The mentality of Haoranmen and his party is about to collapse, and the mentality of the party Xiang Chuang is about to go berserk, is it tolerable or unbearable?

On the side, Xiang Changyou touched him lightly with his hand, and the look in his eyes was obviously saying-Grandpa, stabilize your mentality! Don't be provoked!

Cai Cheng was so frightened that he was sweating down.

Who is Xiang Chuang?

A generation of grandmasters, the Heavenly Pillar of the country, even if he was defeated by Yu Qifeng and took the position of the chief swordsman in front of the emperor, the whole country was still in awe.

Not to mention the others, even Yu Qifeng didn't dare to point at his nose to his face and say that he was a sword waste!

And Chen Feiqun actually did this!

Do you have such a flutter?

Cai Cheng said that he couldn't bear it.

The smell of gunpowder at the scene was already too strong to be stronger.

Suddenly.

Xiang Chuang stroked his beard, stared at Chen Feiqun and said with a smile: "Hehaha, I have to say that your acting skills are really outstanding, I hope you can still say such things when you face my sword." ”

"Now,"

He drew his sword and pointed at Meng Su, "Come on, let me defeat this junior disciple of yours first, and then learn your high moves!" ”

It was a cyan sword, simple and elegant, facing this sword, Meng Su couldn't pull out the sword for a while, and his right hand was trembling slightly.

He still felt very good just now, but at this moment, in the face of such a powerful swordsman, his power alone was suppressed by the other party.

Seeing this, the others couldn't help but sweat for him.

Xiang Changyou suddenly gained confidence, and pouted: "Even if you want to take back what you just said now, it's too late, my grandfather is angry!" ”

Feeling the frightened gaze of everyone, Xiang Chuang walked to the open space with his sword and said to himself: "It seems that you have worked hard these days, and your strength has been achieved in the Yungan Realm." ”

Upon hearing this, everyone looked at Meng Su in surprise.

Xiang Changyou clenched his fists, his heart was sour, he knew that it was not so easy to go from Xiaocheng to Zhongcheng, but he was quickly relieved.

He laughed and said: "What kind of half-baked method did Bacheng use, the realm is unstable, and there are many sequelae, it's really difficult for you!" ”

Duan Shuiliu said in a quiet voice: "Old swordsman, your dignified generation of swordsmen won't really bully the small with the big and the weak with the strong, right?" ”

Xiang Chuang leaned on his sword and looked at Meng Su disdainfully: "Don't worry, I'm not so old-looking, I will compress the realm to Xiaocheng, and use Xiaocheng to treat you Zhongcheng, just like you did to Changyou before!" ”

As soon as these words came out, Haoranmen and his party were first happy, and then felt that it was not so simple.

How many years has Xiang Chuang precipitated, even if the realm is compressed to the Yungan Realm, how can Xiaocheng be an ordinary Xiaocheng?

How could he be unsure if he dared to say this?

Cai Cheng looked at this white-haired old swordsman, secretly conceited, so he was the invincible swordsman who had been in the country for decades!

And Meng Su, it is gratifying to be promoted to the Yungan Realm in such a short period of time, but as Xiang Changyou said, I am afraid it will be unstable!

This tilted the balance of victory even more in favor of Xiang Chuang.

Over there.

Under tremendous pressure, Meng Su finally drew his sword out of the sheath, he took a deep breath, adjusted his mood, and faced the strong enemy.

Xiang Chuang's left palm slowly pressed down from the front of him, and his breath decreased until he reached the middle of the Yungan Realm, and after finishing the matter, he hooked his hand and said, "The old man asked you to make the first move." ”

"Good!"

Meng Su's muscles tightened, his aura exploded, and his sword rushed straight away like a dragon snake, and the moisture in the air was refined by him to form a torrent like a rope.

Clang!

The torrent rushed straight into his body, striking at his aged bones, and he tried to fight back only to find that he couldn't.

