Murong Cheng was more impressed by the mining universe, as if in his eyes, only the mining universe could be on the stage.

"Murong Cheng, didn't you see my brother-in-law?"

Cai Xing pointed at Chu Nan with some displeasure.

Murong Cheng subconsciously looked at it, and his face immediately changed.

He had witnessed Chu Nan's demeanor on the spot, and naturally he couldn't forget the picture of Chu Nan dropping Xue Yidao in a few moves that day.

It's just that I didn't expect Chu Nan to come to Murong's house as a guest in person.

"It turned out to be Mr. Chu, I have admired the name for a long time, please take a seat!"

Murong Ji, who was playing Go, opened his mouth, looking like he was about fifty years old, with gray temples and a bit of arrogance on his body.

Chu Nan didn't speak, and he sat down one after another without regrets.

"Mr. Murong is a good chess player, more than 100 sons have not won or lost, and this is also a master in the field of Go!"

Chu Nan glanced at the chessboard and said with a smile.

"Hmph, chess skills are like sword intent,-for-tat, and the slightest difference is a thousand miles, my sentence Mr. Feng should understand better!"

Murong Ji glanced at Feng Wuregret, and the grievances of the past seemed to be hooked up again in an instant.

In this regard, Feng Wuregret didn't have any expression, he still looked cold, and replied: "At this time and that time, if my injury heals, it won't be so easy for you to beat me again!"

Feng Wuregret did not expose the Xuanyuan Sword, but put it in a jade box and carried it on his back.

"Mr. Feng is really still so funny, I just don't know what you and Mr. Chu are doing when you come to my Murong family?"

As Murong Ji spoke, the black piece in his hand fell on the chessboard, completely breaking the advantage of white chess.

"It's not a big deal, I just want to borrow your butterfly to see the cloud sword!"

Chu Nan smiled, and said a word, which made Murong Ji and Murong Cheng's faces all change.

But I have to say that Jiang is still old and spicy, Murong Ji quickly reacted and said, "I don't know which one Mr. Chu is borrowing?" Do you want Cheng'er to compare with you, or do you want the old man to compare with you?"

As he spoke, a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

Although he had heard that Chu Nan was very powerful before, Murong He, who was naturally arrogant, would not easily believe the rumors on the rivers and lakes.

And he is very confident in his own swordsmanship, in other words, if he competes with Xue Yidao, he will not instigate the other party.

"Okay, since Mr. Murong is so Yaxing, then you might as well compare it, but the premise has to be said, if I win, I want your family's butterfly to pierce the cloud sword sword, if I lose, this thing belongs to you!"

"What's that?"

Murong Ji was suddenly curious, and felt that Chu Nan's words were a little whimsical!

The Butterfly Piercing Cloud Sword is the secret of the Murong family, even if you take the best things in the world, it is definitely not comparable to this sword book.

Feng Wuregret understood what Chu Nan's intentions were, and immediately untied the jade box on his back and showed the Xuanyuan Sword inside to everyone.

"This ...... This is!?"

Murong Ji was attracted by the Xuanyuan Sword at a glance, and looking at the golden sword body, the whole person was dumbfounded.

Not only him, but even Murong Cheng narrowed his eyes, and it was not difficult to see that the father and son were both shocked by the momentum of Xuanyuan Sword.

"This is the Xuanyuan Sword, the Ancient Divine Sword, if you can defeat me, then this sword will be yours, but if you lose, your family's sword spectrum ......"

"I agree!"

Without waiting for Chu Nan to finish speaking, Murong Ji was short of breath and hurriedly responded.

What is the Xuanyuan Sword?

It's a sword practitioner's dream weapon!

Not to mention a butterfly piercing cloud sword, even a hundred copies may not be comparable to this Xuanyuan sword!

"Father, think twice!"

Murong Cheng had seen Chu Nan's strength, and when he saw that his father was going to compete with Chu Nan, his heart tightened.

Murong He shook his hand: "Needless to say, the old man hasn't done anything with anyone for a long time, it's rare for Mr. Chu to have such a Yaxing today, even if I lose, I have to live a few tricks with him!"

Murong Ji said this, but in his heart, he was thinking about Xuanyuan Sword.

If you can get such a handy weapon, then the Murong family's Butterfly Cloud Piercing Sword will exert even more power.

Moreover, this Xuanyuan Sword is an ancient divine sword, and the mysteries in it are endless, if you understand one or two, you may be able to benefit a lot.

Seeing that Murong He agreed to his request, Chu Nan did not hesitate, made a gesture of please, and motioned for Murong He to move outside.

Out of the villa, the group came to the lawn of the manor, and Murong Ji took out his sword.

It was a steel sword more than three feet long, which looked very old, but it was a sharp and high-grade sword.

"This sword is called Kunwu, it was offered by Xirong during the reign of King Mu of Zhou, and it was made of high-quality chain steel, and the iron was sharpened like mud!"

Murong Ji introduced his sword with a smile.

Chu Nan raised his eyebrows, took the Xuanyuan sword with no regrets, and said: "This sword is called Xuanyuan, it was cast by the Yellow Emperor from the first mountain copper, as for sharpening iron like clay, it should be pediatric!"

"Uh......"

Murong He was choked by Chu Nan's words.

I wanted to pretend to be forced with my own sword, but I thought that Chu Nan would directly show the Xuanyuan sword.

Isn't this a deliberate slap in the face?

Murong Ji wrinkled his nose in embarrassment, and didn't think too much about it at the moment, and motioned to Chu Nan: "Mr. Chu, since this is the case, let the old man understand the power of the Xuanyuan Sword!"

"Okay, fulfill you!"

Chu Nan responded heartily, and at this moment, he also wanted to try the power of the Xuanyuan Sword.

However, he is not good at swordsmanship, and the Xuanyuan Sword is a wooden stick in his hand at best.

Seeing Chu Nan make a fighting posture, Murong and his figure flashed, and the Kunwu sword in his hand slashed towards Chu Nan's neck.

I have to say that Murong Ji's sword speed is still very fast, which is similar to Feng Wuregret at his peak.

If a martial artist-level master faced such an attack, it would be difficult to dodge it safely.

But when he encountered Chu Nan, Murong Ji's speed seemed extremely slow, and he didn't dodge immediately, swung the Xuanyuan sword, and blocked it directly.

"Ding!"

A metal collision sounded, Murong Ji suddenly stepped back a few steps, and when he looked down, the tiger's mouth where he was holding the sword was actually shocked by Chu Nan's sword.

And Murong Ji obviously felt that Chu Nan's strength was very strong.

"Stained, is this Xuanyuan Sword so capable?"

Chu Nan glanced at the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand a few times, and felt that there should be some mystery hidden in it, and immediately activated the Xuanyuan Dragon Control Technique, and quickly danced the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand.

"Whew!"

A dragon groan suddenly sounded, and everyone raised their eyes to see that a black demon dragon actually appeared in front of Chu Nan.

This demon dragon is not transformed by qi, but by sword intent.

"Good sword, really good sword!"

Murong Ji was so shocked that his eyes were full of envy that could not be concealed.

Even Feng Wuregret was shocked by this Demon Dragon Sword Intent.

After all, there is such a thing as sword intent, and only those who have a thorough understanding of swordsmanship can display it.

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