Chapter Ninety-Five: Nicknamed the Gentleman's Sword?

The corpses of the three monsters of the Ding family fell to the ground, only to see everyone's eyes widened, their throats sunken, and the look of horror on their faces did not disappear, obviously not blinding.

This scene shocked everyone.

Looking at Chen Xuan's eyes was like looking at a demon.

Is this young man's swordsmanship really so profound?

Or is it a coincidence?

Qin Feng, Fang Xian, and Li Xinyao were originally rushing over, and when they saw this scene, they all froze, incredible.

What is the strength of this Chen Shaoxia?

Is this too weird?

The three monsters of the Ding family died like this?

"Who else wants to die?"

Chen Xuan's tone was indifferent, he took the long sword and pointed it on the ground.

The black-clothed men and sand bandits around you look at me, I look at you, they all feel terrifying, and no one dares to step forward.

Time is fast.

The night wind howled, and the temperature dropped even more.

Many business travelers shivered from the cold, and even some Jianghu guests felt chills all over their bodies, but no one rushed back to avoid the cold.

Because the many black-clothed people and sand bandits around still haven't evacuated, they are watching from afar.

Qin Feng suddenly reacted and whispered: "Chen Shaoxia, they gather but don't disperse, I'm afraid they are still waiting for other masters, and when their masters arrive, it is estimated that they will flock up, it is better for us to leave temporarily, so that it will not affect others." ”

He looked at the shivering merchant beside him, feeling uneasy and apologetic.

Chen Xuan frowned slightly, and whispered: "Even if we leave, those sand bandits will not let go of these people, they live by looting all year round, and they will kill every person, these merchants are fat sheep in their eyes, we stay, we can still deter them, but as soon as we leave, the rest of the people will be slaughtered." ”

Qin Feng sighed secretly, and felt that it was probably so.

For a while, I was worried.

Knowing this, they didn't walk with the caravan, and now they are innocent and have involved so many people.

The wind and sand gradually decreased, and suddenly there was movement in the distance.

Chen Xuan's eyes narrowed, and he said, "Another master is coming." ”

At this time, the ravines drawn before his feet had been filled in by the wind and sand, and the bodies of the three monsters of the Ding family and the mighty King Kong Zhou Tong were also half-buried and half-buried.

Chen Xuan swung his long sword and swept it again.

Another long ravine tore out from his eyes, more than ten meters long.

Footsteps suddenly sounded, and many black-clothed men and sand bandits in the distance converged towards them again, faintly showing a situation of encirclement.

At the head were four figures.

A slender woman in a black tight-fitting suit, holding a soft whip, covered in a black veil, with cold eyes that seduced the soul.

One is a fat monk, holding a thick and heavy water-mill Zen staff, with a rough face and human bone Buddha beads.

The other is a thin figure, wrapped in a black coat, leaving only a pair of eyes, cold and attractive.

The last person was a bearded man, dressed in a strong robe, straddling the back of a horse, with a cold look in his eyes.

"Even the three monsters of the Ding family are dead, it seems that there are masters. ”

The bearded man said coldly.

Qin Feng and Li Xinyao's faces changed again.

Many of the Jianghu guests behind him were also short of breath.

"Femme fatale Zhao Erniang!"

"The Yama monk has just cracked!"

"And the iron-blooded man Tu Penghu!"

Nervous whispers rang out one after another.

Obviously, the four new people are also very famous.

"It's not good, it's the other protectors of the Gate of Life and Death!"

Qin Feng's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly whispered: "That lady is nicknamed the femme fatale, good at soft whips and poisonous, that monk is a traitor to the King Kong Temple, with a domineering and fierce internal force, that bearded man is an iron-blooded man, once slaughtered thirteen villages in a day, six doors have been pursued several times without success, I don't know the thin person next to me, but most of them are also protectors, Chen Shaoxia, I will meet the enemy with you!"

"And me!"

Fang Xian also saw that something was wrong, and immediately stepped forward.

"No need, you deal with the others, and I'll deal with the four of them. ”

Chen Xuan whispered.

"But..."

"No, but, trust me. ”

Chen Xuan said in a low voice.

Qin Feng and Fang Xian took a light breath and had to nod.

"A group of waste, you can't deal with a few young people, come forward together, chop meat with a knife, that white-clothed swordsman has us to deal with!"

