Qinglintai is located in the center of Qinglin City, it is a four-sided high platform, Qinglintai is ten miles in radius, empty, but at this time, there are many people from all directions to gather here.

"Master Lin, you are here too. ”

"Today is the battle between Chen Zhenghong's son and Tieshan Sword, such a big event, how can I not come. ”

"What is this son of Chen Zhenghong's ability? ”

"I heard that Chen Zhenghong's son is a disciple of Qingyun Sect, with extraordinary talent and strong strength, not long ago, he broke into the Mo family's mansion with a single sword and killed the three elders of the Mo family, and I don't know if it's true or not. ”

There are more than a dozen one-star forces in Qinglin City, some families or gangs, etc., after hearing the news, they all gathered here and talked about each other.

"Get out of the way. ”

"Get out. ”

The brutal voice sounded, accompanied by a fierce aura, which was depressing.

"The Black Tiger Gang. ”

"Silence. ”

The Black Tiger Gang is one of the three major two-star forces in the city, and the gang named after the word Black Tiger can be imagined to be arrogant and domineering, and only the Mo family and the Seven Swords Tower can compete with it.

"Chen Zhenghong was killed by the Tieshan Sword, and now his son is planning to avenge his father. ”

"It's just a loss of life. The deputy leader of the Black Tiger Gang said loudly, he had a conflict with Chen Zhenghong, was slashed with a sword, held a grudge, and belittled Chen Zhenghong everywhere.

At this time, the Mo family and the others came, the head of the Mo family, the eldest elder, the second elder and the fourth elder were all there, and there were also some children of the Mo family.

"The Iron Mountain Sword is still heavy. ”

"The last time was on this stage, he killed Chen Zhenghong, this time, is he going to kill Chen Zhenghong's son on this stage?"

Shang Chonglei was a burly and muscular figure, his brown robe was fully propped up by his broad shoulders, and the thick hilt of his sword emerged from his left shoulder, which was unusual.

At the same time, the people of the Seven Swords Tower also arrived.

The seven masters of the Sword Tower were all present, and such pomp and circumstance was immediately surprising, but everyone's eyes fell on the young man in green clothes.

The young face looks no more than fifteen or sixteen years old, but the expression is calm, the eyes are peaceful, and the atmosphere is calm, which is not the temperament of a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy at all, but like an old man who has gone through vicissitudes, he can have such a state of mind.

"This kid is not simple. The leader of the Black Tiger Gang said in a condensed voice.

"Hmph, it's a mystery. The deputy leader of the Black Tiger Gang snorted coldly, Chen Zhenghong's son, he just doesn't like it.

Shang Chonglei glared fiercely, staring at Chen Zong, and the huge pressure came through the sky, but Chen Zong didn't seem to be aware of it.

Jumping over, Shang Chonglei fell like a boulder and fell heavily on the Qinglin Terrace, which shocked the Qinglin Terrace, as if it was about to collapse.

"Chen Qingzong, that day, I was in a sword competition with your father Chen Zhenghong, and it was reasonable to win or lose, but you used this as a reason to kill the innocent three elders of the Mo family, and even killed the killer when the only son of the three elders of the Mo family, my good apprentice, came to the door, and I was mad, today, I want to seek justice for the three elders of the Mo family and my disciple. Shang Chonglei exhaled like thunder, and his momentum was majestic and oppressive, not only to suppress Chen Zong in momentum, but also to gain the upper hand in words.

"You know best what the truth is. Chen Zong's body jumped slightly, as dexterous and light as an ape, landing silently, facing Shang Chonglei's oppression, his expression remained unchanged at all, and he was calm: "It's useless to say more, you and I both practice swords, and my generation cultivates swords, and right and wrong are decided on the sword." ”

"It's a good sword cultivator of my generation. Many people's eyes lit up and secretly applauded.

Shang Chonglei's face was slightly suffocated, originally he was using words to weaken the momentum of the other party and give him the upper hand, as long as the other party followed his own line of thought and words to justify, the momentum would become weaker and weaker, but he didn't expect the other party to play cards according to common sense.

For example, if you want to fight, but the other party directly fights.

"Well, in that case, let's speak with a sword. Shang Chonglei immediately adjusted, his expression was cold, and his eyes were shining: "You have to understand, in this battle, I want to avenge my good apprentice, and I will never show mercy under the sword, if you are afraid, you can admit defeat now, as long as you kneel and kowtow three times in front of my apprentice's grave, I will spare you." ”

At this point, Shang Chonglei still used words to suppress Chen Zong.

Chen Zong didn't speak, his right hand fell on the hilt of the sword, and he grabbed and slowly pulled out the Bai Hong sword.

The sword light fluctuated like water, the long sword was unsheathed, and a trace of chill quietly diffused, all over Qinglin Terrace.

"On that day, your father fought me with this Baihong sword, and finally lost, this is the sword of the loser, you will definitely lose. Shang Chonglei roared, the sword behind his back suddenly jumped out, his broad palm was raised, and the sword slashed down.

This sword was ferocious, and the wide blade squeezed the air in front of it, turning into a violent waning moon sword qi and slashing out, with a roar of wind.

With just a slight flick of Bai Hongjian's sword, the violent sword qi shattered and swept past Chen Zong.

Taking a step, Chen Zong approached Shang Chonglei, and the invisible momentum quietly condensed.

Shang Chonglei's cultivation is the ninefold peak of the foundation realm, which is stronger than the three elders and the two elders of the Mo family, and it is much stronger, which is worth paying attention to.

A sword didn't work, and Shang Chonglei was not disappointed, it was just a casual swing of the sword.

"Slash!" There was a roar, like a tiger roaring, the momentum was amazing, and Shang Chonglei slashed out the second sword.

