In this world, except for the monks of Shaolin Temple, who are easy to distinguish, those famous factions, except for the Huashan faction and the Kunlun faction, Shen Yuan does not know anything.

The Huashan faction is because he has known it since he was a child, so he won't say much.

But the Kunlun faction is entirely because of their swords.

Although Gongye and his time by his side were not long, he also told him some strange things about the rivers and lakes.

And Gongye and Nengshuo are naturally related to swords.

The Kunlun faction has a lot of weight in the eyes of Gongyehe, because their swords are really peculiar, and once upon a time Gongyehe also coveted the Seven Swords, so he had some troubles with the Seven Swords.

Gu Gongyehe said that when he fought with these seven people, these seven people were naturally not opponents, but as a sword slave, he did not take much advantage.

Therefore, Gongyehe believed that these seven swords were not buried in the hands of these seven people, so these seven swords were fortunate to remain in the Kunlun faction.

And the shape and style of these seven swords were even more talked about to Shen Yuan back then!

Later, Gongye and the sword pedigrees of the various factions left before leaving, there were these seven swords, Shen Yuan knew their characteristics, and Gongye He had described the appearance of the seven swords with him, these seven people came head-on, seven people and seven swords, how could Shen Yuan not recognize them?

In particular, the Split Mountain Sword is extremely eye-catching, with a total length of five feet and a width of nearly one foot, extremely thick and wide, without a sheath to admire.

The sword body is like pig iron, it is natural, the upper end of the sword is sharp, but two feet below, there is no blade on both sides.

And the person who carries this sword is even more powerful, such a huge sword, tied to the back, the blade of the sword is actually under the hips!

Shen Yuan couldn't help but sigh: "How can anyone grow so tall?"

Shen Yuan knew that the person who carried the Split Mountain Sword was named Yin Guang. It was also this person, Shen Yuan instantly determined that these seven people were the Kunlun Seven Swordsmen!

However, although Shen Yuan's blurted out voice was small, it still attracted attention.

Looking at him was the oldest of the seven swords, an old man who was about the age of a sixtieth birthday, with gray hair and a gray beard, but the whole person was full of energy and spirit!

He was dressed as the most ordinary of the seven, with a brown scarf on his head, an inky straight body, and patches on his elbows.

Judging from the momentum emanating from him, these seven people were obviously headed by this person.

Look at the long sword hanging from his waist, the head of the sword is a copper ring, sandalwood is the sheath, and the sword body contains the full length of the hilt is at least three feet six inches, simple and slender, at a glance, you can see that it is not ordinary.

And this person must be the star picking sword, Mo Wenkong, and he is also the head of the Kunlun faction today.

I saw Mo Wenkong pause, his eyes fell on Shen Yuan, and he saw that he was just a young swordsman who had not yet reached the weak crown and had just entered the rivers and lakes, dressed simply and plainly, and knew that he was not a disciple of any major sect at a glance, but Mo Wenkong praised Shen Yuan in his heart for having such insight.

Then he turned back to the other six people and smiled: "Although I haven't been walking around in the Central Plains for a long time, I didn't expect a hairy boy to recognize the seven of us." It seems that this Kongtong covenant has spread all over the Central Plains martial arts, and when the time comes, it will be called the Emei faction and the Kongtong faction to know how powerful our Kunlun is!"

There was a slight smugness in his words.

Shen Yuan was slightly stunned when he heard this, but he didn't expect that the people of the Kunlun Sect would be so arrogant.

I have always known the subtlety of Kunlun's seven sets of swordsmanship, so I sighed at the wonder of these seven swords, and guessed who was who.

Now that they are talking about it, it seems that they are really powerful and famous, and they are like the frog at the bottom of the well, and now they have seen the true god, and the five bodies of worship are thrown to the ground.

Thinking of this, Shen Yuan snorted, didn't hold back his laughter, shook his head and strode forward.

This Kunlun faction is indeed prestigious, but whether it is Emei or Kunlun, or Shaolin, Huashan, and Wulin factions, there are really few who can make Shen Yuan look at them.

