casket of old days

Chapter 788
Everyone present looked at each other in blank dismay, frightened by Chu Qiguang's displayed strength, it seemed that no one objected for a while.

An Yiyun stood beside Ji Haoran, and suddenly sighed: "Chu Qiguang's power is getting stronger and stronger, I feel like I see the rise of the Heavenly Sage Emperor and Xuan Xuzi in history."

At this moment, Hua Hanwen resisted the pressure and said, "Mr. Chu, I don't think so."

"Oh?" Chu Qiguang looked at Hua Hanwen again, but he was not surprised.

The opponent did not give in even in the future Shenzhou land sinking and monsters raging. Naturally, he has a strong ability to resist pressure, and he will not be someone who surrenders casually.

But Hua Hanwen was enveloped by Chu Qiguang's gaze, and immediately felt the surging pressure rushing towards his face, as if he had been seen through by the other party in an instant.

But the more pressure he felt, the more bloody Hua Hanwen seemed to be aroused in his heart.

His eyes collided with Chu Qiguang, and said solemnly: "Southeast has been used to self-sufficiency since ancient times. Even if it encounters a strong enemy like the Dragon Clan of the East China Sea, it can fight alone and expel those long insects."

"Emissary Chu Zhen, you just came to East China Sea, and you are not familiar with the situation here. I think we need to think long-term about the matter of joining forces to fight against demons."

As if inspired by Hua Hanwen, some people from the four great aristocratic families and the two great schools expressed their opposition one after another.

Only members of the Holy Fire Sect and the Baiyang Sect remained silent.

The leader of Baiyang Sect looked at Ji Haoran, who was extremely deep beside him, with sparkles in his eyes, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Ji Haoran lowered his head from beginning to end, as if he didn't care about the debate in front of him at all.

At the same time, an old man with white eyebrows and white hair stood behind Hua Hanwen and said, "If the monsters from outside the territory are monsters from outside the Central Plains, then dealing with monsters from outside the territory is commonplace here. Don't bother Chu Zhen."

Although this old man has white hair all over his head, his eyes are full of vicissitudes.

But his flesh and blood seem to be in excellent condition, giving the impression that he is a young man in his 20s.

Seeing the old man stand up, the momentum of the crowd increased.

Hua Hanwen looked at the old man and nodded with him.

The old man in front of him is none other than Guo Muqing of the Guishan School, who belongs to the leader of the previous generation of Martial Gods.

Originally, Guo Muqing was old, his vitality was declining, and he was no longer at the peak, and his own strength was far from comparable to his status.

But now he has broken through to the realm of manifesting spirits, and he has completed the "Six Innate Laws" of the Guishan School.

This martial art is best at stimulating the potential of the body, exhausting the changes in the circulation of qi and blood, making muscles, qi and blood strong and flexible, and even locking the loss of qi and blood due to aging.

It is also the only martial art that can prevent the exhaustion of qi and blood from entering the Tao to manifesting the spirit, and it is also a martial art that becomes stronger and stronger with age.

After completing the "Six Innate Laws", Guo Muqing recuperated his physical body every day, restored his qi and blood, kept his body functioning younger and younger, and kept his qi and blood at his peak state all the time.

Before Guo Muqing could finish his speech, another middle-aged man came out, blindfolded and holding a sword in both hands.

Hua Hanwen nodded towards the other party: "Senior brother."

The middle-aged man seemed to be a taciturn person, he just nodded, then turned his head to look at Chu Qiguang and said: "Stop talking nonsense, between us and other warriors, after all, martial arts talk."

"Jiang Chenru from the Eastern Sea School, I came here today to ask you for advice."

This middle-aged man is Jiang Chenru of the East China Sea School, Hua Hanwen's senior brother, and is currently the only Martial God of the East China Sea School.

I saw the long sword in his hand suddenly unsheathed, and the terrifying power of Qi and blood had already erupted from his body, as if sword Qi soared into the sky.

At the same time, Qiao Zhi's voice rang in Chu Qiguang's ear: "I'm not familiar with this Guo Muqing. When I debuted in my previous life, he seemed to have died of old age."

"I know this Jiang Chen. Later, the future of the Central Plains was in darkness. After the last few capitals of Donghai Prefecture were defeated, he blew himself up on the battlefield, and died together with thousands of monster warriors."

Chu Qiguang looked at Jiang Chenru in front of him, still sitting motionless on the grand teacher's chair, but said with admiration: "Your sword skills are indeed good, but you are still no match for me."

"Well, I won't bully others today."

"Just me, sitting here, neither hands nor feet."

"It doesn't matter if you take turns to attack, or attack together."

"Whether it's martial arts or Taoism."

"You can prepare any weapons at will."

"As long as I can be forced to move a step, I will say nothing about what happened just now."

As he said that, he turned his head to look at the members of the four great families, the two great schools, as well as the leader of the Baiyang Sect and Ji Haoran, as if encouraging them to act at will.

Chu Qiguang's words sounded extremely arrogant, but none of the many people present felt this, and instead breathed a sigh of relief.

Just because Chu Qiguang is not only famous, but also showing incomparable strength, many people present subconsciously feel that he is worthy of these words.

"It's so bold." Jiang Chen groaned, "Then I'll come first."

While speaking, his whole body was completely red, and white hot air erupted from his body, like a thick fog rising.

And the long sword in his hand groaned softly, as if turning into a cloud in the high-speed vibration.

Qiao Zhi reminded in his heart: "The "Wuhen Jianliu" of the Donghai School is a super fast sword that cultivates spiral qi and blood. Once the sword is unfolded, one sword is faster than the other. Hue, which is difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, is the number one swift sword in the realm of manifestation..."

Before Qiao Zhi could finish speaking, the clouds and mist surrounding Jiang Chen Ruzhou's body had suddenly dissipated, and his whole body had disappeared, leaving only a big pit where he was trampled and collapsed.

With a sword cut, the school field was split into two instantly, leaving a sword mark tens of meters long on the ground.

Jiang Chenru's first sword slashed to the ground.

Then another sword slashed out, the sword energy swept across like thunder, and directly tore a low wall a hundred meters away.

Just like this, Jiang Chenru made one sword after another, like thunder, and the speed of the sword became faster and faster, and the silhouette of the person became more and more blurred.

The aftermath of the sword's momentum swept across the school grounds, leaving behind destructive traces.

At the same time, Jiang Chen's humming voice came from the gust of wind: "My "Wuhen Jianliu" is a supremely fast sword, and each sword is faster than the last one. It is said that the person who created this sword at the beginning The expert once used 36 swords in a row, and the last sword cut off three big demons who were in the realm of gods."

"With my current cultivation base, I can only use the No.18 sword in one breath. If I use one more sword, my blood will go berserk, and my muscles will collapse and I will die."

"Emissary Chu Zhen, you have to watch carefully, don't catch it and hurt your life."

(End of this chapter)