Chapter 282: The Legend of Chu Chaoyun

Xiao Chen looked up at the sky, the sunset was sinking, the sky was full of red clouds, it was dusk, he got up and smiled wryly: "I can't talk anymore, I have to go, I will have a chance to drink with you and me in the future."

The sky is red like fire, because of drinking too much, Yun Kexin's delicate face also has a red glow, which complements the setting sun, people are more beautiful than the setting sun.

Yun Kexin stood up, cupped her hands and said, "Take care all the way, there will be a date later!"

Xiao Chen nodded, then turned and left his courtyard gate, and walked towards the gate of Yunfu. The setting sun was like blood, dyeing his back bright red, leaving a long reflection on the ground.

Yun Ke followed Xiao Chen with his eyes, and walked all the way, until the back figure disappeared from sight for a long time, then he slowly looked away.

Xiao Chen left the Yun Mansion and immediately walked out of the city, preparing to rush to the port of the Black Dragon River before dark.

Exercising the Qinglong Dragon Tengyun Jue all the way, the body is on the avenue, like a running dragon, the speed is much faster than the dragon blood horse.

When the sunset was completely sinking, they finally arrived at the port. The lights above the port were brightly lit, and all of them were tall cargo ships waiting.

Xiao Chen took a visual inspection, found a merchant ship at random, explained his purpose, paid the money, and boarded the ship smoothly.

On the deck, there were warriors preparing to cross the river. Xiao Chen found an empty seat, sat down cross-legged, and soon entered the state of cultivation, slowly running the Dragon and Tiger Body Sculpting Art.

Speechless all night, when the dawn of the next day, the merchant ship was already quietly driving on the vast and boundless Heilong River.

"Have you heard that Xihe Shuangsha was killed, his body was split in half, and there was no whole body left."

"Impossible, Xihe Shuangsha's low-rank Martial King's cultivation has been in the Xihe Mansion for so many years. He was surrounded and suppressed several times, but he retreated completely. How could he be killed without a whole body?"

"I've also heard about this. Someone saw the bodies of the two of them lying on the devil's prairie, and finally fed them to wolves, but I don't know who did it."

"Hehe, I know who made the move. I saw it with my own eyes at the time. These two people were like capsized in the gutter. They stopped Chu Chaoyun of the Sword Misty Sect and wanted him to hand over the superior spirit stone at the auction. In the end, he was killed by Chu Chaoyun alone, and all his belongings were taken away."

On the deck in the early morning, it began to become lively slowly. A group of warriors talked about the latest popular events. Xiao Chen heard that it was related to Chu Chaoyun,

Can't help but listen carefully.

"Didn't Chu Chaoyun only have the strength of a top-rank peak Martial Lord? How could he face two low-rank Martial Kings at the same time? Even if he wins, he should have had a hard time winning."

The previous person sneered and said, "It's hard work? Don't be kidding, it's a one-sided massacre, especially after Chu Chaoyun dispatched the holy soldiers, the two of them didn't even have a chance to escape, and they were cut in half by a single sword." .”

"Impossible!"

"What I saw with my own eyes is absolutely true. At that time, there was a group of horse thieves on the devil's prairie, who were the helpers of Xihe Shuangsha. But seeing this situation, they immediately ran away in fright."

All the people on the deck gasped. They never expected that Chu Chaoyun would be so powerful. Killing the lower-rank Martial King was as easy as slaughtering a dog.

The newly born Chaoyang leaped out from the east, instantly illuminating the entire river surface, fiery red, Xiao Chen looked at the rising Chaoyang with a dignified look on his face.

He murmured: "Chu Chaoyun, just like the newborn red sun, the moment he makes a move, he can pierce the darkness of the dawn. He is extremely powerful. I was once defeated by him with one move. If I can't defeat him in the future, may cast an eternal shadow."

Xiao Chen looked back, recalled the fight with Chu Chaoyun back then, and thought carefully that the opponent actually defeated him with only half a move.

Because of that holy weapon, Chu Chaoyun didn't draw out all of it at all. It was the worst battle Xiao Chen had experienced since his debut. It can be said that he was already a demon.

If the inner demon is not eliminated, sooner or later there will be a big bottleneck in the future, so there will be a battle between him and Chu Chaoyun, which cannot be avoided.

The warriors on the boat were still discussing about Chu Chaoyun, Xiao Chen walked to a quiet place and quietly looked at the mighty and boundless water surface of the Black Dragon River.

"Little brother, are you a disciple of Tiandao Pavilion?" Xiao Chen was looking into the distance, when a person behind him came to say hello.

Xiao Chen looked back and found that it was a middle-aged man in his forties, whose cultivation base was around the early stage of middle-rank Wuzun, wearing a blue robe and carrying a big knife on his back.

Xiao Chen nodded and said: "Well, I am a disciple of Qingyun Peak, what can I do for you?"

The middle-aged man smiled and said: "It's okay, my son is also a disciple of Tiandao Pavilion, and I am also going to Tiandao Pavilion this trip. The journey is long, so it's good to find a companion to chat with."

Xiao Chen relaxed when he heard the words, and smiled gently: "I don't know, what is the name of Mr. Ling, maybe I will know who."

The middle-aged man showed a hint of pride on his face and said: "My son is Gao Xiang, a disciple of Gangyu Peak. He passed the assessment last year and is already a core disciple. I guess his cultivation has already surpassed mine."

