The cold is better, a few days ago it was really uncomfortable to update less, today three more is compensation, thank you brothers for your understanding and support. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

......

"Chen Wenyuan, Wang Yante is here to take your dog's life!"

As a brilliant sword light lit up, Wang Yan's body flew towards Chen Wenyuan who was not far away.

After leaving Shanxia Village, Wang Yan carefully interrogated the two ghosts of the Zhou family, and after knowing that there were no other masters in the Gongsun Mansion except for Chen Wenyuan, he did not have the slightest trick to enter Mingkang Town, and then went straight to the Gongsun Mansion, all the way, but he did not leave any black water thieves, so he killed the back house.

Although it was only a few dozen breaths before and after this fight, Wang Yan's sword had already lost nearly a hundred souls, the weight of blood and qi on his body, the strength of his killing intent, and the sword momentum had already accumulated to the peak, and his determination was extremely strong.

Chen Wenyuan didn't expect that it was really Wang Yan who came to the door, his face changed, and a sneer finally appeared on his face, although Chen Wenyuan was known as a poison-hearted scholar, acting calmly and wisely, but after all, he was the title master of the gestation period, with the dignity of being a martial artist, and was shouted and killed in front of him by the juniors of the Tongmai period, if he didn't dare to deal with it head-on, how would he deal with himself after the general went out?

"Since you want to seek death, I will fulfill you!"

Before the words fell, Chen Wen hiked a little, and the whole person swept through the miserable night like a black line, and went straight towards Wang Yan, who was flying over.

Wang Yan's figure was fast enough, but Chen Wenyuan was faster, the two walked down in each other's directions, but between breaths, the distance of tens of meters was flickering, and after the blink of an eye, the sand in Wang Yan's hand was shocked, and four or five sword lights appeared when he landed, and he went towards Chen Wenyuan, who was galloping.

"Sword light differentiation? It turns out that you have become a real swordsman, no wonder you dare to come to the door, but so what?! ”

Sword light differentiation is almost the signature sword skill of a swordsman, but anyone who can use this sword skill can be regarded as a real swordsman, a swordsman in the Tongmai period is much stronger than an ordinary Tongmai stage martial artist, but in Chen Wenyuan's eyes, there is no difference, because he is a title master!

While speaking, Chen Wenyuan stepped on his feet, Wang Yan saw that Chen Wenyuan's figure was fluttering, and he actually pulled out several afterimages, and between the virtual and real figures, Wang Yan's left ear moved, and he heard the strong wind of hunting coming, but it was Chen Wenyuan who avoided the sword light, and unconsciously flashed to his left side, and a judge's pen pointed at his ribs.

Wang Yan didn't want to think about it, he just turned around and swept the sword, but he didn't want Judge Chen Wenyuan to put away the pen immediately, and his body flashed again, and Wang Yan immediately heard a strong wind howling behind him.

"Phew!"

Wang Yan snorted lightly, his feet were staggered, and his body swirled like a fallen leaf in the autumn wind with the power of twisting his body, and the sword light in his hand took advantage of the momentum to swing away, and the mighty sword light struck out towards his body, protecting his body impenetrable.

Ding Ding Ding...

Only listened to the sound of several consecutive gold and iron strikes, but Chen Wenyuan did not avoid the move this time, the judge's pen in his hand rushed out, and between the shadows of the heavy pen, the judge's pen was on the sword blade of the falling sand several times in a row, and he saw that the sword light dissipated when he landed, and the falling sand shook lightly.

"But that's it."

Chen Wenyuan smiled coldly, turned around in his hand, and the judge's pen immediately pointed at Wang Yan again like a storm, Wang Yan saw this gaze, it was the first time he had encountered such a strong opponent, Chen Wenyuan completely suppressed him from internal strength, light skills, and martial arts, he could neither rely on the subtle flashing of his body to find opportunities, nor could he win with the help of swordsmanship, and Chen Wenyuan obviously had a deep understanding of the way of virtual and real change, if it weren't for Wang Yan's understanding of the way of virtual reality, Otherwise, this move just now would not be as simple as simply being broken by the sword light. If this state of affairs continues, he will only be defeated.

