The opponent Hong Chen faced this time was as skilled in martial arts as the heroes who attacked him at the Immortal Villa that day. Not only the black-haired man and the fat old man were both top masters who were as crazy as the Sword Emperor, but there were also many other people in the wooden house.
When the first-class masters mobilized their skills to take action, the whole wooden house was shaken with a roar.
When Hong Chen retaliated with his sword, there was a sound of "Ouch!" and the wooden house was torn to pieces like a broken flower in the strong wind. The sword energy that shot out in all directions cut the wooden house into hundreds or even thousands of pieces.
Most of the people in the room - in fact, there were no wooden houses at this time - had wounds on their flesh and skin, and they were grimacing in pain. Even the masters had messy buns, missing clothes and damaged robes, and looked miserable.
Hong Chen exhaled a breath of turbid air, put the knife back on his waist, cupped his hands and said, "I'm sorry." Then he walked towards Chen Tu.
The man who had controlled Chen Tu before suddenly broke into a cold sweat, abandoned Chen Tu, and continued to retreat.
Chen Tu was freed, sat up on the ground, and cursed: "A bunch of stupid people are trying to catch me indiscriminately. Now even the house is ruined, are you comfortable?" At the same time, Yu
Guang glanced at Hong Chen and thought to himself, if he had known that black tea was good at martial arts,
But I didn't expect it to be so ridiculously high. It was enough to break the spherical boulder before. But among this group of Wuyang Sect masters, there are several who can reach the level of Deng Jinghui and others from the Duluheng River Gang in Hanjuan Valley. Two of them are the leaders.
The old man was even more unfathomable and was defeated by Black Tea alone!
But Chen Tu still didn't believe that Hong Cha was the great master who founded the sect. He only thought that the Zangtian Sect was definitely the most powerful and secretive sect in the world, and that he could teach Hong Cha to become such a figure.
The man with black and white hair was about to speak angrily when he heard Chen Tu's words, but he felt his inner strength surge. As soon as he opened his mouth, he coughed several times and was speechless. Hong Chen retaliated with the knife attack, and the man with black and white hair was the closest. Naturally,
He was the first to bear the brunt. At this time, he noticed a slight disturbance in the true energy in the meridians, and immediately sat cross-legged on the ground and began to regulate his breathing.
The fat old man stared at the broken blade that Chen Tu had inserted into his waist. Suddenly his eyes widened and he said in a surprised tone: "Is this to relieve sorrow?"
Hong Chen nodded.
"It turns out he is a friend of Yunwu Mountain." The fat old man's expression and tone suddenly softened a lot, "I always thought that Brother Zong's life and death were unclear..."
Hong Chen interrupted: "You mean Zong Xinghe? I don't recognize him. He just picked up this knife."
Last time in the Beihai Kunlun Sect, Hong Chen was mistakenly thought to be related to Zong Xinghe by the elders of the Beihai Kunlun Sect's Knife Sect because of Xiaochou. Later, Xiaochou was cut off by the Bai Lone Wolf with a water cover, and his appearance has changed to that of Zong Xinghe.
They were very different at first, but after that Hong Chen traveled around the world, no one could recognize Xiaochou. He didn't expect that he would be recognized on Wuyang Mountain today.
Many people around were shocked when they heard this. Zong Xinghe, one of the most famous names in the world more than 20 years ago, the Yunwushan Sword Emperor, was considered to be the first person to use swords in the martial arts. He was invincible in the world with his long sword. How could his sword be so powerful?
If it was lost, how could it be picked up by this young man? Why is this young man's martial arts so high? Even if Zong Xinghe comes in person, he may not be able to match him!
"Senior brother, have you made a mistake?" The black-haired man had finished adjusting his breath and said, "Xiaochou is at least one foot longer than this knife."
"It was cut off."
Chen Tu said again.
"You're talking nonsense!" the man with black and white hair shouted loudly, and then his true energy was reversed. He coughed several times, but he endured the coughing and said, "Who in this world can cut off the sorrow!"
Everyone around who had heard of Xiaochou's name nodded in agreement - Xiaochou is a rare magical weapon in the world. If there was a list of weapons in the world, it would definitely be in the top ten. What's more, the toughness of the weapon is affected by the skill of the user.
, whether it is Zong Xinghe or the black tea holding it to relieve sorrow, it is impossible for someone to cut it off, right?
Hong Chen shook his head: "In this world, there is no master who can't lose, and there is no weapon that can always kill."
Leaving aside the water-covered sky made of Tiantie, every time Hong Chen thought of the man in black who took the Emperor of Zhao away on the night of the assassination of the Emperor of Yu, he felt that it was a mountain that he could not climb - that
Is it possible for a master to wait and eliminate his worries? Of course he can.
The black-haired man opened his mouth. He didn't cough this time, but couldn't say anything. The fat old man spoke again: "Black Tea Alliance Leader, you are a capable person. I and my junior brother were rude earlier. Let's talk in another place."
As he finished speaking, the fat old man bowed slightly, stretched out his hand towards the other wooden house, and made a gesture of invitation.
So a group of people left the broken wooden house and went to the place pointed by the fat old man. The new wooden house could not accommodate everyone, so most of the disciples of Taoliu Clan and Bihai Sect were sent to other wooden houses.
Apart from Hong Chen and Chen Tu, the others in the room were the people from the Wuyang Sect, as well as Tao Luyao and Ling Bo.
"Let me introduce myself first, the old 'Prince', this is my junior brother 'Prince'."
The fat old man sat upright and said.
"Oh, Hongcha has met Senior Wang and Senior Hou."
Hong Chen bowed his hands.
Seeing that Hong Chen's expression did not change, Ling Bo from the Bihai Sect frowned and said, "Black Tea Alliance Leader, have you never heard of the names of Senior Wang and Senior Hou?"
"Indeed I have never heard of it." Hong Chen nodded, "Otherwise I would definitely say 'I have admired you for a long time'."
Everyone choked again - only Chen Tu interjected: "Could it be that you two old men are the famous 'Princes and Heroes' in the Qingzhou Wulin more than 20 years ago? Didn't you already die in the battle between the Wulin and the Huangtian Sect?
Is it done?"
The prince shook his head and said: "Although there are rumors in the martial arts world that in the battle to exterminate demons, nine out of ten masters in the world were killed or injured. In fact, this is not necessarily the case. Although the demon sect's martial arts are high, their number is small after all. Those palaces in the Sixteenth Palace
The main and deputy palace masters are just top-notch masters. The masters of the entire Demon Cult combined will not be able to do so in the future.
It must be as many as the number of righteous masters in one state. In the past, the nine states exterminated demons together, and the sacrifices were indeed heavy, but those who were eliminated without a trace may not be dead. Many people were tired of the martial arts fighting and took the opportunity to fake death and return to seclusion. My junior brother and I were among them
Two - Not only that, most people in the entire Wuyang Sect were hermits back then."
The prince pointed to an old man with a long beard in the crowd: "For example, this is the head of the Taoliu Sect back then, Zhu Pi Zhu Daxia." Then he pointed to a bald old man: "This is the head of the Bihai Sect back then, Chen Jiantian.
Daxia Chen. There are many other heroes. We live in seclusion in Wuyang Mountain together. For twenty years, we have taught apprentices and taught skills. We have rarely been involved in worldly affairs. We just want to live out our lives in this mountain."
Chen Tuyi clapped his hands and said: "Oh, I know what the Guawazi from Taoliu Clan and Bihai Sect are doing in Wuyang Mountain - it's because their respective sects are leaderless and they want to invite the seniors who have retired to take charge of the overall situation!"