Martial Cultivator

Looking down at the broken knife with a snow-white blade, Chen Chao stretched out his finger and wiped the blade. Sure enough, a faint trace of blood appeared on his finger.

This kind of thing is actually very uncommon. Chen Chao's body has experienced countless tortures. Although it can't be said to be extremely tough and incomparable, he is still the best among his peers. How can an ordinary weapon be wiped so casually? Can leave wounds.

Before the black ones fell, Chen Chao actually tried the sharpness of the broken knife, but it was obvious that comparing before and now, the two were not the same at all.

The current broken knife is probably much sharper and tougher than before.

The flying sword hovered in the distance. The woman glanced at the broken knife in Chen Chao's hand, and her thoughts moved again. The flying sword once again tore open a rain curtain, and a piece of silver light poured out, bringing with it a piece of sword energy.

Chen Chao held the broken knife tightly and faced him.

The swords met again.

Chen Chao held the handle of the knife with both hands, swung it suddenly, and slashed out again.

The thick Dao Gang tore the ground apart again, and the rain was so shocked that it flew to both sides.

The woman's face was pale, but she still moved with the sword, her silver threads facing the blade, not afraid of any wind or rain.

Regardless of the level of a woman's realm, as a sword cultivator at this moment, she has the spirit to do it.

Keep moving forward.

Intersect again.

The clash of knives and swords.

The woman's face quickly turned pale.

Her body suddenly shook, and then she spat out a large mouthful of blood.

In the rain curtain, Feijian wailed, full of sadness.

"return!"

The woman shouted coldly.

The flying sword passed half of the alley, but compared with before, it stumbled back into her hand.

The woman endured the severe pain in her heart, lowered her head and glanced at the flying sword called Silver Thread, and then her face became even more ugly.

The snow-white flying sword had a gap on its edge due to the previous collision, and an extremely fine, almost undetectable crack appeared on the sword's body.

The woman has a connection with this silver thread. The damage to the flying sword at this moment is also a huge blow to her.

It’s just that she couldn’t imagine that the silver thread and the broken knife were evenly matched before, so why did they just fall off after the black rust fell off?

, Broken Knife has undergone earth-shaking changes.

You must know that her flying sword was brought back from Jianqi Mountain at a great cost. Even if it is not the top magic weapon in that mountain, no matter how you look at it, it is not a broken sword of unknown origin. Comparable.

But what is the reality today?

The flying sword was almost broken.

This illustrates a huge gap.

Listening to the trembling sound of the flying sword, the woman felt a little distressed, but then she became angry because of it.

But Chen Chao didn't leave much time for her to be angry.

By the time the woman reacted, Chen Chao had already jumped up. He was like the most agile mountain monkey in the mountains, but he also had extremely brutal strength.

The broken knife in his hand flashed with an extremely white light.

That blade of light was so dazzling that it seemed to illuminate the world!

The woman holds the flying sword across her chest.

Break the knife and smash it down!

An extremely powerful and majestic energy exploded here instantly.

A sound of thunder!

There was a snap.

The flying sword, which cost a lot of money and was forged by Jianqi Mountain with countless efforts, was cut off.

The tip of the sword fell down and then penetrated into the ground.

Blood was flowing from the corner of the woman's mouth, her face was pale, and her mouth had been shattered.

Chen Chao's knife stopped between her eyebrows, and the sharp blade had already cut a gash between her eyebrows.

Blood slid down between his eyebrows.

Soon there was a long bloodstain on her pretty good face.

The rain fell on her face, and her face became a little scary at the moment.

Chen Chao held the handle of the knife and did not continue to fall.

The woman was silent for a long time before she said, "You are indeed very strong."

The sword was cut open by the sword, not because the sword was too sharp, nor because the sword was too fragile, but for some other reason.

It is people who are stronger than people.

Chen Chao sheathed the knife, and blood dripped down the blade. Soon it all fell down, and the blade was still white.

