Huaxian

Chapter 147 Get a face!

Hearing this voice, everyone looked towards the sky together.

Fu Yunzi stepped on the crane and landed directly on the ring with a smile on his face.

"Disciple hasn't seen Master for many days, I miss him very much!"

Liu Chen cupped his fists and bowed to Fu Yunzi, smiling slightly.

"You kid, you haven't seen anything else for a few days, but your mouth has become sweet again!"

Fu Yunzi laughed, then looked at the old man on the right arm and said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist, today you blatantly poach the old man's wall, it's a bit too much to ignore the old man!"

"Liu Chen is a genius, but unfortunately he chose the wrong master. If this kind of disciple of Tianjiao enters my Seven Swords School, the future is unimaginable. It is a waste to be your disciple!"

The old man with the right arm immediately sneered.

"Fuyunzi, you ignore the affairs of the sect all day long, and you never teach your disciples. Liu Chen is really wasted with you!"

The old man with the left arm also landed on the ring at this moment, speaking softly.

Fu Yunzi looked at the old man on the left and right arms and said indifferently: "The left real person and the right real person don't know their real names. They are brothers and their aptitudes are ordinary, but they made a poisonous oath. After cutting off my left arm and right arm, I only cultivated one-handed sword, after practicing so hard, I finally achieved the foundation-building stage, and comprehended the meaning of the left and right swords!"

When the Taoist left and right heard these words, their faces were full of arrogance. Indeed, they had the capital to be proud.To be able to reach the current level with ordinary qualifications, they are indeed extraordinary.

Fu Yunzi looked at the '42' imprint embroidered on the chests of the two of them, and said again: "Your cultivation bases are all in the late stage of foundation establishment. If you combine the left and right swords, your strength is comparable to that of the Dzogchen in the foundation stage. , you broke into the No.40 two stone platforms, and your comprehension of sword intent is not shallow!"

"It's good to know, Liu Chen follows you, why not follow us!"

The old man with the left arm spoke.

"Fifty years ago, I, Fu Yunzi, first entered the foundation-building stage. One day, the seven sword sects were arrogant. In the middle of the foundation-building stage, I was at the peak of cultivation. I had a deep understanding of sword intent. The double-seven sword fairy array has reached No. 50 and three stone platforms..."

Fu Yunzi opened his mouth, paused at this point, and looked at the two elders on the left and right: "This person was defeated by me with one move!"

Hearing this, the eyes of the left-armed old man and the right-armed old man changed drastically. They vaguely guessed that person, and they had heard some rumors back then. After the incident, Fuyunzi also disappeared from everyone's sight.

"Jian Qingfeng, are you okay now?"

Fuyunzi smiled lightly.

Jian Qingfeng!
Jian Qingfeng is the suzerain of the Seven Sword Sects. His cultivation has already reached the Dzogchen stage of the Foundation Establishment Stage, and it is rumored that he has already half-stepped into the Golden Core Stage.

Back then, Fu Yunzi defeated the most outstanding person in the Seven Sword Sects of that era with one move. This...

Many people don't know about this matter, but they were shocked by Fu Yunzi's words today.

But at the same time, everyone sighed, as expected, there are as many apprentices as there are masters, Fu Yunzi is too bad.

First, he kept praising the left-armed old man and the right-armed old man, holding them high, and then said lightly, that he had defeated their suzerain 50 years ago, the most outstanding arrogance of the Seven Sword Sects back then.

In such a comparison, what are the left-armed old man and the right-armed old man today, and what qualifications do they have to shout in front of Fu Yunzi?
"I didn't expect you, Master, to be so powerful back then. These people from Seven Sword Sects really don't know what to do. They were defeated by Master with a single move 50 years ago, and now they dare to come to dig at Master's wall. Damn it! Huh? Master, didn’t you tell your disciples before that you had a serious illness 50 years ago, and then someone challenged you, and you…”

Liu Chen said with a suddenly enlightened expression on his face: "Master, you are talking about Senior Qingfeng from the Seventh Sword Sect, right? In other words, Senior Qingfeng was when you were sick... oh my god !"

At the end, Liu Chen covered his mouth with a shocked expression.

Damn, it's too bullying!
The faces of the cultivators of the Seven Sword Schools turned green. Anyway, no one knows what happened back then, so you can make up whatever you want!

It's not enough to be defeated, but to be defeated while sick, this is simply too much!

Jian Qingfeng was known as the 'Sword King', and was once considered the successor of the Sword Master, but today he was buried like this.

Fu Yunzi was serious immediately, and said to Liu Chen seriously: "Chen'er, what did the master tell you, did you forget?"

"Master, it's the disciple who made a mistake, keep a low profile, low profile!"

Liu Chen immediately looked like he had done something wrong, and then glanced at the Seventh Sword Sect with a look of contempt on his face.

