Cheeky Sword God

　　 Looking at Wu Chi's stubborn and proud face, Yan Pengxi felt unbearable for an instant.

　　 This situation can be said to be created by him.

　　 To be honest, he did doubt Wu Chi, but as time went on, deep down in his heart he no longer believed that Wu Chi was the kind of sinister and scheming person. Defeating all Kunlun disciples with Kunlun swordsmanship and winning the first place in fighting swords, such a talent is worthy of attention no matter where he goes.

　　 Yan Pengxi still remembers that when Wu Chi faced Luo Jianguang, he brazenly used his sword! Now, almost in a desperate situation, not only did Wu Chi not be afraid to beg for mercy, but rather simply said Brother Yan, clearing the relationship with Kunlun, and hesitating to fight himself.

　　 Just like Mo Yan's judgment of Wu Chi, he is almost certain that as long as Wu Chi is allowed to worship Kunlun, within a few years, he will surely become Kunlun Tianjiao!

　　 But because of this, he couldn't convince himself to give Wu Chi any chance.

　　 He could see the hatred between Wu Chi and Lu Feng. It was an endless hatred, and there was no way to resolve it. Once Wu Chi was allowed to survive the disaster! With Wu Chi's talent, Lu Feng will undoubtedly die in the future.

　　 And he is not only a Kunlun disciple, but also an older brother who grew up with Lu Feng since he was a child. No matter who is right or wrong, it is self-evident to choose whoever is emotionally speaking.

With a slight sigh in his heart, Yan Pengxi gently lifted his palm, "I didn't want to shoot you, but since you insist on doing this! I will give you a chance. I will only make one move. If you can hold on, I will take you to see Master."

　　 "However, you have to think about it clearly, if I make a move, it's a matter of life or death!"

　　 Even if he is biased towards Lu Feng, as Yan Pengxi, it is impossible to really fight against Wu Chi. There is only one move. Life or death is the limit he can do.

　　 also had a hint of intolerance in his heart, and he would give Wu Chi a ray of life in this way.

　　Although, in his view, this so-called front line of life is nothing more than a statement of self-deception,

　　 Just as Wu Chi couldn't stop Luo Jianguang's full-strength sword in the first place, now it is naturally impossible to survive his full-strength blow.

　　 What's more, in this way, whether Wu Chi is alive or dead, he can also confess the passing to Master and Zhou Boyan.

"it is good!"

　　 Wu Chi agreed very simply, without even blinking his brows.

　　 Even if the opportunity is slim, with Wu Chi's pride, it is impossible to self-defeating, even if it is a bet on life, it must be a battle.

　　 Almost the moment Wu Chi agreed, a gust of wind blew out of thin air around him. All the disciples, including Lu Feng, felt a gentle wind blowing, pushing them tens of meters away.

　　All the disciples couldn't help but change their expressions at this moment, they hadn't seen Yan Pengxi take such a solemn action for too long!

　　 Even if you just look at it from a distance, the power of that blast of wind is enough to make you feel trembling!

　　 The wind is like a knife!

　　 This gang wind is undoubtedly sharper than a knife. In it, Wu Chi is as fragile as a glass man.

　　 Other people are like this. Wu Chi can easily feel the power of this gang wind when he is on the court. Even before he does it, he feels desperate in his heart.

　　 Dao Fa Tiancheng, this Dao technique seems to have been out of the scope of the condensate, the power of the Dao Tai powerhouse that is infinitely close.

　　 This feeling is even stronger than when I faced Luo Jianguang's snowflake sword air.

　　 However, at the moment when Wu Chi gave birth to desperate thoughts, the sword in his body gently vibrated, and the boundless fear dissipated for the most part.

　　 The sword is courageous!

　　 The sword intent is not destroyed, the sword is not broken!

　　The sword-holder, even in the face of the might of the world, dare to draw a sword, let alone a human!

　　 The sword intent is boiling, staring at the terrifying wind, Wu Chi's heart instead has a feeling of blood boiling, as if the world has been silent at this moment.

　　 That is a kind of understanding of the sword, a kind of sword-bearer, fearless and calm.

　　After condensing the sword gall, Wu Chi didn't really understand the meaning of it until this moment.

　　 is different from the power brought about by sword qi promotion, it is a kind of insight in the most essential realm.

　　Because of fearlessness, so calm.

　　 A green lotus blooms silently!

　　 The next moment, the wind roared, as if with the power of ruining the world, it roared out, tearing through all obstacles.

　　 Seeing Gang Feng approaching a little bit, Wu Chi's heart suddenly gave birth to a trace of understanding.

　　It's not just sword moves that are flawed! Even if it is Taoism, there are also flaws, as long as you catch the flaws and use a sword in your hand, you can break all kinds of magic!

　　 The tip of the sword was slightly raised. In the face of the terrifying wind, Wu Chi not only did not retreat, but stepped out, holding the sword to greet him.

　　 The sword energy in his body seemed to be squeezed out at this moment, and burst out.

　　 In the next moment, Wu Chi's whole person seemed to be integrated with the sword, and the blooming green lotus wrapped Wu Chi's body, quietly blooming with the wind.

　　 "Boom!"

