The Song valve is an orthodox Han family, and the decoration and arrangement of its mansion is also the essence of the Jiangnan garden, and the lotus pond flower garden in the courtyard can be seen everywhere.

Under the leadership of the two brothers, Song Zhi and Song Lu, Zhou Chen continued to walk along a curved corridor towards the depths of the Song Mansion.

Looking at the left and right, the green shade is all over the garden, the clear spring is trickling, the scenery is different at every step, and the artistic conception is peculiar.

At the end of the corridor lies a hexagonal stone pavilion, which happens to be the center of the lotus pond, which is connected by a stone bridge to the cloister that surrounds the courtyard.

From afar, you can faintly see the other courtyard at the end of the stone bridge, in which the ancient trees are towering and lush, showing endless vitality.

Following Song Zhi and Song Lu through the stone pavilion, over the bridge and corridor, Zhou Chen walked into the vibrant courtyard.

As soon as he passed through the courtyard gate, Zhou Chendang felt that his eyes suddenly opened up, and at the end of the courtyard was a magnificent and huge wooden building.

An old locust tree more than ten feet tall stands in the center of the courtyard, and the dense and vigorous canopy envelops the entire courtyard like an umbrella.

Pale golden sunlight casts dappled light and shadow through the branches of the locust trees, dotting the magnificent wooden house, forming a poetic scene.

Looking forward through the stout old locust tree, Zhou Chen saw a plaque hanging on the top of the wooden building, with the three seal characters of 'Grinding Knife Hall' written on it.

Just looking at it from a distance, Zhou Chen felt the fierceness and horror of the sword intent contained in the plaque, which was even more powerful than the word Song Mansion outside the mansion.

After glancing deeply at the plaque, Zhou Chen followed Song Zhi and Song Lu brothers up the white stone stairs in front of the hall and walked towards the Knife Grinding Hall.

In this huge knife grinding hall, a person stands in the center of the hall with his back to the door.

He didn't have any weapons on his body, his body was as tall as a pine, he was dressed in a blue and blue hanging robe, his black hair was tied in a bun in red on the top of his head, and his hands were behind his back, and he was as majestic as a mountain.

Although he had never seen the outline of the person's facial features, Zhou Chen immediately felt a powerful spirit that was invincible and looked down on the world.

Looking around, on the walls on both sides of the knife grinding hall, there are more than ten blades with different shapes, all of which are rare swords in the world.

On the deepest wall of the hall is an inverted cone-shaped boulder that looks like a stalagmite, dark and deep.

On the inverted cone-shaped boulder are engraved the names of the pinnacles of the world, which adds a very oppressive power to this grinding hall.

"Big brother!"

Song Zhi and Song Lu took two steps forward, and saluted at the figure in unison.

That person is the most powerful swordsman in the world today, one of the few great martial arts masters, Heavenly Sword Song Que.

For this kind of existence, Zhou Chen also gave full respect, only to see him bow down and say: "After the end of the school, I entered Zhou Chen, and I have seen the Song lord!" ”

After the words in Zhou Chen's mouth completely fell, Song Que slowly turned around.

It was a handsome face without the slightest blemish, a pair of eyes that shone like jewels and radiant under the thick eyebrows, a broad forehead that showed wisdom beyond ordinary people, and a melancholy expression that could move anyone in silence, but made people feel that the depth of the emotion was elusive.

Song Que added frost to his temples, but he did not have the slightest sign of aging, but added to him the aristocratic style of a high-ranking lord and the demeanor of a Confucian scholar.

However, his strong momentum of the Yuanting Yue Zhi can't help but be daunting and unattainable.

Song Que was an inch taller than Zhou Chen, and his indifferent gaze swept by, and Zhou Chen felt a sharp touch like a blade applied on his body.

However, Zhou Chen did not have the slightest fear, he stood up, raised his head and looked directly into Song Que's eyes, without limiting his decline at all.

The two sides stared at each other for a moment, and Song Que's gaze gradually moved to the gilded embroidered spring knife on Zhou Chen's waist, and he said loudly: "You use a knife?!" ”

"Yes, I did use a knife in the next place."

Zhou Chen's eyes were blazing, and he nodded without hesitation in admitting it.

"Take a look!"

Song Que continued to speak out in a simple and clear voice.

The visions that happened last night had already left a very deep impression on Song Que's heart, and now that the initiator was in front of him, and he was also a swordsman, he was naturally quite a bit of a hunter.

It's a pity that what Song Que didn't know was that the reason why Zhou Chen wore this gilded embroidered spring knife with him was because this knife was a symbol of his power and majesty.

Although Zhou Chen had practiced swordsmanship, he had never considered himself a pure swordsman.

In Zhou Chen's opinion, a knife is a knife, just a blade in his hand.

It's just that Zhou Chenzhi didn't refuse Song Que's invitation to fight, and he also wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to see what kind of gap existed between himself and the martial arts giants in the Great Grandmaster realm.

"Good!"

Spit out a byte in his mouth, and Zhou Chen raised his hand and slowly pressed it on the handle of the gilded embroidered spring knife.

It seemed to be very slow, but in fact, it was as fast as a meteor and the sword light suddenly flashed through the knife sharpening hall.

Immediately, a purple sword that seemed to have condensed into substance broke out of its sheath and slashed straight towards Song Que.

Facing Song Que, the world's No. 1 Sword Dao Grand Master, Zhou Chen didn't have the slightest intention of staying, so he directly used the sword to slash.

Right now, Zhou Chen's True Qi had been transformed into an even more powerful and terrifying True Yuan, so the power that erupted from his sword drawing and slashing was far beyond what it used to be.

The crimson purple sword was huge, several zhang long, that is, the scale of this knife grinding hall was very grand, and there was no sundries placed in it.

If not, Zhou Chen's knife would directly dismantle the entire knife grinding hall.

Looking at the terrifying sword in front of him, Song Que's eyes couldn't help but flash a look of horror.

With his eyesight, he could instantly see the terrifying power above Zhou Chen's sword gang, which was not worse than the full force of an ordinary martial arts great master.

If you don't take into account the martial arts will of the great grandmaster, the average martial artist who has just entered the realm of the great grandmaster may not be the opponent of the young man in front of him.

However, after all, Song Que was a martial arts giant who had reached the realm of a great grandmaster for many years, so he would naturally not be embarrassed by Zhou Chen's sword.

Even as the footsteps moved forward, a huge and incomparably large momentum immediately burst out from Song Que's body, and the terrifying sword intent burst out.

An invisible but solid air knife instantly condensed and formed, and slashed straight towards Zhou Chen's sword.