"There's such a thing!"

Zong Shou's words were concise and to the point, and he glanced at Lei Dong deeply: "It's just a little strange, since my big brother Lei Dong is from the Five Peerless Mountain Villas, why can't he understand the truth that mountains are still mountains and water is still water?"

If he had known that this person had such a prominent background, he would definitely not have said a word at that time.

It's secretly a little strange, these two people are obviously similar in appearance, they should be blood relatives. Since they are called uncles and nephews, why are they not the same surname.

The Five Peerless Villas are also specialized in swordsmanship, but Lei Dong is cultivating swordsmanship, as well as the surname of this pit father. At that time, he really thought that this guy was a helpless cultivator.

Lei Dong smiled awkwardly, touched his nose, and looked up at the sky. Yan Fan didn't care: "Don't be angry, the son of the world is from his mother's surname, so his surname is Lei." This guy was angry with me in his early years, ran away from home, abandoned his sword and practiced swords, saying that he wanted to rely on my Five Peerless Villas and find a way by himself. Speaking of which, this time, I would like to thank the son. If it weren't for you, he wouldn't know when he would have come to see me!"

Zong Shou's heart was suddenly calm, and the qi in his chest was slightly smoother, but he still glared at him angrily.

It's not because of this person's life experience, but because he knows what is going on today, there must be a share of this guy.

Over there, Lei Dong also seemed to know that he was wrong, and his expression was helpless, and he kept bowing towards Zong Shou. If it weren't for this Taiyuan fairy, how could he have exposed the stone to his wealth? He originally wanted to keep the stone for himself to be a family heirloom.

Suddenly, his heart moved, he raised a wine jar in his hand, and compared a three-word in his right hand.

After a dozen zhang separation, Zongshou smelled a clear aroma of wine, which seemed to be a few points better than the half-step shake that was said, and it was obviously already at the level of immortal brewing - and then he remembered that a bowl of wine was poured down, and the sky was dark, and Zong Shou couldn't help but hate the fire.

The hand moved towards the thunder, and the hatred replied with a gesture of the word 'ten'. Looking at Lei Dong, he instantly turned into a bitter gourd face, and only then did he feel a little happy in his chest.

Yan Fan also smiled, as if he had not noticed Zong Shou's small movements at all. With a flick of his sleeve, he threw the wooden jar containing the white chess pieces in front of Zong Shou, and said with a smile: "Actually, I have also seen that sword intent stone." At a young age, Shizi is already a kendo psychic, and he is really amazing! Presumably, this time, he will definitely help the two of us solve the problem! Complete this endgame. I remember that along the way, the prince of the world has also made a few times to destroy the sword intent of the Cloud Shocking God, right?"

Zong Shou was silent, not stupid enough to ask these two people, if he didn't want to play this game of chess, what would you do.

Looking at the eyes of the Taiyuan fairy, it is a little hotter than looking at the lover. This Yan Fan is the same, if he didn't know that this person has a wife, and he is extremely loving. Zong Shou almost thought that this old guy's surname orientation was a little abnormal.

If you really want to open your mouth to refuse, and you are threatened by these two people, your face will not look good.

Secretly snorted coldly, Zong Shou still urged the thunder to go to the spirit bone, and walked to the chessboard with a 'crunch'. Sitting down on his own.

When you look at it from a distance, you don't notice anything. At this moment, when he looked carefully, he only felt that in the void, a sword like a cloud and mist stabbed straight towards him. It was as if in the next moment, his head would be split open.

Zong Shou's eyes sharpened, and he subconsciously slapped a white piece in the lower right corner of the chessboard, making a soft 'snap' sound.

Strange as it may seem, when the piece falls. The sword he saw in his eyes was immediately dispersed by an inexplicable force, and turned into a cloud of mist.

Shui Lingbo and Yan Fan couldn't help but stand up at this moment, looking at the direction of Zong Shouluozi, their eyes flashed with surprise.

Shui Lingbo City Mansion is shallow, and he unconsciously clenched his fists and waved vigorously.

There is nothing more to test a person's kendo attainments and talent than the instant reaction in the moment between life and death!

And this fall of Fang Cai Zongshou is far beyond their expectations! Twice as much, no! Three times or four times as much!

Not only did he block the cloud sword back, but he also forcibly dispersed it! That moment of falling son counterattack was truly close to the level of sword spirit!

For a moment, Shui Lingbo's chest was full of joy. Even if it is a heavenly and human obstacle, what if the soul is broken? She always has a way to remove these obstacles one by one, so that this son can truly embark on the path of cultivation!

The background of their Taiyuan Sect is far from being the last stream of the Holy Land like the Lingyun Sect, which can be compared!

His gaze couldn't help but be even hotter, as if he was going to completely burn through Zong Shou's body!

Zhao Yanran's face moved slightly, and her hand subconsciously pressed towards the sword, and then regained her calm. Fang Cai only felt that it was a powerful martial arts intent, and it suddenly exploded, making her subconsciously want to take precautions.

And at this moment, it was a heartfelt voice, and when it was said that in the battle in the black mud swamp, this sect guard really did not do his best!

In this game of chess, if she dealt with it, she would definitely be beaten away by the force of the shock. Within a dozen days, don't think about practicing.

