Breakfast was too simple, and by the time everyone got up and went out, Liu Chen had already put down the wooden sword in his hand.

"I didn't even notice you practicing swords before, I only knew that you were repeating one action, but I didn't know why. ”

Xu Yuyao smiled and sat under the old locust tree, filled a bowl of porridge for Wu Tong and others, and saw Liu Chen wiping his hands on the side, she smiled and said, "This sword, but what's the point?"

"I built the foundation at the age of eight, knew martial arts at the age of ten, every day, the long sword out of the sheath 500 times, regardless of the wind and rain, it was not easy to survive at that time, often lived a life of licking blood from the edge of the knife, the first time I killed someone, I knew that if I didn't know how to draw the sword, I couldn't live. ”

"Why draw your sword?"

"Draw your sword for martial arts and face difficulties!"

Xu Yuyao's eyes suddenly exuded a different kind of look, and the warm light of the morning light gently draped on Liu Chen's uncovered upper body, and the fine beads of sweat were like precious gems, flashing with colorful light.

"I've heard the monks who traveled to the Great Compassion Temple talk about the rangers in Yuncang Erzhou!" The little monk patted his bulging belly, and a bowl of hot porridge made him feel comfortable for a while, "Those old monks said that the rangers are not even cultivators, they are almost unable to refine qi, even so, even if they are not at the peak of martial arts in their lives, they stick to their path. ”

"What way?" Xu Yuyao and Wu Tong stopped their movements at the same time, and looked at the little monk with curiosity on their faces, the little monk's worship of Liu Chen, everyone in the eighteenth courtyard knew it, and as for the reason for this worship, everyone knew nothing.

"The gentleman is a dead confidant, and he takes the sword out of Yanjing. Su Jiming Guangmo, generously send me off!"

"In my heart, Brother Chen'er is more like a hero!" The little monk looked up at Liu Chen and smiled, his little face was a little shy and a little envious.

"Yes!" Wu Tong took the words of the little monk, slowly put down the dishes and chopsticks and said: "More than ten years ago, after the robbery in Chongzhou, the rangers of Cangzhou attacked all the rudders of the state religion in Kyushu with a thunderous force, and those suicide attacks have made people's hearts palpitate until now, my father once said that cultivators believe in powerful power, and those rangers are the ones who really abide by the Tao in their hearts!"

Liu Chen smiled quietly, wrung out the towel in his hand, hung it in a place where the sun could shine, and then paced to Xu Yuyao's side and sat down, eating breakfast, while talking eloquently: "When I knew martial arts and practiced swords, the first thing that the masters of the dart game taught me was the rules, in this world, there are no rules, there is no circle, people must abide by the rules, in order to be regarded as people, rules can make people strong in their hearts, abide by their duties, is the real martial arts!"

"Good!"

......

Just when everyone in the eighteenth courtyard was talking happily, the low courtyard gate was smashed open by a powerful force.

Liu Chen raised his head and saw Zhang Lingtian's cold and hideous face, followed by the princelings, the hundreds of onlookers in the academy.

Xu Yuyao's face was a little pale, Liu Chen smiled slightly, reached out and patted her shoulder, then stood up and walked to the opposite side of Zhang Lingtian.

"Liu Chen, you are looking for death!"

"Maybe you won't die?"

"Huh. Zhang Lingtian raised his finger and pointed at Liu Chen, and suddenly laughed angrily: "You have bullied me again and again, I really don't dare to kill you?"

"If you want to kill, kill it!"

As soon as Liu Chen's words fell, he suddenly raised his hand, used his finger as a sword, and stabbed at Zhang Lingtian's face door fiercely, the milky white fluorescence wrapped Liu Chen's fingers, and it was emitting bursts of cold light.

Zhang Lingtian sneered, took a step back, stretched out his hand and grabbed Liu Chen's fingers, the two were deadlocked, and the entire eighteenth courtyard immediately quieted down, and people scattered to dodge, making a vacant space for the two of them, just under this old locust tree, the killing intent was instantly permeated.

