"No name?"

"Nameless!"

Thousands of people asked, "No name?" ”

"Why do you need a name?"

"Some swordsmen, shuriken's reputation is greater than their own, and some swordsmen, many people who only remember him, know that he is a good swordsman only by hearing his name, but do not know the name of his sword."

"There are so many people in the world who sell their fame and reputation, and they rely on foreign things to become famous, and they don't take it."

In the martial arts world, most peerless swordsmen such as Ye Gucheng, Ximen Blowing Snow, Xie Xiaofeng, Dugu Seeking Defeat, etc., very few people know the name of the sword in their hands, because the value of a good sword has not reached an extremely critical point.

In the cultivation realm, magic weapons are very valuable, and they may play a decisive role in the victory or defeat of life and death, and the importance cannot be generalized with the weapons in martial arts.

Of course, Chen Jun knew that his words were quite biased, but in a group of devils' nests, in the face of the big guys of the Demon Gate, he was shocking and unconventional, and it really didn't attract people to be shocked.

Hum~

The Sanmiao Fairy on the side sneered, his eyes swept over the long sword on the table that was covered by chaos, even if it was a mocking tone, his voice was still soft: "A nameless mortal sword was actually said by you a little crooked, I see you are like that swordsman, arrogant, I don't know the height of the sky, and the light and fire dare to compete with the magic weapon." ”

Chen Jun said lightly: "How can it not be compared?" Excalibur is self-obscure, why is it not a magic weapon? Why can't you win over the magic weapon? How do you know if you don't give it a try? ”

Zheng Zheng ~ Zheng Zheng ~

It seemed that as Chen Jun defended this sword, this long sword, which was known as the blade of the mortal world, trembled lightly with excitement, and was excitedly active, and the sword body emitted a clear light like a flood of autumn water, and each clear light was dazzling, completely suppressing the light of the chaotic sword on the side.

And when the last sentence was completed, the body of the long sword suddenly erupted with an incomparably sharp sword intent, like a silver-white horse training towards the Sanmiao Fairy on Chen Jun's right hand.

This skill was extremely fast, and there was no time to react in everyone's jaw-dropping, but as the Sanmiao Fairy slammed the table, the sword qi shattered.

Obviously, the Sanmiao Fairy didn't expect the scene just now, although the sword intent that was smashed afterwards was not discovered, it seemed that she was incompetent.

At this moment, her silver face was covered with cold frost, and her eyes were cold looking at this young man nearby, if it weren't for the hand that was blocking the Ghost King Sect by her side, she would have already fought at this moment.

"How?" Chen Jun asked.

The Ghost King Sect's gaze swept the long sword on the table, flashed a flash of hot eyes, and said with a smile: "It's because we have seen it, this sword is very spiritual, even if it is a Nine Heavens Divine Soldier, it is far inferior, it can be called a spirit sword, and the sword contains clear spiritual mysteries, and it is not an extravagant hope to become a peerless treasure with its potential in time." ”

"Brother Wan has a lot of knowledge, what about you?" He turned his gaze and looked at the two old poison gods and the three wonderful fairies on the left and right.

Ten thousand people were shocked, he didn't expect that he had just defused his provocation, and then he asked again, is it really when they don't have anger?

Xiao Yicai's pupils shrank, and he found that Senior Brother Chen's crazy actions at this moment were similar to the humble and polite image of the city government when they first met.

What kind of medicine is bought in this gourd?

Although he didn't know it clearly, he held the long sword in his hand, and he had already made the idea of taking advantage of the chaos to kill him.

"Arrogant boy, you are looking for death!"

As soon as the three Miao Fairy Silver Teeth drank, even the look in the eyes of the old poison god of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect on the left who looked at Chen Jun flashed a little sharp.

Their tolerance does not mean regression, but they don't want to lower their status and fight with juniors.

"Master~"

A soul-wrenching voice tactfully, Jin Bottle's beautiful eyes flashed: "It's better to let the disciple go out, when the bottle was looking for a blade, he could be injured in South Vietnam with a sword, the original ruthlessness, the disciple can still remember it." ”

"The junior's battle needs the junior, so why is the status low?" Thousands of people went to persuade him.

"No flames." The old poison god's eyes swept away, "You also go out and see this swordsman's mastery moves." ”

"Yes!"

The face behind the old poison god was like a crown of jade, and the young man with an elegant bearing nodded slightly, turned his eyes sideways, and showed a harmless and apologetic smile.

If he didn't know that he was from the Demon Sect Ten Thousand Poison Sect, maybe many people would have been deceived by this smile, but the Ten Thousand Poison Sect is the most insidious and vicious sect in the Demon Sect, and people can not know how to die, and almost everyone dare not despise the people of this sect.

Chen Jun glanced at Qin Wuyan of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect, and the Golden Bottle of the Hehuan Sect, these two people are the leaders of the Demon Gate in the future, if the ghost power incarnated by Zhang Xiaofan is still there, then the three sons of the Demon Gate will be ready.

"Since there are two of you, fortunately, you can come too." Chen Jun's eyes pointed to the man Qinglong who was standing behind him.

"Me?" Qinglong looked stunned and pointed at himself, unable to believe it.

"Then satisfy him, just try to compete." Wan Xiang smiled, and was very curious about how deep the person in front of him was, whether it was a silver-like pewter gun head, a fake trick that he couldn't practice.

"Childe, the bottle is offended."

As soon as the sound fell, almost at the same time as the exit, a purple lightning bolt slashed towards Chen Jun's body, and suddenly, a lightning-like burst of lightning, almost making it difficult to dodge.

On the other side, Qinglong stood indifferently behind ten thousand people, as if he didn't want to do this sneak attack, Qin Wuyan's footsteps only took a slight step, and his hand was on his cuff.

The sharp blade broke through the air and roared, and the purple blade in the hand of the golden bottle slashed down from top to bottom, and a purple gas on the blade was like mist, and the sword light carried a rich yin aura, slashing through the air, forming a layer of faint ice crystals.

When he was in the South Yue Kingdom, Jin Zhu'er was seriously injured, but now a year has passed, and his injuries have completely recovered, and his attack is almost not inferior to the strongest under the head of the Qingyunmen faction.

The cold light flickered, but Chen Jun's figure did not move at all, only a pop was heard, and the figure in front of him had entered a dream bubble and cracked, and at the same time, the long sword on the table disappeared.

Call!

A bolt of lightning galloped in reverse, shooting straight at the bladed divine weapon in the hand of the golden bottle.

Clang.

Gold and iron struck, and waves of fluctuations spread to the surroundings, Rao is thousands of people, the old poison god and other demon masters suppressed, and the wine in the wine glass on the table in front of him also slowly rippled.

Ten thousand people spoke lightly: "If you want to fight, don't fight here, Qinglong, you can shoot." ”

Bang!!

Suddenly, there was an agitated whisper, and the chaotic sword on the table seemed to fly out like a dragon, cutting the entire space in half and stabbing sharply at the edge of the table.

The divine soldier flew and stabbed, Chen Jun raised his eyebrows, revealing a bit of solemnity, and with a backhand sword, his body shot out backwards like a big bird, and flew out of the treasure ship.

In mid-air, a purple light and a white light chased left and right, cutting through the sky, and Qin Wuyan was footsteps slowly, standing proudly on the bow of the boat, wearing a purple and gold robe, looking at the three fighting figures in the center of the lake with a smile.