Su Chuxue and Lian Fan in the back, but it was another reaction. The two of them didn't feel the confrontation at that moment, they only felt that the chess piece of Zong Shou fell, as if it had the power to shake the heavens and the earth!

When the sound of the falling son came, the clouds and mist between the heavens and the earth were at least diluted by two percent!

Chu Xue couldn't help but be surprised, and looked at the chessboard again. The eyes blinked, could it be that the fog was really because of this game of chess.

"Good chess! Good chess! This one really ended up brilliantly, and the strange soldiers were outstanding! And take into account the overall situation!"

The Yan Fan was amazed, as if several people were playing chess. He picked up a sunspot and landed it in the center of the board.

"So how are my sons, the sons of the world, going to deal with them?"

Before Zong Shou had time to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead, he saw that the clouds and mist condensed again, and it was a change of clouds, hidden in the fog, as if faintly appearing, shuttling in. There is no trace of it, but you can feel the danger looming.

However, this illusion in front of him is extremely real, and Zong Shou tried his best, but he couldn't break free. Cursing in his heart, Zong Shou did not hesitate, and shot it again, still falling in the lower right corner.

It's just that when the son fell, Zong Shou had let go of all his scruples. Anyway, Fang has been forced to leak some bottoms, and there is no need to deliberately hide it.

Therefore, there is no fear between the words.

"This cloud illusion sword, although it is ethereal, it is too soft. And the light and shadow change, can it really be completely invisible and traceless? Isn't it the true meaning of the Cloud Shattering Sword Technique!This level is too ordinary-"

I only heard a soft sound of 'ding', and a white mist sword was suddenly bounced out in the clouds. There is no suspense, it will be crushed!

When Yan Fan saw this, instead of being annoyed, his eyes shot out, and the slightest joy was almost irrepressible. He bowed his head slightly and said: "Sure enough, it's a little bad! Hidden in the fog, it's just a small path! So what if I do it again?"

It is also a cloud light illusion sword, just halfway through, one illusion is four, four illusions are eight, and it comes from all directions.

Zong Shou couldn't help but smile when he saw this, if it was anything else, he was an expert in this magic sword way.

Without hesitation, a hanging corner came. A white disc is played next to the black piece.

"This sword is not bad, but it is suspected of sharpening the spear in battle! It is still a little bit worse, and it is not difficult to break it if I can't hide it. The owner is not good at this, so why force it-"

Most of the martial artists in the world specialize in one path. Where is like him, in order to make himself able to combine the swords of a hundred schools, as long as it is a sword technique, whether it is subtle or not, he will study it carefully. Most of the supreme swordsmanship that has been spread outside the Cloud Realm has been studied. Almost truly achieve the best of a hundred schools!

The owner of the Five Peerless Mountain Villas tried him with the Cloud Shattering Sword Technique. However, he hadn't seen the complete secret of the Cloud Slayer Sword, and he hadn't usually put in the effort to study it. Although the way of martial arts is all the way, Yan Fan has reached the realm of Lingwuzun, and he is only half a step away from the immortal martial realm, but in the end, it is not as good as a person who cultivates!

The martial arts cultivators of this era can't use the virtual illusion world to practice their swordsmanship in actual combat day and night.

It is no exaggeration to say that it is a grinding gun in battle!

Sure enough, among the eight swords, the one in the center suddenly shook. Then all the swords disintegrated and disappeared without a trace.

The Yan Fan's breath was immediately slightly suffocated, and Zong Shou's evaluation really didn't wrong him. Thunder was behind, but it was a schadenfreude 'sneer' laugh.

Yan Fan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, turned around and glared coldly at his nephew, but no longer fell behind, but looked at Fairy Taiyuan again with great satisfaction. Zong Shou's talent, the level of swordsmanship, he already knew about it, and he didn't need to try again.

Sure enough, it is a sword channel! With the level of sword rhyme, show the truth of sword intent!

This kind of good material and beauty may not be able to produce one in a hundred years - Shui Lingbo is not polite, it is also a black chess piece, thrown into the chessboard.

And in Zong Shou's mind, the situation has also changed again. The countless clouds and mist condensed again. This time, the sword momentum was different from Yan Fan's.

Strong to strong, fierce and domineering. The momentum is several times stronger than the first sword!

Zong Shou's breath couldn't help but be suffocated. was faintly attacked by the powerful sword.

His gaze immediately sharpened, and quickly dissipated.

"Sure enough, the sword is like its person! This sword is really domineering!"

In a word, he faintly stabbed the two people present. Zong Shou's expression returned to flatness.

"It's just that the essence of this Cloud Shocking God Sword Destroying Technique requires a combination of rigidity and softness. If it's too rigid, it's easy to break! Where are you a cloud sword? It's clearly an ice sword!"

A son fell in his hand, and there was a crisp sound of 'pop', making a sound of shock.

The strongest sword shattered and collapsed like ice dust in an instant. The powerful sword momentum also disappeared without a trace.

Shui Lingbo was overjoyed, and his eyes were shining. If it weren't for Yan Fan, a hateful old man, who was right next to him, he might not be able to win. I can't wait to snatch this guard away immediately.

At this moment, he could only endure it, his brows furrowed, he pretended to be annoyed and angry, and snorted coldly: "You are just a cultivator of the Eight Veins Secret Martial Arts, and you dare to say that I am wrong-"

(To be continued)