The world is fragrant

() "Uh...what the hell is going on? Who is he?" Chu Yunlong stared dumbfounded at a middle-aged uncle descending from the sky, and slapped his face directly with a sharp palm.

"Master, run!" At this moment, Chu Yi's dry howl came from behind, crying and wiping away his tears.

Judging from Tao Yezi's reaction, the enemy in front of him was basically an enemy that Chu Yunlong could not defeat.

"What should I do, what should I do?" Faced with such a shocking situation, Housekeeper Chu's heart couldn't help but tugged.He secretly prayed for Young Master Chu, just because at this moment Chu Yi himself felt powerless for a while.

"Master, don't let anything happen to you! According to the urination of the Son of Destiny, you probably won't die. But if you become disabled, I will go through all kinds of hardships to restore your health. But time waits for no one, we A series of missions are waiting to be fed, if the mission of saving the princess fails and the dominoes fall like this, we will probably be forced to suffer!"

The fighting spirit is surging, and the pressure is doubled.

Facing the palm that hit his face, Chu Yunlong seemed to feel the same feeling, his whole body was agitated, and he subconsciously pulled out the dragon binding rope around his waist.

"Don't hurt my apprentice!" Tao Yezi arrived in a blink of an eye, and blocked Chu Yunlong with his palm.

But the elegant middle-aged man's complexion did not change, but twelve layers of skill were added to his hands.With this palm, he firmly matched Master Tao's palm.

Dou Qi overflowed, and his clothes fluttered.

bang bang bang...

Tao Yezi backed away, and after walking back dozens of steps, he was supported by Chu Yi.A gust of blood spewed out of his mouth involuntarily, and his voice suddenly became hoarse.

"Chu Yi, hurry up, save Yunlong!"

"It's over, how do you want me to save the young master?" The housekeeper Chu looked helplessly at the enemy mobilizing his fighting spirit again, with a grin on his face.

"Nimma, dare to hurt my master! The east wind is blowing and the drums are beating, who do you think the young master is afraid of?" At the time of life and death, Chu Yunlong's bachelor was desperate, and Fu Longsuo was about to make a move with hatred, but at this moment, he But Fuling thought deeply of a sentence that Chu Yi said unintentionally: "Everything can be a sword!"

Everything?Can the rope also be used as a swordsman?

Chu Yunlong thought for a moment, and the words recorded in "Dugu Nine Swords" suddenly came to mind:

The way of swordsmanship is as flowing as clouds and flowing water, and you can go wherever you want.

If you want to get a glimpse of the door of superior martial arts, you must know that moves are dead, but the person who makes them is alive.

No matter how good the deadly tricks are, if they encounter live tricks, they will inevitably be tied up, and they can only be slaughtered.

At the turning point, the clothes are seamless, and the moves are at your fingertips.This can be said to have entered the first level of Dugu Nine Swords - the ultimate pursuit of change!

"How dare you come to the Foundry Association to act wildly! Huh, no one can save you today!" The elegant middle-aged man looked down on everyone, and under the agitation of his fighting spirit, the brocade robe he was wearing unexpectedly moved without any wind.

It turns out that he is the villain boss of the Foundry Association——Ya Guansu!

Why did the majestic big boss come to kill Chu Yunlong regardless of his identity?

Is it because the son was beaten and became angry?

Or do you feel that your subordinates are not sure to complete the task and do it yourself?

neither!

As an ambitious hero, Ya Guansu's most adhering sentence is that the dead are the safest people.

He will not raise tigers because of his face, let alone look down on his opponent because of his weak strength.

As the saying goes, a lion fights a rabbit with all his strength!

As long as Chu Yunlong still has the title of vice president, no matter whether he is a dude or a powerful person, whether he is framed or innocent, as long as he slaps him to death with his palm, he will be dead forever, and the scull will be wiped out in ashes!

At this time, Chu Yunlong's eyes were slightly fixed, and under the infusion of fighting spirit, the dragon-binding rope in his hand shook directly into a long stick.

"Damn, it's really good. Now that the young master has a sword, it's not yet known who will win!" Chu Yunlong raised his eyebrows excitedly, and a smile suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Broken Palm!"

A little sword glow suddenly arrived!

I saw that Young Master Chu made the first move, this blow was like an antelope's horns, and there was no trace to be found.

But he just happened to find the gap between Ya Guansu and Tao Yezi's palm-to-hand exchange, which made the opponent very uncomfortable.

"No, it's dangerous!" Ya Guansu shuddered, and the legendary ring on his body gave a strong warning, so he stepped back quickly to avoid hard contact with it.

