"Dad!" Guan Ju slapped his chopsticks on the table and left without saying a word, Chu Xianzhao was stunned, his face was strange, Su Nianyu got up and followed Guan Ju: "I'll persuade her, and you can persuade him too." ”

This Guan Ju was afraid that her father's words would hurt the heart of His Royal Highness the prince, she also knew that the dignity of the children of the nobles was heavier than gold and silver, originally His Royal Highness was kind enough to help his father treat his illness, this was originally an excellent thing, she didn't understand what the country hated and hated the family, she only hoped that her father's hands and feet could get better.

Chu Xianzhao put the dragon bird on the table of the Eight Immortals, and straightened his face: "No matter what you think, I don't have any malicious intentions, Your Excellency should listen to your daughter's words, someone once told me that dignity can be put down now, and it will definitely be picked up in the future, who is I, Chu Xianzhao, you can go to Lin'an City to inquire, I really can't do this kind of thing like taking people as lackeys, since I am a noble prince, I should always have a little backbone in my body, I am the same as you, I am more stubborn in matters of dignity." ”

"You hairy kid knows a fart!"

"I want to make a bet with Your Excellency!"

"Oh?"

"I had a one-on-one duel with Your Excellency, and now Your Excellency has injured your hands and feet, and I am still young, my physique is not yet complete, and my swordsmanship is not as good as Your Excellency, which can be regarded as flat. If I can overcome you, I hope you will return to Lin'an with me, and at the same time help me find the whereabouts of the Xilin Sword Vault, can you?"

"Compete with me for a sword, are you also worthy?" He looked coldly at this kid who was not self-sufficient, and a touch of hideousness suddenly added to his eyes, and Chu instantly summoned the dragon bird out of the sheath for half a minute: "I hope Your Excellency will be fulfilled!"

Chu Xuanzhao suddenly cut off the candle flame on the table, and swung a silver long arc with his backhand sword, now his instantaneous attack is more and more proficient, and he can even leisurely sword in a high-speed that is beyond the naked eye, and now his opponent is the Xilin Sword God, even if the sword god with broken hands and feet is still a sword god, not comparable to those market hooligans, the moment he took out the sword, the candlestick on the table of the eight immortals, the dishes and chopsticks were all cut off, and the sword blade was straight towards Guan Changye's throat!

"It's too slow!"

Guan Changye's face was blocked by the rising wooden table, and the silver light swept by, and the Eight Immortals Table was divided into two halves, but Guan Changye was nowhere to be seen.

Chu Xianzhao took a step back, floated into the air and swung his sword and slashed again, the blade of the sword turned into a huge full moon shape, spreading rapidly in this narrow room, the sword light left slash marks in every corner of the room, and a huge shadow was cast on Chu Zhao's body, Guan Changye was suspended behind him like a bat, Chu Zhaozhao suddenly turned around and slashed back, he clearly saw that the sword blade sank into the old man's body for half a minute, but after a blurred shadow, the dragon sparrow sank into the wall fiercely.

He gasped in the dark, feeling the old man's eyes watching him all the time, the sound of the beams tearing above his head, Chu Xuanzhao and Guan Changye passed by, the Dragon Bird Sword rubbed out bursts of sparks in the darkness, he still maintained the posture before the instantaneous attack, but he felt a tearing pain in his lower abdomen, he fell to his knees in pain, Chu Xuanzhao never found any flaws in Guan Changye, and he didn't even see a shadow.

Hurry up! Hurry up! The way of swordsmanship is ever-changing, only speed is the true meaning of eternity, there is no real ghost in this world, the only way to turn yourself into a ghost is speed! Hurry up! Hurry up! Hurry up! Hurry up so fast that your sword can hit his shadow at the most, and finally follow his shadow to slash his body!

Empty Teasing!Reverse Slashing!Straight Erase!Sword of Big Splitting!Landslide!Hookback!

The sound of metal clashing resounded through the darkness!

Guan Changye's posture was still relaxed, holding a short, silver reflection in the darkness in his hand, Chu Xianzhao felt that he had been hit all over his body, with some kind of sweet water on his clothes, he wiped his shoulder, and put his fingers into his mouth, his eyes were shocked!

The weapon in Guan Changye's hand was actually the spoon that Guan Ju used to hold the soup!

"This is impossible!How can the soup spoon resist the slash of the Dragon Sparrow Sword!The Falling God Steel Sword is so sharp that even the Wind Eagle Iron Armor can pierce through it with a single sword!" He looked at the sword in his hand in disbelief.

Guan Changye's long sleeves waved, the dim candlelight lit slightly, Chu Xuanzhao finally saw the spoon in his hand, the ordinary soup spoon was covered with spell marks that Chu Xianzhao couldn't understand, emitting a sparkling golden light in the dark, sometimes showing an obsidian texture, Guan Changye waved the soup spoon in his hand: "This is the swordsman's breath!" If you want to gain a foothold in this world, breath must be mastered, your Emperor of Yinguo has a king's breath, breath is not a rare thing, those warlocks who can be seen everywhere will use the breath of nature, the key is how far you can practice breath. It is different from the Warlock's Breath and the Emperor's Breath, the Sword Breath is a kind of Breath that can be cultivated through the day after tomorrow, and it is different from the innate King's Breath, we can pour the breath flow in our hands into the weapon, not simply wrap the breath around the surface of the weapon, this means can greatly enhance the hardness of the weapon, and even the hardness of an ordinary soup spoon can be comparable to your Fallen God Steel Sword!"

This is the strength of less than one of the ten sword gods in the west...... King Xilin was right, in his heyday, if he wanted to, the whole world was his Shura field!