As soon as he thought of this, a trace of determination flashed in Wang Yan's eyes, and then the sword intent in his body soared into the sky, and while the horizontal sword was in front of him as a support, he stepped on it under his feet, and the whole person was soaring up.

Trample.

Wang Yan jumped up, and then volleyed in the air to borrow strength, and jumped several meters high between his feet, and then stepped on it, and then he saw him volley a circle, his body was reversed in the air, and the sword blade of Luosha went straight down, and the next moment, he saw that his waist was twisted hard, and the whole person was spinning rapidly, but he used the sword that killed Shanbo before with the momentum of the galaxy hanging upside down.

It's just that the sword momentum is extremely strong when it flies upside down in the air, but once the other party takes over the sword move, there is nowhere to borrow the strength of the whole body, there is no two or three breaths of turn, it is difficult to reorganize the sword momentum, but the master duel between life and death is between the line, how can Chen Wenyuan give him two or three breaths of time?

Sure enough, feeling the sword intent emanating from Wang Yan's body, Chen Wenyuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and then he took a sharp breath, and between the steps under his feet, his body was rushing back and forth between square inches, pulling out the remnant of the Dao Dao, and the judge pen in his hand rushed up like a meteor.

Guidance!

This trick is one of Chen Wenyuan's self-created tricks at the bottom of the box, which combines the brushwork with the body method, the virtual and real changes as the god, the body as the body, and the brushwork as the use, this trick will be used, between the virtual and the real is as if seven or eight Chen Wenyuan made a move at the same time, and the judge's pen in his hand is drawn out of nearly a hundred virtual shadows, which is really incomparable, and the momentum is amazing.

Chen Wenyuan saw that Wang Yan used a trick, and this trick was in great trouble, so he used his own trick to face it head-on, and what he did was to break Wang Yan's trick and take advantage of the situation to seize the opportunity to win.

Facing the starry hundred-fold shadow of the brush, the sword blade in Wang Yan's hand was like a fish in a net, but seeing that the two were about to intersect, the sand in Wang Yan's hand was shocked, and the Dao sword light quickly appeared, but between breaths, twelve rotating sword lights were born, six of which were virtual and six real, and the same virtual and real were difficult to distinguish, and the real sword blade was hidden in it.

Wang Yan's sword is also mysterious and unprovoked, but Chen Wenyuan is a master of the title after all, far from being comparable to Shanbo and the hundred-faced ghost, under the two tricks, although Chen Wenyuan's heavy pen shadow was broken, but Wang Yan's sword light was also broken out of the void, and in the blink of an eye, only six of the twelve sword lights remained.

Immediately after, only to hear a series of five sounds of gold and iron clashing, and five sword lights were broken, Wang Yan's hidden sword blade showed traces, Chen Wenyuan smiled coldly when he saw this, and shouted: "Die!" ”

Before the words fell, Chen Wenyuan's figure stopped, and the virtual shadow of the Dao body dispersed, and at the same time, the momentum of the judge's pen like a storm suddenly stopped, and between the dissipation of the heavy pen shadows, Chen Wenyuan raised his breath again, and saw that the tip of his pen was actually lit up with a faint green mang, but he didn't expect that this Chen Wenyuan actually condensed the means that the pen mang, which should only be in the Yuan period, even if his mang's mang, which is still very weak, far less horizontal and horizontal than the sword qi of the hate heavenly sword, but with this means, he is worthy of the title of master.

Duh!

The judge's pen broke through the air between the strong winds, and then pointed at the empty space in front of the sword body of Luosha, but in the next moment, only the sound of 'ding' was heard, and the half of the sword blade that Wang Yan had hidden immediately appeared, and the sword blade shook violently, and Wang Yan's tiger mouth exploded and he couldn't hold the sword anymore.

At the moment when the falling sand slipped from Wang Yan's hand, Chen Wenyuan's pen was raised, and the slight green mang pointed straight at Wang Yan's head.