There are more than 10,000 swords in the Broken Sword Villa, some are collected swords, and more are ordinary iron swords, but no matter what kind of sword it is, under the attraction of Chu Ming's sword style, it is trembling gently, letting out bursts of low groans, as if it has been called by a mystery, and a stream of sword qi emerges from the Broken Sword Villa, enveloping the entire Broken Sword Villa, making the Broken Sword Villa look like it is permeated in a thin layer of mist from a distance.

After all, the sword qi is used to kill people, not a good thing, the Broken Sword Villa is almost overwhelmed by the sword qi, which causes everyone in the Broken Sword Villa to feel uncomfortable, everyone feels that there are countless small knives cutting their own skin, people with strong internal force, release a little internal force, they can resist these sword qi, after all, Chu Ming has no intention of killing, these sword qi are not very sharp, but those ordinary blacksmiths and slaves who have no internal force are really miserable, They don't have any internal strength to cultivate, at this time they can only suffer in the sword qi, the sword qi separates the skin of their whole body into incomparably small openings, and the blood begins to spread on their bodies, such pain is not so violent, but bursts of continuous stinging pain, many people can only endure it, and then endure it, they don't know why this happened, and they don't know how long these sword qi will last.

Everyone closed their eyes in pain, and the sword qi was constantly cutting the eyelids of these people, but it would not stab their eyeballs, but Chu Ming, who was casting a sword style on the old sword saint, did not notice this at all, the things in the entire Broken Sword Villa were being devastated, the window paper was punctured, the porcelain was cut out of small wounds, and even some porcelain began to shatter, not only porcelain, almost everything in the Broken Sword Villa was slowly being cut.

"Who dares to be presumptuous in my Broken Sword Villa! Are you tired of being crooked? At this moment, a violent voice came out in the Broken Sword Villa, Chu Ming, who had already cast the sword twenty, was interrupted, and hurriedly stopped, as Chu Ming's movements stopped, the ten thousand swords in the Broken Sword Villa were not whispering, and there were no more bursts of sword qi being released, everything in the Broken Sword Villa returned to its original appearance, but the servants were still not lightly injured, and many servants' skin was cut through countless tiny cuts, and the whole person looked as if they were bloody.

With this loud shout, a big man carrying a giant sword with a length of more than one and a half meters and a thick door panel rushed out in the Broken Sword Villa with light skills, and rushed to Chu Ming, without saying a word, he pointed at Chu Ming with the giant sword in his hand, Chu Ming's face turned cold all of a sudden, he didn't know what he had done, but the feeling of being pointed at with a weapon, Chu Ming really didn't like it, he didn't like it at all.

"Bastard, it turns out that your turtle grandson is here to make trouble, what are you going to do? Are you going to wage war against my Broken Sword Villa? Dahan didn't say a word, and then scolded Chu Ming, Chu Ming's eyes became even colder after listening to Dahan's words, if Dahan didn't explain it to Chu Ming clearly, Chu Ming would definitely stuff Dahan's head into his own **.

"Xiao Shanzi, you step down" At this time, the old sword saint who was not speaking on the side spoke, and the big man called Xiao Shanzi was stunned for a moment after hearing the old sword saint's words before reacting, he didn't notice the existence of the old sword saint just now.

"Yes, old ancestor, Xiao Shanzi will retreat, but this bastard kid actually wantonly destroyed my Broken Sword Villa, and I hope that the old ancestor will capture him, so as not to let the people of the rivers and lakes look down on my Broken Sword Villa!" Xiao Shanzi, who is carrying the giant sword, is the direct great-great-grandson of the old sword saint, in terms of martial arts and swordsmanship, it is the second in the Broken Sword Villa, second only to the existence of the old sword saint, no wonder Xiao Shanzi will be the first to jump out, but although Xiao Shanzi's martial arts and swordsmanship are second only to the old sword saint, he is still not in the stream, and the old sword saint is more than 109,000 miles away, and he is not ranked at all in the rivers and lakes.

