I'm the villain, I choose to swing

Chapter 115 It Comes True

On the outskirts of the open space, everyone couldn't help being stunned when they saw this scene.

Pei Guanhua from the Golden Scale Hall set his eyes on the hilt of the sword Chen Changying was holding, and murmured: "This is really interesting."

Reminiscent of what Zhang Shaoquan of Tiance Mansion said just now, "You can only know after fighting. Some things are not so absolute."

He nodded suddenly, as if he already had a feeling of vague understanding.

Seeing this, some inner disciples from other sects also fell into deep thought.

It seemed that the competition in front of us was even more exciting than everyone imagined.

However, for a casual cultivator standing aside, he really couldn't see the way.

Seeing many people again, they couldn't help but focus on their expressions.

Out of uncontrollable curiosity, he finally turned to Zhang Shaoquan, who should be the best to speak, and who was the first to say this, and asked in a low voice: "Friend Zhang Daoist, can you tell me what the situation is now."

"Then Chen Changying used sword against sword, is it in this way to deliberately teach the other party?"

"Response to that impermanent sect disciple, what did you do before?"

As these words sounded, it was obvious that many people had their ears pricked up, waiting for the answer from the core disciple of the inner sect of the Tiance Mansion.

After all, from a rumored second-generation dude to a genius-like figure right now.

Could this image span be too large?

In fact, up until now, Zhang Shaoquan was also beating drums in his heart.

A few minutes ago, he himself just defended a few words purely because of the other party's indirect help.

Now, those Taoist friends from Jinlin Hall and other sects seem to have seen some way.

He still didn't know anything about it.

But in the face of several unanimous gazes, it was difficult to express, and he didn't know the reason for this.

Otherwise, it is tantamount to negating what was said earlier.

I had to add as much as possible: "If you look carefully, you may be able to understand Brother Chen's sword. However, it doesn't really matter whether you use a sword or not."

According to Zhang Shaoquan's experience, the sword held by Chen Changying is absolutely extraordinary.

So with his previous sentence.

As for the competition of sword moves, whether it can really beat the disciples of the Wuchang sect.

He also has no confidence.

So there is the latter sentence again.

These principles seem to contradict each other.

But the idea has already been given. As for the follow-up, let these people around think of it.

Hearing this, everyone in the audience focused their eyes on the sword Chen Changying was using.

Later, they discovered that the shape of the sword was really strange enough.

There seems to be no blade, only a hilt.

Combined with the last sentence, they seem to understand something, but they seem to understand nothing.

The inner disciples of the Jinlin Palace and other sects, while pretending to think, are also comprehending the meaning of Zhang Shaoquan's words just now.

As for the two people directly in front, they have officially started their sword fight at this moment.

Standing on the spot without moving, Miao Tianyou swung his arms across and slashed the long sword in his hand upwards, arousing a bright sword light.

The sword light plowed a tunnel about three inches deep on the ground, and galloped towards the target's location.

Seeing this scene, the monks watching around forgot to think for a moment.

Even if the disciples of Sword Valley came, they could only reach this level.

On the other side, Chen Changying's expression remained unchanged.

He also aroused his sword intent, and handed out the Ring Sealing Sword in his hand.

"Sword One."

Compared with Miao Tianyou's sword light visible to the naked eye, his sword move did not cause too much visual shock.

The only thing worth noting may be that when he swung the sword, there was an extra silver-white blade on the hilt.

According to what Zhang Shaoquan said, many monks who made observations naturally discovered this.

To say that it is strange, it is indeed a bit strange.

But the commotion between the two sides is not at the same level at all.

Compared with the dazzling sword light over there, it's like playing around here.

However, in the next second, the ray of light that was originally strong from the sword suddenly went out for some reason.

At the same time, the face of the disciple of Wuchang Branch changed slightly, and he forcibly shifted his body by half.

A tiny blood hole appeared in his waist and abdomen immediately.

Feeling the tingling pain from the raging sword energy at the wound, Miao Tianyou knew that he hadn't reacted in time to avoid the fatal injury.

It's that the other party didn't want to kill him at all.

If not, he would have disappeared into this secret realm by now.

Outside the open space, everyone still didn't react for a while.

Even Zhang Shaoquan noticed something unusual when Chen Changying drew his sword.

But I didn't expect it to be like this.

However, now it is difficult for him to deduce the process from the result.

Keeping his eyes on the fighting scene, the words on his lips said: "Sword style, the bigger the momentum, the better."

"Chen Changying's move should be to gather the sword energy at one point to break through ten thousand spells."

With a slight nod, Pei Guanhua from the Golden Scale Palace also responded: "Heart, eyes, and sword form a single line. With this sword alone, there is no ten years of skill that can't be mastered. Moreover, he is definitely more than just this sword."

Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but nodded.

According to this statement, how could Chen Changying be the second generation of the dandy of the Qingyang Sect?

It is not known who sent the news.

While everyone was discussing in low voices, as the focus of attention, someone in the party indeed swung another sword move.

The pale silver sword energy turned into several chains.

The scene reflected in the pupils was all too familiar to Hou Yangming.

He stared at this sword move closely, as if he was expecting something.

In the end, when he saw the disciple of the Wuchang sect in the open space, he moved several times, but was still bound by those chains of sword energy.

This was a slow sigh of relief.

In this way, I am not the only one who has been hit by this sword move.

However, he hadn't waited for his emotion to finish.

Accompanied by a roar that pierced the eardrums, the face of the impermanent sect's disciple turned blood red, as if his whole body had been scalded by boiling water.

With the strength of both arms, the sword energy chain was stretched directly.

There were only a few shallow white marks left on his body.

In an instant, Hou Yangming was stunned.

As for the other monks who watched the battle, there was also a dignified expression on their faces.

They almost forgot that the other party also practiced horizontally.

Feng Zisheng, who once punched the scrap iron.

Immediately afterwards, the figure of this impermanent sect disciple turned into many afterimages, and it was difficult for many people present to capture it with their naked eyes.

Obviously, he knew that he couldn't beat Chen Changying in swordsmanship.

This is to prepare to change thinking and adopt other methods.

On the other side, what everyone didn't expect was that Chen Changying also abandoned the sword.

The entire figure also disappeared in place.

Another way of defeating the enemy by the enemy?
For a moment, some casual cultivators couldn't help but think of the previous reactions of the disciples of other sects.

That look that foresaw the next fight was even more exciting than imagined.

In other words, since he is a disciple from a great sect, his knowledge is different.

Another casual cultivator suddenly said, "No wonder Brother Zhang just said that it doesn't really matter whether you use a sword or not."

"Great, it's really a reciprocal way to teach the other party a lesson."

"Even what brother Zhang did and said just now, he didn't say clearly, and let me wait here to figure it out."

Discussions in a low voice are discussions, but everyone's eyes are more focused on the competition scene.

(End of this chapter)