The Strongest Little White Face of Martial Arts

Like frost and snow covering the sky, the sword qi pierced the flesh and soul.

Like a flash of shock, the sword intent pierced through time and space.

After all the splendor, there is only one person and a sword left.

The Seven Star Sword was shattered, and Daoxuan's face was already gray.

He raised his head and looked at the young man in front of him: "0.5 why."

Chu Heng gently put away Qing Gang: "Your sword is impure."

"Impure?"

"Your sword looks sharp, but it is full of rules and regulations. You look forward and look backward. You have never forgotten the identity of Qingyun's master."

When he said a word, Daoxuan's face turned pale.

"It's a pity, you should be a good swordsman."

It's really a pity for Chu Heng. There are not many real swordsmen in this world, and even fewer good swordsmen.

Daoxuan, only one step away.

When Shuiyue heard this, she pursed her lips, but she remembered the demeanor of senior brother Wan Jianyi back then. If he was here, he should...

"I heard that a hundred years ago, there was a genius named Wan Jianyi in your Qingyun sect?".

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Chapter One Thousand and Twenty

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Both Shuiyue and Daoxuan raised their heads in horror. +]

Wan Jianyi is a name that cannot be mentioned in Qingyun.

Chu Heng didn't seem to see their surprised faces: "I heard that he is still in the Patriarch Hall of Tongtian Peak?"

Shuiyue's eyes widened. Senior Brother Wan had obviously passed away. She and Wan Jianyi were recognized by everyone as a couple of immortals. At this time, Chu Heng said that Wan Jianyi was here, so why didn't his heart shake.

Daoxuan was even more shocked than him.

Wan Jianyi did not die back then, but lived in seclusion in the Patriarch Hall. This is an extremely secret matter. In the world, only he and Wan Jianyi know about it. Why does Chu Heng know about it?

Chu Heng didn't care about his expression. Now he has no intention of covering up any foresight, nor does he have any intention of pretending to be a magic stick.

There is nothing that cannot be solved with a sword.

"I heard that he has a high level of cultivation in the way of swordsmanship, and he was the arrogance of the heavens back then. If one day I have free time, I will visit Qingyun."

When the ghost king heard the name Wan Jianyi, his face became thoughtful.

This name, I am afraid that the impression of Demon Sect is much deeper than that of Zhengdao.

Back then, Wan Jianyi led a group of brothers, five people with five swords, and traveled thousands of miles to defeat the temple of the Demon Sect.

At that time, the word Wan Jianyi was a nightmare for the Demon Cult. +]

Daoxuan took a deep breath: "Your Excellency, you are joking, Senior Brother Wan has already passed away, why is he still in the Patriarch Hall."

Chu Heng glanced at him, and was too lazy to chat with him: "You bring the story to the person who should know. I don't have the heart to get involved in the matter of your Qingyun sect."

Daoxuan's face was ashen, but his skills were inferior to others, he was helpless.

The Ghost King laughed and said: "Chu Heng, you are too domineering. People say that once Wan Jian dies, you want to trouble him?"

He doesn't know the truth like Daoxuan, but he also has his own spies in Qingyun Sect. The name Wan Jianyi has disappeared in Qingyun Sect for a hundred years.

"Dead or not, everyone who should know knows."

Daoxuan's heart sank, and he understood that Chu Heng was very sure of Wan Jianyi's whereabouts.

The ghost king's face was also stunned. If Wan Jianyi hadn't died, Qingyun's hidden strength would be too terrifying.

Although Daoxuan lost to Chu Heng today, the ghost king knew that if it was him, he would never be able to defeat Daoxuan.

Back then Wan Jianyi's reputation was still higher than that of Daoxuan, if it was still there, I don't know how terrifying it would be.

His heart skipped a beat and he looked at Chu Heng. To deal with Wan Jianyi, only Chu Heng came!

I saw him with a malicious smile and said: "Wan Jianyi's reputation back then was like thunder in our sect. If he is in Qingyun, Chu Heng, I advise you to stay away.~)"

Chu Heng rolled his eyes: "Did no one say that your aggressive method is clumsy?"

The ghost king smiled indifferently: "If I don't provoke the general, you won't go?"

"Of course I will. There are too few swordsmen in the world who can make my heart flutter. I want to see their swords for every single one of them."

"Look at their swords?" Ghost King asked.

"There are so many peerless swordsmen in this world. I am very happy in my heart. I will defeat them one by one."

Chu Heng said it lightly, as if it was just a daily sentence.

The Ghost King choked, why didn't he know that this lecherous boy had such big ambitions?

As if seeing his doubts, Chu Heng smiled and said: "I said that I want to establish the heavens and myriad worlds, the first martial arts sect, if this world can't rule the roost, isn't it a joke?"