Time is fast.

Chen Xuan meditated and rested in the room, and it was not until noon that a servant brought the meal.

After lunch, he swept to the courtyard outside the door again.

The yard was still surrounded by heroes, and there were several competitions. The sound of jingling swords and cheers kept coming.

The more Chen Xuan looked, the more itchy he felt.

These are all a lot of popularity.

As long as you fight a few casual games, you should be well-known.

He struggled for a while, but still couldn't help it and decided to go out and take a look.

A closer event was around him, and cheers rang out.

Chen Xuanwei only found out who was fighting before he got close to him.

The boss of the four kings in Yunzhou!

Xiaoyao Sword Zhou Qing!

He was wearing a white robe and holding a long sword of refined steel. He fought hard with a swordsman on the field, but it was obvious that he was in a downward position, leaving only the ability to resist, and was forced to dodge. Four or five sword marks were cut on the spotless white robe, with a lot of dust sticking to it.

The other three people from the Four Yings in Yunzhou were all nervous.

Dangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdang!

The sound kept ringing and Mars burst.

The swordsman suddenly attacked, forcing Zhou Qing to dodge in a mess, and his sword technique appeared flaws.

The swordsman raised his kick and kicked Zhou Qing in the chest. With a bang, he kicked Zhou Qing backwards and rushed towards the crowd.

"good!"

The people around him cheered loudly.

By chance, the direction Zhou Qing came from was Chen Xuan.

Chen Xuan gently pushed his palm forward and landed on Zhou Qing's shoulder.

Bang!

Zhou Qing's retreat suddenly slowed down, as if he was leaning against a mountain.

He secretly breathed a sigh of relief, looked back and said, "Thank you..."

Suddenly, his face was stunned and he said, "Sword Hero!"

Chen Xuan smiled slightly and let go of Zhou Qing's shoulders.

"Thank you, Sword!"

Zhou Qing looked dull, looked back at the stadium, bowed and said, "Thank you for your mercy!"

"Who else has to challenge you? If you can use the "Fengyun Sword" at any time, you will be qualified to hit the bottom of the list if you can get a hundred moves in my hands!"

The young swordsman in the field said loudly.

People around him were talking, looking at me and I looked at him, but no one stepped forward.

Chen Xuan frowned and showed doubts.

Those who walk hundreds of moves through his hands will be qualified to hit the bottom of the human list. Could it be that this is a strong man on the human list?

"Is he a master on the human list?"

Chen Xuan asked in a low voice.

"No, he hit the list a few months ago and almost lost a move."

Zhou Qing explained: "So if you can take hundreds of tricks in his hands, it means that your strength is similar to that of him, and you will also have the qualifications to hit the list, but qualifications are only qualifications, and you may not necessarily be on the list!"

"I see."

Chen Xuan nodded.

Their conversation was heard by the "Fengyun Sword". They frowned and showed a little displeasure. They glanced at them and just met Chen Xuan and said lightly: "This knight, why don't you come up and have a discussion?"

"I?"

Chen Xuan's face was stunned.

Others looked at it one after another.

The other three of Yunzhou's Siying looked wonderful.

‘One sword lifts the sky’ sword is not me…

He was actually targeted?

But will he be the opponent of "Fengyun Sword"?

"Yes, it's you, please come up. I wonder if this knight likes to use a knife or a sword?"

He asked casually, deliberately trying to teach Chen Xuan a lesson.

"Well, my best skill is sword technique, but my sword cannot be easily unsheathed. If it is unsheathed, it will definitely be bloody. This way, I will fight you with bare hands for a few rounds. If you can hurt me, I will lose!"

Chen Xuan put on an air of a master and spoke.

The crowd around was in an uproar, and there was a lot of discussion, showing surprise.

What a crazy tone!

If the sword is not easily unsheathed, blood will be revealed when unsheathed!

Even the best-seller dare not say that!

Does anyone have his strength?

Zhou Qing on one side also had a change in his face and looked at Chen Xuan again.

Is this really a great master?

Before, he thought Chen Xuan was joking when he heard Chen Xuan say this, but now he dares to say this in front of so many heroes. Isn’t that too crazy?

Also, when he faced Fengyun Sword Feng Tian, ​​he actually said to use his bare hands to deal with the move?

What a joke!

"Sword Hero, Feng Tian is the ninth level of energy storage."

Zhou Qing whispered, afraid that Chen Xuan would not know.

After all, in his eyes, Chen Xuan is an ordinary person who is not good-looking and has a few plasters on his face, and his face is quite ugly. How strong is he?

Fengyun Sword Feng Tian in the field was not angry and laughed, saying, "Okay, what an arrogant person, since that's the case, then please!"

He raised his sword and stared at Chen Xuan.

Chen Xuan smiled slightly and walked out of the crowd.

Everyone was surprised and looked back and forth on him.

"Get a move!"

Fengyun Dao Feng Tian said in a cold tone, "In order to prevent people from saying that I bully you with sword skills, I will give you three moves!"

"Then it's better to obey your orders than respect!"

Chen Xuan smiled.

Bang!

As soon as he stepped on his feet, his body rushed over in an instant.

Eight steps to catch the cicadas!

Although I was just getting started, I was much faster than before, and my physical strength exploded. My body flashed in an instant and hit Feng Tian with a punch.

Feng Tian sneered.

“Too slow!”

His body flashed slightly, like a catkin floating in the air, barely passing by Chen Xuan's fist, and said disdainfully: "The first move!"

But at this moment, Chen Xuan's internal strength for 11 years, and his 600 kilograms of physical strength suddenly overlapped together. His explosive power suddenly exploded, and his speed was almost twice as fast as he broke through the air, making a harsh whistling, and swept towards Feng Tian with a punch.

Feng Tian's face changed and he could not dodge further.

The distance is too short!

The fist wind whistled, making a terrifying sound, and the air was pressed like a wave of air.

He couldn't believe that Chen Xuan actually hid his strength!

At the critical moment, he held his long sword upright and blocked it in front of him.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, the 1,040 kilograms of power burst out instantly, which made Feng Tian groan, as if he was hit by a huge rock. The tiger's mouth stinged and blood burst out. The long knife in his hand fell off on the spot. His body staggered and retreated wildly to the rear, retreating until it finally stopped.
To be continued...