The vast void, the clouds are like water, and the blue is like the sea.

A huge figure flew through the sky, like wind and light, extremely fast.

It was a huge gourd made of ancient green jade, nearly ten meters long, with a figure sitting in front and behind.

Wine Venerable!

Chen Zong!

On the same day, he was assassinated by a black man, and after Chen Zong took away the valuable things in the other party's ring, he reported the matter, causing great alarm.

After all, assassinating a Shadow List Tianjiao in the Xuanming Courtyard in the Xuanming District, what a big deal, the Xuanming City Lord's Mansion was directly dispatched to investigate the whole city.

The guards in the Xuan Netherworld have also become more stringent, it is difficult for birds to cross, and there are more strong people in charge, and the black people do not want to sneak in again.

In the following time, Chen Zong also cultivated well, taking pills to refine the power of pills to improve qi cultivation and body cultivation.

After taking the pill, he went to Gu Xuanlou to buy a batch and continued to take it for cultivation, so that his qi cultivation and body refining cultivation gradually improved, approaching the intermediate semi-saint level.

Now, it was time to make an appointment with the Wine Venerable, and he left the Xuanyuan City with the Wine Venerable.

The Wine Venerable is a powerful peak powerhouse of the Holy Realm, and the Qiankun Sun and Moon Pot is not only a secret treasure for winemaking, but can also be used to fly in the sky, and the speed is amazing.

Sitting on the Qiankun Sun and Moon Pot, Chen Zongyou was wandering, the gilded Shenyue sword was placed on his knees, and he held a wine gourd in his left hand, which was given by the previous wine venerable.

Originally, Chen Zong thought that the ten years of Qiankun Sun and Moon Wine inside was only one catty or two catties, but he didn't expect that it didn't look big on the outside, but it was unique and mysterious inside, and there were as many as 100 catties.

One hundred catties of ten servings of Qiankun Sun and Moon Wine is enough for Chen Zong to drink for a long time.

This wine is also very beneficial to one's own cultivation.

Taking a sip, Chen Zong refined it, making his cultivation improve little by little.

"My name is Wine Venerable, and my old opponent is called Sword Venerable. The Wine Venerable also took a sip of fine wine and said to Chen Zong.

"Sword Venerable. Chen Zong read it silently, remembering this title.

"Although he is not on the Xuan List, his strength is much stronger than the peak of the ordinary Holy Realm. The Wine Venerable continued.

The strength of the Wine Venerable itself is very profound, although it is not as good as the Xuanbang, but it is not trivial, after all, the Xuanbang is only one hundred and eight places.

To be able to become an old opponent of the Wine Venerable, the strength of the Sword Venerable is absolutely extraordinary.

"The Sword Venerable has practiced swords all his life, and he has amazing attainments in knife skills, and he casts and sharpens his own knives, which can be called a knife maniac. ”

Chen Zong couldn't help but be in awe.

Sword practitioners may not be able to cast swords by themselves, after all, sword casting is an industry and a profession, which needs to be studied carefully, in addition to cultivating exercises, cultivating swordsmanship, etc., it is difficult to allocate time and energy.

The Sword Venerable forged and sharpened the knife by himself, all through his own hands, extremely focused and dedicated, I don't know how far his attainments have reached in the path of the sword.

Chen Zong couldn't imagine it.

"As a disciple of the Sword Venerable, he will also inherit the Sword Venerable's set, so his sword attainments are definitely not low, and his strength is definitely not weak. The Wine Venerable Zhengse said: "I don't want you to win this battle, but at least you can't lose ugly." ”

This is a rivalry between their old rivals, Chen Zong is now pretending to be a disciple of the Wine Venerable, if he loses too ugly, the Wine Venerable will also be disgraced.

"Don't worry, senior, I should do my best. Chen Zongzhengse said, but he didn't say that he would definitely win, so it was not self-confidence, but blind arrogance.

What is the strength of the disciple of the Sword Venerable, Chen Zong doesn't know at all, maybe he is unknown now, but who can be sure that he doesn't have strong strength?

If Chen Zong himself is good, he was also an unknown person before, but he defeated Lin Heming and the Evil Wolf, and now he is ranked ninety-third on the Hades List, maybe the disciples of the Sword Venerable also have the strength to be on the Hades List, maybe the ranking will be higher than Chen Zong.

If Chen Zongda said that he would win, the Wine Venerable would not believe it, but would instead think that Chen Zong was too frivolous.

The flight speed of the wine gourd was extremely fast, as if it had reached the level of entering the peak of the Holy Realm, carrying the Wine Venerable and Chen Zong to fly through the sky far away from Xuanyin City.

Listening to what the Wine Venerable said, the Sword House where the Sword Venerable lived was in a green mountain and green water.

About a day later, the gourd flew into the mountains, and then over the forest, the speed decreased and began to land, and a valley was below.

The stream is clear and trickling, as if the rotation of the sun and the moon has never stopped, and it is endless.

In the middle of the stream, there are pebbles of various sizes that have been washed smooth by the flowing water, and the sunlight reflects the dazzling brilliance.

A slender and vigorous figure stood in the stream, the cold and resolute young face was cold, the eyes were closed, and the eyebrows were as narrow as knives, faintly diffusing a trace of sharpness.

The young man's legs were slightly bent and shoulder-width apart, letting the flowing water wash over the bronze and tough calves, and his hands stretched forward to make a false grip, as if holding an invisible long knife, but in fact there was nothing, however, there was a trace of astonishing sharpness in it.

