After feeding the punch for a long time, the punching intent emanating from Wen Chen's body was not so heavy, but the speed of his punch was too fast.

It was shorter than a blink of an eye, Wen Chen's fist was as fast as lightning, and the woman's face was startled, and a sword swept out.

"Bang!", Wen Chen only frowned slightly, and immediately threw a third punch.

The woman drew her sword again, and Wen Chen's body was swept by the sword with two deep bone-deep openings.

Wen Chen didn't seem to feel pain, and it was the fourth punch again.

Wen Chen's punch speed was too fast, she blocked the attack, and there was no chance to shoot the sword at all.

Fifth Punch, Sixth Punch ............

The woman's forehead was already sweating, this guy was simply a madman, the blood from the six sword edges on his body had already flowed on the ground, but he still punched, a little faster, a little closer, and wanted to kill the woman with the last punch.

She is five mirrors higher than Wen Chen, but Wen Chen, as a martial artist, has been overwhelmed by the courage of three mirrors, and she is about to breathe.

In the seventh punch, Wen Chen's eyes sank, like an arrow off the string, and smashed directly into the woman's temple.

The woman didn't even have time to react, just a "click", and the cervical vertebrae were directly shattered.

The rest of the people were dumbfounded, Miss Mu, a sword cultivator of the Seven Mirrors of the Sword Dao, was killed by a kid with the Three Mirrors of the Martial Dao, Seven Punches?

Wen Chen glanced at the woman who was already dead, and then turned to look at the other seven people, his eyes full of killing intent.

"Is she from the Mu family?" Wen Chen asked in a deep voice.

One of the men swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his face pale, not because he was stupid, but because he felt that he couldn't breathe with the violent pressure that emanated from this guy's body.

"Kill my senior sister, you wait for a steady stream of revenge. One of the women gritted her teeth and glared at Wen Chen.

"Then, you all die!" Wen Chen picked up the sword in the dead woman's hand.

"The son of the Rhino Canal Jade Sword Gen family, a young man with a white horse and a golden bondage. "Wen Chen seemed to be drunk and chanting poetry, and his body staggered. Immediately, the sword in his hand was raised, and the snow was sprinkled with Wenchen, and the sword in his hand was like being swept up by a whirlwind.

"The son of the Rhino Canal Jade Sword Gen family, a young man with a white horse and a golden bondage. "This sword trick is a sword trick in the "Twelve Classics of the Way of the Sword".

When he saw that the souls of Ma Erpang and Liu Cripple were imprisoned in the Soul Lock Lamp, he remembered the time when he was a child and they were in Dragon City, the Xiqu Jade Sword Gen Family: Aren't they talking about people like Ma Erpang and Liu Cripple? They are ants in the eyes of those strong people, but who cares that they are originally children of a good family. Whitehorse Golden Bondage Boys: They should have a boyhood time, and they also dreamed that they would be young swordsmen who crossed the White Horse and held the golden reins!

Kendo is not the way of treating the weak as ants, but the way of justice that overrides the heads of those who regard the weak as ants.

After Wen Chen realized the Great Dao in this sword technique, the sword qi in his body instantly flowed, and it felt like drinking and drinking.

The seven of them drew their swords together, and they all rushed towards Wenchen.

Wen Chen's figure swayed, and the sword in his hand was like a spiritual snake.

"Bang, bang, bang!" "Bang, bang!" between the sword light and the shadows, every time he took out his sword, he was like a poet with a pen.

Old man Pang on the street looked at Wen Chen, who was fighting with seven people, with a smile.

The heavy snow covered the old man's shoulders, he picked up the wine jug in his hand and took a sip of wine, then looked up at the sky, and seemed to murmur with emotion: "The young man of the Wen family has grown up, who doesn't know the sword of Longcheng?

The seven sword cultivators with the highest five mirrors were directly killed on the spot by Wen Chen.

Qi Xidu hadn't reacted from the scene just now, and his forehead and the tip of his nose were covered with sweat.

After killing eight people, Wen Chen collapsed directly to the ground.

Qi Xidu and Liu Zhi carried Wen Chen back.

"Eight people, one kendo eight realms, seven kendo five mirrors, all killed?" Wu Idiot's eyes widened, and his face was incredible.

Qi Xidu nodded excitedly, and described the scene when Wenchen was fighting.

"If it weren't for the medicine of the medicine immortal, he would have died this time. The old woman Rong carefully sewed the sword on Wen Chen's body and scolded her.

Cha Long nodded and said, "This kid can hold the six swords and make the last punch, it's indeed a bit excessive!"

