Unparalleled Sword Sovereign

Su Chunsheng goes down the mountain leisurely.

At the foot of the mountain, Xin Zi and Zhong Ling squat together and don't know what they are muttering.

After seeing Su Chunsheng go down the mountain, they get up at the same time. That timid and eccentric mountain spirit Zhong Ling, full of excited smile, happily ran to Su Chunsheng.

Without waiting for Su Chunsheng to speak, Zhong Ling jumped up, jumped into Su Chunsheng's arms, and said, "my Lord, my Lord, you are back at last! There is a lot of movement on the mountain. My Lord is really powerful. "

Su Chunsheng suddenly stopped talking, chuckled and played the bell spirit in his arms, and said with a smile: "it's not me who is powerful, it's Chixiao who is powerful."

Zhong Ling didn't know why, so he just regarded it as the self modesty of the benefactor and said happily: "anyway, the benefactor is very powerful, and he will be invincible in the future."

Well, this charming villain really thinks he is invincible in the world.

Su Chunsheng said no more and shook his head with a smile.

On the other side, Xin Zi walks slowly and looks up and down at Su Chunsheng. After confirming that she has not been hurt, and that she has not even lost her gas engine, she is a little surprised.

Obviously, the previous movement on the Fengxue mountain was a little too big. Although Su Chunsheng had already jumped into the realm of metaphysics, it must be hard to say that such a violent vibration of the flow of the air engine did not even cause much loss of the air engine.

Without waiting for Xin Zi to ask questions, Su Chunsheng took the lead in saying: "there is a great master of martial arts who calls himself Chen Nian. He fought first. Then Chixiao did it, not by myself. "

The Zhong Ling in the bosom stares big eyes, a face doesn't understand.

Chixiao? Isn't it the short sword? Since it's Chixiao sword, it's different from my hand.

Xin Zi is just a little Leng, then nodded relieved.

There is spirit in Chixiao. Xinzi has already known it. In fact, in the bottomless cold sky sword tomb, Chixiao sword spirit appeared for a short time. Just one sword Qi has made hundreds of famous swords in the Tibetan sword Pavilion of the whole cold sky sword tomb tremble.

Now, Chixiao sword, even if it is such a big shock, it seems to be common.

At this time, in the distant town, suddenly a burst of air flow.

Su Chunsheng and Xin Zi turn their heads at the same time, slightly stunned, and then look at each other.

In that small town, there are many local people in Yanzhou, but the flow of Qi just revealed a little different mellow feeling.

At this point, Su Chun frowned, as if he thought of something in general, and said softly, "go and have a look?"

Xin Zi, also curious about the flow of Qi, nodded without hesitation.

Then they went straight to the town.

Above the town.

The old man in a green shirt had a gentle look and a slight mouth.

Opposite is Chen Nian, the great master who has been stopped. But Chen Nian was stunned when he saw the old man. Then he stopped and his eyes became gloomy.

The old man, dressed up as a Confucian scholar, just gave a smile and said calmly, "it's true that we don't meet each other anywhere in the world. We met you here."

Chen Nian's face was a little ugly. He said in a deep voice, "it's better to be invisible."

Obviously, the great master, who has just made a big fuss, doesn't like to see the old man like a Confucian.

All around, most of them were some experts who had just retreated from the mountain. They were staring at this scene. For this middle-aged man with coarse appearance, it seems that he has already been scared to the extreme, but it's even more strange to see an old man stop the man's way with a smile.

Some people even feel bad. The old man has no vision. If he annoys the great master, most of them don't even know how to die. After all, the middle-aged man who had not liked him before was a great master in the twinkling of an eye. God knows what kind of role the old man is.

For a moment, it was quiet and no one dared to speak.

After hearing Chen Nian's words, the old man in green shirt just smiles and sighs and says, "there are some reasons that you can't understand with your fist."

Chen Nian's face was gloomy and he rushed forward without hesitation.

Two fists hit, as before in the snow mountain.

However, the Qi did not linger, but gathered on the fist like a light curtain. The momentum is bigger and more powerful, straight to the old man in green shirt.

Seeing this scene, people around were surprised. Some people dodged, some people sighed, and some people widened their eyes.

Obviously, in the eyes of the onlookers, if this blow goes on, the old man in green shirt will surely die.

It's a pity that the old man in green shirt just stepped forward a little, and even didn't block the movement. He just said with a smile: "the scholar is not afraid of fists and feet."

The spirit of greatness sprang up.

The fierce fists, like hitting the wall heavily, stopped a foot away from the old man in front of him and made a crackling sound, but they didn't move forward for half a minute.

Everyone was stupid.

Chen Nian did not show any consternation, but took a step back suddenly. In an instant, his Qi soared again, and he seemed to have to fight.

But see that green shirt old man, at the moment unexpectedly retreat a step, tiny side body, make way for the road ahead.

Seeing this, Chen Nian stops and looks puzzled.

But the old man in green shirt just smiles and says, "you know, I'm not good at boxing. I met you by chance. What's more, now it's a road facing the sky. Go your own way. I'm a bad old man. I don't want to worry about it any more. "

Chen Nian slowly stopped, looking calm again, and said, "Su family boy?"

The old scholar just nodded and said nothing more.

Chen Nian hesitated a little, then bowed slightly and strode away.

The old man watched Chen Nian leave, sighed softly, and murmured: "too much love, next to infatuation. Well, why don't you understand? "

"Oh, it's like that old Taoist saying... Tut tut."

The old man looked calm and went on.

Those around the onlookers, is a face full of panic, shock incomparable. The great master who demolished most of the Fengxue mountain before failed to hurt the old man?

So who is this old man?

Strange things happen every year, especially this year.

Without waiting for the crowd to relax, a young man jumped in the distance.

"Sir?"

But the young man had a short sword around his waist, and he was elegant in a green shirt.

Su Chunsheng!

All the people recognized the young man and started to panic.

But the old man in green shirt took two steps forward and patted Su Chunsheng on the shoulder with a smile on his face. He was filled with emotion.