Chu Yunqing narrowed his eyes but made no other movements.

The visitor's hand paused in front of him, and he seemed to be surprised and said: "You, a junior, are not afraid of me?"

Chu Yunqing was a little strange, "Why should I be afraid?"

The person opposite was stunned for a moment, "You don't know who I am?"

As he spoke, he lowered his head, looked at himself, and turned around.

As a result, the night breeze was filled with the greasy smell of the restaurant.

It seems to be salt and pepper duck, and five-spice chicken.

"That shouldn't be the case. Aren't you Chu Yunqing from the Yuanxing Gang?" the visitor asked.

Chu Yunqing smiled and said, "It's me."

"That's weird, you don't know who I am?" The visitor still persisted, even feeling a little embarrassed.

Chu Yunqing shook his head, "Just tell me the purpose of your visit tonight. There is no need for unnecessary nonsense."

The person opposite was stunned for a moment, then smiled, and the darkness on his face seemed to get darker.

"In the past, I only heard about Chu Yunqing's crazy reputation and wondered what kind of descendant he would be. But today, when I saw him, he turned out to be a crazy person." He said, "I just don't know if your methods are worthy of such a crazy person.

"

Chu Yunqing tore off a piece of grilled fish. It was a little burnt, but the taste was still fragrant.

"Mean or not, as long as you are brave enough to learn from me," he said calmly.

"What a arrogant boy, then take the move!" The person opposite shouted softly and suddenly pointed his finger at him.

He was wearing a Confucian robe with wide sleeves. His hands were hidden inside, like flowers hidden under leaves, or like peaks hidden in the clouds and mist. It was difficult to see clearly at first, but when he got closer, he realized how strange it was.

This finger was like a sword, sharp and sharp, and there was a harsh sound of cracking silk in the air, as if a sword was really coming through the air, with the power to pierce everything.

Before the sword finger could reach, the sword energy arrived first, and within a short distance, the whistling sound continued.

Chu Yunqing's eyes narrowed, and he opened his mouth and spit out a golden light.

The man opposite seemed startled, "Jianwan?"

Jianwan is a skill that can only be mastered by an extremely skilled swordsman. It is no longer necessary to use the three-foot sword in your hand. Instead, you can practice sword energy in the sea of ​​​​Qi Dantian, warm it up at all times, and spit it out when needed, destroying metal and jade in an instant.

Kill the enemy.

But the next moment, his eyes relaxed, because the golden light was not sharp, but more like pure energy.

But before he could completely relax, there was a roar like a broken bell between the two of them.

This was the collapse of the sword energy, showing a complete collapse. The golden light exploded, and the sword energy overflowed. The clothes of the two men immediately rustled, and then simultaneously stimulated the body protection energy, while the fire beside them seemed to be cut by the wind.

Collapsed and scattered in all directions.

"How could it happen?" The down-and-out middle-aged man was stunned for a moment. The other party was just an ordinary Jianghu person, but he could break his sword energy?

Chu Yunqing's body-protecting true energy was filled with golden light. At this moment, he waved his hand forward, and the golden light flew away quickly as if it was being pulled.

"Split the sea!" The middle-aged man looked sharply and slashed down with one hand.

Its force is like a falling sword, and when people see it, they have the illusion that everything in front of the person's eyes will be cut off.

There was a momentary trance in Chu Yunqing's eyes, as if what he was facing at this moment was not a person, but a killing sword that could split mountains and divide seas.

This is an artistic conception that can confuse people's minds and inspire courage.

"The so-called madman is nothing more than that." The middle-aged man sneered in his heart.

In the next breath, just when he thought that the person opposite was about to be split into two, the true energy that surged like a wild waterfall rushed towards his face. It was a bright golden light, which was so piercing that it was hard to open one's eyes.

"Such a full-force explosion, even if it blocks the "Separation of the Sea", is enough to consume all the true energy in his body. This guy is really reckless." The middle-aged man shook his head secretly.

The power of the Fenhai Sword was washed away by the golden light, gradually losing its power. When the golden light dissipated, the eyes fell into the night again.

The moonlight in the sky was hidden among the clouds, and there was an eerie silence everywhere.

Chu Yunqing was already standing five steps away. Several flat cuts could be seen on his clothes, like knife cuts, but no flesh was hurt.

His eyes were a little solemn when he looked at the rather cynical middle-aged man opposite.

At this time, the man opposite shook his head with regret, "You said you would hit me, so why did you take the fish away?"

Chu Yunqing grilled two fishes and put them on the branches in his hands.

"Pretending." He sneered.

The middle-aged man shrugged his shoulders, his whole body was sluggish and loose, as if he had no bones.

"That move just now must have depleted your energy, right?" He said, "I have to say, if you can block these two swords of mine, you are quite proud of yourself in this world of Taiyuan Prefecture."

Chu Yunqing smiled and said, "Then should I still feel honored?"

"If you can think so, that would be great." The middle-aged man also grinned, with white teeth.

Chu Yunqing flipped his face like he was flipping through a book, his smile suddenly faded, and he became murderous, "It was just a warm-up, if you have any other means, feel free to use it!"

"I don't know whether to live or die!" The middle-aged man snorted coldly, pointed his right hand forward, and grabbed him from the air.

Chu Yunqing felt a strong suction force coming from him. His feet were unsteady for a moment, and he felt like he was being pushed forward by the wind.

At the same time, the man opposite him suddenly shook his right hand.

Chu Yunqing only felt his breath suffocating.

The whole body tensed up, as if invisible pressure was exerted on the body from all directions. This feeling was even clearer and heavier than when Xie Lingzheng's formation was in Thunder Tribulation Valley.

The contraction of muscles caused the sound of compressing muscles and bones to be heard from his body, and the golden light protecting his body was shaky and extremely dim.

Chu Yunqing tried his best, but it felt like he was being restrained and couldn't move at all.

Opposite me, the middle-aged man's palms were clenched and trembling slightly. It was obvious that it was not easy to maintain this move.

Then, he raised his left hand and pointed it into a sword, and the sharp energy suddenly lingered between his fingers.

"Die." He thrust his left hand forward, and with a sneer, the sword energy shot through the air and headed straight towards Chu Yunqing.

Time seems to have slowed down. On one side is the middle-aged man who seems to be joking in his words, but his eyes are cold and murderous; on the other side is Chu Yunqing, who is restrained by the energy of heaven and earth to the point of being unable to move and can only struggle helplessly.

The two were not far apart and could see each other's eyes clearly.

It seemed that the next moment, Chu Yunqing would be dead and in a different place.

Just at this moment.

"Such a big deal, how reckless!" Suddenly, a voice suddenly reached Chu Yunqing's ears.

Chu Yunqing's eyes moved, "Who?"

"Ask me, and I will save your life." The voice said again, clear but without emotion.

"Okay, please." Chu Yunqing did not hesitate at all.

"..."

At this moment, the sword energy is already approaching and is about to come.

Chu Yunqing could hardly hold back his energy and blood, and forced himself to break free, and then sent the man opposite him to the west with a Qingxuan hatchet.

Fortunately, he made the right bet.

The Thunder Tribulation Sword, which was carried behind his back and wrapped in linen, shook, and there was a slight tremor, and then there was a loud sound, as if a sharp sword was unsheathed.

The middle-aged man opposite him noticed a strange aura as soon as his sword moved, and his eyebrows raised in surprise.
Chapter completed!