At the last moment, Mu Chen, who was in the crowd, slid and came to Gao Zizhen's body in an instant, and his two fingers suddenly poked out, directly sandwiching the giant sword between his two fingers, and the blood-red sword was sheng, which suddenly covered the invincible golden sword

"How is it possible? Tie Zongpeng's golden leather sword qi is so domineering, who is this person, how can he block his giant sword with his fingers?"

"Am I blind, let's see if that kid's finger is broken, how can he block such a domineering attack with his flesh and blood?"

......

Mu Chen's approach made everyone on the lookers exclaim, they all couldn't believe that someone could do it, and it was a golden giant sword full of fierce and domineering sword energy.

At this time, a Miao Man appeared silently at the forefront of the crowd, a beautiful girl in her twenties, dressed in colorful clothes, her bright eyes were cold, and her temperament was elegant, as if her appearance was always the focus of everyone, even in a low-key appearance, it could always attract the attention of a large group of people.

Colorful sword faction Yang Caiyi.

Yang Caiyi's appearance made most of the eyes focus on her, she is not only the first talented disciple of the Colorful Sword Sect, but also the first martial arts talent and the first beauty of the Southern Sword Kingdom, which makes countless geniuses fall in love and yearn for.

Yang Caiyi seemed to be accustomed to these star-chasing and moon-holding eyes, and he didn't care at all, but a pair of bright eyes began to look at Mu Chen's handsome face, and he was very shocked in his heart, this strange boy looked two or three years younger than himself, and his strength was enough to match him.

"Give me back!"

Mu Chen roared angrily, the blood in his whole body suddenly burst out, and a killing aura piercing into the bone marrow was forced, and the burly young man Tie Zongpeng's face suddenly changed, and a creepy feeling arose, and his body involuntarily took more than a dozen steps back.

"Who are you, dare to care about the grievances of my Vajra Sword Sect and the Qingcang Sword Sect!"

Tie Zongpeng was very jealous of Mu Chen, but now that so many people were watching, it was already difficult to ride a tiger, so he had the courage to shout.

"Are you alright?"

Mu Chen ignored Tie Zongpeng, but turned around and helped Gao Zizhen up and asked.

Gao Zizhen's eyes showed a complicated color, and he was immediately replaced by gratitude, shook his head and said: "Tie Zongpeng knew that my senior brother was injured, so he made a provocative statement, saying that my Qingcang Sword Sect was all waste, I couldn't get angry and fought with him, hum, if Senior Brother is here, I believe he won't even dare to let out a fart!"

"Bastard, you dare to say that about your uncle, are you looking for death!"

Tie Zongpeng was angry again, and yelled at Gao Zizhen.

"I don't need a big brother, I can make him not fart!"

Mu Chen snorted coldly and said.

"You... What are you, why are you meddling!"

Tie Zongpeng was a little jealous of Mu Chen from the bottom of his heart, and shouted.

"I am a disciple of the Qingcang Sword Sect, if you insult my master, won't you allow me to stand up for my master?"

Mu Chen said lightly.

Everyone was in an uproar, most of them didn't know, but the disciples who participated in the Sword Summit were all aware of what was going on, it was no secret that the senior brother of the Qingcang Sword Sect was seriously injured in a sneak attack, I heard that Sun Xiangli, the head of the Qingcang Sword Sect, didn't know where to find a mysterious young master to replace Sun Chaoyi, most of them were the young man in front of him, just with the giant sword that he just held Tie Zongpeng with one finger, it was enough to replace Sun Chaoyi.

"It turns out that the mysterious young master of the Qingcang Sword Sect who replaced Sun Chaoyi is you, sure enough, there are two hits, but don't think that you can win Uncle Ben with these means alone, I advise you to leave early, otherwise I will make your life worse than death!"

Although Tie Zongpeng was very jealous of Mu Chen, he still said so.

"It's rare that Young Master Tie has such a Yaxing, since this is the case, do you want to accompany someone to play a few tricks, so as to warm up for tomorrow's Sword Debate Summit!"

Mu Chen disagreed and said.

Tie Zongpeng paused slightly, but Mu Chen didn't leave him steps, so he could only stubbornly say, "Hmph, who's afraid of whom?"

"Refreshing!"

Mu Chen spit out two words, put his right hand on his waist, and pulled out the blue scale sword, which was as bright as autumn water, and everyone was also bright.

