The battle ended with Wen Ziran voluntarily admitting defeat, and the onlookers gradually dispersed. This battle could not be said to be earth-shattering.
Except for the thrilling initial sword fight, the subsequent battle between the two men was grand and impressive, but neither side had any intention of competing.
Called a duel, it was more like a sparring match between swordsmen. They met their opponents and tried each other's moves, without any intention of winning or losing.
The swordsmen present were all extremely excited, Xiao Chen and Wen Ziran were in the middle of a fight. Each of them integrated the swordsmanship and swordsmanship they had learned and understood, and they all got something from it more or less.
Xiao Chen floated lightly and arrived on the winner's ship.
On the bow of the ship, Jin Dabao and Lao Jiu were smiling from ear to ear. When they saw Xiao Chen coming up, they hurriedly came forward to say hello.
"Can you lend this Dragon Gate battleship to me for a while?" Jin Dabao rubbed his hands and asked expectantly.
Lao Jiu said from the side: "Fat man, I won a lot in this opening. I plan to reopen the Chamber of Commerce. I have no ship and no identity."
Xiao Chen smiled softly: "Take it. I will take the time to give Shui Lingling a letter and ask Wu Tianzong to take care of your business. If you have any difficulties in the future, you can come to me directly."
Ying Qiong walked over slowly and said softly: "Hehe, sister, I will invest the money you borrowed from me. You can do big stocks."
Jin Dabao was overjoyed when he heard this and nodded non-stop.
With the support of Wu Tianzong and Winner, with his methods, it would be difficult for this chamber of commerce to succeed.
"Thanks to you guys for looking up to me, Fatty, I will definitely make some achievements in less than three years."
After chatting for a while, the fat man stood up and left, followed closely by Lao Jiu. Xiao Chen asked and found out that the fat man hired Lao Jiu as his personal bodyguard.
Hearing this, Xiao Chen couldn't help but look a little weird, and he couldn't help but laugh in his heart.
Looking for Lao Jiu to be a bodyguard, Jin Dabao is really good at picking people. Lao Jiu has nothing else, and his ability to escape is even inferior to Xiao Chen.
Ying Qiong waved her hand, shooing away everyone on the battleship, and said seriously: "Xiao Chen, do you really not want me to send someone to escort you to Tianwu Domain Zhongzhou?"
The journey to Zhongzhou Martial God Palace is long and there are too many surprises and possibilities for Ying Qiong not to worry about.
Xiao Chen shook his head and muttered: "No, this should be Emperor Haotian's final test for me. If the other party really wants to send me away, he can tear the void apart and send me there in an instant."
"I still have to walk this road myself."
Seeing Xiao Chen's insistence, Ying Qiong sighed in her heart, knowing that the other party would not change his mind, so she whispered: "In that case, I won't advise you anymore."
"The King Ceremony must be successful. Many elderly people in the family are watching you. If you fail to be crowned King, the years have passed too long, and some promises may not stand the test of time."
Xiao Chen's heart moved, and he vaguely guessed what the other party meant. The winner in the sky world must be the winner from Kunlun sent to protect the descendants of the Xiao family.
Now it seems that the winner may be the one who was left behind before the Qing Emperor fell thousands of years ago.
But whether it can help him depends on his own performance.
"Yes, the title of Azure Dragon King was destined to be mine from the moment I revealed my identity."
Wushenfu does not belong to one or a few people. It represents the alliance of powerful forces of the entire human race, which rules the vast Tianwu Territory.
There are also countless stars in the outer sky. This rule has continued from ancient times to the present.
Deeply rooted in every human warrior, Wushen Palace is the most orthodox ruler of the human race.
The title granted by the Martial God Palace is very important. It is not just a false name, but also represents a kind of luck that can be recognized by all warriors of the race.
The title of the Azure Dragon King was not given by the Azure Emperor, but left by the founder of the Holy Land Longmen who disappeared.
The existence of Longmen can also be traced back to ancient times, even older than Qing Emperor.
It's just that Longmen reached its peak in the hands of Qing Emperor, so that when future generations mention Longmen, they will pronounce it as Qingdi Longmen.
The master of each generation of Dragon Gate is the contemporary Azure Dragon King. This title is extremely crucial to Xiao Chen.
Without this title, if the Dragon Gate is rebuilt in the future, it will lose its status and will not be recognized by the hundreds of millions of warriors in the human race. Without luck, it will be impossible to regain the Dragon Gate.
With a slight leap, Xiao Chen jumped off the battleship, landed on the ground, raised his head and looked into the distance, and then started this journey that was destined to reach the end only by himself.
On the mountain path, Xiao Chen was not in a hurry, but was still digesting the gains from the battle with Wen Ziran.
If there is a bright moon, which comes first, the night or the moon. It is the perfect night that makes the moon perfect, or the bright moon that makes this night perfect.