The iron-black true qi was surging, and they poured into the wide and thick sword in their hands, and the sword light was black and deep, as if it was made of fine iron, and the breath was clear.

The astonishing sword light fell, as if splitting the mountain and breaking the mountain, and what was even more amazing was that it was not a sword, but a series of three swords, and the sword was fierce and deadly.

The astonishing sword pressure repelled the air, and the waves of qi rushed to the left and right, and the hard Qinglin Platform was even more vividly cut out of the sword marks, and quickly spread.

After the three swords, Shang Chonglei did not have any momentum to stop, but took a step forward, with his right foot as the axis, his body spun suddenly, and the broad sword immediately rolled up a terrifying storm of blades, as if destroying the world, it bombarded Chen Zong.

From the very beginning, he suppressed and weakened Chen Zong with words, and then attacked mercilessly, all of which showed Shang Chonglei's meticulous and ruthless mind.

"Feihong's swordsmanship is even worse than my Tieshan swordsmanship, defeat and defeat, what do you use to compete with me. ”

The shouting was amazing, like a rolling wave, shaking all directions, Shang Chonglei's figure jumped up suddenly, holding the broad sword with both hands, like an iron-black meteorite shot down, and thousands of sparks burst out from his body because of friction with the air.

Swift, ferocious, furious, destroying.

The owners of the Seven Swords Building couldn't help but clench the hilt of their swords, and Liu Chengyi was even more anxious.

Shang Chonglei's offensive was too terrifying, and if they were replaced, no one would be able to take it except Feng Pingsheng.

"It's dead. "On the Mo family's side, the head of the Mo family and the elders couldn't help but be secretly happy.

The others were shocked, this kind of offensive is really terrifying, Tieshan Sword Shang Chonglei not only has a unique feature in defense, but also very terrifying to attack.

"It's a pity, Chen Zhenghong is a short-lived ghost, and his son is also a short-lived ghost. Although the deputy leader of the Black Tiger Gang said that it was a pity, his tone was full of schadenfreude.

"That being the case, I will slay you with this sword. ”

A flat voice came from within the furious offensive, neither slow nor sick, neither sad nor joyful, as if telling a fact.

In an instant, everyone only saw that the three sword lights were all shattered, only to see the violent sword blade storm being torn apart, and only to see a white sword light rising into the sky.

Swift, light, elegant, yet sharp and boundless, it was not a sword, nor light, but a white bird, vibrating its wings and streaking across the sky with the most graceful gesture, leaving indelible marks.

This sword amazed the sky, the earth, and the eyes and hearts of all spectators.

"What kind of swordsmanship is this?" Shang Chonglei, who was shot down in the air, was shocked, and hurriedly swung his sword to change his skills into defense, and a wide and thick sword completely defended himself, impermeable to the wind and water.

The Iron Mountain Sword Technique, originally a sword technique that focused on defense, was cultivated by Shang Chonglei to the peak of the gods, and the power was amazing, and it took a lot of effort for Chen Zhenghong to break it last time.

But a wave of panic surged from Shang Chonglei's heart, and he had a feeling that his defense could not stop the opponent's sword.

"Drink!"

The loud shouts were shocking, and all the true qi of his body exploded, gushing out, Shang Chonglei's face turned gray and black, and there was a trace of iron-black aura permeating from his body.

The explosion of true qi beyond the limit, the explosion of swordsmanship beyond the limit, in order to block this sword, in order to be able to survive.

The White Mist Gong was sent to the extreme, and the White Mist True Qi permeated the body, and then poured into the Bai Hong Sword one after another.

The seventh-layer White Mist Skill, the incomparably pure White Mist True Qi, and the Feihong Sword Technique under the martial intent are more amazing perceptions and awareness, and then use the spiritual sense to stimulate the potential of the body, and explode in an instant, so that Chen Zong can easily capture the flaws of the other party, and the speed is even faster to the extreme, and a sword is killed, and it comes in an instant.

The speed was so fast that everyone only had time to see a flash of black and a touch of white staggering through the air, and then they all fell.

The white is light, the ground is silent, and the white sword is slowly returned to the sheath.

The black was heavy, and when it landed, it made a huge sound, like a drum, Qinglintai couldn't help but shake, and in an instant, the black figure fell forward, and blood gushed out from the throat, staining the surroundings red.

For an instant, there was silence.

Under the Qinglin stage, their eyes widened one by one, and their faces were full of shock.

He's dead.

It was simply impossible for Shang Chonglei, the Iron Mountain Sword who was at the peak of the Nine Folds of the Foundation Realm, to be dead, or to be killed by a fifteen-year-old boy.

Who would have thought?

Who would have predicted?

"I'm afraid there will be one more of Dongchen's blazing sun. Someone lost his mind and muttered to himself.

"Good...... It's ......" Liu Chengyi reacted, laughing wildly, laughing so much that there were tears in the corners of his eyes: "Zhenghong, Zhenghong, have you seen it, your son has avenged you, and the blue is blue...... Out of the blue......"

It was Liu Chengyi's laughter echoing all around Qinglin Terrace, which made people panic.

On the Mo family's side, all of them were pale, hating to the extreme, but there was a kind of fear in their hearts.

Feng Pingsheng and the others were extremely complicated.

"If Tiegangmen wants to seek revenge, come to me. Chen Zong's voice sounded, and immediately, his cold gaze swept towards the Black Tiger Gang: "Just now, you have belittled my father and me many times, and this sword is used as a punishment." ”

A beam of white sword light vibrated its wings like a white bird, breaking through the air.

The deputy leader of the Black Tiger Gang didn't even have time to react, the corners of his mouth were immediately torn, and severe pain swept through.

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