Chapter 410: Iron Whip Savior

It is said that Chen Long performed the ancient Greek hand-to-hand grappling stunt, abandoned the long sword and pinned the elbow of Wen Shu's second swordsman, and under the severe pain in Wen Shu's joints, the ring head sword fell off his hand. Chen Long let Wen Shu go, stretched out his hand to fish, as long as he grabbed Wen Shu's weapon, it was expected that these two swordsmen would not have the face to continue to entangle.

The ring-headed sword slowly fell, and Long Chen thought that he had grabbed it with his hand, but he grabbed it violently. The hilt of the sword bounced up in the void incredibly, driving the sword body to sweep over with a loud bang, and the sword blade with a cold light instantly reached Long Chen's throat.

Chen Long was so frightened that his brain didn't have time to react. Subconsciously raise your hand to block. Hearing a loud bang, the ring-headed sword slammed into Long Chen's left arm. Chen Long dodged and retreated sharply, stretched out his hand to touch his neck, and found that there was a thin blood mark, which should have been injured by sword qi, but fortunately, the flesh was extremely shallow, thanks to the iron whip caged in his sleeve just now to save his life. Chen Long was shocked, slowly pulled out the iron whip in his sleeve with his right hand, raised it and pointed at Wen Shu.

The ring-headed sword that should have fallen to the ground returned to Wen Shu's palm again, Wen Shu didn't expect that this sword actually failed to kill Chen Long, and he didn't even take off his arm. With a snort, the Huanshou Sword left his hand again, but this time it was a few sword dances in the air, and the Huanshou Sword flew back to Wen Shu's hand like a butterfly flying in the air. Wen Shu's right hand froze, and he proudly pointed his sword at Long Chen, smiling provocatively.

Chen Long's eyes were solemn, and his heart suddenly realized that this was Wen Shu's secret and unannounced stunt. It turned out that there were tough silk threads at the end of the ring head sword that were connected to Wen Shu's fingers, so that Wen Shu could control the flying sword that he had escaped, and if it wasn't for Chen Long's alertness this time, I am afraid that he would have returned to the world before he crossed over.

I only heard Wen Shu say slowly: "What a Zhen Dong, between the ring of my first sword and the wrist, there is a silk thread spit out by a thousand-year-old silkworm mother, which is very tough, and it is difficult to cut ordinary swords, which also makes me have a set of methods for controlling the sword in the air." Do you dare to pick me up and try a few tricks?"

Chen Long took a few deep breaths, his heartbeat calmed down, and he smiled: "Second Sword Master, do you see if this is the case, if I take your flying sword, I will stop it today, right?"

Wen Shu nodded and said, "If I can't defeat you, I'll naturally leave." The ring-headed sword suddenly flew into the air, and as his wrist shook slightly, the flying sword drew an incredible sword circle above his head, and if it weren't for the reflection of the sun, he wouldn't have been able to see the silk thread clearly. Long Chen couldn't help but be alert, if he encountered such a flying sword in the dark night, it was better to find a way to escape immediately.

Long Chen stared at the tip of the ring-headed sword, holding his breath and holding his whip in waiting. Flying swords can attack at any point, and strange landing points are inevitable.

The sword qi danced wildly in the air, hitting the iron whip as if it was substantial, Chen Long's iron whip flew up and down, protecting him in front of him, but his eyes did not leave the ring-headed sword in the air.

When the ring head sword turned a hundred times, the speed had reached the extreme, and the top of Wen Shu's head was like a halo shining, and a white electric light quickly emitted and rushed straight to Chen Longmian's door.

The tip of the Xueliang sword appeared in front of Long Chen's eyes, the speed was so fast that it surpassed perception, and Long Chen's iron whip retracted, following the shortest route, and smashed directly into the tip of the sword.

Seeing that the distance between the iron whip and the tip of the sword was no more than an inch, if it was hit, the flying sword in the air would definitely not be able to withstand the weight of the iron whip. The flying sword flying in the air suddenly paused with great skill, and Long Chen's iron whip smashed into the air, and the tip of the sword took advantage of this to dodge the iron whip and stabbed at Long Chen's door again.

This sword was too weird, and Long Chen couldn't whip the Savior back before he realized that the magic of the Wenshu Silk Thread Imperial Sword was endless. This sword must be the exquisite control of Wen Shu at the end of the silk thread, and the use of the silk thread to raise the sword body has this amazing sword body.