Gangyu Peak, Gao Xiang!

Xiao Chen was slightly startled, and said calmly: "I know Gao Xiang, he has been a middle-rank Martial Venerable for a long time, I don't know what uncle is looking for him for."

When the middle-aged man heard Xiao Chen say he knew Gao Xiang, he immediately smiled happily and said, "You and my son are friends. What's the name of the little brother? It seems that this kid's ability has really surpassed mine. It's not in vain. I spent a lot of spirit stones to send him to the Heavenly Sword Pavilion."

"By the way, what is my son doing now? It's been a long time since I went back and didn't write a letter. I'm going to Dongming this time, and I happened to pass by Tiandao Pavilion to take a look."

Xiao Chen's heart tightened, and he didn't know how to answer this question for a while. He watched Gao Xiang die in front of him, but seeing the smile on the middle-aged man's face, he couldn't bear to tell the truth.

Perhaps as Yun Kexin said, there are no real swordsmen in the Tiandao Pavilion. No matter there are thousands of reasons, they should not send the disciples in their sect to die.

In the entire upper level of Tiandao Pavilion, the energy in his heart has completely disappeared, without any edge.

After hesitating for a while, Xiao Chen said: "My name is Ye Chen, but you may have to go for nothing, uncle. Gao Xiang went out for training two months ago, and he probably won't be back before the end of the year."

A hint of disappointment flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged man, and he said: "Forget it, it's not easy to go to the Tiandao Pavilion, thank you little brother."

Xiao Chen forced a smile on his face, tried to maintain a natural look, and said: "It's just a small matter, don't be polite."

"Look what that is!"

Someone on the deck suddenly exclaimed, everyone stopped talking immediately, and looked over, only to see a huge black shadow approaching the merchant ship on the river thousands of meters away.

The next moment, the surface of the water began to fluctuate violently, and a waterspout that covered the sky and the sun came surging.

"It's a black tuna whale, a sixth-order peak spirit beast, and it's quite the cultivation level of a low-rank Martial King."

"How unlucky, after walking such a short distance, I encountered a bluefin whale, and the game is over."

Everyone on the deck panicked when they recognized the bluefin whale.

Xiao Chen stared at the black tuna whale for a moment, then smiled and said: "It's really fate, I've run into it every time I come here, this time, don't leave!"

"Little brother, what are you going to do, you are being impulsive!" Gao Xiang's father on the deck, watching Xiao Chen rush to the deck, said loudly.

"Young people nowadays really don't know how to live or die, even the blackfin whale dares to fight recklessly." Seeing Xiao Chen's figure rising from the sky, everyone laughed aloud.

Xiao Chen looked calm in the air, ignored the sarcasm of everyone on the deck, looked at the waterspout more than 200 meters high, without fear, and his speed increased again and again.

Rumble!

Endless clouds rolled in from the horizon, and the clear sky suddenly turned dark. Bursts of muffled sounds came from the clouds, and Xiao Chen's artistic conception of thunder kept improving.

The art of drawing a knife!

When the aura condensed to the apex, Xiao Chen let out a loud shout, and a stunning bolt of lightning pierced through the space, pulling out a purple horse.

The Moon Shadow Knife in his hand came out of its sheath with a sound, and appeared almost at the same time as the lightning. In the air, with boundless aura, he slashed fiercely at the knife with the power of the supreme thunder.

In the dark sky, a gorgeous knife light lit up, and with a single stroke of the knife light, it split the terrifying waterspout in half.

The terrifying waterspout dissipated immediately, turned into rainwater, and fell on the deck, drenching the warriors on the deck.

Seeing Xiao Chen split the waterspout with a single knife, the people below were so shocked that they couldn't speak for a while. Those who just said that Xiao Chen didn't know how to live or die dared to look slightly unnatural.

"Xiaocheng's artistic conception of thunder, I remembered who he is. He is the disciple of Qingyun Peak, the Tiandao Pavilion where Mu Chengxue was tied."

"It turned out to be him. When did Qingyun Peak appear? Such a powerful disciple. I only remember that there was Murong Chong in the past, but he has already quit Qingyun. What is this person's name?"

Someone on the deck finally recognized Xiao Chen, and they were all very surprised. Gao Xiang's father smiled and said: "This man is Ye Chen, and he is my son's friend."

"Ye Chen, I've never heard of this name before. It should be a new young master. It seems that the second Murong Chong of our Xihe Mansion is about to rise."

Xiao Chen's figure flashed in the air and landed steadily on the water surface, more than half a month ago.

Facing the weakened waterspout, he can smash it with physical strength. Now that his strength has reached the middle-rank Wuzun, it is not surprising that he can split the waterspout with a knife.

The Qinglong Tengyun Jue turned around, Xiao Chen raised a huge wave on the water surface, and rushed towards the bluefin whale in the distance.

From a distance, he looks like he is on the water, setting up this water dragon and flying across the air.

Whoosh!

The huge bluefin whale, seeing Xiao Chen running fast, screamed in the water, and countless water swords immediately condensed on the water surface, shooting towards Xiao Chen.

There is terrifying power in the water sword, rubbing against the air to make non-stop noises, the speed is extremely fast.

Xiao Chen held the Moon Shadow Knife, with his toes on the water surface, jumping non-stop, facing the flying water sword, the blade danced pieces of purple saber energy, protecting him in front of him.