"Isn't that good? What's wrong?" Wu Chen asked with a puzzled face.

"But, here's the question, then do you know who the Holy Son of this generation of Sword Demon Sect is?" Tian Yingxing said helplessly.

"I don't know, I still need to ask you if I know?" Wu Chen said after rolling his eyes.

"The Holy Son of this generation is called Hustle-Mad--Sword--Zun ---Chu--Heaven--Song !!" After staring at Wu Chen's eyes, Tian Yingxing said carefully word by word.

"Oh... And then??" Wu Chen asked with a puzzled face.

Tian Yingxing looked at Wu Chen, who didn't know anything, and looked at it carefully for a long time, making sure that he didn't continue to ask after the exercise.

"Okay, okay, then do you know who He Yiming is?" Tian Yingxing continued to ask helplessly.

"Okay, don't sell it, hurry up!" Wu Chen said impatiently as he looked at the flirtatious Tian Yingxing.

"Okay, He Yiming is Chu Tiange's younger brother! ”

"As the eldest son, the elder brother inherits the huge estate of the He family, and he is also the Taoist son of Wanjian Mountain, and may even be the next head of the sect. ”

"And the younger brother was born to the head of the He family and a daughter, and his biological mother was killed by his eldest mother, that is, He Yiming's biological mother. ”

"Next, the waste brother practiced the sword path diligently, until the last cup of the Demon Sword Sect's [Sword Demon Secret Codex] admitted, right?" Wu Chen said with a roll of his eyes.

"Uh... Don't you know?" Tian Yingxing muttered quietly.

"I'm guessing!," Wu Chen scolded angrily.

"But my brother's kendo talent is more than ten times that of my brother, and in the face of such a god-defying qualification, my brother, who has always been hunted down, is always able to dodge dangerously and dangerously every time, I have to say that it is bad luck!" Tian Yingxing said jealously.

"I told you, he is the reincarnation of a certain strong man, and you still don't listen!" Wu Chen said impatiently.

"That might be true—" Tian Yingxing nodded with interest.

After seeing this situation, the angry Wu Chen almost smashed the teacup on his face, obviously Wu Chen specially said it to pull the calf, you still have to believe it.

After listening to these introductions, Wu Chen always had a vague impression of this holy son, he was talented when he was young, but he cultivated very hard.

It's a sword cultivator again, a madman of this type of fighting, so this guy's strength is likely to be much more powerful than his 'little sword god' brother, who is 'not worthy of the name'.

Thinking of this, Wu Chen's blood couldn't help but boil, because, since he had completed the five elements, he hadn't completely let go of his hands and feet to fight, no, someone would come to the door immediately.

Just when Wu Chen was thinking like this, a dark cloud as black as ink appeared, and a graceful beauty appeared in Wu Chen's courtyard.

This was followed by a pale blue lightning bolt, and in the midst of it was a slender little guy with huge earrings.

Immediately after that, in the majestic rain curtain, the thick rain continued to condense, and gradually condensed into a burly fat man who was one foot tall.

And at the moment when the big fat man appeared, a dashing figure entangled in the wind landed on the roof where Wu Chen was.

"The four envoys of wind, clouds, thunder, and rain have seen Your Excellency!" the four shouted in unison.

Listening to the four greetings of the four people in perfect harmony, they converged into a powerful sound beam that directly attacked the two people in the room.

Tian Yingxing, who was already seriously injured, instantly spurted blood from his mouth when he heard it, but in the confusion, he felt a majestic true qi surging into his body, helping him temporarily suppress the injury.

Tian Yingxing turned his head and saw that it was Wu Chen, and then his face was full of surprise.

And under the eyes full of gratitude, Wu Chen did not consciously leave a trace of 'back hand' in Tian Yingxing's body that no one could notice.

"Hmph, did the person who moved me ask me before?" Wu Chen dodged in front of Tian Yingxing.

Wu Chen looked at the four in the courtyard, and a cold killing intent permeated his face, and he raised his palms in an instant.

The mouth and nose fiercely absorbed the aura from all directions, and even the wind, clouds, thunder, rain, and attribute aura in the air did not let go.

Under the violent absorption, a huge spiritual cyclone appeared directly in the courtyard.

At this time, Wu Chen's upper body suddenly swelled, and his head, which was originally tilted back, suddenly rushed forward.

The aura that had been stored in his chest also rose to his throat with this lifting action.

"Ha ...."

As Wu Chen suddenly spewed out the aura, I saw that the rich aura spread rapidly in all directions with Wu Chen's big mouth.

And with the diffusion of aura, there is also a wave of sonic attacks that are higher than the waves.

