The Supreme Powerhouse of Martial Arts

"What's the big deal? Don't keep it up."

"Listen to me telling you slowly, the Crown Prince of South Korea killed the King of Han, Han Yu and Han Fei teamed up to kill Ji Wuye, and in the end, Han Yu ascended the throne and became king."

"There is such a thing!"

When mentioning the great changes in South Korea, those people in the Jianghu were spitting all over the place, and everyone in the teahouse listened with gleaming eyes.

Ok?

Sheng Qi's eyes flickered slightly, he put down his tea bowl, and listened carefully.

"And do you know that some people say that the great changes in South Korea were planned by Han Chen?"

"Han Chen? The great sage of Confucianism?"

"Yes, it's him. I also heard that Han Chen has left Korea and is on his way back to Qin. He should be arriving at Qishan soon."

"Qishan Mountain is not far from here, should we go and have a look?"

"Go and see? Don't kill you, drink tea!"

Hearing these people's words, Sheng Qi stood up suddenly, threw the copper coins on the table, and with a flicker of his body, he rolled onto the horse's back.

"drive!"

Violently whipping his whip, he headed towards Qishan and left in the dust.

"This man is so fast."

"The sword behind him is Juque, he...he is a black swordsman, Sheng Qi!"

The people from the rivers and lakes who were drinking tea and chatting just now stared at Sheng Qi's back, their fingertips were slightly cold, and their expressions were full of fear.

Over the past few days, Sheng Qi has killed a lot of masters along the way, and he has a small reputation. These unknown people in the arena are naturally afraid.

"drive!"

Sheng Qi rushed to Qishan at full speed, unstoppable all the way.

"Han Chen, I hope you are like the legend, you better not let me down."

Qishan is not far away, and Shengqi will arrive soon.

At this moment, Han Chen was still ten miles away, and came slowly in a carriage.

rumbling...

Han Chen's Che Luan was driving ahead, and Zi Nu's Che Luan followed behind.

At the front of the convoy were the white phoenix and the black crow on horseback, while at the rear was the barefoot Wushuang ghost.

It is about a thousand miles away from South Korea to Qin State, but for the Wushuang ghost with infinite strength, copper head and iron arm, this is really nothing, even a kind of relaxation.

Inside Zi Nu's Che Luan.

Nongyu looked at Zi Nu and said, "Sister Zi Nu, there is Mount Qi in front of us, we have to say goodbye to Mr.

"Ok!"

Sitting next to Nongyu, Zi Nu said: "Mr. is going to Qin State, and we are going to Yan State. Parting is inevitable. If there is fate in the future, we will meet again."

Nongyu nodded and said, "Sister Zi Nu, when we get to Feixue Pavilion, we will see Sister Xue Nu. Speaking of which, we haven't seen each other for many years. I don't know how she is doing. Has the trouble been resolved?"

In Han Chen's carriage!

"Master, about half a mile away, there will be Mount Qi."

In the spacious and luxurious carriage, Yan Lingji sat opposite Han Chen, opened the curtain of the carriage to look at it, and said softly.

Han Chen nodded.

Speaking of Qishan, Dong Jun said: "It is said that in ancient times, Xuanyuan Huangdi built a sword furnace in Qishan, collected geniuses and treasures, and invited experts from all directions to forge magic blades."

Han Chen said, "You're talking about Xuanyuan Sword!"

Han Chen is no stranger to the allusion of Xuanyuan Sword.

(Qian Nuozhao) Dongjun smiled, "The legend of Xuanyuan Sword is only recorded in the ancient books. I didn't expect you to know about it."

As soon as the voice fell, it was at this moment.

Click! !

A sky-shaking loud noise suddenly resounded through the mountains and forests, like thunder from nine heavens.

Che Luan stopped immediately.

Han Chen frowned, "Mo Ya, what's going on ahead?"

Along the way, they encountered bandits a few times on the way, and in the end, they were all cleaned up by Mo Ya and Wushuang Gui. It is probably the same this time.

At this moment, Mo Crow's voice came from outside the carriage.

"Master, someone cut off a big tree by the side of the road and blocked our way, I'll deal with it now."

Cut down the big tree by the roadside?

Being able to cut down a big tree, this bandit seems to have a bit of cultivation, but it's only a bit.