"I'm already strong."

Chen Chao sheathed his sword, turned around and left.

The woman looked at the half-broken sword on the ground, with pain in her eyes, and said unwillingly, "I really don't want to believe it will end like this."

She roared in a low voice and reached out to wipe the wound between her eyebrows. The blood between her eyebrows, which was already dripping with blood, continued to gush out.

Visible to the naked eye, a flash of golden light flashed, and a small golden sword was between the eyebrows.

Between heaven and earth, sword energy gradually emerged.

Like a cicada chirping at the beginning of summer, heaven and earth hear it! 🄲

The sound of sword clanging was endless, as if a unique and fierce sword was about to break out of its sheath.

Chen Chao frowned.

Holding the handle of the knife in his hand, his energy is rising.

After just a moment, the sword energy dissipated again.

The small golden sword shattered suddenly, and the sword energy was like a pool of spring water flowing out to the ground.

There seemed to be cicadas chirping, but it was extremely shrill.

The woman lowered her hands dejectedly, tears streaming down her face.

She couldn't believe it, but mostly she couldn't accept it.

Naturally, she still had a trump card, the little golden sword hidden in her eyebrows. Unfortunately, Chen Chao's last sword cut off her last trump card.

The sword finally stopped at the center of his eyebrows, and the small golden sword cut into pieces between his eyebrows.

The young warrior was so thoughtful that he didn't give her the slightest chance to make a comeback.

"How on earth did you know that?!"

The woman was a little crazy, her life was flowing away crazily at the moment, but she still refused to give in.

Chen Chao didn't want to speak and just walked towards the end of the alley.

As soon as the woman died, the aura naturally dissipated, which meant that this contest that was tacitly approved under the noses of all the big shots was completely over.

Of course, the winner is Chen Chao.

This young man who came from the borderland once again proved one thing. He had absolutely no luck in winning the martial arts test.

He is a young genius.

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, a yellow bird fell.

The short man stretched out his hand and got the ball of paper.

He glanced at it for a few times, then frowned and said softly, "It's so rare for a female swordsman to die here."

The tall man smiled and said nothing, "I don't deny that a sword cultivator is infinitely lethal, but it makes no sense to say that a sword cultivator must be invincible, not to mention that this sword cultivator is far from being a great being. "

"The same female swordsman, the one from the academy, really has a bright future in the future."

After hearing this, the short man said, "It's really strange to say that a good dean who is a closed disciple does not study Taoism, but likes to practice swordsmanship. Is it possible that he really wants to become a female sword fairy?"

"Why not?" The tall man looked at the short man and said with a smile, "How many female sword immortals are there in the world? Wouldn't it be better to have one more."

The short man changed the subject and asked, "If that boy wins this battle, if he doesn't go to the north, he will really have to be pinned down in the capital of God."

This is a very reasonable guess. After seizing the leader of the martial arts test, monk Fang Wai already had great malice towards Chen Chao. If Chen Chao did not go to the north, but left the divine capital, he would most likely die inexplicably. somewhere.

"If the person sitting on that dragon chair was the deposed emperor, he would naturally stay in the divine capital for the rest of his life, but unfortunately, that's not the case."

The tall man looked at the heavy rain that was about to stop with deep eyes.

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Xie's Ancestral Hall.

The ancestor of the Xie family came out and looked at the heavy rain that was about to stop under the eaves.

The old man sitting motionless in front of the ancestral hall glanced at him.

"That young man may really be able to make Xie a big success one day, but I'm afraid I won't be able to see that day."

Ancestor Xie looked at the tablets placed in the ancestral hall, his eyes moved downwards, and finally landed on the empty place.

There will be a new tablet in that place soon, and it will be his.

The old man lamented, "Time seems to be getting anxious."

Ancestor Xie said, "Actually, it's not time that's anxious, it's us that are anxious."

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Obviously, today is not the first update.