Wu Chenzi looked at Mo Zui, then looked at Ou Lan and others and sighed, finally said, "Do I do it or do you break yourself up?"

"Master Wuchenzi!" Ou Lan and Hebo Sword Master wanted to persuade Wuchenzi, but they both retreated.

"I haven't figured it out, but now I understand why Nan'an and them chose you." Mo Zui said calmly, pointing his sword in his hand slanted to express his attitude.

Wu Chenzi nodded, pulled out the Hebo sword, and then said, "It's a pity that Chun Jun is not here, otherwise letting you die under Chun Jun is the greatest respect."

Mo Zui smiled slightly, shook his head and said, "The Lord of Hebo Sword said that he placed his hope on you, so I also want to know what his Tao is like. If you can die under the new sword path, you will be considered martyrdom."

Wu Chenzi nodded and performed a sword salute.

The disciples of Tangxi around them retreated ten feet away, formed a circle, and gave the open space to the two.

Wu Chenzi handed the brocade robe to Shao Siming, and bounced his fingers on Hebo Bao's sword, and a crisp sword roar was heard.

"You have no cultivation!" Mo Zui discovered that Wu Chenzi had no cultivation at all.

Ou Lan and Hebo Sword Master were both stunned. They thought Wu Chenzi was really pretending, but they didn't expect that Wu Chenzi really had no cultivation.

"For a swordsman, no matter whether he has or not his cultivation, as long as he has the sword in his hand, the outcome of those who underestimate them will be extremely miserable." Wu Chenzi said calmly.

Mo Zui nodded and took the lead. Mo Yang's sword was straight and attacked. Although Tang Xi was not a master of swordsmanship, he had mastered many sword skills over the years. His sword was the Confucian ritual first and then military force.

Wu Chenzi smiled slightly, and did not choose to touch Mo Yang's sword, but instead held Mo Zui's sword, and led Mo Zui's sword to the side.

Mo Zui was shocked and instantly understood that this was Wuchenzi's Tai Chi sword technique. Moreover, the Hebobao sword seemed to be born of Tai Chi. The sword body bent slightly to offset the momentum on his sword, and a force was generated to interrupt him and the internal force that continued to inject into the sword.

Mo Zui turned into a sword and swept across, and slashed across one sword, but it was the Yin-Yang family's horizontal sword technique. The sword was domineering, and he shook Hebobao's sword and slashed at Wuchenzi with one sword.

Wu Chenzi turned around and retreated, but the sword in his hand drew a circle from bottom to top, and the sword that Mo Zui slashed horizontally opened.

Mo Zui felt a huge force coming from the Moyang sword, and almost came out of his hand, and this force was actually released by him.

However, before he could use his sword skills again, Wu Chenzi's sword hit his wrist again, and the long sword bent a little back, leaving a blood mark on his wrist.

"What kind of sword technique is this?" Mo Zui looked at Wu Chenzi. Only Hebo Sword can use such sword technique. The more spiritual bend is something that other famous swords cannot do.

"Rouyun Sword Technique, Feng nodded." Wu Chenzi said.

Mo Zui looked at the Lord of Hebo. It seemed that the Lord of Hebo’s choice was correct. The Lord of Hebo’s sword held characteristics that other swords did not have. Such softness was impossible for other swords to do.

The Lord of Hebo Sword was also surprised, and then was delighted. The countless people in the world wanted to learn Tai Chi swordsmanship, and Wuchenzi told everyone in actual combat that the combination of hardness and softness of Hebo Sword is the most suitable for Tai Chi swordsmanship. Now Wuchenzi has used new swordsmanship.

"Come again!" Mo Zui already knew that even without cultivation, Wu Chenzi was not something he could underestimate, so he no longer hid his cultivation, held the long sword tightly, attacking Wu Chenzi with one sword and one sword.

But Wu Chenzi did not fight him head-on. Although there were many sounds of metal and stone fighting, Wu Chenzi was only proactively venting his power.

Wu Chenzi's sword technique has become extremely flexible, and it is much faster than Mo Zui. He can always leave sword marks on Mo Zui's body unexpectedly.

Everyone present was stunned. They found that Mo Zui seemed to be a three-year-old child in front of Wu Chenzi, waving his sword awkwardly, but Mo Zui was not a child, but a master in the middle stage of the celestial being.

"It has nothing to do with cultivation, maybe it has nothing to do with sword skills, it is the problem of swords. Mo Yang's sword is straight, and Hebo's sword is smart." Nan An appeared in the open space and watched the two fights. He knew that in the future, Hebo's sword floor would take off.

Because Wu Chenzi created a new swordsmanship, there was a new change in the swordsmanship. He couldn't say what it was. After all, he was not a swordsman, but from now on, Hebo Sword will become an invincible existence in single battles.

From the time the two fought to now, Wu Chenzi has used the Hebo Sword to create several new techniques, such as the Spot and Beng, the unique sword skills of these soft swords.

Wu Chenzi bent the Hebo sword again, and the sword body rebounded and collapsed directly on Mo Zui's lower abdomen, shocked him back, and then took back the sword.

Everyone in the audience was stunned. They saw a new sword technique, which was a sword technique that could be used by only Hebo Sword.

