"As expected of Gu Chen, his aura is different. He opens his mouth with a sword. He wants to defeat the enemy with one sword! He is also at the ninth level of Qi refining. If he doesn't have 100% confidence, who would dare to say such a thing!"
On the sword platform, the long-haired man heard Gu Chen's arrogance, and his face showed anger.
At this time, I just heard a "clang" sound.
The sword on Gu Chen's shoulder had already been unsheathed. His sword was lying in front of him. He followed the sword and reached the man with just one step.
The long-haired man used the "unloading" technique in his sword, and an inner circle planned to unload the opponent's sure-kill sword.
But Gu Chen had a backup plan. Just when the two swords were about to touch, he flicked his wrist and swung the sword in the opposite direction.
"laugh……"
A piece of blood scattered in the clear sky, and the long-haired man was seriously injured and fell to the ground.
"This is... the returning wind sword technique!"
Seeing the strange sword strike just now, someone recognized the foundation of swordsmanship.
"Gu Chen is indeed a genius of our Sword Sect. The Hui Feng Sword Technique is known as the most difficult sword skill to practice among the Xia Xuan Sword Techniques. I didn't expect that Gu Chen would practice it to such a superb level. It's really unbelievable!"
"The loser is not a weak opponent. This person also defeated his opponent just now, but unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, he didn't even have the ability to resist, and was directly defeated by Gu Chen's sword. There is really no comparison between people!"
There was a chorus of praise and admiration.
The Gu Chen Sword was sheathed, and he put it on his shoulder. He glanced condescendingly at the seriously injured long-haired man, and said expressionlessly: "If you don't choose to admit defeat immediately when you see me on stage, this is the best punishment for you, get out.
Get down!"
The man on the ground was livid, and he dared not speak out in anger. He covered his wound and got off the sword platform with blood flowing.
Gu Chen once again regained his arrogant attitude.
He scanned the audience with a sneer at the corner of his mouth: "Who is still on stage? But let me declare in advance that I have no interest in playing with you if you come on stage again. They will be dead and useless by then. Don't blame me for not reminding you."
As soon as these words came out, the disciples who were watching pushed and backed away, as if they were afraid of being regarded as the target of a challenge.
"Hahaha……"
Seeing his intimidating power, Gu Chen laughed heartily.
"Invincible! Senior Brother Gu is invincible!"
Suddenly a flag-waving voice sounded from the crowd.
Li Kezhou didn't even need to turn around. He could tell by the voice that it was Ma De who had lost his limb.
With this person taking the lead, the whole audience started shouting, whether they wanted to or not, and the crowd was buzzing for a while.
The ancient figures on the stage are like stars holding the moon, and their aloofness is even stronger.
"Gu's has a litter of dogs! They all look like dogs after all. Let me see how tall you are!"
At this sudden sentence, the cheers of the entire audience stopped abruptly, and everyone looked around in astonishment.
Li Kezhou was bathed in everyone's gaze, carrying his long and narrow black sword, and swaggering onto the sword platform.
His words immediately shocked everyone, and the first person to come to their senses was Gu Chen on the stage.
"What did you just say, do you dare to say it again?"
His face was so gloomy that it looked like water was dripping from his eyes.
Li Kezhou glanced at him lightly: "I said that you and Gu Yin have the same virtues. You are a dog from the same litter. You have a pair of toad eyes on the top of your head. You think you are the only one in the world. In fact, you are not."
Gu Chen's eyebrows twitched rapidly.
Anyone who knows him knows that this is a sign when his anger surges and murderous intent rises in his heart.
At this time, the crowd suddenly started talking:
"Who am I talking about being so arrogant? It turns out to be Li Kezhou whose cultivation has been crippled. How come he is everywhere? After just a few days of stability, I thought I knew how to keep a low profile. It seems I was wrong!"
"This person is getting more arrogant every time. The last time he provoked Cao Kun, the other party was careless and was seriously injured by his sneak attack. He also forced him to kneel down and kowtow to beg for his life. I thought he would never survive more than three days from then on. I don't want to do it now.
It’s incredible that he’s still alive and kicking…”
"He made rude remarks and even got on the sword platform. Could it be that he overestimated his abilities and wanted to challenge Gu Chen?"
After hearing everyone's comments about him, Li Kezhou's face was as calm as water.
He said to Gu Chen again: "I can't bear to see other people being arrogant. You have violated my taboo just now. If you don't want to be seriously injured by me, if you kowtow and admit defeat now, you can still walk upright. Otherwise, you will have to walk sideways for a while."
Be carried away!"
Gu Chen was extremely angry and laughed back: "I heard before that a useless person with completely useless cultivation defeated an outer disciple at the first level of Qi Refining whose name seemed to be 'Mom'. That useless person should be you, right? Indeed.
It’s an amazing achievement!”
Ma De, who had just cheered for Gu Chen in the audience, suddenly turned green when he heard that he was being ridiculed, and looked at Li Kezhou with hatred on his face.
Li Kezhou's expression did not change: "Your cousin Gu Yin's coffin has been prepared by a man named Cao Kun, and he is waiting for me to finish it in a month; is your coffin ready?"
Gu Chen was not good at words. He knew in just a few words that he was no match for him in a duel. He stopped talking nonsense and went straight to the question.
"You are already useless, and you are just a lowly servant disciple. Are you planning to fight me when you come to this sword platform today? Let me fight with the servant, and it will dirty the sword in my hand!"
He took out his sword, put it in front of his eyes, and rubbed it repeatedly.
"So cheap!"
Li Kezhou saw his sword and admired it.
Gu Chen's movements were stagnant.
Li Kezhou asked again: "This sword of yours... is a second-grade sword?"
"Dog Eyes! You don't even recognize a third-grade sword. It seems that not only has your cultivation been ruined, but you also have problems with your eyesight."
Li Kezhou nodded: "The sword is a good sword, but people who don't know how to use swords carry swords, and swords are for others. Today I will take your sword and kill your people with my bare hands!"
Gu Chen's endurance was unexpectedly astonishing. Although he was furious, he was still accumulating his murderous intention. He would use the most extreme killing intention to swing the most cruel sword.
But at this moment, the disciples in the audience were the first to explode.
"What a wild beast!"
"Li Kezhou, you are too crazy! Gu Chen, this man wants to die, why don't you fulfill his wish quickly?"
"Gu Chen! If you can't kill him with one sword, you don't deserve to be called the second master under Ningdan."
Hearing all the sarcastic comments from the audience, Gu Chen was filled with anger.
"Bastard! Look how I kill you..."
Gu Chen roared angrily.
What he is best at is the Return of Wind Sword Technique, and now he is facing Li Kezhou, who in his eyes has lost all his cultivation, still uses his sure-kill sword technique.
Facing Gu Chen who was coming towards him with the "Willow Body Footwork", Li Kezhou was not careless at all, and danced like a wind wheel with a black sword.
On the sword platform, the sword energy was rising while the strong wind howled.
"Beast! Didn't you say you don't need a sword and use your bare hands?"
Seeing the opponent's terrifying sword power, Gu Chen was filled with shock and anger.
"I lied to you!"
Li Kezhou responded with a fiercer sword.
"Bastard! I'll kill you!" Gu Chen roared angrily.
But the battle situation was not as simple as he imagined.
Li Kezhou's sword dance was as closed as a wheel, rolling around like a wind wheel. The strong wind brought by it alone made his skin sore and unbearable, and he did not dare to be aggressive at all.