But Chu Yunlong gained power and was relentless. He pressed forward layer by layer, one sword after another, and in an instant, his sword skills were naturally perfect, and he could break through with no moves!

This time, Ya Guansu's pair of fleshy palms met the binding dragon rope, as if the tip of a needle met the wheat awning, and it was indistinguishable for a while.

Seeing such a scene, the worried Tao Yezi and the housekeeper Chu were stunned, and their hearts were beating wildly.

When the two looked at each other, they both clearly saw the unbelievable look in each other's eyes.

"I never dreamed that such a thing would happen, young master, you're screwing!" Chu Yi complained with envy and hatred in his heart.

In the middle of the field, Ya Guansu, as the opponent, felt quite disobedient. He clearly felt that the young man in front of him was of low strength, at most a piece of garbage in the realm of a first-rank warrior, but the opponent's swordsmanship was superb. The Ninth Grade Martial Venerable could not even display half of his strength.

Of course, what was even more frightening was the black rope in Master Chu's hands, made of unknown material.Judging by Yaguansu's many years of experience in casting, this is clearly a holy weapon.

"Damn it, I miscalculated. With the body against the holy artifact, unless it is above the Emperor Wu, I'm afraid I don't even know how to die. But just let me take a breath..." Ya Guansu secretly hated, and surrounded Chu Yunlong Started fighting, trying to adjust the breath smoothly.

"Teacher, don't let him catch his breath. If he can't go up or down at one breath, it's your chance to win!" Tao Yezi finally saw the way, spit out another mouthful of blood, and reminded Chu Yunlong loudly.

"Okay, master, I will make these two guys so sad and mad with anger!" Chu Yunlong saosao smiled, and the vast and vast Dugu Nine Swords instantly became Chu Yunlong's lewd version of "Dugu Nine Cheap"!

"I will kill this man!" Yaguan almost vomited blood, looking at Binding Longsuo who loves his own lifeblood, but secretly surprised in his heart, unknowingly he became more cautious in his strikes.

"This thing is definitely weird, and it must not be hard-wired until you don't know what effect it has!"

Seeing Ya Guansu dodging left and right, Chu Yunlong's heart moved slightly: "I see, this old boy is scared! The dragon binding rope can be soft or hard, if it is hard, it can be used as a stick, and if it is soft, it can be used as a rope. Old thief, young master I just want to force you to take it hard, please be bound!"

"Accept the move—broken palm pose!"

"Damn it, I can't go on. If someone finds out later, it's a small thing to lose face, but it's a big thing to lose the best chance to kill him." Ya Guansu frowned, and suddenly a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Hmph, boy, try to get some internal injuries, I'll shoot you first!"

"Hey, how dare he confront the young master? Quack, don't worry about it, you will be pleasantly surprised by keeping the dragon rope tied!" Young master Chu was pleasantly surprised to find that Yaguansu handed over his hand, and he couldn't help but feel happy.

"Not good, retreat quickly!" Tao Yezi, who was on the sidelines of the battle, suddenly changed his expression and shouted loudly.

"Nani?" Just when Chu Yunlong was puzzled, Ya Guansu's face flushed.

With a ferocious face, fierce eyes, and a thick palm, carrying an overwhelming palm wind, he resolutely blasted towards Chu Yunlong!

"Master..." Chief Steward Chu's heart skipped a beat, and he saw Young Master Chu flying lightly into the air like a tattered piece of cotton wool.

"Boy, you must die!" Ya Guansu exhaled, and a trace of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.

"Bastard, don't get complacent too early. Tie the dragon rope and turn around as you wish—quick!" Chu Yunlong fell to the ground, and at the same time, a black light also entangled the enemy who was unable to take measures.

After struggling for a moment, Yaguansu knew that he could not untie the rope on his body, and he was furious in his heart.

"father!"

"Big elder!"

The voice of one of his own people suddenly came from not far away, and Ya Guansu was overjoyed immediately, and immediately ordered: "Hurry up and kill them!"

His confidant Chang Tai hurried over to try to carry out Ya Guansu's order. Seeing this, Tao Yezi managed to summon up a bit of fighting spirit and rushed forward.

However, at this moment, there was a cold voice from behind them: "Hmph, stop!"

Ding...

The sound of the sword being unsheathed dimmed the sunlight in the sky a lot.

All the people in the field saw a blur in front of their eyes, and a glorious and frightening sword immediately covered up all the colors of the world.

The butler of Chu, who had just picked up Chu Yunlong, couldn't help shouting out in shock: "Is this the Wanren Qiankun Sword?"

Chu Yunlong spat out another stream of blood, and asked palely, "Uh... what is that?"