After missing the blow, Liu Chen withdrew his fingers, slowly floated to the back, and casually picked up an iron sword on a weapon rack.

Zhang Lingtian stood in the distance, the long sword came out of the sheath from his waist, and suddenly, his whole person's momentum changed, like a straight pine, so that people did not dare to look directly.

Xu Yuyao wanted to say something, but was forcibly held down by a few noble ladies from Youzhou, and everyone looked at the two teenagers under the old locust tree with different faces.

"Kill!" Seeing Liu Chen retreat, Zhang Lingtian's confidence increased greatly, and the fear of Liu Chen's cruelty and cruelty in his heart was greatly reduced, and the realm of the nine grades of qi refining suppressed the five grades of qi refining, making his momentum climb higher and higher, and the long sword danced bursts of sword flowers in his hand, approaching Liu Chen.

"Good mother's swordsmanship!" This is the moment Zhang Lingtian kills in front of him, the only thought in Liu Chen's heart is also the country of women's supremacy, that Ji Huansheng is tall and big, and his temperament is extraordinarily masculine, but this Zhang Lingtian, although he can be regarded as a young talent, from his living habits to this martial arts move, all of them are revealing an inexplicable femininity. It's no wonder that Xu Yuyao was like a nymphomaniac at the moment when she saw Liu Chen's majesty, this is not to blame her, if you think about it from another angle, she stays with this group of cream students every day, and there is a great man-like father, and suddenly when she sees Liu Chen, a man who is very similar to her father, no one can control it.

The battle between the fields began to become fierce, Liu Chen was constantly defending, his body was like a cheetah with agility in the mountains and forests, flashing left and right, not leaving any chance for Ling Tian to hurt himself.

The longer the time dragged on, the more anxious that Ling Tian became, his cultivation was originally higher than Liu Chen, but now it was good, the two began to stalemate, from the outsider's point of view, he did have the upper hand, but he himself really had a hard time, Liu Chen was like a slippery loach, he only knew how to avoid, and never changed his moves head-on, such a scoundrel style of play, not to mention how depressed he was.

"Liu Chen is not a fifth grade of qi refining!" Wen Renhao stood beside a burly young man, who was seven or eight points similar to Wen Renhao, but compared to Wen Renhao, that person was more gloomy and less deceitful.

"What does cousin mean?"

"You are the fifth grade of qi refining, and you don't have such abundant vitality, the fifth grade to the sixth grade has always been a watershed, if it is not bad as my brother expected, Liu Chen has broken through in the past few days!"

"With the strength of refining qi and refining the six grades of qi refining for so long, he has not been defeated, what kind of mental method has he practiced?"

"There are always many capable people in the mountain wilderness, Liu Chen's luck is too good to stay!"

Wen Renhao nodded, and several princelings exchanged glances with each other, and immediately looked at Liu Chen's eyes, all of which were full of murderous intent.

"Look at the sword!" Suddenly, Zhang Lingtian in the field took a few steps back, widening the distance between him and Liu Chen, with the rising momentum, the swordsmanship in Zhang Lingtian's hand began to become more and more powerful, after all, it was the top family Tianjiao in Youzhou, and he fought hard, which really made Liu Chen start to be a little scrambling.

I saw that Ling Tian's waist and abdomen shrank, his hands opened suddenly, like Qingluan spreading his wings, and the long sword was thrown out by him, and it was rotating rapidly around his body, like a streamer, bringing a frenzied storm, and in the storm, those sword lights hit Liu Chen's body from all kinds of tricky angles.

"Luan Feng chirps!"

There were already bursts of exclamations from the crowd, Bai Yujing's martial arts really opened the audience's eyes, and even Xu Yuyao, who was silent, began to gradually frown slightly, secretly worried about Liu Chen.