"My good nephew has offended me a lot just now, so I ask you to remove the ban. (Xue w.ou.m)"
The old man surnamed Diao ignored Ouyang Feng's words and looked at Xiao Chen's words.
As a Grand Master level swordsman, his eyesight is not comparable to that of Ouyang Feng. He can tell at a glance that Xiao Chen has mercy on him.
Ouyang Feng's life and death depended on the other person's thoughts, and asking Ang to kill Xiao Chen was simply seeking his own death. How could the old man surnamed Diao listen to him
Facing the old man whose sword intent was as surging as the ocean, Xiao Chen was neither humble nor arrogant, and said calmly: "Xiao's original intention is not to fight for victory. Since the senior has spoken, I will let him go."
As the words fell, the small peach blossom in the sword formation exploded together with the boundless sword energy in the Zixiao sword formation, turning into peach blossoms all over the sky, spinning and flying in the air.
Among the petals, there was the sound of swords clashing. Thousands of petals fell like raindrops, embellishing the Sword Casting Peak with flawless charm.
"Die!"
Without the restraints, the long sword in Ouyang Feng's hand was instantly unsheathed. He followed the sword and turned into a purple rainbow light, rushing towards Xiao Chen.
Xiao Chen had expected it and was not confused at all. The thunder light wheel appeared in circles behind him, and the roaring thunder sounded in the sky and the earth. He held the Moon Shadow Sword and gently pulled it out.
Then he pushed aside the extremely vicious sword light that came from a sneak attack.
Taking advantage of the situation, he took a step forward, holding the scabbard, and pointed towards Ouyang Feng's back among the lightning and flint.
clang!
Ouyang Feng had a sword formation at his feet. He turned around in a hurry and struck out with his sword to block Xiao Chen's strike.
The sword does not come out of its sheath, Xiao Chen has perfected his sword skills, uses his body as a sword, and the unsheathed Yueying Sword in his hand is integrated with his body, and he swings it gently.
He slapped Ouyang Feng in the face at an extremely tricky angle, and Ouyang Feng quickly stepped back.
Xiao Chen's movements were free and easy, like an antelope hanging its horns, flying freely in the sky, running through the Zixiao Sword Formation. Only relying on his skill in swordsmanship, Ouyang Feng was unable to move even an inch.
The old man surnamed Diao couldn't stand it any longer. He took a step forward and pointed it at his sword. The surging sword intent erupted continuously and blasted Xiao Chen out in one go.
“Little friend, that’s it for now, no need to push people too hard.”
Xiao Chen stepped back and was silent. The old man's words were not fair at all, which made him feel uncomfortable. But if it can make the big issue smaller, then forget it.
"You bastard, you hit me and you still want to leave, get out of here."
There was another sword roar soaring into the sky. Xiao Chen had just turned around when Ouyang Feng rushed out from behind the old man and flew into the air. Ninety-nine and eighty-one sword formations were formed in the void in all directions around him, forming a mighty giant. arrangement.
Looking up, you can see that the sky is full of purple sword light, with a huge momentum.
Ouyang Feng was in the sword formation, the light was dazzling, the sword intention in his body rose infinitely, and he slashed towards Xiao Chen with one sword.
His spiritual awareness was spreading around all the time. Xiao Chen could sense any disturbance immediately and react very quickly to Ouyang Feng's next attack.
Peach blossoms bloom, summer rises, autumn wind blows, winter snow falls, all four seasons are perfect, all kinds of scenes flash around Xiao Chen one by one, and the reincarnation is endless.
He was in it, motionless as a mountain, and his sword could not be taken out of its sheath. He also slashed out a sword and faced it.
It has completed the four seasons of spring and winter, and its power has increased by more than 20% compared to before.
Compared with Ouyang Feng's Zixiao Sword Formation, it was much stronger. This time Xiao Chen showed no mercy and used 80% of his strength.
Once the sword was slashed out, the cycle of reincarnation would continue. The endless sword intent surged wildly, and Ouyang Feng, who was slashing with the sword in the air, was sent flying directly.
Ninety-nine and eighty-one small Zixiao sword arrays all shattered into pieces and turned into countless sword energy flying in the air.
The old man surnamed Diao took Ouyang Feng's body and examined it, but he couldn't help but become furious.