Without the backdrop of the dark night, there would be no brilliance of the bright moon.
After three days of thinking, Xiao Chen finally clarified the relationship between the two. Only the darkest night can bring out the most perfect moon.
The peaceful days lasted for a month. When Xiao Chen was about to step out of the mysterious realm, he was stopped by a group of people in purple clothes.
The people who came were not from the three great royal families of Yan, Jiang, and Lin, but were all warriors from the Zixiao Sword Sect.
There were not many people coming, about twenty people, and each of them had at least the level of a martial saint.
From Xiao Chen's perspective at the moment, these people were not considered to be highly cultivated, but each of them had a sharp edge.
These people, without exception, are all swordsmen who have understood the meaning of the sword. The leader is the great master Ouyang Long.
Ouyang Long was spared by Xiao Chen back on the Sword Making Peak.
There is another person next to him, who is older and has an aura of twilight. He is an old monster who has lived for hundreds of years.
Instead of going into seclusion, he was thinking about how to break through to the quasi-emperor state, but he was actually pulled out by Ouyang Long.
The battle in front of them was almost half the strength of the Zixiao Sword Sect. Even if Ouyang Longgui is the Grand Master, he cannot mobilize the Zixiao Sword Sect. It seems that some people have persuaded him to do so.
Xiao Chen remained silent, only remembering the name Zixiao Sword Sect in his heart.
Ouyang Long was high-spirited and said with a smile: "Haha, Xiao Chen, these days, the scenery in Xuanyu is very tight. It's a pity that I didn't go back alive."
"Give me a longevity fruit, and I won't interfere with your journey to Zhongzhou." The white-haired old man next to Ouyang Long said in a hoarse voice.
Xiao Chen's eyes did not stay too much on this group of people. He looked down from the sky and said with a smile: "It is a waste to give you five hundred years of life. You are just the life of a great master in this life. Use it to feed It’s better to have a dog than to waste it on you.”
The white-haired old man was furious: "What a sharp-tongued boy. Today, I will use your body to feed the dogs myself and set up an array!"
As soon as the words fell, twenty martial saints with sword intentions unsheathed their long swords and jumped into the air, and the sound of breaking through the air sounded one after another.
The powerful sword intent quickly formed in the air. Once it landed, a huge Zixiao Sword Formation would take shape.
With this sword formation, combined with the strength of Ouyang Long and the white-haired old man, no one below the quasi-emperor could escape death.
Clang!
But just when the sword intent was just connected, a flash of sword light shone on Xiao Chen's body, and the Dacheng sword soul containing the will of thunder burst out from Xiao Chen.
The loud roar of the sword sounded, and the vast sea-like sword intent radiated from Xiao Chen's body.
At the most appropriate opportunity, the sword intent of these twenty people was defeated in an instant, without giving them the chance to reach their peak.
As soon as his figure moved, he saw countless sword lights flashing out from Xiao Chen. Screams rang out one after another, and as soon as the twenty people jumped up, they spit out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground seriously injured.
Xiao Chen secretly thought it was a pity that there were too many people. If there are no more than ten people, if the opponent's sword intention collapses, they can all be killed in an instant.
The most fearless thing in the Wu Que Dao of Swordsmanship is being besieged.
In one move, twenty martial saints who had understood the sword's intention were injured. Ouyang Long and the white-haired old man were both shocked, and their wishful thinking was completely disrupted.
Whoosh!
With a flash of his body, the white-haired old man retreated decisively, betraying Ouyang Long completely.
Old bastard, Ouyang Long cursed in his heart, turned around and prepared to run away. But a flash of lightning flashed, and he was stopped by a white figure.
"I don't know where you got the courage to come and kill me. A swordsman who has not understood the soul of the sword is nothing in my eyes."
Xiao Chen had no expression on his face and looked at Ouyang Long coldly.
hateful!
A flash of ferocity flashed in Ouyang Long's eyes, and the long sword in his hand was unsheathed. The sharp edge turned into a sword light and stabbed towards him like lightning.
He wanted to force Xiao Chen away and create an opportunity for himself to leave.
This sword brings together all the strength of Ouyang Long. The sword is so bright that people dare not look directly at it, and the sharp edge can penetrate thousands of mountains.
But without a soul, the powerful power is only superficial.
Xiao Chen remained motionless. The moment the sword light touched his body, he reached out and clamped the sword firmly with the two fingers of his right hand.
Buzz!
A powerful force came from the sword, Xiao Chen's clothes fluttered, his hair danced wildly, and spider-like cracks spread under his feet.
The next moment, behind Xiao Chen, countless huge rocks rose into the sky, densely packed, covering the sky and the sun.
But Xiao Chen's footsteps did not move, and he only used two fingers to clamp the great master's sword.
The body is like a sword, as stable as a mountain, and its peerless sharpness shocks all directions.