Violent Dan Zun

Chapter 6731 Longlin Villa

A figure peered at Chen Xuan in the crowd, with a cunning light in his eyes. He was a young monk, dressed in black, with a haze on his face. He secretly coveted the magic weapon in Chen Xuan's hand and planned to take advantage of the opportunity.

This young monk is named Chi Yan. He was originally a poor monk and struggled to make his way forward.

His desire for mysterious magic weapons and greed for practice resources made him covet it. He secretly made up his mind and decided to use a sneak attack to seize the treasure in Chen Xuan's hands.

Chi Yan was lurking in the crowd, paying close attention to Chen Xuan's every move. His sharp eyes were constantly observing Chen Xuan's cultivation and status, looking for the right opportunity.

Suddenly, a monk passed by Chen Xuan and deliberately bumped into him, causing a little discomfort. Chen Xuan frowned slightly, but did not pay much attention to it and continued to walk forward. At this time, he suddenly felt There was a subtle strangeness, as if someone was spying on him secretly.

Chi Yan saw the opportunity coming, sneered, and quietly followed Chen Xuan. He observed Chen Xuan walking towards an open corner and decided to take action there. He nimbly hid in the nearby shadows, waiting for the best opportunity.

 Chen Xuan arrived at the corner and looked around, not noticing anything unusual. The magic weapon in his hand shone faintly, but his vigilance was gradually increasing.

Chi Yan spotted the moment when Chen Xuan's eyes were slightly distracted, and quickly took action. He jumped out of the shadow, and the dagger containing the power of shadow in his hand struck at Chen Xuan's back like lightning.

 Chen Xuan was caught off guard and felt a chill coming over him. At the critical moment, he flashed forward and turned sideways to avoid Chi Yan's fatal blow.

 The dagger slashed across his robe, leaving a deep mark.

 Chen Xuan turned around, his eyes flashing with awe-inspiring light, and he looked at Chi Yan warily. He raised the magic weapon in his hand, and the magic power flowed, condensing powerful spiritual energy in his hand like a giant dragon.

"Dare to attack me!" Chen Xuan's voice was cold, but there was a touch of disdain in his eyes. He had profound cultivation and rich experience. At this moment, he was already alert to deal with the sudden attack.

When Chi Yan saw this, a trace of anxiety flashed in his eyes, but he had already taken the risk and had no way out. He swayed and slashed the dagger towards Chen Xuan again. The power of the shadow was concentrated on the tip of the knife, trying to knock Chen Xuan down.

 Chen Xuan raised the magic weapon in his hand, and a huge sword energy rose into the sky, like thunder piercing the void, pointing directly at Chiyan. The sword energy condensed all his cultivation and will, roaring in the air, carrying the breath of destruction.

When Chi Yan saw this, his expression changed drastically. He could no longer dodge and could only resist with all his strength. The shadow dagger looked insignificant in front of the sword energy, and he could barely resist it, but his figure was shaken by the sword energy and was shaking.

 Chen Xuan's eyes flashed with determination. He did not relax his vigilance against Chi Yan. The magic weapon in his hand was still shining brightly. He showed no mercy. After all, on the road of cultivation, compassion may lead to disaster.

Chi Yan felt that his physical strength was being exhausted rapidly. The destructive power brought by the sword energy made him embarrassed and seriously injured. He knew that he had no power to resist anymore and could only succumb to Chen Xuan.

 “Presumptuous!” Chen Xuan’s voice was cold, but he had no intention of taking action again.

Chi Yan knelt on the ground with a look of horror on his face. Knowing that he had encountered an irreversible predicament, he whispered: "I was wrong, please spare my life."

However, a burst of noise attracted Chen Xuan's attention at this time. He looked sideways, his mind slightly distracted.

This was the moment Chi Yan was looking forward to. He quickly took out a dagger, the tip of the dagger flashed with the power of deep shadow, and stabbed Chen Xuan in the back of the neck.

Chen Xuan felt a dangerous aura, his heart tightened, and he instinctively dodged to avoid it. However, Chi Yan's dagger scratched his shoulder, leaving a shallow scar.

