"I am the three provinces of southern Xinjiang and forty-two cities in the Yan Kingdom, do you dare to bet?" Yan Chuan said with a solemn face.

"Three, three provinces, forty-two cities?" Liu Gang took a sharp breath.

This is equivalent to one-fifth of the territory of Yan Kingdom, and the entire southern Xinjiang is used as a bet?

Not only Liu Gang, but the crown prince Yan Wushu behind him also changed his face, you must know that in the original six cities, Yan Wushu took a big risk, how can this Yan Chuan?

"Why, don't you dare?" Yan Chuan said with a smile.

"Joke, it's not that I don't dare, but can you take it?" Liu Gang scolded.

"In Yan Kingdom, my words are Emperor Yan's words, do you think I can take them?" Yan Chuan said in a deep voice.

"You, you, you!" Liu Gang was speechless for a moment.

"Forty-two cities only, ask your master to see if he dares!" Yan Chuan said jokingly.

"Master, Master?" Liu Gang looked at King Muye.

Forty-two cities, Liu Gang didn't dare to call the shots anymore.

King Muye stared at Yan Chuan, was silent for a while, and suddenly burst into laughter: "Hahahaha, good, worthy of being the son of Yan Tao, the same magnificence, forty-two cities?"

Twelve cities only, I have forty-two cities in the northern part of Zheng, Liu Gang, bet with him!"

"Yes!" Liu Gang responded.

In the eyes of King Muye, Liu Gang's strength realm is tenfold, and Yan Chuan's strength realm is eightfold, and Yan Chuan's experience is definitely not as good as Liu Gang's, how can Liu Gang lose this battle?

"Yan Chuan, since you are going to defeat the country, then come, hahahaha!" Liu Gang smiled steadily.

On the side, Yan Wuving's face was anxious, but when the words came to his mouth, for some reason, he suddenly endured it. looked at Yan Chuan with a complicated look in his eyes.

"Bet, yes, but I still want to ask clearly, are you fighting me alone, or are you fighting me with King Makino?" Yan Chuan said with a smile.

"Presumptuous!" King Makino said angrily with a glaring eye.

"Hmph, my master doesn't know how to chaplate, just me!" Liu Gang also shouted.

"Okay, but I took out my sword very fast, and I couldn't stop it, King Muye looked at it, once your precious apprentice is in danger, you still have to save it!" Yan Chuan said with a smile.

"Arrogance!" said King Makino coldly.

"Yan Chuan, do you only have the kung fu of your mouth?

"I don't have a sword!" Yan Chuan said lightly.

Makino King: "............!"

Liu Gang: "............!"

"Nephew, lend me your purple and green sword, and if you defeat Liu Gang, I will pay you back!" Yan Chuan looked at Yan Wuyi and said.

Yan Wuving's face was complicated for a while, and he looked at Yan Chuan strangely.

"Uncle Wang, please!" Yan Wudi handed out the purple and green sword with some reluctance.

Grabbing the Ziqing Sword, Yan Chuan's fingers flicked slightly.

"Ding!"

"The essence of purple iron, a good sword, and even better, it is the most suitable for the 'Born Sword Bone', it seems that your new master is also a person who understands swords!" Yan Chuan exclaimed.

"Huh?" Yan Wushu said in surprise.

Yan Chuan grabbed the Ziqing Sword, waved it lightly, and then looked at Liu Gang and said, "Come on, I'll shoot quickly!"

"Hmph!" Liu Gang snorted coldly.

With a cold snort, Liu Gang waved his fingers.

"Buzz!"

The flying sword 'streamer' suddenly trembled slightly.

"Whew!"

The cyan streamer instantly shot towards Yan Chuan, and the speed was extremely fast, as if it was about to pierce Yan Chuan with a sword.

Everyone around was staring at the flying sword.

Yan Chuan's eyes froze, and the purple and green sword in his hand suddenly stabbed forward.

"Ding!"

The two swords collided abruptly. Lots of sparks.

The flying sword slammed back and back. But at this moment, there were several pairs of eyes that suddenly froze.

King Muye, Qinglong, Jiu Jiansheng, and even Yan Invincible, who was born with a sword bone.

Everyone looked at Yan Chuan together, because the sword just now was too accurate, accurate to an incredible degree.

When Yan Invincible was fighting, the sword collision was only on the blade, but Yan Chuan was the tip of the sword.

That subtle to the extreme, Yan Chuan stabbed it with a sword?

"Coincidence, it must be a coincidence!" said Jiu Jiansheng to himself.

Yan Wuving's expression became more and more complicated, but King Muye's eyes became more and more solemn.

After a split second of slamming the sword, the flying sword shot back again, shooting at Yan Chuan again.

And at this moment, Yan Chuan turned around strangely and violently.

The turn is very sharp and fast!

The purple and green sword in his hand also shook it violently, and when the speed reached the extreme, it just turned back in a circle.

Ziqing Sword faced Liu Gang, Yan Chuan suddenly let go, and even provided a boost to Ziqing Sword.

"Go!" Yan Chuan shouted.

The purple and green sword flew out of his hand, and at an extremely fierce speed, like a flying sword, shot straight at Liu Gang not far away.

"Whew!"

The purple green sword and the flying sword almost brushed against each other, the purple green sword shot at Liu Gang, and the flying sword shot at Yan Chuan.

Seeing this scene, almost everyone was petrified.

"What are you doing? Why did Yan Chuan throw away his sword?"

"He's crazy, isn't the Ziqing Sword a flying sword?"

"Did he think it was a dart?"

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Not only the people who were watching around, but Yan Wushu and King Muye were also a little stunned by this scene.