"Get out" The old sword saint was too lazy to talk nonsense with his own uncompetitive great-grandson, and directly spit out a rolling word, Xiao Shanzi had no choice but to close his mouth, and then flashed to the side, quietly waiting for the old sword saint to make a move against Chu Ming.

"Sword Saint senior, why is this?" Chu Ming's eyes were a little cold and pointed at Xiao Shanzi and asked the old sword saint, if he couldn't give Chu Ming a reasonable explanation, even if it was the face of the old sword saint, Chu Ming might not give it, he slaughtered Xiao Shanzi in front of the old sword saint, Chu Ming was confident that he still had this strength, Chu Ming didn't believe it, the old sword saint would use sword twenty-three to deal with himself for a guy like Xiao Shanzi, sword twenty-three ignored the flesh and killed the original god directly, Chu Ming couldn't bear it, but sword twenty-two, Chu Ming asked himself if the demon body was fully open, I can still carry a sword.

"You really don't know why?" The old sword saint smiled at Chu Ming and asked, "The juniors don't know, please ask the seniors to solve their doubts" Chu Ming said to the old sword saint, "Hahahaha, it seems that your swordsmanship practice is still not at home, ten years to be able to cultivate the sword style to a realm like yours, you are already a genius, even if you want to compare with the old man, you are not the same, but you are still too anxious, when you practiced my sword style, you also practiced another extremely profound sword technique, causing you to not even notice it, when you used my sword style just now, Mixed with the mysteries of other swordsmanship, if my eyes are not blind, the other swordsmanship you practice should be the sword in the rivers and lakes 'Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect'" The old sword saint said to Chu Ming, Chu Ming knew that things were a little troublesome as soon as he heard the old sword saint say 'Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect', and this kind of thing can't be relied on.

"It's still the foresight of the seniors, the younger generations have indeed cultivated the Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect, but unfortunately, the cultivation is not yet home, and it is embarrassing" Chu Ming said to the old Sword Saint arch, "That's right, that's right, when you used my sword style just now, it was mixed with the mystery of the Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect, which triggered the echo of the ten thousand swords in my Broken Sword Villa, and a vast sword qi shrouded my Broken Sword Villa, you yourself were addicted to the sword style just now, and you didn't notice it, but fortunately, there was not much killing intent in your sword style, and the sword qi was still peaceful, Otherwise, I'm afraid that my Broken Sword Villa has been destroyed by your Ten Thousand Swords Returning Sect," the old sword saint said to Chu Ming, "Huh? Chu Ming was stunned, he didn't expect things to be like this, at this time, a group of slaves and craftsmen of the Broken Sword Villa who were all covered in blood ran out, and it seemed to confirm what the old sword saint said.

"This, this, how is this good?" After Chu Ming saw those people covered in blood, he immediately understood that he had indeed done something wrong, since he had done something wrong, he had to make up for it, "Hmph, boy, I don't care what sect you are, you provoked the head of the Broken Sword Villa, if you don't kill you, you should be giving your master face, don't you have the sword spectrum of ten thousand swords returning to the sect in your hand?" Take it out, even if it is to make amends" At this time, the old sword saint had not yet spoken, Xiao Shanzi couldn't help but face Chu Ming's river, in Xiao Shanzi's eyes were full of greed, at this time, Xiao Shanzi's eyes looked at Chu Ming like a hungry dog seeing a big pile of fresh.

"Shut up!" The old sword master drank it towards Xiao Shanzi, and then with a wave of his sleeve, an internal force hit him directly, directly hitting Xiao Shanzi's face, "Wow! Xiao Shanzi screamed, half of his face was swollen, and then flew out, "Shameful things, Lao Tzu's sword style is no worse than ten thousand swords returning to the sect, especially sword twenty-three, it is definitely far beyond ten thousand swords returning to the sect, you can't learn the things of your own ancestors, and you go to learn other people's things, just you pigs, throw the sword spectrum of ten thousand swords and return to the sect in your face, you can't learn it, get out of me, how many more words, Lao Tzu cut you this embarrassing thing!" The old sword saint finally broke out, and yelled at Xiao Shanzi, who saw that the old sword saint was angry, and hurriedly shut up.