The first to bear the brunt were the three holy envoys of clouds, thunder, and rain, and after the three of them were hit by this force, they were instantly sprayed away by this violent force, and they were silent for a long time.

When the aura storm was dispersed, the Fengxing Holy Envoy who was originally on the roof of Wuchen wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth without a trace.

But after waiting for a long time, he didn't feel the breath of his three brothers, and he immediately became anxious.

Immediately, the wind turned away in an instant, and after a while, the Holy Envoy of the Wind Walk found his three brothers in a piece of debris.

But after a pool of snorts, I found that the three of them no longer had any breath, and they were already dead people.

As soon as he thought of this, he was horrified to realize that his strangeness was constantly bleeding outward, and his consciousness gradually began to blur.

The whole world seemed to be covered with a veil, and Pujia instinctively couldn't see clearly, and then the whole world entered the long dark night.

With a bang, the originally dashing Fengxing Holy Envoy also fell straight to the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

"Papa!" a series of applause came from far and near.

A steady sound of footsteps came from afar, and the comer actually came in a step of several feet, and the pace was not disordered at all.

Obviously, with this footwork alone, you can be unique in the world.

"The long song of the sword pulls and asks the sky, the autumn wind and cold dew chant the sound of the sword, the long sword Xiaoxiao asks where the road is, I hold the sword and complain to the heart, the sound of the wind and the rain reads, the sound of the sword, the family and the country, the world, everything becomes a sword---- a sword into the soul!"

Xiaoxiao's poem was in his ears, the sassy sword roared in the wind, listening to the trembling sound of all things in the surrounding heaven and earth, and a white-robed son of the turbid world walked into the small courtyard.

The moment this handsome boy stepped into the small courtyard, the scene in the entire courtyard changed drastically.

I saw that the green plants that originally lived in the small courtyard withered directly in an instant, and then turned into black vegetation one after another in the blink of an eye.

And the corpse of the killer who was originally killed by Wu Chen and buried deep in the ground was frantically digging the earthwork on his body.

There was a weird smile on his face, and it was very penetrating to watch.

After seeing such a scene, Wu Chen couldn't help but feel his head grow for a while.

Looking at the turbid prince in front of him, although he looked gentle and elegant on the surface, he could see from the various scenes after he walked into the garden.

This man is a swordsman who has gone crazy to the extreme, a seeker with a pure heart of inquiry, and an extremely formidable opponent.

Because, he doesn't care about the rules in your eyes, although he is polite and polite, but once he tears off the disguise on his body.

Then, there will be a swordsman who is cold-blooded to the extreme, and he is the kind of 'ultimate swordsman' who has nothing but a sword.

Therefore, if you are an enemy of this kind of person, you can only kill it with one blow, otherwise, you will be killed by any means necessary.

"How do you call Childe??? "Wu Chen asked after giving a salute to Childe of the Turbidity World.

"Xiao Shengjian is crazy--- Chu Tiange, I don't know what to call Brother Tai?" I saw that the son of the turbid world was polite.

"Wu Chen!" Wu Chen said very succinctly.

"It seems that my four unsuccessful subordinates are also your subordinates?" Chu Tiange asked with a smile.

"Don't say anything about being an uninvited villain, and you're going to kill someone as soon as you enter the door, do you say that you are a guest?" Wu Chen asked with a smile.

"Oh... So...?Are they evil guests???" Chu Tiange asked.

"Don't say anything about the villain, you almost killed my person! How do you say to solve it?" Wu Chen said unrelentingly.

"So... And then... You just shook the souls of the four of them, right?" Chu Tiange asked rhetorically.

"So to speak!"

"Well, if that's the case, you killed my people, so should you give me an explanation?" Chu Tiange asked with a smile.

"How to say ???"

"Keep your head!" Chu Tiange said with a smile.

"Hehe, you can try!" Wu Chen sneered.

"Try it, just try it!" Chu Tiange smiled gently.

"Tianying, stay away, get closer, be careful of your little life!" Wu Chen strode out of the room without looking back.

The moment Wu Chen stepped out of the room, the entire room began to disintegrate in an instant, and the pitch-black water stains began to spread upwards one after another.

Strange tentacles stretched out frantically from the outer wall of the room, and at the feet of the turbid son, I don't know when thick black water began to spread.

Wu Chen instantly noticed that the entire courtyard began to change drastically, and countless monsters emerged from the ground, wells, green plants, and the inside of the house surging out wildly.

And the handsome son of the turbid world stood there motionless, looking at Wu Chen with a gentle smile.

"No matter how the four of them are, they are also my dogs! You killed my dog! with my consent?" Chu Tiange looked at Wu Chen with a smile and said word by word.