Chapter 163: The thousand-year-old sword intent has passed, and the sword and the dragon have pressed the green mang

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After that, with the Fulong swordsman as the center, the Dao sword aura rose from the ground, and the Fulong sword made a forward stab without any fancies, but everyone present was shocked, this simple and unpretentious sword, but it couldn't be avoided no matter what.

"Changhong runs through the sun!" as Li Haoyuan spoke, as if a straight rainbow slammed towards Liu Gongqing.

Liu Gongqing frowned and tilted his head, the three feet of light around him dimmed, and the green bamboo in his hand was dotted seven times, and every inch of black light consumed the domineering sword from the Cangcheng faction. At the same time, the feet have been pushed back five feet.

One sword was gone, followed by another. "Swallow thousands of miles!"

This sword, the Fulong swordsman is like the master of the earth, domineering and unshakable, and for a while the momentum overwhelmed everyone present, including Nangong Split Heaven and Qinglong Douren.

The moment the sword was handed out, everyone was so shocked that they focused their attention on Li Haoyuan. Even if the cultivation of the Fulong swordsman has not yet reached the truth, the inheritance of the famous family has been baptized for thousands of years, and it is by no means in vain.

Cangcheng's sword, a sword light cold the nineteen counties of the Central Plains!

Liu Gongqing rushed towards the huge and incomparable sword intent, even if the realm was higher than Li Haoyuan, he had to avoid its edge. Desperately dodging this sword, he let his sword intent spew out of the Luopeng Cliff wantonly, and took away a few pond fish that were unfortunately affected.

At this time, Liu Yun and Xiaoyu were hiding in an inconspicuous corner, and Ma Wentian was lying behind them who suddenly fainted for some reason. While the two of them struggled to protect Wentian, they tried not to show the mountain dew, so as not to attract the attention of the surrounding enemies.

Not only were the two of them stunned by the sword of the Fulong swordsman, but even Wentian, who was in the state of Sumeru, was also shocked.

When the old man was leaving, the unique luck of dominating the heavens and the earth, and the huge luck of being able to open the gate of heaven with the seven-foot realm of returning to the truth, naturally swallowed the sky and spit out the sun. Although there were countless people present, none of them could see this ethereal thing.

If anyone in the world can see it, I am afraid that there is only the simple scholar in the downstairs thousands of miles away in the north, only this one, and there is no other name.

The old man's luck was released, and he was absorbed by Ma Wentian's long whale, who didn't even know about it, and then passed out. It is as if the surroundings are ethereal, and a person wanders in the sky, like a nightmare.

The fighting around failed to wake Ma Wentian. Only the sword of the Fulong swordsman was handed out, so that Ma Wentian in the dark felt the great sword intent, and only then did he consciously perceive his existence and wake up suddenly.

At this time, if you look around, you can already see that there is already a river of blood. Liu Yun and Xing Yu were protecting themselves and fighting fiercely with the two old men who rushed up.

The Liuhong Sword exploded, and a thick layer of rust exploded instantly, and the cold light did not stay on the sword body, it flew out, silently cutting off the head of the old man who was surrounded by Xiao Yu's treacherous body.

"Wentian, you woke up, what happened to you just now?" Seeing Wentian wake up, Liu Yun hurriedly asked.

The old man who was fighting against Liu Yun suddenly found that his companion had died, and he was so shocked that he withdrew from the battle circle. In all fairness, the kid's sword just now, he didn't even notice it, and if that sword was slashed at him, he would definitely be in a different place now. I blamed myself for being careless, thinking that the boy who fell to the ground was dead, but who knew that he suddenly jumped up. I was also glad that I was lucky, and the sword swept towards the old king lying beside me.

Wentian recalled his state just now, and he was also confused. When he fainted, the only thing he had an impression of the outside world was the huge sword intent, and now when he woke up, he could clearly feel that the sword intent came from the Fulong swordsman in the distance.

This is not the time to talk, since it is okay to ask the sky, then let it go. Since following the eldest grandson Fuji in the Lingshan faction to fight a fight and almost died, the three of them have never made a vivid move, and today they finally have so many sword piles to practice, how can they miss it. So the three little slippery heads smiled sly and fought.

No one paid attention, and the sword that Wentian subconsciously swung out when he woke up not only easily cut off the head of a master who asked the question, but also entered the cliff six zhang, drawing a huge crack in the black jade's Luopeng Cliff mountain with a radius of six zhang.

Looking at Liu Gongqing at this time, he was forced to be very embarrassed by the Fulong swordsman of the lower realm, and his clothes and hair buns were messy. The moves don't prevail.

In another battle circle, there is a person and a sword who always pay attention to the movements of the Fulong swordsman, and that is the Lingxi swordsman Chen Zhiyuan.

