"Cut!"

Murong Chu sneered with disdain on his face, and then he casually picked up the boning knife on the board, and waved it three or two times at will, and immediately, on the board in front of him, a large piece of meat that Wei Wuji and the others didn't know its origin of, and the bones in it had been cleanly removed!

Then he spoke up: "Murong is not a great name when he first saw him, is it still worth being impersonated by others?"

Murong Chujian's words were light and light, and they were extremely relaxed, but Wei Wuji and the others gasped at the same time, just because the bones in that piece of meat were criss-crossed, they really didn't know how Murong Chujian could clean it up with three or two knives, could it be that he could jump and turn halfway through that knife?

"That's it!"

Seeing that Wei Wuji and the others were silent for a while, Murong Chujian smiled at Zhao Xiaohei and Zhao Xiaoxing and said, "You are the one chosen by Xinyue's girl?"

Before Zhao Xiaohei and Zhao Xiaoxing could respond, Murong Chu already said with a look of disdain: "Looking at your appearance, it doesn't seem to be anything special, oh, by the way, I almost forgot, it seems that I asked her to choose two idiots to come over!"

"What?"

Although he was indeed shocked by Murong Chujian's casual waving of his hand twice, but being called a fool in front of him, even if the other party was likely to be a generation of powerhouses Murong for the first time, Zhao Xiaohei also said with an unhappy face: "Idiot?"

He raised his hand and tapped the tip of his nose with his thumb, pointed at himself, and said, "Have you ever seen a fool who can already break through the mirror and enter reincarnation at such a young age?"

Murong touched his sparse beard for the first time, and smiled slightly: "Yo, it seems to be very remarkable, so you are still a genius?"

Zhao Xiaoxing, who was on the side, had a non-yielding expression, nodded and said: "Of course, compared to Brother Wuji and Uncle Longshan, they are naturally not geniuses, but compared to others, my two brothers are also talented, far superior to others!"

"Cut!"

Murong Chujian sneered with disdain on his face again when he saw it, and then he slanted at Zhao Xiaoxing and said, "Do you know what kind of realm Lao Tzu was when he was your age?"

Zhao Xiaoxing glared when he heard this: "Is it possible that you can still be stronger than the Wuji brother in front of you?"

"Him?"

Murong glanced at Wei Wuji at first sight, then shook his head and said: "Although his strength is very special, it is too chaotic and too miscellaneous, not to mention that my strength is stronger than him at this age, even if I am in the same realm as him, or even slightly weaker than him, Lao Tzu can beat two of him in the same way!"

"Don't be unconvinced!"

Before Wei Wuji and the others could speak, Murong Chu saw that he had already continued: "Although your refining god is very strong, it can take your strength to a higher level, but to correct its origin, it is always borrowed from other people's strength, so ......"

He looked directly at Wei Wuji and said: "Your idea of occupying both ends is very good, but the speed of your realm and the improvement of the qi in your body is too slow, if you can't catch up with this side as soon as possible, the three flowers that he has condensed day by day are also three deformed flowers, I am not afraid to tell you, now that kid from Confucianism, his Dharma realm has been completed, and his abilities in all aspects are even more balanced, going hand in hand, compared to him, your kid is far behind!"

Wei Wuji's expression moved when he heard this: "Seniors have seen Brother Fang?"

Murong Chujian nodded and said: "I saw it once on the boundary stone three days ago, and by the way, I pointed him out a few tricks, not to mention, in terms of understanding and talent, he really has a bit of the old man's demeanor back then!"

"Haha......"

Zhao Xiaohei suddenly laughed, and then he looked at his brother Zhao Xiaoxing and said: "Brother, I don't know if he is a sword venerable, but he is a serious stinky fart, I still admire Lao Hei!"

"I can't help but admire!"

Zhao Xiaoxing said with a serious face: "I, Zhao Xiaoxing, almost really knelt down to apprentice!"

"Apprenticeship?"

Murong sneered when he saw it: "Are you thinking too beautifully, when did the old man promise to accept you?"

"Hey......

Zhao Xiaohei said with a smile on his face: "Don't accept it, this matter is not up to you!"

Murong Chu was stunned when he heard this: "It's not up to the old man to have the final say, then who has the final say?"

Zhao Xiaoxing laughed and said: "Of course it's us, you are always willing to teach, and it depends on whether we are willing to learn or not!"

"What?"

Murong Chu was furious when he saw it, he pointed to his nose and said: "I, Dao Zun, Murong Chu saw it, you don't go to inquire, as long as the old man is willing to teach people sword techniques, do you know how many people will rush to line up? There will be people who are unwilling to learn, you two are stupid, right?"

"Silly?"

Zhao Xiaohei said with a smug face: "This is called selling at a price, do you understand?"

Murong Chu saw his eyes widen, and looked at Zhao Xiaohei and Zhao Xiaoxing angrily and said, "Just the two of you?"

"Haha......"

At first sight, Murong suddenly let out a long laugh, and then he shook his head and said excitedly: "Interesting, interesting, really interesting!"

Poof!

