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Chapter 38 Heavenly Sword

"Dad, are you going somewhere far away? Luan'er also wants to go?"

In the main hall, Xiao Luan'er's face was full of expectation.

Chu Feng smiled helplessly, "Daddy has something very important this time, so he can only go alone. You have to listen to mother at home, you know?"

"Oh, Luan'er knows."

Chu Feng rubbed her depressed and drooped little head, then stood up and said: "The return date of this trip to the north is uncertain. You must practice the Immortality Technique diligently. Although it cannot increase your strength much, it can extend your lifespan."

"Don't think about it at home, husband, be careful about everything outside"

Zhen Luo gave instructions softly.

Chu Feng looked at his wife who was still as beautiful as before, a trace of determination flashed in his heart, and he left resolutely.

There was only a slight sigh left in the living room.

The wind was fierce, and Chu Feng flew all the way on the golden eagle. When he passed by the capital of the gods, he couldn't help but glance down, then shook his head and continued north.

At the junction of the continents, as soon as he dispersed the golden eagle and landed, he heard a long roar in the distance. He was slightly startled, and then he laughed.

"We haven't seen you for a few years. How is Brother Chu?"

"Of course I'm very good, but Brother Song, why did you end up here in Wei Dynasty?"

The one who came was none other than Song Que, the future Heavenly Sword.

A few years later, despite the distance, the news of the intersection between the two worlds still began to emerge, especially the Lingnan Song clan, which was at the intersection.

Two years ago, Chu Feng and his wife Zhen Luo traveled to the north together. When they reached the grassland, they happened to meet Song Que who came to explore the south.

The two had a competition at that time, but the other party was driven and defeated by someone.

Song Que was still young at this time and was not yet the Heavenly Sword thirty years later. At that time, his battle with Ning Daoqi's Nine Swords made him famous all over the world.

"Of course I came to see you. Song was defeated by Brother Chu's magic that day. He has always been ashamed of it. He has been practicing hard in the past few years, so he just wants to come and ask for advice again." Song Que said eagerly.

"Haha, since Brother Song is interested, Mr. Chu will accompany you for a while."

Chu Feng shouted loudly, Xuantian Sword suddenly appeared, flew close, and used "Strength to Split Huashan". This move was used at the master level. It was simple and direct, powerful and heavy. There was a green sword attached to the sword.

The energy, coupled with the weight of the Xuantian Sword itself, directly produced a sonic boom.

Song Que didn't hide, and the Heavenly Sword suddenly struck out in front of him. The swords struck each other, making a harsh metallic sound. The huge force was pulled under him, and yellow sand suddenly flew up.

"Okay...haha...this is so exciting. Brother Chu must not be opportunistic like last time. There will definitely be a big battle today."

"As you wish." As soon as Chu Feng finished speaking, he moved his body in accordance with the sound, using the spiral nine shadows. This set of movements in the Nine Yin Manual was exquisite and extraordinary, and several afterimages were transformed out of thin air.

"Come again" this time, it's the black iron swordsmanship, the heavy sword has no edge, and it's very skillful and useless.

"Good swordsmanship" Song Que had such a keen eye that he instantly understood the essence of this swordsmanship. He raised his sword to block again and instantly felt a force of both hardness and softness coming from him.

With a flick of his long knife, the force was broken.

"Brother Chu, be careful"

Song Que flew over and used the Eight Heavenly Sword Techniques. Suddenly, the blades were like rain, with various postures, like an immortal riding on the wind.

Chu Feng was a little confused at first when he saw the moves, but gradually he became more and more comfortable. He learned a lot of complicated sword moves, and kept changing all kinds of exquisite sword moves. There was not a single move repeated in a hundred moves.

Song Que suddenly stopped and his expression became solemn. He raised the sword horizontally and gently wiped it with his left hand.

"After studying the sword for several years, I still have one skill to gain. Although this sword is not perfect, it is Song's strongest sword at the moment. Brother Chu, be careful."

