed by the sword energy was frightened and his whole body felt extremely cold.

Don't dare to neglect.

"drink!"

The white-haired old man shouted loudly, and the innate energy in his body suddenly burst into flames.

Above the black sword in his hand, an extremely dark black sword light filled the air.

clang!

The several-inch-long purple sword energy and the extremely dark black sword light collided instantly.

All of a sudden.

Boom!!!

Like a flood, the terrifying impact wave spread violently and swept across all directions.

Under this turmoil, the surrounding spiritual energy of heaven and earth formed a monstrous hurricane, rolling up smoke and dust all over the sky.

The next moment.

The figure of the white-haired old man was knocked backwards by the huge force. After landing, he took more than ten steps back before regaining his balance.

puff!

As soon as he stood firm, the white-haired old man couldn't bear it anymore and opened his mouth to spit out a large mouthful of blood.

Seeing this scene, the old man in black robe not far away was also startled.

You know, this white-haired old man is much stronger than him.

As a result, after using all his strength, he actually returned injured??

What is the strength of this Huashan disciple?

As soon as the black-robed old man thought of this, the white-haired old man's solemn words came from not far away.

"Be careful, the true meaning of swordsmanship in him is really sharp. I estimate that the superior swordsmanship he has practiced has at least reached the level of Dacheng."

Hearing this, the old man in black robe was full of disbelief.

"Dacheng realm??!"


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