The fat monk said coldly.

When the many black-clothed men and bandits behind him got the order, they immediately shouted and rushed forward, and the crowd was dense, at least nearly a hundred.

During this time, they have been wandering in the distance, just to wait for someone, and at this moment they have gathered masters to kill everyone in one go.

"Guys, fight with these bandits!"

Fang Xian shouted, holding a long sword, and rushed over first.

Qin Feng and Li Xinyao have already entered the crowd.

After a short period of horror, some of the many Jianghu guests behind him finally moved and killed the sand bandits together.

Chen Xuan's brows furrowed slightly, the long sword was still unsheathed, and his body flashed, and he attacked directly towards the four people who appeared.

Capture the thief and capture the king first!

As long as these four people are destroyed, the rest of the rabble will be vulnerable.

Seeing Chen Xuan rushing over, the four of them had cold eyes, roared, and rushed out in unison, blasting towards Chen Xuan.

When they saw Chen Xuan dressed as a white-clothed swordsman, they all thought that Chen Xuan's most powerful skill was swordsmanship, so they directly chose to fight hard as soon as they came up, which forced Chen Xuan to be unable to develop swordsmanship, so as to attack the enemy's shortcomings with his own strengths.

But how could they have thought that Chen Xuan's most powerful thing was not swordsmanship at all.

His strongest is precisely hard and internal strength.

Call!

As soon as he came up, Chen Xuan didn't dodge or dodge, he rose into the air, and directly slammed into the bearded man with one palm.

The most skilled mastery of the bearded man is a [Copper Hammer Hand], known for his fierceness, in the same level of hard encounters, few people will dare to fight against him, as soon as he saw Chen Xuan coming, he was overjoyed, and his internal force was transported to the extreme in an instant, and he was going to kill Chen Xuan with one palm.

The other three people around him also saw Chen Xuan's empty door wide open, and they all showed their unique skills and blasted towards Chen Xuan.

However!

Bang!

With an explosion, Chen Xuan struck with all his strength, and the sound was roaring, which was unimaginable.

64 years of internal strength and 2,500 catties of physical strength fused together, like a small hill smashed over.

The bearded man screamed miserably, sprayed blood wildly, and his palm was shattered on the spot, and he was slapped by Chen Xuan's sturdy palm, and flew out upside down in an instant, smashed into the distance, and was shocked to death by life.

At this time, the attacks of the other three people around him all fell on Chen Xuan.

Chen Xuan's right hand sword blocked the fat monk's water mill Zen staff, and the attack of Zhao Erniang and the thin man fell fiercely on Chen Xuan's right waist and back, and the result was like hitting the iron mountain, making a dull loud noise.

Both of them had a change in their faces, which was incredible.

"Henglian?!"

This swordsman is best at horizontal training?

At the moment when their palms slapped on Chen Xuan's body, Chen Xuan's right hand had already urged the Dafa of Huagong, and the long sword firmly stuck to the fat monk's water mill Zen staff, making the fat monk's internal strength pour out, and he looked horrified, eager to let go.

Then Chen Xuan's long sword was pulled, and the fat monk Lian Zen staff led people directly to the front, and his left hand used palm power to cover the opponent's top door directly.

The fat monk looked shocked, frantically shook his body, and finally bounced his right hand away from the water mill Zen staff, roared, urged the internal force, and greeted Chen Xuan with one palm.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, his wrist was broken on the spot, and even his palm was slapped by Chen Xuan and fell on his top door.

With a snap, the fat monk's skull cracked, his eyes widened, and he fell to the ground, unable to die again.

Zhao Erniang and the thin man were directly frightened and terrified.

It's like they're alive.

How much effort is this? Their four Dharma protectors came out together, and two of them died in the blink of an eye.

Is this man a swordsman or a reckless man?

Why didn't he fight the enemy with his swordsmanship?

They stomped on the soles of their feet and fled as fast as they could, and everyone was terrified.

But they wanted to run away at this time, but it was already over.

The faint silver light flashed, and when Zhao Erniang was running away, her beautiful eyes suddenly stared, the upper half of the body and the lower half of the body were directly separated, the upper half of the body flew straight forward, but the lower half of the body suddenly stopped, and the blood at the fracture was like a spring.