There are four completely different internal energies flowing in Ouyang Feng's body, which have completely injured Ouyang Feng's meridians and internal organs. Without half a year of cultivation and supplemented by panacea, Ouyang Feng will not be able to recover at all.
The opponent seemed to have no temper, retreating again and again, but when he was really angry, his attack was so ruthless, and he almost destroyed Ouyang Feng without making a sound.
"Little friend, don't you think it's too harsh?"
The old man surnamed Diao looked at Xiao Chen and said coldly, with murderous intent flashing in his eyes.
"This kid is finished. Diao Jintao and Ouyang Feng's father are family friends. This swordsman in white has injured Ouyang Feng and there is nothing he can do."
"I don't know how much it hurt Ouyang Feng and made Diao Jintao so unhappy."
"No one can save him. Diao Jintao is a great master-level swordsman. He can be killed in ten moves."
"What a good swordsman, why do you come to Sword Forging Peak, thinking that the master will really meet him? You are to blame for this end."
Seeing Diao Jintao's anger, there was a lot of discussion. The one-punch swordsman didn't like Xiao Chen very much, and the prejudice against the sword fight was very deep.
Xiao Chen doesn't feel that he has done anything wrong. There is always a limit to a person's tolerance. It is impossible for the other party to take action again and again, and he can still be calm.
It's a pity that I can't stay in this Sword Forging Peak anymore and I have to look for other blacksmiths.
"Am I ruthless? Senior, it seems that his old eyes are really blind. If you want to take action, you can do it, but it is impossible for you to keep me."
The wings of freedom spread out behind Xiao Chen, and he looked at the opponent with a calm face, fighting each other without giving in.
Wrong is wrong, right is right, there is no distinction between right and wrong. Even if he is a great master, there is no need to give him face.
Diao Jintao laughed angrily: "I haven't seen such an arrogant junior for a long time. If I can't keep you today, there is no need for me to hang out in Xuanyu."
The surging sword intent burst out from every corner of his body, and dense circles of blue light appeared behind him. The complete Heavenly Saint Law reached the number of three thousand.
The cultivation behind him made people feel a huge pressure, and the sound of swords could be heard in every circle of light.
Creak!
Just when Diao Jintao's momentum reached its peak, the villa's closed door suddenly opened, and a doorman came out and asked crisply: "Who is Xiao Chen? The owner of the villa invites you!"
For a moment, everyone's eyes were attracted by the opened main door. A commotion quickly spread from the swordsmen lining up at the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain.
"The door of Sword-making Villa is open!"
"This gate has not been opened for more than a hundred years. The last time it was opened, it seemed that the Sword King of Xuanyu came in person, and Master Situ opened the door to greet him."
"Who is this Xiao Chen? Why does he look familiar?"
Even Diao Jintao, who was about to take action, and Ouyang Feng, who was seriously injured, were surprised and looked over.
"Is Xiao Chen here? Is Xiao Chen in white from the Haotian Sect here? The owner of the village wants to invite you!" the doorman shouted again.
Xiao Chen, who was a little confused, quickly stepped forward, handed the badge to the doorman and said, "Here you go, this is my badge."
The doorman took the badge, checked it again, nodded and said: "Hehe, it is indeed you. The owner of the village has not opened the door for a hundred years. Unexpectedly, when he opened the door a hundred years later, he would be greeted by a swordsman. Come in."
At this time, Manshan Swordsman was completely stunned. Situ Leihong opened the door to greet him, and it was this swordsman who was so surprised.
Diao Jintao looked at the re-closed door and murmured: "I came here several times and wanted to ask Situ Leihong to help me cast a sword, but he didn't even see me, and always dismissed me saying that I had no chance with the sword. Lost."
"Xiao Chen in white, it turns out to be him, the one who kicked Di Wuque in the St. Mark Monument three years ago."
"No wonder, even if he dares to kick Emperor Wuque, how can he give face to a great master? Ouyang Feng is also blind."
"I heard that even Mr. Qin from Medicine God Valley was killed by him in the Chaos Realm."
"But why did the master open the door to him? Isn't he a swordsman? Some Emperor Wu came to ask for swords, but they were all blocked by the master. They insisted on testing the sword edge. No matter how great the background of the sword edge, no matter how many No reward will be given to the sword maker."