Here we go. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Yuan Lai sat up straight, and he was also very curious about how strong the two most famous and strongest young people of this generation were.

High behind him, there were also dozens of pairs of eyes cast downwards on the black and red pavilion.

And coincidentally, it corresponds to the color of the red and black pavilion...... The clothes of the two people on the stage were also black and red.

Chen Shushu wore the iconic Xuanhei Dao robe of the Northern Sect's disciples, and a wide belt around his waist was painted with dark green lines.

However, Chen Zou from the Southern Sect was very individualistic in that he did not wear the white clothes of the disciples of the Southern Sect, but was dressed in red.

There are many kinds of red clothes in Daqi, and there are crimson red robes, just like Tu Su often wears. There were also pale red, pale pink dresses, which were preferred by the friars. And the red on Chen Zou's body is crimson.

Or blood red, a color that is often reminiscent of blood.

It is said that when Chen Zou Zongheng was very young, he began to go to the ends of the earth with the elders of the Southern Sect to hunt and kill evil monks who were full of sin in the wilderness.

He was definitely the one who had seen the most killings of this generation of young cultivators.

"Chen Shushu has changed weapons?"

There were sharp-eyed people in the audience who were surprised.

Many people noticed this change, and Yuan Lai also looked at it, Chen Shushu was holding a pitch-black iron rod in his hand at this time, but he looked carefully and found that this was not a stick, but a quadrangular prism-shaped thing, the weapon was bladed on all sides, and the ordinary sword was only bladed on both sides, but this one was on four sides.

Yuan Lai immediately thought of the kind of sword used in Western fencing, the one in Chen Shushu's hand was much thicker and harder than that one, and the tip was flat.

"Huh, this is ......" Lu Zhangcha was startled, and after a short thought, he said in surprise: "This is ......"

"Do you recognize?" asked Yuan Lai.

Lu Zhangcha didn't look at him, still looked straight ahead and shook his head, and said, "I can't say my name, I don't know anything about weapons, but I should have seen it, but it should have been many years ago." ”

Behind them, in the pavilion, a group of people sat in chairs and watched.

Lin Jiang Xian, as the host of this place, naturally sat in the middle, and was also stunned when he saw Chen Shushu's weapon at this time, and then turned his head to look at Elder Mu Yi beside him, and asked:

"He Shou Wu?"

As soon as the three words of He Shouwu came out, they immediately attracted a lot of attention.

Mu Yi nodded with a smile, which counted as an acknowledgement.

Lin Jiang Immortal exclaimed, "This sword has actually been repaired?"

"Was it the sword furnace?" someone asked.

Mu Yi smiled faintly and said, "In order to repair this sword, we have spent a lot of money. ”

To be able to make the first sect in the mainland be described as "not a small price", it is conceivable that this cost must be sky-high.

Lin Jiangxian looked at He Shouwu and said with emotion: "At the beginning, this sword killed a lot of people in his hands, and in the end, it was the three of the four realms who shot it to kill it, but this sword was damaged, and I don't want to be able to successfully repair it today, which is really embarrassing." ”

"Definitely. ”

It was ten years ago, an extremely powerful evil cultivator in the north was the troubled party, and the Northern Sect dispatched many people, but they were finally killed, and finally provoked two four realms in the inner courtyard, plus a great cultivator of the four realms who were cultivating in the north, and they worked together to make it ambushed, and this "He Shou Wu" was the blade in his hand!

"Changing weapons in battle, it seems that Chen Shushu still hid his strength before. ”

This is the thought in the hearts of many people, that is, Chen Zou Zongheng on the stage couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and mocked: "Changed the sword?"

Chen Shushu looked at him indifferently, clenched the hilt of He Shouwu's sword, and said, "Are you afraid?"

"Afraid?" Chen Zou was stunned for a moment, and then laughed!

"Okay, I don't care what you change, even if you change the immortal weapon, I don't care, just fight!"

After the young man with cold eyes in his eyes finished speaking, there was no wind around him, his crimson robe flew, and the toothed sword flashed with cold light and jumped out of the robe!

"Poof!"

The palm-wide blade of the sword plunged into the bluestone at his feet. It made the entire battle platform tremble slightly for a moment!

It is conceivable that this sword is more than a thousand catties!

And where the tooth sword fell, the bluestone-paved battle platform was like flesh and blood, spilling blood from its cracks!

Blood? No, no, it doesn't smell like blood, it's just bright red water.

The red water spread, centered on the toothed sword, overflowing outward, and the red water quickly covered the bluestone surface, first coming to Chen Zou's feet, the red water, unhindered his upper shoes, and then spread behind him, until he came to the edge of the battle platform and stopped suddenly.

In the other direction, when the red water came to Chen Shushu's feet, it was blocked by an invisible force.

"As soon as you come up, you play so big......"

Chen Shushu snorted in a low voice, and a vague scene suddenly appeared around him, the scene loomed, and ordinary people would only think that it was some strange colors and lines, but they could not detect anything else.

The colors are black and purple, very light, but very freehand.

Yuan Lai's eyes in the audience suddenly flashed, he had comprehended Wu Sheng's painting, and at this time, seeing the color around Chen Shushu's body, he suddenly felt a sense of familiarity!

The colors and lines seem to be like those in landscape paintings, and the large clusters of purple and black colors are like ink dripping into a pool.

Thinking that Wu Shengdao Fruit was in his hands, he thought that this should be Chen Shushu's understanding of the rules of the Heavenly Dao.

It's just that...... But I don't know how deeply he has realized.

"Do you know what the red water under Chen Zou's feet is?" Lu Zhangcha said suddenly.

"What is it?"

"You should have heard that there is a green river in Nanzhou, three hundred years ago, the genius sect master of the Southern Sect, who can be called a thousand years old, once beheaded a pseudo-dragon in it, and the blood stained a section of the river red, and it has not faded for three hundred years. ”

"What do you mean...... Is this the river there?"

"Nope. It's not the river, but the Tao of Chen Zou's perception, a unique way of killing, a kind of good and evil way that kills people must first kill themselves, if you have the opportunity, you can go to Nanzhou to have a look, and then you can feel it. This red water is condensed by vitality, symbolizing his life, red water is like blood, but it is not someone else's blood, but his own blood. “

"That'...... Is it a small world in the Three Realms?"

"Yes and no, the real small world can only be felt by the opponent in the field, and all we can see is the landscape beyond some swords. ”

Lu Zhangcha paused and said: "You see, this is the battle above the Three Realms, which is no longer limited to fists and feet, but a new kind of battle. Of course, the Three Realms still can't get rid of the shackles of martial arts, that is, no matter how deep their understanding of the Tao is, when they encounter the real powerhouses in the army, they still have to rely on the sword in their hands to fight. Only when you reach the four realms can you truly set foot in the new land. ”

"The Four Realms ......"

Yuan Lai muttered, regrouped and looked at the stage. (To be continued.) )