Crash!

Everyone witnessed that Xiang Chuang, who was invincible just now, was lifted and retreated, and finally had no choice but to do a backflip and leap to the high wall.

Call......

Call......

Xiang Chuang stood above, panting and looking down at Meng Su below, his sunken eyes full of unprecedented shock.

And the others, who didn't dare to breathe, looked at this unexpected scene, and felt that maybe they were wrong.

A generation of swordsman Xiang Chuang was forced to such a field with just one move!

And.

Like Cai Cheng, he could obviously feel that Xiang Chuang's aura had risen sharply just now, obviously he had improved his strength to Zhongcheng!

"This ...... This is also incredible! ”

Xiang Changyou muttered.

His grandfather, who has been conceited all his life, can't be conceited at this moment, and the last time he saw his grandfather like this was when he faced off with Yu Qifeng.

Meng Su stood with his sword in his hand, slowly raised his head, and looked at Xiang Chuang, there was no longer any nervousness in his eyes, but instead there was a deep confidence.

"Good! The old man admits your swordsmanship and strength, and he is in a pair with you, and he is just talking about swords in this courtyard! ”

Sou!

I saw Xiang Chuang lightly step on his feet, and a cyan lotus phantom slowly bloomed, and suddenly, his figure flashed violently.

As fast as lightning, criss-crossing and criss-crossing.

Everywhere you go, lotus flowers bloom.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

After several battles, Xiang Chuang still failed to break through Meng Su, but he made the sword suddenly ringing in his ears and dazzling, and his mind was like a sea.

The noise, scolding, wind and thunder, birds and beasts alternated with each other, which directly taught him to have a splitting headache.

Then.

The noise dissipated abruptly, and the scene was so quiet that it was as if he was in the darkest place in the world, the most dead place.

An unspeakable fear crept over him.

"A sword is like day, and a sword is like night."

Xiang Chuang heard Meng Su's voice, and when his vision recovered, he found that a sword had been placed under his armpit, cutting his clothes and skin.

Xiang Chuang was frightened and hurriedly retreated.

Whew!

But it was still too late.

Tick, tick.

Blood flowed from under Xiang Chuang's right armpit, down his drooping right arm, and dripped down through the green sword in his hand, staining the floor red.

It's happening so fast, and too many people haven't come to their senses.

"You've lost."

Meng Su pointed his sword at the distance.

"I lost?"

Xiang Chuang muttered to himself in confusion, looked at Chen Feiqun, looked at Cai Cheng, and became much older, staggered two steps, and laughed strangely.

"I lost? No, I can't lose again, impossible! ”

The next moment.

The wind was raging, the leaves were rustling, and a terrifying aura burst out from Xiang Chuang's body, raging the scene, lifting the rubble of the roof layer by layer.

Haoranmen and his party couldn't stand, and kept retreating, and suddenly their faces turned pale and they had difficulty breathing.

"Old Swordsman!"

Cai Chengjian snorted, his scalp was numb, this obsession was too deep, he was unwilling to admit defeat, but directly raised the realm to perfection!

Over there.

Shui Qingqiu and Ji Rou hid behind Chen Feiqun to shelter from the wind and rain, but Chen Feiqun was also pushed back by this fierce momentum.

Duan Shuiliu grabbed the guardrail, his face was blown painfully, and scolded: "The older a person gets, the more shameless he becomes!" Except, of course, for me! ”

"Grandpa......"

Looking at the rampage of Xiang Chuang, Xiang Changyou was also stunned, even if he was defeated in a duel with Yu Qifeng, he had never seen his grandfather like this.

However, he can understand that if this battle is lost again, their Xiang family will no longer have the face to stay in the country!

Therefore it is necessary to win!

It doesn't matter if you rely on the old to bully the young, whether it is bullying the weak, whether it is a noble duel, or whether it is a despicable plot, otherwise, you would rather die!