"Seven Killing Swords...Who are you?!"
Yue Guan's voice echoed quietly between heaven and earth.
Many elders in the Elder Hall were also stunned.
"Seven Killing Sword, could it be the Sword Dao Chen Xin?"
"But where did Chen Xin get his 100,000-year spirit ring?"
Inside the offering hall.
"Seven Killing Swords, Hundred Thousand Year Spirit Ring... Could it be him?"
A figure slowly emerged in Qian Daoliu's mind.
The Golden Crocodile Douluo beside him was also thoughtful. He shook his head and said in a firm tone:
"It can't be that person. That person passed away decades ago. The Spirit Hall's spies confirmed it many times. There's no way they could be wrong."
Hearing what Golden Crocodile Douluo said, Qian Daoliu nodded without any doubt.
The Spirit Hall has the strongest information network on the continent. When Chen Xun died, there were even spies who personally performed an autopsy.
After seeing you die,
There is only one Seven Killing Sword left in this world.
Apart from the sword Dao Chen Xin of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, there is absolutely no other sword like it.
The two were puzzled.
Chen Xun held the Seven Killing Sword in his hand, his voice as cold as ice:
"who I am?"
"Just an old man who has long since disappeared and been forgotten."
"I've told you two that you're still too weak. Let those old guys from the Worship Hall come out and play with me."
This time, Chen Xun did not deliberately lower his voice.
His words echoed quietly between heaven and earth.
Although the voice was calm, it sounded a bit arrogant and unruly to others.
Arrogant, too arrogant.
But just based on the fact that he had just defeated the two Titled Douluo Gui and Ju with a single sword strike, he fully deserved this arrogance!
Qian Daoliu in the worship hall frowned slightly. As a worshipper of Wuhun Hall, he naturally could not tolerate the other party provoking the Spirit Hall in this way.
At this moment,
Two figures came in front of Qian Daoliu.
"Great Priest, since that person outside is provoking our Spirit Hall, let my two brothers teach him a lesson."
The Demon Subduing Douluo spoke with great confidence.
Qianjun Douluo beside him also nodded in agreement.
Qian Daoliu looked at the two of them thoughtfully and slowly said:
"You two haven't recovered from your injuries yet, and the opponent's strength is still unknown. The risk is too great."
Hearing this,
The desire of both Jiang Mo Douluo and Qian Jun Douluo to fight became stronger and stronger.
He was sent by the chief priest to investigate the strange phenomena in the sky, but not only did he fail to find out the reason, he was also injured.
If they couldn't make up for their mistakes, the two brothers would really be unable to sleep all night and feel guilty.
So the two of them asked for battle again.
Seeing that he couldn't persuade the two men, Qian Daoliu agreed to let them fight.
Jiang Mo Qianjun and the other man walked in the air and came in front of Chen Xun.
Demon Subduing Douluo pointed the Coiling Dragon Staff in his hand at Chen Xun and said in a serious voice:
"Let me experience your skills and see if your strength matches your arrogance!"
Chen Xun chuckled after hearing this, looked at the two of them and said calmly:
"You're not good enough on your own."
"Let the person next to you come with you."
"I accept all the orders."
Hearing Chen Xun's words, the Demon Subduing Douluo was so angry that he laughed.
"Okay, okay, I want to see what strength you have to dare to say such words!"
"Brother, let's go together!"
Qianjun Douluo nodded and summoned the Coiling Dragon Stick spirit.
The next moment,
Both brothers held the Panlong Stick and attacked Chen Xun!
The blood energy of the Seven Killing Sword in Chen Xun's hand rose, his eyes glowed red, and he said lightly:
"Fourth Soul Skill, my body is like a sword!"
The Seven Killing Sword vibrated violently, and the overwhelming sword intent bloomed between heaven and earth!
At this moment, Chen Xun has become one with the Seven Killing Sword.
The sword is me and I am the sword.
Chen Xun continued to fend off the joint attacks of Jiang Mo and Qianjun Douluo.