This wonderful pair of master and apprentice is simply too irritating!
Sword Seven Sect is so angry to death!
Around the entire arena, countless disciples of Daoyang Sect had weird expressions on their faces, and they all felt a little embarrassed.

At this moment, Xuanzheng laughed and said: "Brother, naturally you should keep a low profile on this kind of thing. In fact, there is nothing to say. I will not tell those ignorant guys in the Seventh Sword Sect. At that time, you had just been ill, and before that I just fought a battle with others, and my strength is less than [-]% of normal!"

Damn, why don't you show your face!

At this moment, all the cultivators of the Seven Schools of Sword were so angry that their seven orifices were filled with smoke.

They couldn't be more angry that their suzerain was buried in such a face-to-face manner!
Not only when you are sick, but you have to fight a battle with others, and your strength is damaged, and you can still kill with one move!

How unbearable is his head!
This pair of senior brothers is too shameless!

But Fu Yunzi laughed and said: "Senior brother said that when I didn't pay attention to my junior brother, a guy came out of nowhere and attacked me suddenly, and I defeated him casually. I didn't expect this guy to be What kind of arrogance of the Seven Swords School, accident, accident!"

Hearing this, Daoyang Sect cultivators burst out laughing one by one.

The cultivator of the Seventh Sword Sect was already mad with anger, and he didn't know where it came from.

According to what Fu Yunzi said, it was because he was seriously ill and had fought a battle with others with less than [-]% of his strength, but he was still attacked by Jian Qingfeng, and he still killed him with a random move, and he didn't care at all.

Tolerable or unbearable!
"Fuyunzi, you are too deceitful. Even if you had some strength in the past, who knows the real thing. You are here to slander the reputation of my suzerain. Today, this old man will fight you!"

The old man with the right arm was completely angry.

"It's not enough for you alone, you two elders, why don't you come together!"

Fu Yunzi spoke lightly.

"Fu Yunzi, since that's the case, we two brothers will not be polite!"

"This is your own conceit, don't blame us!"

The old man with the left arm and the old man with the right arm spoke coldly one after another.

"Wait, old Daoist, why do I want to fight with you, the weather is hot today, we are not in the mood to fight!"

Fu Yunzi said lightly.

The old man with the left arm and the old man with the right arm are ready to fight. Hearing this, I almost lost my breath. If you fight hard by yourself, even if you win, it doesn't mean much.

"Fuyunzi, what do you mean?"

The old man with the left arm roared coldly.

"You want to fight with me, but you didn't win the lottery. How can it be interesting? How about it, if I win the old Tao, you can give me a copy of the heavenly sword qigong method and give it to Chen'er!"

Fu Yunzi spoke lightly.

When Liu Chen heard it, his heart warmed up. In his opinion, all of this was probably calculated by the master, in order to get himself a book of sword qigong.

Heaven-level sword qigong?

When everyone heard this, their gazes changed. Heavenly-level exercises are the pinnacle of exercises. If a heavenly-level exercise is released, it will be enough to make people fight over their heads, not to mention the terrifying sword qi exercise!

"Fu Yunzi, how dare you open your mouth like a lion, your day-level kung fu is Chinese cabbage! This old man has a local kung fu, so I'll take it as a bet, but if you lose, Liu Chen will return the sword with us!" Seven sects!"

The old man with the left arm spoke directly.

When everyone heard it, their eyes changed.

Few people have seen Fu Yunzi make a move. Although he once blocked the palm of the old ancestor Bao Zhenren in the golden core stage, no one knows his true strength. Everyone needs to be strong, and if they lose this battle, Liu Chen will...

But Fu Yunzi didn't show the slightest worry on his face, and said lightly: "Let's do it!"

Such a relaxed appearance made the left and right real people even more angry, they felt that they were underestimated.

"Zuo Jianyi!"

"Right Sword Intent!"

Between the words, a sword appeared in each of the two hands. These two swords were one black and the other white. They each held a sword and rushed out suddenly.

At the same time as the stabbing, the space on the left and right sides vibrated instantly, and the void ripples changed. Under the ripples, one after another illusory swords emerged, roaring and impacting each other on the left and right sides.

Left and right sword intent!

This time, it turned into a field of sword intent. In this field of sword intent, countless illusory swords did the opposite of what they wanted, and their power doubled!

Seeing this scene, Fu Yunzi didn't show any seriousness on his face. He stretched out his palm, and a red cloud tattoo instantly appeared on the back of his hand.

"Chi Yun, now!"

This time, on the back of his hand, the crimson cloud tattoo directly lit up, and for a moment, the breath of boundless heating exploded!
Then, in the mirror lake of everyone, a cloud of red flame roared out from Fu Yunzi's hand!

(End of this chapter)