　　 In a blink of an eye, Qinglian Jianqi and Gangfeng had already collided with each other. Sword Qi gushed out frantically, constantly weakening the Gangfeng blowing towards him, as if to tear a hole in the Gangfeng.

　　 Wu Chi seems to have made countless swords, and it seems that he has made only one sword at all!

　　 The green lotus withered continuously in the wind, but it still supported hard and did not completely collapse! And the seemingly unstoppable wind wind was abruptly torn open.

　　 "Puff!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and countless small wounds appeared on Wu Chi's body, countless holes in his cyan shirt, and blood oozing out of every hole. From a distance, Wu Chi had almost become a blood man. .

　　 However, even so, Wu Chi always stood steadily, with a straight waist, his eyes were not dimmed, but brighter!

　　 No one seems to remember how long it took, but the wind finally slowly dissipated, leaving no traces except for the gravel and dirt on the ground.

　　 There was still blood flowing out of his body, but Wu Chi suddenly laughed.

In fact, he couldn't completely block the gang wind, but it was not because he failed to break the gang wind, but because his strength was too weak, neither his own strength nor the sword aura on his body were far enough for him to support. To the end of Gangfeng.

　　 laugh, not because of surviving, but because of the kendo of Ming Wu with one sword!

　　Born for the sword, crazy because of the sword!

　　 At this moment, these eight words appeared uncontrollably in Yan Pengxi's mind.

　　 Although it is only a young man who hasn't even stepped into the condensate, there is no doubt that Wu Chi matched these eight characters.

　　 This is the real genius of swordsmanship. Compared with that, Lu Feng's talent is a joke.

　　 "Qinglian Jianqi, sword breaks ten thousand magic... Are you Wu Chi?"

　　 Before Yan Pengxi could speak, a voice of vicissitudes of life slowly sounded above the mountain!

　　 "Disciples pay respect to Master!"

　　 The moment that sound rang, all the disciples on the Changchun Peak knelt down.

　　 There was a sudden tremor in his heart, Wu Chi felt a bit bitter, and finally leaned slightly, bowed and saluted, "Wu Chi pays respects to the real Changchun!"

　　 If it were before this battle, Wu Chi would kneel down and call his disciple like everyone else, but now, his pride has not allowed him to do so.

　　 The next moment, a clear middle-aged man dressed in white slowly walked from the top of the mountain. It was a very long distance, but he stepped over in three or two steps and appeared directly in front of Wu Chi and Yan Pengxi.

　　 "Who gave you the courage, hurt my disciple, disobeyed my order!"

　　 His eyes slowly fell on Wu Chi, and the real Changchun spoke calmly.

　　 "Sword repairers should be like swords, rather than bending! Real people are unfair, I should stand up to fight back, no one needs to give me the courage." Wu Chi said calmly in response to the real Changchun's eyes.

　　 If it was before, facing the coercion of the real Changchun, no matter what Wu Chi thought, I was afraid that he would not be able to say it! But once the sword and courage are completed, they are no longer bound, no matter what strong person they face, they can face it calmly.

　　 A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and it was clear that the real Changchun hadn't expected Wu Chi to be able to argue.

　　 stretched out his hand, Wu Chi suddenly couldn't hold the sword firmly, and the shadow-bearing sword broke out. Although he struggled, he couldn't get rid of the shackles of the real Changchun and fell into his palm lightly.

　　 Looking at the Shadow-Changing Excalibur in his palm, there was a trace of remembrance in the eyes of the real Changchun, and he sighed softly, "The Excalibur is still there, the old man is dead! What a pity, sigh!"

　　 Standing in front of the real person in Changchun, Wu Chi really understood ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ how far is the gap between him and the other party! No matter what decision the other party makes, he has no power to resist at all. This is an absolute gap in realm, and it does not depend on human will.

　　 Raising his head, there was a stern look in the eyes of the real Changchun, and he said, "Let’s talk about what happened at Jianying Villa, and what is your relationship with the Demon Cavern!"

　　 He was slightly startled when he heard the words, Wu Chi did not expect that the real Changchun actually thought he was in collusion with the Demon Cave.

　　 "Ms. Zhou must have explained to the real person about the sword and shadow villa! Wu Chi is unknown, why the real person concludes that I am related to the devil's cave?"

　　 "Presumptuous!"

　　 snorted coldly, Wu Chi suddenly felt a horrible sword intent crushing down, almost making himself unstable, cold sweat kept flowing, and he couldn't say a word.

　　 "I just asked you, I didn't let you question my decision!" A cold color flashed in his eyes, and when he pointed it out, Wu Chi made a crisp sound on his body, and a rib was directly broken by the volley.

　　 The Changchun real person is extremely short-sighted. After being alarmed by Yan Pengxi and Wu Chi's fight, he noticed the disciples who were injured by Wu Chi! Although he was a little surprised by Wu Chi's talent in kendo, it could not eliminate the annoyance in his heart! As soon as Wu Chi spoke, he immediately took the lesson.

　　 The attitude of Changchun real person to protect shortcomings also angered Wu Chi.

With a sigh, Wu Chi raised his head and said coldly, "I am a disciple of the Iron Sword Sect and have nothing to do with the Demon Cave! If a real person doubts that I have an affair with the Demon Cave, please show evidence! I am not your Kunlun disciple, and I have no obligation I must answer your questions."