"Hahaha, I didn't expect someone to compete with the sword now, it just so happens that I'm also bored, I can also be a judge for you, colorful rotation is a rare good material, if it is cast properly, a divine sword, it is also conceivable."

Chen Feng was confronting the real person in the red scatter, and an old laugh came from a distance, from far to near, and soon an old man with white hair flew towards this side with his hands behind his back.

As soon as the old man approached, originally, the sword cultivators who were still planning to watch the excitement around all bowed their heads and bowed, "Meet Sect Master Xuan." ”

Chen Feng recognized this old man, this old man was one of the several sword cultivators with the highest cultivation in the entire Shu Mountain, his cultivation was profound, not weaker than the current Chen Feng, and even slightly better than him by virtue of his age, and at first glance he was a character who had been immersed in the way of the sword for many years.

Although Chen Feng's strength is not weak now, even if he faces the old man in front of him, he doesn't have much chance of winning in his heart, and he is 100% sure of defeating the other party.

That's right, the first time Chen Feng saw people approaching, he was actually thinking about which was stronger or weaker between himself and the old man in front of him, and he had to say that after practicing swordsmanship, he also had some sword cultivation and aggressive character.

With a sharp weapon in his body, he is full of murderous intentions, which is the kind of situation where he wants to try it after learning the skill.

However, he also noticed the name of these sword cultivators for the old man in front of him, and asked a sword cultivator beside him, "Sect Master Xuan?" Why do you all call him Sect Master Xuan? Is that his name? ”

"You don't even know that?!! Little brother, where did you mix up before? ”

Jian Xiu looked at him with a rather surprised gaze and said something with a bit of a river and lake atmosphere.

Chen Feng didn't answer him, but just motioned for him to hurry up.

Jian Xiu also did not have the habit of asking questions, and said eloquently: "This Xuan Sect Master is amazing, he is one of the few major sects today, the former sect master of the Kunlun Sect, and also the first person in the Kunlun Sect to cultivate and status, and his strength is so profound that in today's cultivation world, he can also rank among the top five big figures." ”

The top five in the cultivation world, at this level?

Chen Feng suddenly felt safe for a while.

He felt that as long as he didn't wander around, with the hole cards in his hand, it should be no problem to save his life.

However, the Kunlun faction? Isn't it the sect that knows the autumn leaves in the second part? It seems that he was born in the Kunlun faction.

The Xuan Sect Master in front of him is the master of the Kunlun faction......

Then, Chen Feng heard the sword cultivator beside him say, "This Xuan Sect Master, although he is the Sect Master of the Kunlun Sect. But he was not interested in all the exercises and supernatural powers of the Kunlun School, but devoted himself to cultivating swords, and he also had a great reputation back then.

"It's just that later, because of his advanced age and his life expectancy, he resigned from the position of the sect leader of the Kunlun faction and came to Shushan to concentrate on sword cultivation.

I see...... Chen Feng nodded slightly, thoughtfully: "I'll just say, every sword cultivator is a fierce and ruthless character, not to mention what will happen when he encounters the enemy, even if he meets those senior masters, he can't wait to pick off the other party with a sword, so as to confirm what he has learned, when will he respect a person like this, it turns out that this Xuan Sect Master still has such merits." ”

At this time, Chisan Zhenren had already clenched his fists at this Xuan Sect Master, expressing his promise, and then everyone looked at Chen Feng.

Chen Feng naturally nodded and agreed. Although for him, it is almost the same with or without referees.

"Okay, since the two little friends agree with the old man to be the referee, the old man is not welcome."

Sect Master Xuan pinched the beard under his chin with satisfaction, and then pointed to a 3-zhang high platform with a finger of his right hand.

There are all kinds of swords around this high platform, including heavy swords as wide as thighs, thin swords as thin as fingers, extraordinary swords with a radiant body, and seemingly ordinary swords, some of which are as clean as new, and some of which are covered with patina that seem to break at any moment.

