Wang Chan looked up at the man in green clothes in front of him, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he said with a smile on his face: "Are you poor in swords?"

In a word, Jian Poor's whole person was as if he had been struck by lightning, and he froze. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

He thought that no one on the rivers and lakes knew his name, but he never thought that Wang Chan would say it in one mouth.

Sword poor, his real name is sword greed, he is a Hu person outside the Guan, he is fond of swords and martial arts since he was a child, he collects the world's famous swords and swordsmanship, he is crazy, but his heart is uncertain, and there is no sword that can satisfy him so far, so he has become a swordsman without a sword. In addition, he learned a hundred schools of swords, but he was mixed and impure, and he never opened a sect, so he changed his greed to poverty, and laughed at himself and said: Sword is poor.

"Who are you?" Jian Poor stared at Wang Chan, and at this time the whole person looked like a cat with its tail stepped on.

"It doesn't matter who I am. Wang Chan smiled and reached out to take the sword box behind him.

Rumble!

The sword box stood on the ground, and it opened suddenly, and the sword qi suddenly rose to the sky.

As soon as Jian Poor saw it, Fang Cai's hostility was swept away, and his eyes showed extremely greedy color, just like Scrooge seeing a pile of jewels, staring at the divine soldiers in the sword box, swallowing a mouthful of saliva, and muttering: "Huolin Sword, Peerless Sword...... This, oh my God, the old man can even see the heroic sword again in his lifetime!"

If it weren't for the jealousy of Wang Chan's strength, Jian Poor would have rushed forward to snatch it at this time.

After a long time, he finally calmed down his excitement, looked at Wang Chan and asked, "What do you mean by this?"

"As long as you can win me, the divine soldiers in the sword box are up to you. ”

"Really?" Jian Poor swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, and hurriedly spoke.

After receiving an affirmative reply, Jian Poor didn't say a word, pulled out his sword like lightning and stabbed at Wang Chan. The sword in his hand is called the Flying Dragon Sword, and it also has a great origin, so it has not been replaced so far.

The sword starting style of the sword is the Tianshan Snow Sword Technique, and the snow is flying all over the sky.

This sword attacked the three big points on the opponent's chest, and the twelve *** were extremely difficult to dodge.

Wang Chan's face remained unchanged, he stretched out his hand and flicked it lightly, just hitting the soft underbelly of the Flying Dragon Sword, the sword was shocked, and the sword in his hand fell to the ground.

But at this moment, I saw his figure suddenly bounce up, and he used a strange offensive move. The sword was clamped between his feet, and his palms were supported on the ground to exert force, stabbing Wang Chan like a shuttle.

This is the perverse practice of the Xuan Bee Sect.

The bee's tail sting came very fast, and the distance between the two was so close. Under the light of the sword, he could even clearly see the eyelashes on Wang Chan's eyes, but he was not confused at all, and the side of his body avoided the fatal blow when there was no room for fire.

With Wang Chan's current strength, it is naturally very easy to clean up the sword poor, but what he wants to see is the sword moves that the sword poor can do, so he has repeatedly endured it.

The sword poor attack failed again, his face turned ruthless, and he said: "The Mixed Mountain Sect has a set of soft sword techniques that have been lost for a long time, which are extremely tricky, and today it will open your eyes!"

As he spoke, his whole body was like a shaking soft sword, constantly swaying from side to side.

Wang Chan took a look and found that his whole body was soft and weak, but he exuded a sword aura, and this set of swordsmanship did have merits.

......

After a stick of incense, Jian Poor had almost used all the sword moves he knew, but he didn't even touch Wang Chan's sleeve. If he didn't know Wang Chan's purpose by now, then he would have been messing around for so many years. But out of greed for the sword, he decided to make a last ditch effort.

"Flying Immortals!"

The sword screamed, and his feet stepped on the flying dragon sword, and suddenly flew out of thin air.

This scene is like the Flying Immortal Realm, which is one of the highest realms rumored in the way of the sword.

Although the sword is poor, he learns the sword of a hundred schools, but it is miscellaneous and impure, he only knows that there are the following three supreme realms of sword practitioners, the heavenly sword, and the magic sword...... Also, it's the Flying Immortals.

The realm of flying immortals has only been heard of in legends, and no one has ever practiced it, and the sword has been studied for many years without success, but he thinks that he just hasn't found a suitable sword for himself, so he has been still greedy for swords.

At this time, Jian Poor was just planning to make a last fight, but he didn't know that he would succeed after a try, and he couldn't help shouting excitedly: "Haha...... Lao Tzu has finally practiced to the Flying Immortal Realm, great!

"Let me try its power now!"

Immediately, the sword blade emitted a silver-like airflow, buzzing, and the flying dragon sword under his feet shot towards Wang Chan like a meteor.

When Wang Chan saw this scene, his face showed a look of disappointment, he shook his head slightly, and slowly spoke: "It's just a means of using the Qi Imperial Sword, where can it be regarded as a flying immortal?"

Before the words fell, the index finger of his right hand stretched out into the void a little.

Laugh at!

A sword qi roared violently and made a sound of breaking through the air, and shot towards the flying sword at the feet of the sword poor.

Hearing only a scream of "Ah!", Jian Poor's body was unbalanced and fell heavily to the ground.

When he got up from the ground, there was still Wang Chan's figure.

......

The two brothers of Sword Demon and Sword Poor are really more shameless than the other, one claims to have reached the realm of the magic sword, and the other says that he has practiced to become a flying immortal. But in fact, these two goods are a scum, you must know that the nameless realm is the Heavenly Sword, if the two of them can really reach the supreme realm of the sword that is as famous as the Heavenly Sword, will their strength be so weak?

Sword Twenty-Three is undoubtedly a magic sword method, but the realm of flying immortals is difficult to find in the world.

Wang Chan sighed lightly, looked up at the endless lake in front of him, and saw an island in the middle of the lake. And Baijian Mountain Villa is built on this island, which is enough to show its profound heritage.

There are boats docked at the shore ferry, and there are disciples of Baijian Villa guarding it.

Wang Chan glanced at it, then withdrew his gaze, and then the whole person stepped forward and stepped into the lake.

Wang Chan stepped on the waves with both feet, and his body immediately floated with the water, as easy as a fairy. Looking at the high level of its light work, it seems to have surpassed the realm of "treading water duckweed" and "Lingbo microstep".

This is the real getaway.

Wang Chan went ashore lightly, looked up, and worshiped the huge plaque of Sword Villa, and walked up the stairs.

"Stop!"

The four disciples of the Sword Worship Villa pulled out the sharp swords in their hands and blocked Wang Chan's way.

Wang Chan didn't hear it and continued to walk up.

The four disciples of the Sword Worship Villa only felt that there was suddenly an extra wall of qi in front of them, and they couldn't get close to Wang Chan at all.

The abnormal movement at the door immediately attracted the attention of the other disciples of the Sword Worship Villa, and soon an old man rushed over with more than ten disciples of the Sword Worship Villa.

The moment the old man saw Wang Chan, his face changed greatly.

"Quick, go and ask Mr. Sword Demon. ”

This old man was the old man who served the sword beside Aotian that day, and he knew how powerful Wang Chan was, because he didn't dare to act rashly at all, so he could only keep retreating.

Wang Chan didn't seem to notice them at all, walked up the stairs, and stepped into the gate of Baijian Villa. (To be continued.) )