Suddenly, there was a slight movement of strong wind, and Zhao Xiaohei and Zhao Xiaoxing only felt an invisible pressure, which surged from between heaven and earth, and instantly pressed them directly to the ground!

"You ......"

Zhao Xiaoxing, who could only barely raise his head, looked at the scorching intent that suddenly erupted in Murong's eyes at first sight, and he couldn't help but say with some anxiety in his heart: "What do you always want to do?"

Bang!

Murong squatted down for the first time, and gave the two of them a burst of chestnuts, as if he remembered something interesting, he said with a playful face: "You say, if the old man accepts the two of you, but doesn't teach you sword skills, isn't this matter interesting?"

Zhao Xiaohei said with a miserable face: "You won't be so cruel, right?"

"More than ......"

Murong Chu saw it and said with a smile: "The old man still wants to throw you two into the other four domains to experience, as long as you don't die, you can toss them as much as you want!"

"Rest assured ......"

He patted Zhao Xiaohei's face and said, "Although the old man hasn't asked anything for a long time, as long as he speaks, this face, the other four domains still have to give it, how about it?"

"Not how!"

Zhao Xiaoxing said loudly: "If you have the ability, you can throw us into the abyss of stars and moons, or into the abyss of the ghost prison, otherwise, don't say that you seem to be able to run rampant in the world!"

"Makes sense!"

Murong nodded when he first saw this, as if he felt that Zhao Xiaoxing's words did get to the point of the problem, and after he groaned, he lifted the boning knife on the side of the board and swiped it lightly in front of him!

In the horrified gaze of Wei Wuji and the others, a slender and deep spatial crack had appeared directly in front of their eyes!

When Murong first saw him squatting in front of Zhao Xiaohei and Zhao Xiaoxing, he said with a smile: "Don't say it, the old man not only killed in the depths of the demon world back then, but also visited the depths of several other realms!"

He pointed to the slender spatial crack and said, "Guess what the teleportation array that the old man has arranged in the other four realms corresponds to after this rift!"

In Zhao Xiaohei and Zhao Xiaoxing's increasingly embarrassed faces, his face stained with a little blood stain seemed to glow with a demonic light, and he said with a strange smile: "Or is it actually corresponding to a place that has been destroyed a long time ago, do you want to give it a try?"

Long Shan, who was on the side, couldn't help but change his face when he heard this: "Senior, you won't be serious, right?"

"Senior ......"

Wei Wuji also took a step forward, but before he could say the rest of the words, Murong Chu had already raised his hand to stop him!

"Boy!"

Murong Chu got up and looked at Wei Wuji and said, "If you don't want the old man to really do this to them, then you should first promise the old man to do two things for the old man!"

Seeing that Murong didn't seem to be joking at first sight, Wei Wuji's expression moved: "Senior, please speak!"

Murong Chu saw it and said: "I heard that there has been an abnormality in the Burial Soldier Valley recently, you all have to go over, the first thing the old man should do is, if you meet a woman with outstanding swordsmanship, then use your sword to defeat him, and then bring her sword back!"

Wei Wuji said with a puzzled expression, "A woman with outstanding swordsmanship?"

Murong nodded when he first saw her and said, "Yes, don't ask the old man who her surname is, because the old man doesn't know either, but when you meet her, you will naturally know!"

"As for the second one!"

Murong Chujian groaned and said, "After you do the first thing, the old man will tell you!"

"That's it!"

Speaking of this, his expression suddenly moved, and then he raised his head and glanced upwards and said, "Step aside first, and don't make a sound no matter what you see for a while!"

Seeing that Long Shan was about to speak, Murong Chu said with a deep expression: "If you don't want to die!"

Swept away by Murong Chu's eyes, Long Shan only felt that he was like falling into an ice cave, and his whole body was inexplicably cold, and then he moved, hurriedly came to Wei Wuji's side, and closed his mouth vigorously!

"And you!"

With a low shout, Murong Chujian raised his hand and waved, and the figures flickered, except for Zuo Han and Bu Weiren, who had already left, Wang Tingfeng, Ye Yu, Shi Leng and Cheng Xue, together with Long Liu and Long Jiu, were actually grabbed by Murong Chujian and thrown behind Long Shan at will!

Boom, at this moment, with a burst of earth-shattering thunder, the sky above the Acropolis, suddenly surging with clouds, in the blink of an eye, the pouring rain, with gusts of wind, instantly covered the entire Acropolis!

In the midst of the lightning and thunder, faintly, Wei Wuji felt as if there was a wisp of crying and complaining, lingering between the entire heaven and earth:

"Three feet of autumn water and a wisp of wind, looking all over the world, it is difficult to find a knife trace, I still remember the slow voice of the year, the love is extinguished, and the smile is shallow, and the hatred is Yanran!"

And with that wisp of voice, the people in the Acropolis who were qualified and powerful to know some of the inside story, at this time, Qi Qi looked up at the sky, and they all secretly shouted: "It's her!"

In the bronze hall above the acropolis, when the dragon soul heard the voice, his complexion changed in an instant, and he looked at Ming Xinyue, who was a little iron-blue, with a shocked face, and said, "Is it her?"