"This is the sword platform, it is one of the holy places in the hearts of all the sword cultivators who go to Shu Mountain and feel the sword intent, basically all the sword cultivators who fight in this sword will fight on the sword platform, and the loser can leave his own sword, which is the tradition of the sword platform. Each of the swords on this is left behind by people who lost the sword before, and after so many years of development, thousands of swords have been left. ”

"And such a history?!"

Chen Feng was a little surprised, he had already noticed this sword platform when he first came to Shushan, but at that time, several relatively old and most advanced sword cultivators led by Sect Master Xuan had already occupied this place, so he couldn't understand this place carefully, but he didn't want to, this sword platform was actually used when sword cultivation compared swords, and the loser actually had to leave his own sword.

"Can I leave the sword behind?"

Chen Feng looked at the Xuan Sect Master again with blazing eyes, causing a burst of laughter.

They thought that this was a manifestation of Chen Feng's weakness, thinking that he was not the opponent of Chisan Zhenren, and they were afraid of losing their sword, so they asked such a question.

However, before the Xuan Sect Master could answer, the Chisan Zhenren on the side had already given the answer: "Of course you don't need to, this kind of behavior of leaving your own sword is just a mainstream here, if you don't want to, you naturally don't have to be reluctant, little brother don't worry, if you don't want to lose your sword, you naturally don't have to insert it on the sword platform." ”

As he spoke, Chisan Zhenren gave Chen Feng a slight smile, and then jumped to the top of the sword platform.

Am I afraid that my sword will be lost? I'm doing it for your own good...... Chen Feng rolled his eyes, he didn't think that with his current cultivation in the God Refining Realm, as well as his good kendo attainments, coupled with the external physique of the sword fetus Dao body, he would lose to the monk of the Soul Realm, Chisan Zhenren.

The reason why he asked this question was nothing more than to see that Chisan Zhenren did not look down on himself because of his previous recklessness and the low cultivation he showed now, and his attitude towards himself was always to treat him as an equal.

It's just that he has now used the Breath Gathering Technique on himself, so not only the surrounding sword cultivators can't see his true cultivation, but even the Xuan Sect Master and several other old sword cultivators whose cultivation realm is comparable to him can't see his depth clearly.

If you want to prove your words, you can only use your strength to tell these people!

After all, facts are the most convincing evidence!

Chen Feng also jumped and came to the sword platform, standing opposite the Chisan real person.

At this time, the real person of Akasan had already drawn his sword.

The sword was as red as blood, but as smooth as a mirror.

The body of the sword slightly exudes a blood-red murderous aura, and you can smell a smell of blood from a distance, and you can know at a glance that this is a rare sword that kills people without calculation.

Chisan Zhenren saw that Chen Feng had also appeared on the sword platform, and he was also a warlike person, so he didn't wait too much, and as soon as he raised his sword, a red glow emanated from his hand.

Suddenly, as if summoned from hell, a blood-red giant hand also drilled out from behind him, and with lightning speed, he came to Chen Feng's body, and when he was about to hit the latter, the surrounding sword cultivators were also exclaimed.

"Chisan Zhenren, this is really moving! This shot is to use the Red Spirit Sword Technique, which he is most proud of. ”

"It is rumored that this Red Spirit Sword Technique was cultivated by an ancient evil cultivator, and was later obtained by the Chisan True Person's chance, and all the evil qi and evil qi of this sword technique were improved, and it became a practice that was truly suitable for his own cultivation, but every time he made a move, it was still terrifying, as if he was commanding a hellish demon to fight, and it was said that the monks who died under the hands of the Red Scattered True Man were all miserable and terrified."

"Yes, although the first move of the Chisan real person is obviously left behind, but I'm afraid it is not something that this little monk can resist, it seems that the next moment, the victory and defeat will be clear."

Many people are expressing their opinions on this game, and they feel that Chen Feng is likely to not be able to survive a round.