The body moves at will, the wind of the sword is like thunder, and the person and the sword seem to merge into one.

Chu Feng felt that the world in front of him suddenly became stagnant, and there was nothing but the shadow of swords in the sky.

He didn't dare to use his strength, so he used all his strength to move across the air, waiting for opportunities to find flaws while dodging, so as to defuse the opponent's fierce offensive.



The wind was blowing wildly and the sky was filled with yellow sand. The two fought happily for several hours on the desolate grassland.

"Extreme knowledge but no proficiency. Brother Chu, what you have learned is too complex. Although these sword techniques are extremely exquisite, you have learned too much, and you will not be able to understand the true way of swordsmanship that belongs to you." Song Que put his sword back into its sheath. He had already regarded the other party as his own.

My friend, this is my sincere comment.

"I know." Chu Feng smiled and didn't care, "If you let me wipe out a mortal heart like Brother Song, it's better to kill me with a knife, with a sword, with a Tao, with a sword.

It is better to be a stone than to be a thing."

"Forget it, since Brother Chu is so open-minded, Song won't say much."

Chu Feng was silent for a moment and suddenly asked, "Brother Song, does he know about the War Temple?"

Song Que's expression changed and he asked curiously: "Why does Brother Chu ask this question? Is it possible..."

"To be honest, Chu went north this time to get news about the Temple of War. It is said that there is a magic dragon guarding the place and it is full of dangers, so I plan to invite some friends to explore together. Brother Song is the first person I invite.

"

Song Que only hesitated for a moment before agreeing. He was equally curious about this mysterious War Temple.

"When does Brother Chu plan to go?"

"I'm afraid you and I are not strong enough. I plan to find some friends with strong martial arts skills and we will go together."

Song Que said: "Forget it, Song will be waiting for your news in Lingnan."

The two said goodbye, and when Chu Feng's figure disappeared, Song Que slowly said: "The reincarnation of the gods, the Great Wei Guoshi, Brother Chu, Brother Chu, which one is the real you?"

Chu Feng abandoned the golden eagle and took a good horse to continue heading north. Although his realm had exceeded that of a master and his mental power had soared, he was not so luxurious that he could use it to travel.

Yangzhou, Tianxia Villa, is where Chu Feng stayed. At this time, the appearance of the Villa has been greatly changed, and the number of maids and servants in the Villa has increased several times.

"It seems that Dai Qisi has taken good care of this place." Chu Feng thought to himself and walked slowly towards the main entrance of the villa.

"Stop, who are you, and what are you doing in Tianxia Villa?" The guard looked at the man's dress and temperament and asked aloud.

"I am Chu Feng."

"Huh?" The guard was startled. The name sounded familiar to him and he couldn't remember it for a moment. He was about to ask again when his vision suddenly went dark, and when he regained consciousness, his eyes were a little dazed.

"Strange, what happened just now?" The guard rubbed his eyes, confused.

In the study room of the villa, Chu Feng sat on the main seat and carefully looked at the book in his hand, which recorded all the major events that happened in the Sui Dynasty after he left.

After a while, he put down the book in his hand and suddenly asked: "Lu Miaozi has been staying at Pegasus Ranch?"

"The place where this person lives in seclusion is a little weird. People lurking in the ranch don't dare to approach, but through some clues, it can be confirmed that the person is indeed still there." Dai Qisi replied respectfully.

"Pegasus Ranch, the owner of Beauty Farm, is still Shang Qingya, right?"

"It is indeed her, but Shang Qingya is not in good health and is often depressed. I think it is also because of Lu Miaozi."

There was some emotion in Dai Qisi's words, and she didn't know if she was thinking of something.

"They're all bloody love triangle stories."

Chu Feng was speechless for a while. Lu Miaozi's talent and talent were unparalleled, but unfortunately they were destroyed in the hands of Zhu Yuyan.

Who can you blame?

I can only say that Sister Zhu is too seductive and Lao Lu can’t handle it.


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