The world starts from the iron cloth shirt

With a sweep of Chen Xuan's long sword, the strong wind howled and the dust flew, drawing a long ditch more than ten meters long in front of the ruined temple.

He is dressed in fluttering white, with a stern face, long hair flying, and unparalleled swordsmanship!

Chapter 94 The Nightquakes

When Chen Xuan's voice fell, the other gangsters around him were still fighting with the remaining men in black and sand bandits. After hearing Chen Xuan's words, they immediately retreated towards him.

Everyone realized that this might be a powerful young swordsman.

Soon, everyone retreated behind Chen Xuan.

Around their bodies, there were corpses lying around, some were businessmen, some were quacks, and some were men in black who were killed by Chen Xuanzhen before.

He swept those men in black with his scabbard, each blow contained thousands of catties of strength, even if it was iron or stone, it would be shaken to pieces, let alone flesh and blood.

Qin Feng, Fang Xian, and Li Xinyao all retreated in front of Chen Xuan, with swords in hand, looking vigilantly and defensively at the other men in black and sand bandits around them.

"Chen Shaoxia be careful, they have a lot of people."

Qin Feng whispered.

The figures around flickered one after another, and there were still experts coming, and all the cold eyes focused on Chen Xuan.

Before, he lifted the weight lightly and killed more than a dozen men in black in a row, which made everyone quite afraid, and they didn't dare to go forward easily.

But as time went by, more and more of them got together, and finally some people couldn't stand it anymore.

"kill!"

With a loud shout, a group of people suddenly rushed towards the temple gate again.

No matter what kind of master you are, with so many swords, chopping meat with random knives is enough to kill you.

Bang bang bang!

A series of muffled sounds came out, Chen Xuan's movements were extremely fast, the long sword swept across with the scabbard, a dozen people were smashed into the air in an instant, their bones were broken, and they fell in the distance like a broken sack.

With just one move, everyone was shocked again.

Everyone stopped again, their faces horrified.

What kind of swordsmanship is this?

Another time they saw someone using a sword like this.

Even Qin Feng, Fang Xian, and Li Xinyao around him were also taken aback.

They were about to rush over to fight, but they found that Chen Xuan's long sword circled and flew out more than a dozen people. This speed and vision were simply terrifying.

"Chen Shaoxia, why don't you draw your sword, if you draw your sword, it will be more lethal."

Fang Xian suddenly whispered.

"No, a bunch of trash are not worthy of my sword."

Chen Xuan said coldly.

Of course, he didn't draw his sword because he was afraid that people would recognize Zi Shang. After all, the purple light was shining and very conspicuous.

The men in black and sand bandits in front of them were all retreating, deeply shocked.

But soon, another master appeared.

A tall black figure slowly approached. Under the illumination of the lights, one could vaguely see him wearing a black robe and holding a thick cooked copper stick. He was about 1.9 meters tall, with broad shoulders and terrifying eyes.

"Very powerful King Kong is comprehensive."

Qin Feng's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly whispered: "He is a famous leftist master, one of the nine guardians of the Gate of Life and Death, and he is extremely powerful and terrifying. The most important thing is that he has a magic stick in his hand. The copper stick alone It is said that it is more than three hundred catties..."

Zhou Quan's burly body carried an invisible pressure, like a dark demon god, with sharp eyes, indifferent, and walked forward step by step.

Fang Xian beside him suddenly jumped up, shouted loudly, and stabbed at Zhou Quan with a flicker of long sword in his hand.

"Fang Shaoxia be careful!"

Qin Feng hurriedly shouted.

clang!

Zhou Quan slammed the copper stick in his hand hard, and it collided with Fang Xian's long sword, sparks burst out and made a piercing sound.

Fang Xian's complexion changed, and the long sword was knocked out on the spot. The tiger's mouth in his right hand was dripping with blood, and his body hurriedly used his strength to back up, and landed next to Chen Xuan again, but he couldn't help taking two or three steps back, his breath was disordered.

That Zhou Quan didn't move at all, his face was indifferent, and he was still walking steadily forward.

"Qin Feng, someone wants your life with 5 taels of silver. Today I will make a comprehensive move, so you can go on the road with peace of mind!"

Indifferent words came from Zhouquan's mouth.

call!

He suddenly took a step forward, rotating the thick cooked copper stick, and with a violent wind, he swept across Chen Xuan and Qin Feng in unison.

As soon as Qin Feng's eyes changed, he was about to swing his sword to meet the enemy.

But at this moment, the long sword in Chen Xuan's hand was suddenly pointed out like lightning, and collided violently with the cooked copper stick in Zhou Quan's hand.

It stands to reason that the long sword is a light and short weapon, and it will undoubtedly suffer a big loss if it goes head-to-head with a long weapon that opens and closes like a wrought copper rod.

This is a truth that everyone in the Jianghu knows, so most of the swordsmen rely on the lightness of their swordsmanship to fight with the stick wielders, and they will never face head-to-head when they come up like this, but Chen Xuan just hit the long sword directly. The cooked copper rod in Zhou Quan's hand bumped head-on.

This made many people think he was too arrogant.

Even Qin Feng felt that Chen Shaoxia was overbearing.

however!

puff!

The moment Chen Xuan's long sword collided with Zhouquan's cooked copper stick, a strong suction appeared on the sword body, which completely dissipated the force on the cooked copper stick, and at the same time, there was a sticky force firmly Sticking to the cooked copper stick, Zhou Quan felt like the stick had been thrown into a quagmire, trapped firmly in the quagmire, unable to be retracted or smashed in, it was extremely uncomfortable.

More importantly, he felt that his power was leaking out rapidly.

Zhou Quan's complexion changed, he made a decisive decision, and suddenly abandoned the cooked copper stick. With a violent momentum, he slammed his palm at Chen Xuan fiercely. Veins appeared in his palm as wide as a cattail leaf fan, and he didn't know how much power it contained.

When Chen Xuan raised his left hand, he came up and clapped his palms together.

"Don't take it!"