Be quiet!

Silence!

Only the sound of the stream flowing is subtle, and only the breeze lingers around the ears.

Heaven and earth seem to freeze at this moment, and time and space seem to come to a halt at this moment.

In an instant, I saw that the young man's closed eyes suddenly opened, and an astonishing cold light burst out of his eyes with incomparably sharpness, tearing the void apart as if a divine knife had come out of its sheath.

Then, a terrifying edge permeated from his hands, as if the peerless divine knife was in his hand, and it instantly woke up and burst out with a shocking edge, and slashed down.

Silently, the air was torn, and a fine white knife mark fell like a silk thread, splitting the water of the stream in an instant, stretching directly for hundreds of meters before it stopped, and the stream also paused in an instant, and then recovered, washing away the knife marks.

The water of the stream remains the same, but if you look closely, you can see that the pebbles under the stream have been split in half, and the fracture is extremely smooth.

Immediately, the young man quickly raised his head, decisive and sharp, his eyes shot out, staring at the huge ancient green jade gourd that had landed.

In an instant, Chen Zong's gaze made contact with this young man, and he felt the astonishing sharpness that permeated the other party's eyes, as if a long knife was breaking through the air and slashing, wanting to split himself.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and an astonishing sharpness shot out, like a sharp sword unsheathed.

The extremely sharp gaze collided in an instant, stirring up an invisible spark.

The Wine Venerable glanced at the young man, did not pause, but locked his gaze on a grass hut in the distance, and the strong aura turned into a storm and swept out, as if to destroy everything.

"Humph!"

Chen Zong was startled, only to feel that the cold snort that suddenly sounded was as sharp as a blade, cutting through the sky and killing it, directly colliding with the momentum of the Wine Venerable, bursting out of a violent storm.

"Knife maniac, I'm here as promised. The Wine Venerable laughed, and with a wave of his hand, the storm formed by the collision of the astonishing momentum disappeared into invisibility.

"Drunken maniac, is this your disciple?" The moment the words fell, a sharp light shot out and landed on Chen Zong, making Chen Zong tremble all over, and he was directly numb, as if he was locked by the Heavenly Sword, as if in the next breath, the terrifying edge would tear his body apart, and even his soul would be torn apart.

Chen Zong stood still, not even daring to breathe, that kind of sharpness was too strong and amazing, it was indescribable.

Fortunately, the astonishing sharpness was not hostile, and Chen Zong also saw the source clearly, it was a pair of eyes.

It was an old man with long hair that was scattered, and his face could not be seen clearly, but his eyes were extremely sharp, as sharp as a freshly opened sword, which could cut and tear everything.

Sword Venerable!

Knife maniac!

A strong man who lives on knives.

"Doesn't it look good. The Sword Venerable withdrew his gaze from staring at Chen Zong, and landed on the Wine Venerable's face again, as if with a slight chuckle.

"It's not good to see, but there are many people who don't use it. The Wine Venerable's rebuttal was also very sharp.

"You'll find out soon. The Sword Venerable smiled coldly, and there was an exchange of words, and then he spoke to the person standing in the stream in the distance: "Wu Feng is here." ”

The young man leaped forward, soaring into the sky like a big bird, and with a flutter of his arms, he slammed into an arrow from the string, as fast as ever.

It felt like tearing the sky apart, and it instantly landed beside the Sword Venerable, standing respectfully.

"He is my disciple Wu Feng, who inherits my mantle. Dao Venerable introduced, his tone was flat, but it contained a kind of pride, obviously very satisfied with his disciple.

"This is my disciple Chen Zong, a genius in swordsmanship, and a genius in the underworld. Venerable Wine also introduced.

When he heard that Chen Zong was the Heavenly Pride of the Underworld, Wu Feng's back suddenly straightened, and his eyes burst into more and more fierce essence, as if the sword light broke through the air and fell on Chen Zong.

"What is the number of Immortals?" the Sword Venerable was also a little surprised, and immediately asked.

"Ninety-three. Venerable Wine said.

"Oh, it's only ninety-three. "The Sword Venerable didn't seem to care, but in fact, he didn't mean to despise it, but deliberately hit the Wine Venerable.

"I remember the one hundred and eight places on the Underworld List, but no one named Wufeng. The Wine Venerable's retort was still sharp.

"It was coming soon. The words of the Sword Venerable revealed incomparable confidence: "Wu Feng, defeat him." ”

As soon as the words fell, the Sword Venerable quickly retreated and gave way to the venue.

The Wine Venerable nodded to Chen Zong and then retreated, handing it to Chen Zong and Wu Feng.

This is a confrontation between the two younger generations, and it is also an indirect confrontation between the Wine Venerable and the Sword Venerable.

"Heaven on the Underworld, defeat me, and I can also be on the Underworld. Wu Feng spoke, his voice was a little low, with a bit of metallic sharpness.

"You may not be able to do it. Chen Zong responded with a slight smile.

Suddenly, an astonishing sharp aura burst out from Wu Feng's body, as if a treasure knife had come out of its sheath, tearing the air and rushing towards Chen Zong.

At the same time, a terrifying edge also shot out from Chen Zong's body, colliding with the momentum of the bladeless sword dozens of meters apart, making a sharp sound, flying sand and stones, and the ground was marked by invisible energy, and quickly diffused.

"Then you'll take me first. Wu Feng's voice suddenly sounded, and the moment he fell, he saw his hands clenched into a knife and slashed forward, obviously there was no knife in his hand, but Chen Zong's face was solemn.

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