At this moment, the tip of the ring head sword passed through the iron whip defense, Chen Long didn't have time to whip back to save himself, so he had to lean back on his waist, an iron plate bridge, the long sword grazed the tip of Chen Long's nose and pierced it, and a cold went straight through Chen Long's brain, and this Wen Shu's internal force was really feminine.

Wen Shu felt the long sword pierce the air, his wrist flicked, and the flying sword immediately chased after Chen Long to cut down the door, Chen Long stuck to the ground and a lazy donkey rolled eighteen times, which was able to dodge the blade, and the long sword was slashed on the stones on the ground, and then it was recovered and returned to Wen Shu's hands.

Chen Long stood up in embarrassment from a long distance, only to know that Wen Shufei's sword was powerful. Fortunately, I haven't completely lost my underwear, so I'm nervous about countermeasures while concentrating on vigilance.

The first flying sword is guided by silk, and it is impossible to cut it. Chen Long put his internal strength in his eyes, and went all out to look at Wen Shu's wrist, and sure enough, he found a silk thread that seemed to be nothing, shaking with the light and shadow, flickering and dimming. Following the silk thread to find it, Chen Long really saw some clues, but the flying sword speed was too fast, and trying to grasp the position of the silk thread was like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Chen Long's mind was tumbling and thinking about the strategy, the flying sword had been pointed again, it seemed to attack the chest, but the final landing point was unknown. Chen Long's eyes froze, his body twisted sideways, and he ran away.

Under the control of Wen Shu, the long sword chased after Chen Long like a shadow, Chen Long ran without hesitation, but the route was around Wen Shu, Wen Shu sneered slightly, the silk thread was thrown away and straightened, and he effortlessly controlled the long sword to chase and kill Chen Long, as if the grassland hunter was simply setting a runaway galloping horse.

How fast the long sword was picked, in the blink of an eye, the long sword had already reached behind Chen Long, and the sword qi aroused goosebumps on the back of Chen Long's neck, and he was about to cut off Chen Long's head, when suddenly Chen Long fell, as if he had tripped over a stone, and fell to the ground without warning, but his right arm raised the iron whip high, just behind the hilt of the ring head.

The silk thread behind the ring head sword was instantly wrapped up layer by layer on the iron whip, and finally completely wrapped around the whip body, and the sword body hit the whip body with a bang, and the speed was completely reduced, and the softness hung down along the whip body.

Wen Shugang screamed badly, and hurriedly pulled the silk thread back, but unexpectedly, a strong force attacked, and he was almost pulled up, and when he looked up, it turned out to be Chen Long's iron whip in his left hand and his right hand around the sword, and he was smiling and smiling at Wen Shu's tug-of-war competition.

Wen Shu's movements froze, his face sank, his face was gray, and he stared at Long Chen angrily, no longer using his luck to control the sword. Only then did the disciples understand, sighed, and applauded.

Long Chen rubbed the iron whip with the ring-headed sword, and a cloud of sparks immediately burst out in the air. Long Chen laughed and said, "Good sword, good sword!" Wenshu Sword Master, the disciple was lucky. As he spoke, he threw the long sword in his hand and came to Wen Shu.

Wen Shu took it with his hand, his face was ugly, but there was really no reason and no face to fight again, holding the sword and saying coldly: "This....... That's the end of today's discussion, I still have something to do with the sword master, so don't leave it at that. After saying that, he turned his head and left, and several of his subordinates hurriedly followed, leading the horses towards the back of Biluo Palace. Chen Long didn't stop them, let them leave, and called out carefully: "Disciples, let's all disperse!" ”

Looking at Wen Shu's departing back, Long Chen frowned and wiped the cold sweat oozing from his forehead. If it weren't for luck today, he would have been beheaded by Wen Shu, and everything would have come to naught. For the first time, Long Chen regretted that he and Gongsun Baoyue were easily in danger, and in order to find out the mastermind behind the scenes, was the price too great? If the sword master behind the Nanlin Sword Sect makes a move, will he be able to handle it?

But since he has persisted until now, there is no reason to give up halfway, Chen Long looked at the iron whip in his hand, this iron whip was originally Cao Chun's thing, but it was repeatedly used by himself to save his life at critical moments, Chen Long felt absurd in his heart, the wonder of the world, who can say clearly? Wen Shu is gone, and the waves behind him will inevitably get bigger and bigger, until the world is unified, I am afraid that the ambitions of many heroes can be suppressed.

Find out what happens next, and listen to the next breakdown.