Zhao Erniang's beautiful eyes were frightened, her face was pale, like a cloud driving a mist, with a bang, the upper half of her body slammed on the ground, and she let out a terrible scream, blood and internal organs flowed out, and she quickly died of pain.

At this moment, the silver light flashed, and Chen Xuan's finger was retracted again.

He was like the wind, and he chased after the thin figure at great speed.

The emaciated figure had long been frightened and frightened, and had no more thoughts to resist.

Originally, in the face of Chen Xuan's pursuit, he could at least resist dozens of moves without dying, but he was timid in his heart, and he no longer had the momentum he had before, he was caught by Chen Xuan and stabbed out with a sword, the man's face was shocked, and he hurriedly turned around and slapped towards Chen Xuan with the power of his palm.

But when he was in a hurry, how many percent of his palm power could he shoot?

Bang!

Chen Xuan's sword pierced his palm, and the scabbard pierced his palm fiercely, piercing his heart, shocking his internal organs as if they were exploding, spurting a mouthful of blood, flying upside down on the spot, smashing into the distance, and dying.

"You have to force me to use an iron cloth shirt, damn it, I'm an elegant swordsman. ”

Chen Xuan was secretly dissatisfied.

As soon as the fight started, he subconsciously chose hard steel.

The previous style of painting has been completely forgotten.

He immediately took the time to glance at the crowd, fortunately it was dark now, the crowd was fighting, and no one noticed him, otherwise he didn't know what nickname he could give himself?

But then again, hard steel is really the best way to deal with your opponents!

If he doesn't choose the hard steel style of play, but splits the moves with these four people one by one, I don't know how long he can fight.

He took a light breath, returned to his calm and chic state again, activated his internal qi, and shouted: "Stop all, the four protectors have all been ambushed, do you want to die with the four protectors? Don't force me to kill!"

His voice was full of strong internal force, and it shook the dust on all sides, resounding in everyone's mind.

Some people with slightly weaker internal strength were even more shocked by him, and their minds were stinging, and they snorted and retreated again and again.

Soon, everyone stopped and walked towards him with a look of horror.

Four corpses on the ground, faintly visible under the torches.

It's the four people who were still in high spirits just now!

"The four protectors are dead, run away!"

"The white-clothed swordsman killed the four protectors, escape!"

A group of sand bandits and men in black screamed in terror, and they all fled in frenzy, hoping to have a few more legs.

Qin Feng, Fang Xian, Li Xinyao and others were also shocked again.

How much effort is this?

All four Dharma protectors died.

Their eyes widened as they looked at them.

This swordsmanship is also too terrifying?

They didn't see the scene of Chen Xuan's duel, but their own brain replenishment must be that Chen Xuan pulled out his long sword and killed the four people with lightning with sharp swordsmanship, then Zhao Erniang's body was broken into two, it should be the sword blade!

The three of them took a deep breath and were deeply shocked.

This Chen Shaoxia is not only outstanding in martial arts, but also humble and polite, eager for justice and righteousness.

A true gentleman too!

"Gentleman's sword, what a gentleman's sword. ”

Fang Xian sighed.

He is a Confucian master, the word gentleman, in Confucianism has always been of great significance, representing the highest honor, at this moment he can't think of a better word to describe Chen Xuan, so he can only be commensurate with the gentleman's sword, used to express his supreme admiration.

The people behind him originally didn't know Chen Xuan's real name, but when they heard this, they immediately regarded Junzijian as Chen Xuan's nickname, and they were shocked.

"It turns out that he is a gentleman's sword. ”

"I don't know the name of this gentleman sword young man?"

"Splitting the five tyrants with one palm, subduing the four demons with one sword, the name of the gentleman's sword will surely shake the rivers and lakes after tonight. ”

...

Qin Feng took a light breath and said, "This gentleman's sword name is Chen Yu. ”

"Chen Yu, it turned out to be Gentleman Sword Chen Shaoxia!"

"Thank you Chen Shaoxia for saving your life!"

Everyone spoke.

Chen Xuan was still secretly proud of his image, but when the word gentleman's sword came into his ears, it suddenly made him almost want to spurt blood.

I'm not a gentleman's sword!

I'm the Easy Sword!

He almost went crazy.