Suddenly, his mind moved and he thought of an interesting way to deal with it.

Seeing the iron sword behind a male cultivator, Mu Chen turned over and jumped to the back of the crowd, and the group of outer disciples hurriedly turned around, only to see that this uninvited guest had an iron sword in his hand for practice.

When the male cultivator saw the sword in Mu Chen's hand, he felt that his back seemed to be much lighter, and he reached out to touch his back, but he didn't touch it for a long time, and he couldn't help but be furious.

"Stinky boy, you dare to take my sword!"

"Quick, help me get the sword back!"

The outer disciples rushed up, wanting to grab Mu Chen and snatch the iron sword back.

The sword is very important to every monk who has entered the Tao with a sword, and even more so to the disciples of the Phantom Sword Alliance.

Even if it was just an iron sword for practice, letting a person of unknown origin take away his sword at will was an insult to the sword user, and it was also a contempt for their group of outer disciples of the Phantom Sword Alliance.

With such a breath, they would never be able to endure it as proud disciples of the Phantom Sword Alliance.

It's just that Mu Chen's body is as light as a swallow, and there is wind under his feet, when this group of outer disciples just pounced on him, he jumped forward with his sword, stepped on the ancient huai, and shouted loudly:

"Senior brothers, in fact, I have also practiced swords for many years!"

"I admire and admire your sect's swordsmanship very much, and this time I climbed the mountain to visit your sect, just to see with my own eyes your sect's swordsmanship, whether it is as strong as rumored!"

"I hope that all senior brothers will not show mercy to their subordinates and teach them more!"

The autumn sun reflects on the stone wall, making the cliff top white.

Mu Chen smiled, stood on the branch with a sword, hunted in his clothes, and spoke presumptuously.

Hearing this, the expressions of the outer disciples under the tree changed, and they finally understood that this kid in Tsing Yi was not good, and he would use his swordsmanship so much, stop making noise, but a thin and tall male cultivator walked out of it.

I saw that this male cultivator looked at the branch with cold eyes, drew the iron sword with his backhand, stretched his arms apart like a bow, and posed in the sword style of the Phantom Sword Alliance, and waved to Mu Chen defiantly.

"My name is Gao Wenxiu, an outer disciple of the Phantom Sword Alliance, and I have been in the Phantom Sword League for ten years. ”

"When I meet you today, you are a young man, and you dare to speak wildly, I will let you see the power of the swordsmanship of the Phantom Sword Alliance!"

"Then please give me advice!"

The rest of the people immediately stepped back and made a big circle around Mu Chen and Gao Wenxiu.

Mu Chen nodded slightly, since Gao Wenxiu was rude first, he didn't return the salute, just sealed the aura in his body, stepped lightly on the thin branches of his feet, and stabbed at the man with a sword in one hand.

Gao Wenxiu had already been prepared, and when he saw Mu Chen attacking with his strength, he immediately raised his sword to block it, and his eyes once again showed a trace of contempt.

In the blink of an eye, Mu Chen's sword had arrived, and the two swords collided.

Mu Chen didn't give up the attack after the first blow failed, and even turned out the sword flower in mid-air, and when his feet landed, the sword flower turned faster, and the iron swords of the two were entangled, constantly making a choking sound.

With the silver light intertwined, Gao Wenxiu thought that Mu Chen was just stubborn, but he didn't expect that his mastery of swordsmanship was quite good, and he couldn't help but show surprise.

At the same time, he kept retreating, and the sword in his hand became heavier and heavier, and he became more and more unable to grasp it.

The outer disciples who were watching on the side originally wanted to see Mu Chen's jokes, but at this moment, they closed their mouths one after another, nervously watching the competition between Gao Wenxiu and Mu Chen, and silently cheering for Gao Wenxiu in their hearts.

They all know swords, and they can all see that Gao Wen's cultivation skills are not as good as others, and it is only a matter of time before he loses.

"It's not good, Senior Brother Gao seems to be defeated......"

Just as someone was talking about this, they saw Gao Wenxiu's iron sword detached from his palm, and was stuck by Mu Chen's sword in mid-air and spun around a few times, and inserted into the grass in a throwing line.

Mu Chen pointed to the ground with a sword and looked at Gao Wenxiu, whose right hand was trembling constantly.

"Senior Brother Gao, concede!"

"I see that when you hold the sword too hard, it causes the sword to be inserted into the stone wall, even though it is in your hand, and you will let go of yourself because you can't bear the impact. ”

"Although cultivators can kill enemies with Edgeworth in the future, if you don't even pay attention to the most basic, Edgeworth will inevitably be subject to stiffness of limbs when performing sword moves that match with aura, and become a half-hung sword cultivator. ”

In the end, his life was lost in vain. ”

There was an uproar all around, some people were shocked by Mu Chen's sword, and some people were shocked that Mu Chen saw through the problem of Gao Wen's swordsmanship at a glance, and also guided him.

Someone suddenly rushed forward, pointed a sword at Mu Chen's nose, and asked loudly:

"Who are you?"

"Who sent you to dare to provoke our Phantom Sword Alliance?"

Mu Chen scratched the back of his head, and didn't know how to explain to them, after all, according to experience, the disciples of the Phantom Sword Alliance couldn't listen to explanations, and their temperament was probably the same as the stones in the pit, smelly and hard.

At the same time, the competition with Gao Wenxiu did not make Mu Chen addicted to swords, in order to continue to seduce these people to compete with himself, he opened his mouth and came:

"I'm just a casual cultivator, and my name is not worth mentioning. ”

"I have heard for a long time that the Phantom Sword Alliance is famous for its swords, and it is a must in the cultivation world, but it is not as good as being famous when you meet, and this kind of swordsmanship is embarrassed to say that it is the best in the world, and I think it is not as good as those Taoist sects that minor in swordsmanship. ”

"It's just that the Illusory Sword Alliance has a very wide territory under its jurisdiction, and there are a lot of disciples in the sect, so it has become one of the leaders of these seventy-two sects. ”

"This kind of unsightly swordsmanship is actually praised so highly by the cultivation realm, it really makes me laugh. ”

After that, Mu Chen made a hilarious smile again, causing the outer disciples of the Phantom Sword Alliance to be angry, and they all wanted to compete with him again.

That Gao Wenxiu recovered from the huge shock, holding his tiger mouth and shouting at Mu Chen.

"Stinky boy, don't be too complacent, although my skills are not as good as yours, it doesn't mean that the swordsmanship of the Phantom Sword Alliance is clumsy!"

"Yes, that's right!"

Mu Chen saw that they were furious, and felt that what he said was a bit excessive, but he still waved his iron sword, his long sleeves hanging under his arms, and fluttering with the mountain wind.

"Since you think what I said is wrong, then who else can prove to me that the swordsmanship of the Phantom Sword Alliance is extraordinary?"

"I can!"

"Let me come!"

"I'm going to teach him a good lesson, don't fight!"

"No, I'll ...... it"

Almost all the outer disciples took a step forward, and then found that they had not become the prominent one, so they continued to take a step, another step, another step.....

There were even a few outer disciples who put their hands on the monks beside them, preventing them from continuing to walk, if this continued, before they could compete with Mu Chen, these people themselves would have to fight first.

Seeing this strange scene, Mu Chen had a headache.

Originally, he only wanted to stimulate these outer disciples of the Phantom Sword Alliance, but he didn't think that the temperament of these people was even more terrifying and extreme than Yu Sinian.

Sighing helplessly, Mu Chen put away the iron sword and moved his shoulders, but saw a male cultivator standing far away, not participating in the nonsense of these disciples, and also looking at Mu Chen from afar.