He admits that each faction of martial arts has subtleties, but it is perhaps influenced by the Huashan faction, and in his heart, the so-called famous and decent sects are just work on the face, and secretly I don't know how hypocritical they are.

Therefore, to Shen Yuan, these sects are just a joke for Shen Yuan, what martial arts masters and pillars of the righteous path are.

He didn't see what these "righteous people" did, but they were like gangs like Tiger Roaring Hall, but they were loyal and courageous!

And Zhong Buying, Snake Mother-in-law, Shan Zixu, these so-called evil crooked ways, although they say that they are all personal enemies, but what they do is all righteous!

But these famous and decent people actually held a demon slaying conference in order to kill a crazy old man, and they fought for some inconsequential reputations, and even killed people in a rage!

Whether it is an open competition or a sneaky brawl, in Shen Yuan's opinion, it can only be summed up in one word: "Phew!"

Fang Cai Mo was still a little proud, but his face was blue at the moment.

At this time, another lean man dressed in Hui clothes, with a white hat on his head and a strange sword in his hand, grabbed a few steps and shouted, "You, stop!"

Shen Yuan turned his head when he heard the sound, and looked at it fixedly, only to see that the sword body was slightly shorter, but the hilt was long, and the ordinary hilt was only five or six inches, but the hilt of his sword reached about a foot!

The hilt of the sword is about three feet long, and the brass is a sheath, but the hilt is made of fine iron.

In addition to the strange length, the most amazing thing is that the center of the sword head is a small hole, from which a thin iron cable of about an inch hangs, and an iron ball the size of an egg falls at one end of the iron cable!

Shen Yuan secretly thought: "This person must be the Flying Stone Sword and Horse Chong!"

At this moment, Shen Yuan didn't want to make trouble, so he just glanced at it and continued to walk forward, nothing was important at the moment to fill his stomach.

These seven people are all famous martial arts celebrities, when have they been so cold-eyed, but for a while, this face can't be hung up, and they are all blue and red.

Especially that horse charge!

Seeing that Shen Yuan had no one in his eyes, he couldn't help it for a long time, if he was outside the city, Xu would have fought a long time ago, how could he make Shen Yuan go so happily!

Ma Chong caught up in two steps, jumped in front of Shen Yuan out of thin air, the flying stone sword in his hand was not unsheathed, but he held the hilt of the sword and raised the sword to point, the sheath tail with some sharpness, just against Shen Yuan's chest.

I only heard Ma Chong say: "Who are you, since you know that the seven of us are the Kunlun Seven Swords, why do you dare to laugh at us rudely?"

When the sheath tail was against Shen Yuan's chest, Shen Yuan was a little annoyed at the moment!

He had long expected that these people were quite unreasonable, but he didn't expect that they would be so unreasonable!

I smiled casually, and I wanted to face each other with a sword!

Shen Yuan slowly raised his head, his eyes flashing with a cold light, and his hand gently flicked away the flying stone sword.

He really didn't want to make trouble at the moment, just bypassed Ma Chong and continued to move forward.

Seeing this, Ma Chong was annoyed and ashamed, and whether it was in this Pingliang City or not, the flying stone sword in his hand turned around, holding the hilt of the sword upside down, and he didn't know what mechanism he pressed, only to hear the sound of "whoosh", and the iron ball outside the hilt of the sword actually flew straight towards Shen Yuan!

Shen Yuan's ears moved slightly, and at the moment when the iron ball smashed, the Northern Immortal Sword also groaned, and was pulled out of its sheath by Shen Yuan!

At the same time, Shen Yuan turned around suddenly, and the sword body carried a quagmire-like true qi, and as soon as it was stirred, the iron ball obediently wrapped around the sword body of the Northern Darkness!

Suddenly, I only heard Shen Yuan's soft shout, his waist moved slightly, his steps changed, and the Northern Immortal Sword in his right hand shook, only to see that Ma Chong couldn't stand and staggered towards Shen Yuan!

Looking at Shen Yuan again, he was not in a hurry, the sword body was moving, and he drew a Tai Chi!

In the blink of an eye, this dark sword body somehow was actually on Ma Chong's shoulder and neck!