"Sword Saint seniors, no matter what, it's all the fault of the juniors, after all, it has brought losses to the villa, and so many people have been injured, it should be compensated, it should be" Chu Ming finished speaking, took out a stack of thick silver tickets in his sleeve and handed them to the old sword saint, the old sword saint looked at these silver tickets, good guy, there are one million taels of silver, which is comparable to the turnover of the Broken Sword Villa for several years, this is a huge amount of money, and it can't cost the Broken Sword Villa to be dismantled.

"Old Ancestor, Old Ancestor" At this time, the owner of the Broken Sword Villa also rushed out with a sword, looking like he was desperately looking for Chu Ming, "Okay, the matter is over, just now it was me and this little friend who accidentally caused the sword intent, it's okay, these are the compensation of the little friend" The old sword saint said to the owner of the Broken Sword Villa, and then handed over the one million taels of silver tickets in his hand to the owner of the Broken Sword Villa, the owner's eyes straightened when he saw these silver tickets, and he didn't mention the words of fighting with Chu Ming anymore, one million taels of silver, Chu Ming took out this million taels of silver, even if Chu Ming demolished the Broken Sword Villa, there would be no problem.

Looking at the obsessed look on the face of the owner of the Broken Sword Villa, the old sword saint sighed, his children and grandchildren are not angry, they like gold and silver things, and no one inherits the swordsmanship of his body, which makes the old sword saint very worried.

"Little friend, let's continue, just now you have cast Sword Twenty, go on" The old Sword Saint said, "Okay, this time the juniors must pay attention, and strive not to cause the sword qi in the villa again" Chu Ming said to the old Sword Saint with a withered branch, and then Chu Ming began to cast Sword Twenty-One and Sword Twenty-two, but after the Old Sword Saint saw it, his brows furrowed, just now, he felt that the Sword Nineteen and Sword Twenty that Chu Ming cast had nothing to show and had no connotation, and now the Sword Twenty-one and Sword Twenty-two cast by Chu Ming were even more so, However, in ten years, Chu Ming can display the sword style from sword one to sword twenty-two, which is already very, very remarkable, the descendants of the old sword saint who are dozens of years old, under the teaching of the old sword saint, the strongest Xiaoshanzi has only cultivated to the thirteenth of the sword, and the rest is not to mention, the old sword saint's skull hurts when he mentions it, because he feels that a pig is smarter than his descendants.

However, all the people in the Broken Sword Villa didn't notice that in the sword mound of the Broken Sword Villa, in the largest sword casting pool, because of the influence of Chu Ming's sword intent just now, more than a dozen Broken Sword Villas that were about to take shape had spent a lot of effort, and the divine weapons of great effort began to melt one after another, and then all the melted molten iron began to coalesce, and a huge sword embryo was gradually taking shape.

"Senior, it's ugly" After Chu Ming finished casting the sword twenty-two deduced by artificial intelligence, he said to the old sword saint, the old sword saint fell into deep thought, as for the rest of the people in the Broken Sword Villa, they were discussing how to distribute the one million taels of silver given by Chu Ming, and several people even began to blow their beards and stare at them because of some small shares, if it weren't for Chu Ming, an outsider, at this time, the old sword saint would have returned these descendants of his own to the furnace to rebuild, it was just too embarrassing.

"How can I say it, your sword style starts from Sword Nineteen to Sword Twenty-two, but it is just a superficial appearance, you don't fully comprehend it, just like the cat and the tiger, just a virtual shell, but anyway, it is indeed what Sword Nineteen and Sword Twenty-two should look like, and if you give you some time, I think you will be able to understand it" The old Sword Saint touched his long beard at this time and said to Chu Ming, the current old Sword Saint is also very difficult, whether Sword Twenty-Three should be taught to Chu Ming?

(End of chapter)