In a flash of lightning, the flying sword instantly arrived in front of Yan Chuan, and he was about to be assassinated by the flying sword. Yan Chuan made a mistake at his feet, and on the side of his body, he narrowly avoided the flying sword.

The flying sword grazed in front of the tip of Yan Chuan's nose, and it was dangerous and dangerous.

Just when everyone thought that the flying sword was in vain, they looked at the purple and green sword on the other side.

Yan Chuan moved again, and at some point, his right arm had already stretched out, and when he grabbed it, he actually grabbed the hilt of the flying sword when everyone's eyes were dazzled.

Grab the hilt of a flying sword?

Lost the purple and green sword and grabbed the flying sword?

Yan Wushu looked at this strange style of play in astonishment.

But it's not over yet. Yan Chuan turned around again, grabbed the flying sword and threw it around, with a huge momentum, when Yan Chuan's figure was standing upright, he slammed it

threw it, the flying sword was thrown out, and the direction of the shot was Liu Gang.

The purple and green swords and flying swords shot at Liu Gang at the same time.

The gorgeous two turned, and the two swords fired a salvo at Liu Gang.

The changes made the people around them hold their breath, and their eyes burst out with dazzling brilliance.

"Whew!"

Ziqing Jian was the first to come to Liu Gang. The tip of the terrifying sword appeared in front of him, how could Liu Gang still have the heart to control the flying sword again, and at this moment, the flying sword seemed to be blocked by a huge force, himself

Uncontrollable in general.

"Ahh

The frightened Liu Gang retreated to the rear.

But no matter how fast it is, where can it be faster than the double sword?

"Whew!"

The two swords were full of murderous aura, and in the blink of an eye, they were about to pierce Liu Gang.

"Master!" Liu Gang exclaimed in horror.

"Collapse!"

King Muye suddenly stood in front of Liu Gang, holding a sword blade in each hand. The fingertips were fixed, and the two swords trembled violently.

"Shhh

When Liu Gang escaped, he was already sweating profusely and gasping for breath, and he was still panicking in his heart.

Everyone around them felt this soul-stimulating scene. One by one, there is a surging heart. "Good!" Mo Yuxi was the first to exclaim.

Mo Yuxi looked at Yan Chuan again, and a burst of excitement flashed in his eyes, as if the Shocking Twin Swords just now were issued by himself.

"Good, good, good sword!" said Jiu Jiansheng also soberly.

"It's really amazing, I can't imagine that the swordsmanship can be used like this!"

"It's the first time I've seen a sword like this, it's amazing!"

"Throw the sword, grab the sword, throw the sword!

"Yan Chuan, the son of Yan Tao, the tiger father has no dog son, sure enough!"

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There were bursts of cheers all around, and Yan Chuan's hand was indeed amazing.

Yan Wushu looked at 'Uncle Wang' in a complicated manner, although he was known as a kendo genius, it was impossible to defeat Liu Gang in one round, could it be that Uncle Wang's swordsmanship was more powerful?

"No, I will definitely surpass you, and I will definitely become the strongest sword cultivator in the world!" Yan Wushu clenched his fists and swore in his heart.

There was a lot of cheering all around. On the opposite side, King Muye and Liu Gang had extremely ugly faces.

King Muye made a move, announcing that Liu Gang was completely defeated!

The forty-two cities of the Great Zheng Kingdom completely changed hands because of this short moment.

"Master, Master, I didn't expect Yan Chuan to abandon the sword, let alone that he would take my flying sword, disciple, disciple ............!" Liu Gang hurriedly explained.

What's the use of explaining? Defeat is defeat.

Unexpectedly, Yan Chuan would throw the purple and green sword, without the slightest defense, he was doomed to defeat.

King Makino held the twin swords in his hands and looked at Yan Chuan with a gloomy expression.

Yan Chuan's amazing hand was as if he had slapped himself in the face, leaving him without any parry.

"Yan Chuan!" King Makino said coldly.

"Thank you King Muye for the forty-two cities! Yan Chuan has thanked you!" Yan Chuan said with a smile.

At this moment, Yan Chuan's laughter was still harsh.

"Hahahaha, a good son born to Yan Tao!" King Muye's voice was extremely cold.

As he spoke, a black light suddenly burst out in King Muye's hand, as if he wanted to destroy the Ziqing Sword to vent the hatred in his heart.

"Stop!" Yan Wushu exclaimed.

"Who dares to destroy my sword!" suddenly came from all directions of the void.

"Buzz!" "Buzz!" "Buzz!" ........................

With this angry shout, a powerful sword intent emanated, and nearly a hundred onlookers around, as long as there was a sword, the sword trembled suddenly. It's as if you're greeting the King of Swords

So so.

The purple and green sword and the flying sword 'streamer', even if they were caught in the hands of King Makino, they were trembling at the moment.

Jiu Jiansheng was the first to feel it, and quickly pressed his saber, so that his saber did not follow the sound of the sword.

"Whew!"

The purple and green sword came out of King Makino's hand and shot towards the center of the field in an instant.

And there was a sudden increase in the center of the field, a man in a black linen robe, with white temples, isolated in the center of the field, where he was standing, a sword intent shot out.

"Smack!" the man grabbed the purple sword.

"Master!" Yan Wushu said in surprise.

"Dugu Sword King?" Qinglong raised his eyebrows.

The black-robed man in the center, holding the purple and green sword, his eyes were cold, and his eyes were staring at King Muye, as if he could spray two sharp swords from his eyes, which were extremely sharp.

The powerful momentum, like a sharp sword, is pointed directly at the hearts of the people.

Many of the strong people around them retreated under this momentum.

"Is that you, Dugu Sword King?" said King Muye's face was ugly.

"My apprentice's sword, how can it be in your hands?" said the Dugu Sword King in a cold voice.