Guan Changye sneered: "It's too slow, the strength to lift the sword to the old man is not enough with your current strength, but the prince is at this level, you better go back to Lin'an City as soon as possible, and inherit his position as soon as possible after your father dies, don't fight the idea of the sword library, you are not qualified enough!"

"Ahhh

Guan Changye smiled: "It's too slow, even Guan Ju's speed can beat you, didn't your father find a good swordsmanship teacher for you, either you were lazy when you practiced swords, or he was too weak." ”

"I'm not done yet!" Chu Xianzhao put away his sword and retreated, he slowly squatted, retracted the long sword from its scabbard, and looked at his hand, as if thinking about something.

He pressed his hand on the scabbard, the dragon bird buzzed and shook in the scabbard, Guan Changye was famous for his sword qi, not sword speed! The swordsman who was famous for his fast sword in history was Li Taiyuan, the eighth generation sect master of the Qinglian Sword Sect, it is said that this Li Taiyuan had six long swords wrapped around his waist, and the moment he took out the sword with both hands, the opponent could only watch a six-petal green lotus take shape in front of him, and the cyan sword gang blocked all the escape space, and then he felt the world spinning, because his head had fallen off. When Li Taiyuan swept the world Sword Sect with one person and six swords, Guan Changye was just a baby in infancy, and after becoming famous, Guan Changye traveled thousands of miles to Taibai Mountain, and practiced in the Qinglian Sword Sect as a nominal disciple for three years, Qinglian Sword Technique opened his understanding of divine speed, and his use of swordsmanship was greatly improved to a higher level, he needed to raise his sword qi to a new realm, with the help of speed!

He smiled playfully"""I was just a swordsman since I was a child, when I was five years old, my parents were killed under the enemy's sword, in order to help them avenge, I embarked on the road of revenge, in the days of wandering, I watched the flowers, in order to help my father avenge, I did a lot of things that should not be done, killed a lot of people who should not be killed, the world always let me do what I don't like to do. Do you know why you can't catch up with my speed? Because you don't have the courage to live to die, you don't have the past life of fine clothes and fine food to limit your hands and feet, memories inhibit your true strength, you lock up the lion in your heart, no matter how hard you try, the old man can only say three words to you—it's too slow!"

Chu Xianzhao knew very well that it was absolutely impossible to defeat him in terms of speed, and the only way to defeat him was Wang Xi! Wang Xi had the ability to suppress all the breath seeds, and the exploration of speed was endless, but absolute power was truly eternal!

Suppress his speed with absolute power!

The majestic power of Wang Xi was wrapped around the sword body, and the moment he raised his head, his eyes were as dark as night, and it was not until this moment that Guan Changye's eyes showed a serious gaze: "Wang Xi...... So you kid has it too?"

Chu Xianzhao broke through the barrier of speed with the power of Wang Xi, and the sharp wind whistle filled the audience, only by surpassing his own limit could he reach the peak, there seemed to be a pitch-black sun surrounding him behind him, beautiful but deadly, he swung a brilliant sword like the Milky Way, and the sun behind him followed along the sword marks, under the traction of the smearing day, all the utensils in the house attacked in the direction of Guan Changye, and a pitch-black poisonous fire ignited in the range centered on Chu Instantaneous, and his whole person was like a Yama standing in the Senluo Hell, with only death in his eyes！

Guan Changye looked at him coldly, the soup spoon in his hand slowly fell to the ground, and he stretched out his hand above his head.

If there is a naughty boy looking up at the night dome at the head of the village at this time, he must be able to see a red meteor tearing through the starry sky, under the extremely domineering sword light, he is calmly like a Buddha in the holy light, the red meteor is breaking through the sound barrier, and finally reaches his hand.

"The sword in the west will last forever, and the sword will kneel down to the kings!"

He held the sword in his backhand, and the red long sword broke through the layers of bluestone and pierced into the floor, he laughed wildly, as if returning to the past when the army was broken under the sword, he sat alone on the head of the big red city, and no one dared to touch the land to the west.

He originally thought that Guan Changye would definitely be defeated under that sword, Wang Xi had absolute restraint, no matter whether he was holding a spoon or a sharp sword in his hand, it would be shattered into mud under his attack! But he watched a red sword appear in his hand, that sword seemed to be made of blood, under the effect of Wang Xi, Chu Xianzhao's dynamic vision was greatly improved, he clearly watched the old man swing a set of swordsmanship, there were only nine swords, each sword was swung like a Shura sword god, and the movement of his left hand swinging the sword became lighter and lighter, like a colorful butterfly flying wantonly in the night sky, and it only had a pair of wings!

The surging Wang Breath disappeared in an instant, and Chu Xianzhao was shocked back by that sword qi by half a step, and his sword was stagnant on the ground, extremely heavy.

He was actually suppressed by the sword qi, and Wang Xi was suppressed by the sword breath!

The old man waved his left arm casually, and an extremely brilliant red belt surrounded him, turning all the artifacts that dared to approach him into pieces, and he actually cut the air open! Chu Xianzhao's sword momentum fell silent in front of him like a broken candle flame, and he supported his body in the ruins, allowing him to breathe heavily, but he couldn't feel a trace of air.

His feet suddenly lost his strength, the sword qi field was slowly expanding, the red sword gang looked like an aurora belt in the sky, Chu Xianzhao felt that his back was pressed like a thousand catties, he spasmed and knelt to the ground, bleeding from his mouth and nose, Chu Zhaozhao clenched the dragon bird and knelt down towards Guan Changye, as if there were thousands of needles piercing his back behind him, each needle was incomparably domineering!

"Why are you-" Chu Xianzhao had completely surrendered in front of Guan Changye at this time, and the old man stood on tiptoe, actually standing in the air, as if facing a defeated king, with a sword on his back.