"I suddenly don't want to die again." Mo Zui said to Nan An, Ou Lan and Hebo Sword Master.

After he knew what happened today, Tangxi Jiufang would definitely learn this new soft sword casting technique from Hebo Sword Master. When he died, no one in charge of Moyang Sword Floor, he could only be left behind by the other eight fangs.

Nan An and others were speechless. You are not the master of Hebo Sword. This sentence suddenly does not match your style.

"I want to use him to sacrifice the sword furnace." Nan An said.

"So too!" Ou Lan also spoke.

The Lord of Hebo Sword looked at Mo Zui, and then said, "I finally found a replacement."

"He is the sword sacrifice furnace, you are the sword sacrifice!" Nan An looked at the Lord of Hebo and said lightly, "None of you can escape, so I will go to the sword sacrifice for me!"

"That's your business. I can't create the Ding Qin Sword anyway, so I'll throw you all into the sword furnace to sacrifice the sword." Wu Chenzi looked at the three of them and said.

Nan An replied solemnly. He knew that Wu Chenzi was planning to let Mo Zui go, but he also wanted them to surrender completely, otherwise they would have to be buried with Ding Qin Jian.

"I said you just owe it. Wouldn't you leave Korea with me? You have to be beaten to feel comfortable." The Lord of Hebo took Mo Zui and left Tangxi and headed straight for Qin.

Mo Zui didn't want to pay attention to him. If I hadn't been worried that Moyang Sword House would be cheated by you, I would have died directly, and I could have used it to be used as the ashes of the Sword Sacrifice furnace. And if you die, you will be the most uncomfortable thing to live. On the one hand, you have to endure the torture of the promise, and on the other hand, you have to calculate the day you were sacrificed and sacrificed.

"They are not afraid that we will run away, after all, we will be sacrificed to the sword." Mo Zui said.

"If you want to run, you will run. What I should have done in my life has been done, and if I die, I will die." said the Lord of Hebo Sword.

Mo Zui looked at Hebo Sword Master and was stunned. He found that this was the case. Hebo Sword Master was famous enough to be remembered in history by creating a brand new swordsmanship, and could even be remembered by the sword-making masters in the world like Ou Yezi.

"You don't have a name, so at that time the Shi Family will only remember that the head of Wuchenzi used the Hebo Sword to create a brand new sword in Tangxi, and it has nothing to do with you." Mo Zui suddenly spoke.

The Lord of Hebo's sword froze and suddenly felt very sad. It was him who created a new sword, but no one remembered him.

"Aren't you going to have a name?" Mo Zui asked curiously. He remembered that the Lord of Hebo Sword had a name before, but after becoming Lord of Hebo, he lost his name.

The Lord of Hebo Swords glanced at him and shook his head. From the moment he became the Lord of Hebo Swords, his name disappeared with the red makeup that was gone.

"Baitang!" Mo Zui suddenly shouted, but found that the Lord of Hebo Sword had no reaction, and he didn't even look at him. He could only pat his shoulder and said nothing else.

The former nine sword masters in the Tangxi Sword Alliance are now only two of them. Looking at the empty conference hall, Nan An and Ou Lan were silent.

"Cultivate the next generation of sword masters as soon as possible. I can't help but cry when I look at it." Nan An said to Ou Lan.

Ou Lan nodded. The Tangxi Sword Alliance is so good. Now, two people died, one left, and two people hid because of Wu Chenzi alone. But they still had to take him happily.

"It's better to think about how to solve the problem of the fourth young master Han Yu. You should know what kind of appeal Han Yu, who has the Shadow Sword, has in Tangxi." Ou Lan said.

Nan'an frowned. It's really disgusting. Wouldn't you escape from Korea well? You have to come to Tangxi and pull Tangxi into the muddy water.

"Is there any news about Han Yu?" Nan An asked with a frown. When it comes to information in Tangxi, it still depends on Zhujia, who owns four houses.

Ou Lan shook his head. He had already spread eyeliners throughout Tangxi Jiufang, but in the end there was no trace of Han Yu.

"I'm afraid someone hid him." Nan Yan said with a frown.

Tangxi is not just Tangxi Jiufang, Tangxi Jiufang is just the biggest force in Tangxi, but the sword yards of each family below are as numerous as cows. If they really want to hide Han Yu, they may not be able to know.

Han Yu, who owns the Shadow Sword, is still easy to obtain the support of these family sword shops. After all, there are many family sword shops that want to replace their Jiufang.

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After going through a lot of hardships, Han Yu finally arrived at a small village outside Nanping County, but he was already unkempt and dressed like a beggar.

But unlike Wu Chenzi and the others' guess, Han Yu had no idea what the dead branch was in the white cloth box. When Han Wangan gave him the dead branch, he just told him that this dead branch could ensure that he could live in Tangxi.

Therefore, Han Yu never knew that the dead branches in his hand were the Huaying Sword, and he didn't know that he was hit by the Six Souls of the Yin and Yang family, and then was cracked by the Huaying Sword.

Looking at the village and the rising smoke in front of him, Han Yu finally turned black and rolled down the hill.
Chapter completed!