 Chen Xuan roared in his heart. He turned to face Chi Yan, his eyes flashing with cold light. The magic weapon in his hand, a sword-like magic weapon, exuded a dazzling sword light.

Chi Yan saw Chen Xuan turn around, and a ferocious smile appeared on his face. He was not afraid, but felt a little disdain for Chen Xuan. He waved the dagger, and his body was like lightning, and attacked Chen Xuan again.

Chen Xuan responded calmly, his sword was shining brightly, his mind was calm, but full of determination. The dagger collided with the sword light, a harsh collision sound erupted in the air, and breath and mana intertwined.

Chi Yan's offensive was fierce. As the dagger danced, the power of the shadow condensed into a sharp attack, trying to break through Chen Xuan's defense line. Chen Xuan, on the other hand, used his superb swordsmanship and magic power to resolve the attacks one by one, sometimes condensing huge sword energy to suppress Chi Yan's attacks.

During the battle, the cultivators in the square gradually noticed something strange, and gathered around one after another, marveling at the sudden fierce duel. They realized that this was not just a simple confrontation, but a duel between two monks.

Chi Yan was anxious and anxious. He knew that although his attacks were fierce, they could never get past Chen Xuan's defense. He was determined to fight with all his strength. The dagger burst out with more violent shadow aura in his hand. He let out a scream and attacked Chen Xuan continuously. .

 Chen Xuan's face was solemn, and his eyes were shining with determination and decisiveness. He knew that this battle must be ended as soon as possible, otherwise the situation would become more dangerous. He used his magic power, and the sword light merged into a dazzling brilliance.

"Time and space are dancing!" Chen Xuan's voice was low, his sword moves were changing, time and space were distorted, and a chaotic force enveloped the entire battlefield.

Chi Yan felt that the scene in front of him was changing rapidly, and the surrounding time and space began to distort, which made him feel irresistible. The time and space dance performed by Chen Xuan seemed to tear apart the space, causing Chi Yan to fall into an unextricable chaos.

In the chaotic light and shadow, Chi Yan's figure gradually disappeared, and was finally completely swallowed up by the chaos of time and space.

 After beheading him, Chen Xuan found a place to stay.

 Longlin Villa, a quiet and elegant inn, Chen Xuan found a temporary shelter in this peaceful environment. Although this inn is not luxurious, it is clean and comfortable, just right away from the hustle and bustle of the crowd.

 He packed his luggage and practiced quietly for a while. At this moment, he was in a peaceful state of mind and full of energy, looking forward to the upcoming trade auction conference.

 According to rumors, this auction is an annual event in the world of cultivation, gathering practitioners from all over the world and gathering rare magic weapons, treasures and elixirs. For cultivators, this is an excellent opportunity to learn about the latest resources in the cultivation world, exchange experiences and explore potential opportunities. When the first ray of sunlight from the trade auction meeting shone through the curtains into the inn, Chen Xuan left his residence early and set foot on the road to the market. He felt the strong atmosphere of cultivation of the monks around him, as if the entire villa was boiling with the auction meeting. Incessantly.

Finally, we arrived at the square where the auction venue was located. The place was already crowded with people. Cultivators were shuttled between various stalls. A dazzling array of magic weapons and elixirs kept shining in front of their eyes. Chen Xuan felt a layer of surprise in his heart. When he stepped into the square, there were many stalls around. There are all kinds of cultivation resources available.

Chen Xuan concentrated on browsing various precious magic weapons and elixirs, looking for items that might be helpful to his practice. Wherever he looked, he saw a sword-like magic weapon that shone with mysterious light, which seemed to contain a powerful sword. meaning.

At auctions, this kind of magic weapon is often the focus of attention. Chen Xuan was slightly moved and decided to pay attention to this object. However, he did not immediately participate in the bidding, but continued to explore to find a magic weapon that might meet his needs.

 Time passed quietly, and the atmosphere at the auction venue became increasingly lively. Chen Xuan listened to the introduction of various magic weapons, while constantly adjusting his mood and expectations.

During the long exploration, he discovered a magic weapon with great potential, a secret practice book, which recorded magical skills and practice experiences. This was a huge inspiration for his sword cultivation. He felt a slight movement in his heart. Secretly decided to participate in the bidding for this secret book.