Although there are countless sword cultivators in the Southern Sword Kingdom, there are very few people who cultivate soft swords, and there are even fewer masters who use soft swords, after all, soft swords are difficult to master, and it is more difficult to cultivate than sharp swords, so few people will choose soft swords with slower entry to cultivate, and they usually practice sharp swords.

Yu Xuanang, holding a soft sword with blue scales, Yu stood here, although he was confident that he could defeat the other party, but he did not take it lightly, although it seemed that he easily blocked the opponent's giant sword with two fingers just now, but only he knew best how powerful the giant sword was, and how domineering and sharp the sword qi was, although he blocked the attack with one finger, but he almost got out of his hand, especially the sharp golden sword qi pierced the true qi of the body, cutting his fingers, and faintly bleeding blood.

You must know that Mu Chen has the strength to protect his body, and it is impossible for ordinary sword qi to hurt himself, and the sword qi that can cut his fingers must contain extremely sharp sword intent.

"Drink!"

Tie Zongpeng's shouting shook the entire forest, and the onlookers couldn't help but take a step back.

Tie Zongpeng's roar stimulated all his combat power to the peak, he held the sword in both hands, stepped forward heavily, and every step on the ground was a large piece of ground.

The golden-colored sword qi completely wrapped the entire giant sword and slashed towards Mu Chen, like the momentum of a mountain.

"The spirit snake spits provocation and wanders!"

Mu Chen's sliding step was to avoid the attack of the giant sword, and a sword was abruptly pointed out on one side, just hitting the back of the giant sword, but the blue scale soft sword suddenly bent three hundred and sixty degrees, and the tip of the sword stabbed sharply into Tie Zongpeng's throat at a tricky angle.

Mu Chen's self-created body technique and sword moves complement each other, there is no flaw in the combination, the attack is sharp and tricky, like a poisonous snake, which catches people off guard, and the body style is like a secret combination of the charm of the dragon step, flexible and free, so that the other party can not touch the corner of his clothes.

Seeing the tip of the sword stabbing towards him, Tie Zongpeng's face was naturally full of horror, and he took three steps back, avoiding Mu Chen's sword attack. He originally wanted to take the lead by storming, but he didn't expect to be forced back by Mu Chen with one move, but was taken by the other party.

Seeing that the other party retreated, Mu Chen naturally wouldn't give him any chance to breathe, and seized the opportunity, that is, he shook the blue scale soft sword and attacked, the sword path was very weird, and the move stabbed at the vital point of Tie Zongpeng.

Tie Zongpeng's face was extremely ugly, obviously he didn't expect Mu Chen to be tricky to this extent, his swordsmanship route was domineering and powerful, and Mu Chen's swordsmanship was light and weird, mainly soft and rigid, as soon as the two fought Tie Zongpeng was already at a disadvantage, and he was beaten and retreated.

"Didn't you say that you were a disciple of the Qingcang Sword Sect? You didn't use the swordsmanship of the Qingcang Sword Sect, even if you win, I won't count!"

Tie Zongpeng knew that he was not an opponent, and while coping with it, he found an excuse and shouted.

"Then let you see the swordsmanship of my Qingcang Sword Sect!

Mu Chen jumped in mid-air, the blue scale soft sword in his hand swayed out, and his figure instantly turned into thirty-six, each figure was stabbed with a sword, attacking the other party at different angles.

"Golden Leather Sword Intent!"

Tie Zongpeng was immediately overjoyed, the spirit snake sword technique that Mu Chen used just now was mainly based on softness and rigidity, just enough to restrain the fierce way of his swordsmanship, and he would definitely fail in less than ten moves. But at this time, Mu Chen chose to confront himself head-on, which was undoubtedly an offensive means that he was good at, and he could fight with the other party.

The earth cracked inch by inch, and the golden-colored domineering sword qi surged out, like a mountain tens of meters high, pressing towards the thirty-six figures.

Rumble!

A huge collision sound sounded, plunging the earth into a large area of collapse, and the countless trees around it were all turned into powder, only to see that the mountain-like sword qi cracked open, and immediately collapsed, and a few wisps of blood-colored sword qi shot towards Tie Zongpeng.

Tie Zongpeng's whole body was shrouded in golden-colored true qi, dazzling, but it was still pierced by blood-colored sword qi, and one of them even cut through his left arm, spraying out a few drops of blood.