In front of Haozong, Chen Yu did not hide anything, Xiao Chen was indeed the first saint of the Holy Palace, but in terms of strength, the current Chen Yu was still stable against Xiao Chen, of course, this also included Chen Ling and Long Qing.

Let's just put it this way, if you talk about strength alone, Chen Yu should be the first person of the younger generation in the Holy Palace, but unfortunately, this guy is lazy by nature, and he is even more unwilling to bear the responsibility of the first holy son, so when he was selected, Chen Yu did not fight with Xiao Chen, Chenling, and Long Qing at all, and even the position of the fourth holy son was deliberately given up by the Qingdi Emperor, otherwise, with Chen Yu's character, I am afraid that he will directly fall into the tenth holy son.

I just want to live my life freely, this is Chen Yu's idea, it's very simple.

Hearing Chen Yu's words, Haozong glanced at the ink evil, this time Chen Yu did not make another move, after a while, Haozong retracted his gaze, chuckled and said, "Now I should be stronger than the ink evil junior brother, but I believe that it won't be long before the ink evil junior brother can surpass me." ”

One of the two is the fourth holy son of the Holy Palace, and the other is the second holy son of the Night Ghost Pavilion, neither of them seems to be the first holy son, but in terms of strength, both of them can be called uncrowned kings, because their strength exceeds the first holy son of their respective sects.

Of course, the two have similar personalities, they are both lazy, and at the same time, they can hide from responsibility, and because of this, both of them have no idea about this so-called first holy son.

Hearing Haozong's answer, although he had already guessed this answer, Chen Yu still sighed lightly and said, "It seems that I am also each other, if I knew this, I am afraid that I would choose Mo Xie, and it is much easier to fight with him than with you." ”

Chen Yu's words were obviously a joke, but there was one thing that Chen Yu didn't say clearly, that is, he was sure of victory against Shang Mo Evil, but he didn't have such a grasp of Shang Haozong.

As if he had guessed what Chen Yu was thinking, Haozong smiled slightly and said, "If this is the case, I am afraid that the first holy son of your Holy Palace will fall here." ”

If Chen Yu really fought with the ink evil, then Xiao Chen could naturally only fight against Shang Haozong, according to Haozong's words, if he was against Shang Xiao Chen, he could kill him with full certainty.

There was not the slightest hint of arrogance in his words, and when he heard this, Chen Yu did not refute it, and said with a smile, "Then I still have to thank you, if Senior Brother Xiao Chen has something .................?"

It seemed to be chatting casually, but as soon as the words were spoken, without any warning, Chen Yu made another move, still a sneak attack, and this time, Chen Yu had already sent his own sword in his hand, a saint-level sword.

This sword is called the Ancient Holy Sword, which is the treasure of the Ancient Holy Sect, and it is also the sword that the Burning Lamp Ancestor has always had, but after the Holy Palace was established and the Burning Lamp Ancestor broke through the sub-sage, this sword was passed on to Chen Yu.

Holding the ancient holy sword, a terrifying sword intent erupted on Chen Yu's body for a short time, and he had already reached the realm of Great Perfection, a sword slashed out, and in the face of Chen Yu's sneak attack again, this time Haozong had already prepared, and he didn't see the slightest panic, and with a finger, the ghost clan's divine power was instantly cast, and a black light flashed, and it collided with Chen Yu's sword qi in an instant.

Easily blocking Chen Yu's sneak attack, Haozong smiled, "You really like sneak attacks, as the Holy Son of the Holy Palace, don't you think this is a bit cheap?" ”

"Hehe, the black cat and the white cat are good cats as long as they can catch mice, the means are not important, the final result is the most important, not to mention that in the face of a strong enemy like you, it is not surprising that I use some means, after all, I am not sure of victory." In the face of Haozong's slightly ridiculous words, Chen Yu smiled without the slightest embarrassment, and then did not stop, his body moved, and even disappeared in place.

In fact, after the transmission of power in the Holy Palace, the disciples of the Holy Palace basically never saw Chen Yu make a move, every day, Chen Yu seemed to be a, either drinking or playing around, so that many new disciples of the Holy Palace thought that the Fourth Holy Son, who dominated the Ethereal Temple, had no ability at all.

But these are all speculations, at this moment, the strength displayed by Chen Yu is absolutely outrageously strong, not to mention anything else, just talking about Chen Yu's body method and speed, it is already far beyond Xiao Chen's three brothers and sisters, stepping out, the figure seems to be teleporting.

In the face of Chen Yu's terrifying speed, the helplessness in Haozong's eyes became more and more intense, and he muttered softly, "Facing it, how can I not be like this, alas, ..........."

When the words fell, Haozong turned around, a punch was blasted out, and with a muffled sound, Chen Yu's figure appeared, and Haozong's fist and Chen Yu's long sword collided fiercely.

Chen Yu's speed is very fast, but he can't hide it from Haozong's eyes, and Haozong's speed is not slow, so he can completely climb Chen Yu.

The two had a hard encounter, Chen Yu was not surprised that Haozong was able to keep up with his speed, the long sword in his hand was taken off, and his right fist burst out.

The two of them slammed into each other's circles, and the ancient holy sword spun in the air a few times, but at this moment, what Haozong didn't expect was that Chen Yu actually held the ancient holy sword with his left hand, and at the same time, a sword that didn't stop at all slashed out.

Left-handed sword? I didn't expect that Chen Yu's sword in his left hand was so exquisite, you know, as a sword cultivator, unless he uses dual swords, otherwise, under normal circumstances, he will only attack one arm.

Either you use a right-handed sword or a left-handed sword, of course, it doesn't mean that a sword cultivator who uses a right-handed sword won't use his left hand to make a sword, but because he is used to using his right hand to make a sword, when he changes to his left hand, it is obviously not as sharp as his right hand, that's for sure.

But Chen Yu is different, at the beginning Chen Yu used a right-handed sword, but now he uses a left-handed sword, the two hands are exchanged, but the swordsmanship has not been weakened, the speed has not decreased, and the strength has not decreased, this is a very terrifying thing.

Being able to cultivate both hands is the same, this is no longer something that can be done with hard work, you must have a high enough talent, otherwise even if you practice for a lifetime, it will be difficult to achieve.

The sudden change made Haozong's face condense, and at the same time, the ancient holy sword was already tricky and went straight to Haozong's throat, the speed was as fast as lightning, a cold light flashed, and the thousands of troops shot to the extreme, Haozong dodged and quickly retreated, but the corner of the leader's clothes was still cut off by Chen Yu.

A corner of the clothes flew up, Haozong and Chen Yu distanced themselves, seeing this, Chen Yu smiled helplessly, and then changed the long sword to his right hand.

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