Ever since the silenced spies planted by Nangong Splitting Heaven in various factions began to move, Chen Zhiyuan's mind has been shaken.

Zhou Zhengdao, the previous head of the Cangcheng faction, was in charge of the Cangcheng faction at the age of 100, and passed the position of head to his disciple Chen Jingkui, that is, Chen Zhiyuan's father, at the age of 100. After that, Zhou Zhengdao disappeared from the rivers and lakes, and in just three years, the head of the family made countless rumors about the entire rivers and lakes. At that time, Chen Jingkui, who was not enough to deter the rivers and lakes, silently shouldered the burden of the Cangcheng faction without the slightest explanation to the outside world.

Fortunately, the thousands of years of the Cangcheng faction are still there, and no one dares to come to Chen Jingkui for trouble, and it can barely be regarded as a situation that has lasted for decades. Chen Jingkui only accepts two disciples, Li Haoyuan and his biological son Chen Zhiyuan.

I don't know whether to avoid suspicion or to know how bitter it is behind the surface scenery of the head of the big faction, out of distress for his son, Chen Jingkui passed the position of Fulong Sword and Cangcheng to Li Haoyuan, who was far lower than Chen Zhiyuan. Only passed on to Chen Zhiyuan, the famous sword that assisted the heads of previous dynasties was full of Jianghong. The patriarch has training, and Man Jianghong will fold before the Fulong sword. The Lord of Man Jianghong must die before the Lord of the Fulong Sword.

This time, the inheritance of the head of Cangcheng once again surprised the entire rivers and lakes.

Perhaps because his father is the head of the family, Chen Zhiyuan seems to be overpowering Li Haoyuan in terms of martial arts, knowledge and courage, and within the Cangcheng faction, Chen Zhiyuan is also expected. But he never expected that his father would pass on the throne to his senior brother before he became ancient.

Since then, Li Haoyuan has shouldered the burden of Cangcheng, which is in a downturn. It seems that he has always felt guilty about his brother Chen Zhiyuan. But fortunately, Chen Zhiyuan has been taught by loyalty, filial piety, benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom and faith since he was a child, and he is guided by the heroic and righteous Cangcheng sword intent. Dedicated to assisting the senior brother. In a few decades, the weak Cangcheng faction rose again and sat firmly among the five major factions.

Maybe it was the seeds in Chen Zhiyuan's heart that began to germinate, maybe it was Emperor Wu City's promise of enough profits, or maybe it was the trend of unification of the rivers and lakes that made Chen Zhiyuan break with Li Haoyuan, and in the end Chen Zhiyuan still led some Cangcheng disciples to defect to Emperor Wu City, claiming to be orthodox in Cangcheng.

Everyone in the world knows that the leader of the Cangcheng faction, Fulong Swordsman, and how many people have paid attention to the rise of the Cangcheng faction, most of which were brought down by the Lingxi swordsman? Even in Emperor Wu City, Chen Zhiyuan could more or less feel that everyone did not pay attention to him, and regarded himself as a scum who had betrayed his master like those rabble. Today, Chen Zhiyuan finally waited for this opportunity. He deliberately didn't make a move, only spent it with a master of the Tongshan faction, and waited until Liu Gongqing lost to Li Haoyuan, and then he shot to defeat Li Haoyuan. Let the entire rivers and lakes know who is the orthodoxy of Cangcheng!

Just when the Tongshan master and Chen Zhiyuan were at a stalemate. Chen Zhiyuan's momentum suddenly rose and rose again, and the sword intent in his hand skyrocketed, and with the sunset of the long river of a sword, the master of Tongshan and the half-wall Luopeng Cliff were divided into two.

The huge sword qi split the hundreds of masters who were entangled, split the dozens of zhang Luopeng Cliff, and split the fierce Nangong Splitting Sky and Qinglong Fighter!

Emperor Wu and Qinglong had to avoid under that sword. What is avoided is not Chen Zhiyuan, who has a low realm, but the thousand-year-old sword intent of the world's sword gall Cangcheng faction!

Dozens of zhang sword rays startled the heroes of Luopeng Cliff. At this time, it seems that only the Lingxi Swordsman who stands with his hands is independent!

The ancients spread the water with a touch of residual sun, half of the river and half of the river red. But the sword in Chen's hand is a round of Shuo Ri through the sea, and the vicissitudes of the east go to Manjianghong!

Chen Zhiyuan's body loomed, and his sword was shining. Back to basics!

Chen Zhiyuan, who was silently hidden and had entered the realm of returning to the truth, laughed and said, "Fulong Swordsman, would you like to try the sword with Chen?"