Global Reincarnation: Sorry, I'm the boss

The top of Song Mountain is called “Extreme” in ancient times. The Junji Zen Temple at the top of Songshan Mountain was originally a Buddhist temple, but later changed to Taoism, and has become the residence of the head of the Songshan school for nearly 100 years.

Although Zuo Lengchan has the word “Zen” in his name, he is not a Buddhist disciple, and his martial arts belong to Taoism.

In fact, among the Wuyue Sword Sect, only the Hengshan Sect belongs to the Buddhist Sect.

Chen Yuxin walked into the main hall, and at this moment there were already twenty or thirty people sitting in the main hall, silent, and the atmosphere was solemn.

“You are the young man of the sword madman Lin Ping, right?”

Seeing Chen Yu enter, a burly middle-aged man at the end of the hall stood up and said in a deep voice.

“Exactly.”

“Well, Honza Songshan Zuo Leng Zen, today as you wish, I will fight with you.”

Zuo Lengchan snorted coldly

“Sure enough, heroes have been teenagers since ancient times.”

“The old man helped Xie Feng, and he came to notarize the competition for the two of you. These friends on the rivers and lakes came to watch the battle, I wonder if the two of you have any opinions? ”

An old man dressed in a beggar’s attire with white hair asked aloud.

As the number one gang in the world, the Beg Gang has disciples all over the world.

Although this generation does not have the top talents like Qiao Feng and Hong Qigong, the volume is still huge.

Xie Feng, as the leader of the Begang, has a big family, and does not sell Zuo Lengchan’s accounts much.

Even, Wuyue Sword sent out a little foreign appearance, and he was still a little dark in his heart.

“Zuo has no objection.”

Zuo Lengchan said in a deep voice.

“It’s an honor.”

Chen Yu’s eyes swept over everyone, and there were more than ten people wearing yellow robes, and Ding Mian who he saw that day stood in it.

The remaining more than ten people were dressed differently, including monks and Taoists, nuns and Confucians, probably masters of various sects who came to watch the battle.

The Yue Buqun, Mr. Mo Dao, and the Tianmen Daoist who saw that day were among them.

However, it seems that the Shaolin abbot Fang Zheng and the Wudang Sect are in charge of the void and will come to this.

“Lin Shaoxia, do we compare palm methods, or sword methods?”

Zuo Lengchan glanced deeply at Chen Yu and said in a deep voice.

He really gritted his teeth in hatred for Chen Yu.

He worked hard and lonely, laid out for more than ten years, and arranged a plan to deal with these four major factions, which was destroyed by the young man in front of him in a few words.

These things also involve the secrets of the Songshan faction.

Zuo Lengchan still can’t figure out how this leaked the wind.

What’s even more infuriating is that people have to be motivated to do things!

If the other party negotiates conditions with himself based on this, he will even blackmail himself with this.

Zuo Lengzen is also understandable.

The problem is that people sold themselves in front of nearly two thousand people without any care.

Even, intelligence showed that he met Yue Buqun, Tianmen Daoren and others for the first time.

Afterwards, apart from some fame, little benefit was gained.

After all, with this style of acting, Yue Buqun and Tianmen were also a little afraid….

Subconsciously unwilling to have anything to do with him.

This is ridiculous.

In this world, is there really such a madman who harms others and does not benefit himself?

Zuo Lengchan felt a little subverted his three views.

However, since he is a madman, Zuo Lengchan is too lazy to talk about conditions.

There is never one way to keep a madman shut.

Kill him, that is.

“I only know swordsmanship, just compare to swordsmanship.”

“The sword has no eyes, life and death are impermanent.”

“It doesn’t hurt.”

“Good!”

A trace of killing intent flashed in Zuo Lengchan’s eyes, and with a swipe, he drew his long sword.

When he drew his sword, he secretly used internal force, and the blade and the inner wall of the scabbard kept colliding, vibrating and making a loud sound.

The long sword was unsheathed, like a thunderous sound, and the sound continued to echo in the main hall.

During the battle, everyone’s faces changed slightly, and their hearts were shocked.

“Is drawing the sword so forceful?”

Chen Yu’s cheeks also twitched slightly, which was really a little envious.

If you learn this technique, you probably won’t have to say so much noise, and you will be able to brush up your reputation.

He may not lose to Zuo Lengchan in the sword technique, and his strength is not inferior.

But when it comes to high-end things like internal strength, he is a little blind.

The next time you enter a martial arts film, you must get a set of advanced internal skills exercises.

Chen Yu secretly made a wish.

“Please!”

Zuo Leng Zen clicked on tiptoe and suddenly accelerated off the ground.

Like a sports car, rushing towards Chen Yu.

In mid-air, the left Leng Chan long sword slashed from left to right.

The sword body seems to be curved and straight, and it bends and advances.

Under the infusion of internal force, a dead sword suddenly resembled a spirit snake and dragon, and there was no trace.

Songshan Divine Sword – Outer Jade Dragon!

Almost at the same time, the dragon spring sword came out, and the sword whistled.

Chen Yu’s long sword turned into a continuous sword shadow and crashed into Zuo Lengchan’s sword momentum.

The sword light is brilliant, and the sword qi is rushing!

Evil is easy to dispel!

Zuo Lengchan’s eyes suddenly widened.

The internal force stirred, and layers of frost appeared on the long sword.

This was the Cold Ice True Qi that he rarely used.

This is also his biggest hole card.

Now, within one move, the two are facing a battle of life and death.

Zuo Lengchan felt that staying alive was much more important than keeping hole cards.

There are no reservations.

The faces of the onlookers changed greatly, and they were shocked in their hearts when they saw the two shooting.

Zuo Lengchan’s sword technique, the weather is strict, it seems like thousands of troops galloping forward, spears and halberds, yellow sand thousands of miles.

As for Chen Yu’s sword technique, it is difficult to describe.

The sword moves are extremely strange, not invulnerable, and even the twist of the move seems to have flaws.

But, incomparably fast, unimaginably fast.

As long as it’s fast enough, it makes no difference whether there are flaws or not.

The sword whistle sounded, and a wisp of blood light appeared.

But Zuo Lengchan was careless and received a sword.

The blood beads were still in mid-air, and they were frozen into frost.

Jumping up and down in the sword circle, it is extremely beautiful.

“Break!”

Zuo Lengchan roared, billowing cold air, and scattered in all directions.

One after another, the extremely cold energy swirled around him, piercing the bone marrow.

The cold suddenly burst open.

The martial arts of all the masters present were not weak, but they were also trembling all over and shivering.

They all silently used internal strength to drive away the cold, and Fang felt some heating.

“I’m broken too!”

Chen Yuqing snorted.

The sky filled with sword light suddenly retracted and turned into a point of light.

A moment later, it exploded.

What exploded with it was Zuo Lengchan’s burly body.