"Ok!"

Chapter 95: vs Winseven (2/3)

The roar of fierce fighting came from outside the carriage to Han Chen's ears.

"Huh? Can it be evenly matched with Mo Crow?"

Hearing the deafening roar, Han Chen's eyes flickered slightly, and he couldn't help being a little curious.

"It seems that the thief blocking the way is not an ordinary thief, but a master of swordsmanship." Dongjun smiled.

Just listening to the sound of the sword's cry outside, she could tell that the opponent's cultivation base was very high.

boom!

There was another earth-shattering bang, and the fight had reached a fever pitch.

Yan Lingji looked at Han Chen and begged for orders: "Master, the enemy's strength is not bad, Mo Ya is very difficult to deal with alone, I will go to help."

"No need, I'll meet him in person!"

Han Chen waved his hand, this kind of strong man is worth seeing.

Master wants to do it himself?

Yan Lingji was a little surprised.

Looking at Han Chen who opened the curtain and got up to get out of the car, Fei Yan smiled slightly, "Such a wonderful battle, Fei Yan doesn't want to miss it."

After finishing speaking, Yingying stood up, followed behind Han Chen, and got out of the carriage.

……

At this time, the purple girl Che Luan.

Inside the carriage, Nongyu, who was wearing a fine attire, watched the fight outside through the car window, and said to Zi Nu, "Sister Zi Nu, the enemy's strength is very strong, Mo Crow is slightly at a disadvantage."

Zi Nu nodded, and said: "Mo Ya is the top six, and his lightness kung fu is unrivaled in the world. The other party is probably the top seven."

That is an existence comparable to a half-step myth. It is not easy for such a peerless powerhouse to suddenly block the way here.

"Huh? Mister got out of the car, what should we do now?" Nongyu looked at Zinu.

"Get out of the car and have a look!"

Zinu and Nongyu didn't hesitate anymore, they got out of the incense car at the same time, stood on the official road at the foot of Qishan, watching the battle ahead.

Qishan towers into the clouds, majestic and ethereal.

On the straight official road, Han Chen stood in front with his hands behind his back, looking up at the battle ahead, Dong Jun and Yan Lingji stood on both sides of him.

rumbling...

The battle ahead was in full swing, and amidst the thunderous roar, huge trees collapsed.

"This sword is... Juque!"

Looking at the huge and heavy black sword, Han Chen focused his eyes and immediately recognized the origin of the sword.

"This guy is so powerful, such a heavy giant sword, it would be difficult for ordinary people to pick it up, but he can wield it freely."

Dongjun watched the battle ahead with a look of surprise.

"What a terrible power!"

Seeing the burly man fighting Mo Crow, Yan Lingji's eyes were also full of surprise.

The opponent is as tall as a mountain, about the same size as Wushuang ghost, wielding a huge sword with one hand, each sword has earth-shattering power, that is, the black crow is fast, and can successfully evade every time. If it were me, I am afraid it would be dangerous .

"come back!"

Han Chen's voice rang out faintly.

Mo Crow, who was fighting madly, flew backwards immediately, the giant sword pressed against the tip of his nose, and cut down dangerously, almost beheading him.

"The ink crow is not good at doing things, disturbing the master, willing to be punished!"

Floating in front of Han Chen, Mo Ya knelt down on one knee. He, who has been famous for many years, actually tied with the other party, and felt very ashamed in his heart.

"I know you tried your best, that's enough, get up!"

"Thank you master!"

Hearing Han Chen's words, Mo Ya immediately stood up and walked behind Han Chen.

However, his bright eyes were still staring at the strong man with coldness, and the same was true for Bai Feng next to him.

Han Chen took a step forward and looked at the strong man in front of him. He saw him blocking the way with a sword. He was extremely domineering, like an ancient god of war. His sharp eyes were staring at him at this (b) moment.

Han Chen opened his mouth slightly, and asked out loud, "Should I call you Chen Sheng, or Sheng Qi?"

Ok?

He actually knows me!

Sheng Qi's eyes flickered slightly, but he calmed down quickly, raised his hand to hold Ju Que on his shoulder, and said in a deep voice: "Chen Sheng is already dead, now there is only Sheng Qi!"