They are brothers from the same clan, and both have the Panlong Stick as their martial spirit. It is no exaggeration to say that their tacit understanding is perfect.
While attacking, the Demon Subduing Douluo laughed wildly:
"Your strength is certainly impressive, but you are powerless against my two brothers working together."
"Even a high priest wouldn't dare to be careless in the face of the combined strength of my two brothers. It's time you pay the price for your arrogance!"
After hearing this, a sharp light flashed in the depths of Chen Xun's indifferent eyes, and he said in a calm voice:
"You won't know until you try."
The next moment,
Chen Xun's body rose to the ninth heaven above the clouds, and the Seven Killing Swords at his side burst out with murderous intent like a sea of blood, dyeing everything in the world blood-red!
I saw,
Chen Xun stretched out two fingers, the blood on his fingertips was like ink, wandering between heaven and earth.
His voice was mighty and majestic:
"A sword across the sky, freezing the stars."
"The mountains and rivers are ablaze with blood."
"Killing all the enemies is a waste of time."
"Laughing and stepping on the bones, singing about Xiliang!"
"This sword is called Seven Kills!!!"
In an instant,
The blood-red shadow of the Seven Killing Sword stood between heaven and earth.
now,
The entire Wuhun City seemed extremely small in front of the Seven Killing Swords.
To subdue the demon, Qianjun and the other two had no choice but to look up.
All the people in Wuhun City were stunned.
"This aura...it's him, it's really him!"
"Swordsman Chen Xun!"
Golden Crocodile Douluo looked crazy, and his voice was trembling slightly.
A person who has been dead for decades,
Now he is back to the world again!
How is this possible? !
But this familiar aura must be him!
As the Golden Crocodile Douluo who had dealt with Chen Xun for many years, he was probably the person who knew Chen Xun best in the world.
Chen Xun and Golden Crocodile Douluo are true peers. Even Qian Daoliu, Tang Chen is a generation younger than them.
In that era,
There is a name that everyone knows.
Swordsman Chen Xun.
Suppressed the strong men of an era.
Even the Golden Crocodile Douluo at that time was no match for Chen Xun!
It can be said that Chen Xun is the shadow of Golden Crocodile Douluo's life.
Even if his grandson Chen Xin couldn't recognize Chen Xun, he, the Golden Crocodile Douluo, would not make a mistake.
"kill!"
As the word "kill" fell,
Chen Xun pressed down with one hand, and the blood-red Seven Killing Sword broke through the air, and the terrifying soul power fluctuations completely erupted between heaven and earth!
Jiang Mo and Qian Jun both looked solemn and pale, and they quickly released their martial spirits to try to block the sword that could tear the world apart!
But when the Seven Killing Swords fell on their shoulders, they realized Chen Xun's terrifying strength.
This sword is like a thousand-foot mountain, unstoppable!
I'm afraid he has surpassed level ninety-eight and reached the peerless level ninety-nine!
Seeing that the two brothers, Jiang Mo, were about to collapse, the Golden Crocodile Douluo in the worship hall rushed to the clouds.
"Seventh Soul Skill, Martial Soul True Body!"
The roar of the Golden Crocodile King shook the earth. Golden Crocodile Douluo stood in front of the two of them, facing this familiar sword!
Golden Crocodile Douluo sank his body, gritted his teeth, and took the sword.
But he also suffered considerable injuries.
Although his Golden Crocodile King is the top beast martial spirit on the continent, it has extremely strong defense and attack.
But that was the swordsman Chen Xun.
He is the only one among the three generations of the Chen family who can perfectly utilize the Seven Killing Sword, the world's best attack spirit, to its full potential!
"The green peak is unsheathed and proud of the clouds and waves, splitting the blue waist and breaking the rainbow waist."
"Drinking a thousand cups with a smile, I ask the sky how high it is when I'm drunk!"
"Let's stop here for today. I will come back another day!"
"Hahahahahahaha!"
At this moment, the only voice left in the world was Chen Xun's old and heroic voice.