 Finally, Chen Xuan came to the auction table where the secret book was.

  The auctioneer loudly announced the origin and value of this secret book of practice.

The auctioneer, a middle-aged monk with extraordinary attire, stood on the auction stage and talked about the origin of this secret book of swordsmanship.

His voice was calm and sweet, exuding calmness and majesty. He was holding an ancient book in his hand, the pages of which were stained by the passage of time, but still exuded a mysterious aura.

"Practitioners, this secret book of swordsmanship is called the Heavenly Thunder Sword Scripture. It is an ancient classic inherited from the ancient world of cultivation." The auctioneer's voice seemed to travel through time and space, going back to those distant years.

He continued: "The Sky Thunder Sword Sutra is said to record the core swordsmanship of the ancient Sky Thunder Sword Sect, and contains the talent and experience of ancient sword cultivators."

 The words are full of respect for this classic, as if telling a legend.

“This secret book was created by the ancient leader of the Sky Thunder Sword Sect. The sword techniques recorded in it cover the essence of sword practice and are a precious magic weapon for those who study sword practice.” The auctioneer seemed to be telling a legend.

He explained the sword moves recorded in the Heavenly Thunder Sword Sutra in detail, and every detail was like a sword dance.

"This secret book of swordsmanship has been circulated for thousands of years and has helped countless practitioners reach the top. Its appearance in this auction will bring endless swordsmanship talents to those who are destined." The auctioneer's words were full of expectations. , as if expecting this classic to fall into the hands of a practitioner who truly knows how to cherish it.

 Listening to the auctioneer's description of this secret book of swordsmanship, the practitioners in the square all looked attentive, and a sense of awe surged into their hearts.

As soon as the auctioneer's voice fell, the whole square started to boil. The enthusiasm of the practitioners seems to have ignited a raging fire, conveying their desire and yearning for this secret book of swordsmanship.

 The crowd was filled with practitioners in various costumes. Some were wearing gorgeous Taoist robes, and some were wearing simple cultivation robes. Their eyes were all shining with hot light. Everyone is excited about this auction and eager to get the opportunity to inherit this swordsmanship.

 Somewhere in the square, representatives of several major forces also walked over. They each represented different sects and forces, and they were arrogant and full of confidence.

First of all, there is the representative of Baiyun Sect. He is wearing a white robe and has a calm expression. His eyes reveal his confidence and pride in his sect.

The Baiyun Sect has always been known for its purity and abiding by the Tao, and it has a great reputation in the world of cultivation.

 Following them were the disciples from Fengyun Pavilion. They were dressed in blue robes and looked handsome and impressive.

Fengyun Pavilion is good at wind, and their representatives are as confident as the wind.

On the other side, representatives from Tianhuomen also joined the bidding. The Heavenly Fire Sect is famous for its fiery fire spirit energy technique. Their representatives have solemn expressions and exude a warm aura like heavenly fire, as if they want to melt everything.

The representatives of these major forces are all elites in the world of cultivation. Their appearance makes the atmosphere in the entire square more tense and full of challenges. They are not only representatives of their respective sects, but also practitioners with strong strength and rich experience.

There began to be a burst of bidding sounds in the crowd, and practitioners rushed to bid. Everyone hoped to own this secret book of swordsmanship, and the representatives of these big forces were no exception. They had deep eyes, and they obviously also had a deep interest in this book. The secret code of swordsmanship is coveted.

The representatives of the Baiyun Sect smiled slightly and raised their arms, indicating that they were ready to bid. Not to be outdone, the disciples of Fengyun Pavilion also began to participate in the bidding.

The representative of Tianhuo Sect also looked unmoved, but his eyes shone with desire for this secret book of swordsmanship.

  The auctioneer's voice sounded again, introducing the value and characteristics of the Secret Code of Swordsmanship.

The excitement among the crowd is getting higher and higher, and the enthusiasm for the auction continues to heat up, as if this auction has become a rare event in the world of cultivation.

 The atmosphere in the square gradually became heated. As the bidding for the Secret Book of Kendo progressed, disputes and conflicts among the bidders gradually surfaced.

 (End of this chapter)