Chu didn't know how many ancestors he had greeted in his heart. His mind spun rapidly, constantly analyzing every change in the light of the wooden sword.

However, the more Chu analyzed, the more solemn the expression on his face became.

He never thought that someone could integrate several sets of swordsmanship into an ordinary wooden sword at the same time.

"Such a subtle change, if it weren't for the faint reaction of this light, I might have really been hurt by you. ”

Chu's eyes were like an infinite miniature speed machine, slowing down the speed of the dagger infinitely. In fact, it's just that his eyes react more quickly!

If the speed of that wooden sword was a violent wind, then the speed of his eyes was that flash of lightning.

That's the difference in speed!

The speed of the wooden sword in the outside world was extremely fast, and Chu's reaction was also presented in front of everyone's eyes. People don't know what kind of strength this person has. However, everyone felt the power of that wooden sword.

As the wooden sword approached Chu, an invisible wave formed around it. The wave tugged at everyone's nerves, and they struggled to open their eyes to the lonely young man in the field.

Sou!

An extra branch suddenly appeared in Chu's hand. With a lightning flip of his wrist, he saw the branch instantly turn into a smooth wooden sword. This trick is unimaginable.

Flipping, grinding, sideways, flat stabs.

Chu's actions were done in one go!

I saw that smooth wooden sword, and rushed towards the other wooden sword that came at me unremarkably.

Bang!

The onlookers in the distance all looked into the air in surprise.

At this time, the two wooden swords longed for it from afar, and they stagnated in mid-air at an oblique angle.

That's what people are amazed at!

Where did this crashing sound come from?

This is the question in the minds of the vast majority of those present.

I saw that the two wooden swords in mid-air were separated by a distance of several meters, slowly advancing towards the center point.

As time passed, the distance between the wooden swords became shorter and shorter. However, the sound of air explosions in the air became denser and denser, and the movement became louder and louder.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

After three muffled sounds in a row, the sound of an air explosion gradually came from mid-air. Then, people heard a series of "click, click" sounds.

Almost everyone held their breath, feeling the invisible fluctuations in mid-air. It's impossible for anyone to really describe what it feels like.

It was one, a sound of glass tearing. However, when you look closely, you can't see anything with the naked eye. It gives people a strange and mysterious feeling.

After the sound of an air explosion that lasted for a while. The two wooden swords finally closed the distance.

The two wooden swords were like two swordsmen, flickering and moving, their postures were agile, and it seemed that someone was hiding in the air and kept fighting. For a time, everyone was dazzled.

Sheng Ge looked at the fight in the air, and felt more and more that Chu Mou's progress was too great. She remembered that the last time she fought to save Chu, the goods were still like a weak chicken. How did it become like this now?

So, she turned her head and glanced at the Emperor Spirit.

Di Ling lay on the ground and was about to fall asleep again, his eyes were all supported by his will, and he refused to close.

Song glanced at the Emperor Spirit, thinking that this was not a complete fool.

Suddenly, the fight in mid-air was heard.

Song hurriedly looked up, and saw that the two wooden swords were looking at each other again, and neither of them could move forward. She opened her mouth, but she didn't know what to say.

Burst!

An extremely faint sound reached everyone's ears.

The sound is really peculiar. It not only makes people feel that the pitch is very low, but also allows everyone present to hear the sound clearly.

Under everyone's gaze, the two wooden swords turned into two lumps of wood chips in an instant.

Sawdust gradually scattered in the air. The cloudless sky was like a rain with a thick autumn color, and the sawdust between the sky and the earth delicately avoided all the humans and fell gently to the ground.

Sou!

Many people are still immersed in this different kind of autumn rain, but they don't notice an old man who suddenly appeared out of thin air in the distance.

The old man was not tall, his face was greasy, his hair was unkempt, and the brown spots on his face were particularly obvious. His eyebrows are all white, but his complexion is very ruddy, and his skin has not been baptized by the years.

"Stinky boy! You're so fucking young and so handsome! You're mad at my old man! No, I'm going to kill you today just like that. How can anyone in the world be more handsome than me!

Feng Xiu stood on the high ground, pointing at Chu with a flushed face, and his angry appearance was both cute and a little terrifying.

"Damn! You're not ashamed! You've lived by yourself for so long, and you're still jealous of my looks! Lao Tzu is the most handsome man in the world! You're a psychopath! You think I'm afraid of you! Come, come, come!"

Chu angrily pointed at Feng Xiu, and he didn't regard this master as a Taoist at all. After all, this old man doesn't act like a real martial artist!

Scold!

The quaint sword in Wu Yue's hand suddenly left his hand. The next moment, the ancient sword appeared in Chu's hand. The sword let out a cheerful light roar, which made Wu Yue suddenly feel powerless.

The ancient sword in Chu's hand kept trembling, like a device that was constantly accumulating. Under his feet, the earth was constantly trembling, and the entire battlefield could feel the fluctuations of the ground.

Suddenly, Chu disappeared!

The next moment, he came into mid-air. The ancient sword kept changing in the air, drawing one sword shadow after another. Then, Chu returned to the ground, and once again formed one sword shadow after another on the ground.

In this way, in the blink of an eye, the entire area became the world of Sword Shadow.

People held their breath, even wondering if they had become prisoners of the ancient sword!

The sound of sword shadows dancing in the sky continued. The voice was short and crisp, and it touched the nerves of everyone present. Let everyone hold their breath and not dare to say half a word.

Just when everyone was looking into the air, looking at the full shadow of swords around them. Suddenly, all those sword shadows disappeared.

Quiet!

It's very quiet!

People were surprised to find that the sword shadows had disappeared in front of their eyes. And the original sound of the sword shadow suddenly disappeared, and no sound could be heard anymore.

For a moment, people even thought they had come to an abyss of silence.

The sky was back to its original state, and it was as if nothing had happened.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

A sound that knocked on people's hearts gradually sounded.

Then, people feel an invisible wave across them.

Chu held the ancient sword in his right hand, and gently pushed the hilt with his left hand, moving extremely slowly. To the public, it seemed as if he was pushing an extremely heavy stone door.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

The quaint sword began to move forward slowly, driving the rhythm of everyone's heartbeat!

Sou!

Feng Xiu disappeared in place. The next moment, he also repeated Chu's previous movements, but his movements became more complex and faster, making people a little unpredictable.

Isn't that a quaint sword that is slow to the extreme?

This is probably the question of most people!

"You damn stinky boy, you're going to kill Lao Tzu!"

Feng Xiu's voice came from all directions, and it sounded like he was disregarding etiquette and honesty!