Wu Idiot looked at the soul lock lamp on the table, he frowned and said: "Wen boy is stabbing the hornet's nest this time, the soul lock lamp is a thing of the Qianwu Sect, and the disciples who can bring the soul lock lamp out should not have a low status in the Qianwu Sect." ”

"Qianwumen, the ghost is worried! It seems that there will be a lot of trouble in the future, Liu Zhi, why is the reason why Gongzi is so desperate for the two souls in this soul-locking lamp?" the old woman asked.

Liu Zhi nodded and said: "The two souls in the soul lock lamp are the childhood companions of the son, and the person who took this soul lock lamp should be Mu Changqing's descendants." ”

As soon as Liu Zhi finished speaking, Pei Songping hurriedly ran into the house.

He got straight to the point and said: "The person who was killed by Wen Chen is Mu Changqing's little daughter Mu Rongyue, Mu Rongyue is also a disciple of Ran Xun, the great elder of the Qianwu Sect, the Qianwu Sect has a wide distribution of power in the rivers and lakes, Wen Chen can be regarded as a big trouble this time." ”

"I'm not afraid of itching if there are more lice, that person in this world doesn't want to use my son-in-law's blood to sacrifice the sword, if they dare to find it, my son-in-law will naturally fight back!" Liu Zhi said lightly.

Pei Songping didn't dare to speak, he left after delivering the news.

Wen Chen's lie down is five days, these days Wu idiot taught Qi Xidu boxing, Qi Xidu learned boxing much faster than Wen Chen, but not as solid as Wen Chen.

Wen Chen looked at the soul lock lamp and frowned, this soul lock lamp was the size of a fist, it was made of bronze, and the lamp surface was carved with a giant eye and a big mouth and fangs.

The souls of Ma Erpang and Liu Cripple seemed to be tortured in the soul lock lamp, and Wen Chen didn't know how to take out the souls of the two of them from the soul lock lamp.

After investigation, Wen Chen learned that the divine beast on this soul-locking lamp was called gluttony. There is only one soul-locking lamp in the whole world, and the soul-locking lamp is a product of the Yin-Yang family.

Wen Chen only found these, and then did not find any useful information.

Half a year has passed, Wenchen Kendo is only in three mirrors, four mirrors in martial arts, and there is no sign of broken mirrors, on the other hand, Qi Xidu has only been in half a year, and he has already reached the six mirrors of martial arts.

In the past half a year, no one from the Qianwumen came to Wenchen to seek revenge, but the matter of the genius sword cultivator Ye Nianjun spread all over the country.

Ye Nianjun became the closed disciple of Ouyang Xia, the sect master of the first sect of the Central Plains, Jianchi Mountain, and heard that Ye Nianjun's sword path had reached the Eight Realms, and this time in the Central Plains Martial Arts Competition, Ye Nianjun represented the entire sect to compete.

There is also an alliance between the three forces of Zhennan Hou Mu Changqing, Song Qian, the king of northern Xinjiang, and Ye Xiu, the king of Western Liang, and Ye Xiu, the king of Western Liang, became the leader of the alliance.

What made Wen Chen even more concerned was that his childhood friend Song Xiaolong became the heir to succeed the king of northern Xinjiang, and Li Mucheng became the famous "Heavenly Wolf General" in Fengdu.

"Boss Wen, Master Pei said that there is news about the soul locking lamp. Qi Xi said to Wen Chen.

"Say it quickly!" Wen Chen instantly became interested.

"The person who can unlock the soul lamp is named Situ Yun, a disciple of the Yin and Yang family, I heard that she will participate in this martial arts competition!" Qi Xidu hurriedly said.

Wen Chen nodded.

Qi Xidu has been familiar with Pei Songping in the past half a year, to be precise, there is no one in Longcheng who is not familiar with him, from the wealthy businessmen to the tavern brothel owners.

"Boss Wen, I've heard about it, that Yin Yang disciple named Situ Yun is a person who belongs to the Shenlong and does not see the end, and the prestige of the Yin and Yang family is very high in the major sects of the Central Plains, if you beg someone to unlock the soul lamp for you, it is estimated that it is impossible. Qi Xidu said truthfully.

"So I'm going to attend this martial arts conference, so that I can have the opportunity to get close to Situ Yun and ask her to help!" Wen Chen said with a firm gaze.

Qi Xidu looked embarrassed: "Boss Wen, all the qualifications for the martial arts conference must be disciples of major sects, you are alone, people will not let you participate." ”

"You tell this news, I don't believe there is no other way?" Wen Chenbai asked with a white glance.

"Yes, yes, but it's a bit hanging!"

"Speak quickly!"

Qi Xi smiled and said, "Another way is to challenge all the disciples of those small sects who are preparing to participate in the competition, provided that you maintain the top ten among these participating disciples before you are eligible to participate in the martial arts conference." ”