Chapter 479 Talking About the Autumn Cowardly Battle? (Third, Please Recommend and Ask for a Monthly Ticket

On the other side, he was desperate, and he didn't make any moves. The black broadsword in his hand was thrown aside casually, without any nostalgia.

He has cultivated this sword for a long time, but at this time, it has almost been abolished. It seems that there is only a small gap on the blade, but inside the blade, there are already dark wounds everywhere at this moment.

He has always used the sword of extinction to destroy people's weapons. It's far from unexpected that his own spiritual soldiers will also be cut off one day.

Then he squinted his eyes slightly, and looked Chu Xue up and down, as if reacquainted with this innocent girl.

"The celestial realm is indeed full of talented people, worthy of its name. Juyu has learned, this battle, I seem to have won but actually lost—"

Zhuo stood where he was, Jueyu's expression was calm and flat, he didn't look like a loser at all.

No matter how much people hated him, they couldn't help but admit that this Mr. Sword's demeanor was indeed majestic.

"I just don't know, Miss Xuechu, who taught you your first sword? Never before, it's something I've never seen or heard before. I never knew that there is such a sword skill in the world!"

With an 'ah' sound from Chuxue, she finally regained her senses. It was the first time I was called 'Miss', and I felt a little uncomfortable. The eyes of more than ten thousand people around her also made her feel a little embarrassed.

Without thinking too much about it, Mimi replied vaguely, "It belongs to my young bishop—"

When these words were spoken, almost everyone's heart skipped a beat. It's not those famous elders who have trained this girl to such a state, but Tan Qiu——

Speaking of it, this Xuechu seems to be the same as that servant, so what about his master?

The previous impression of Tan Qiu was that in the Black Spirit Valley, the Zixiao Sword Cavalry was defeated by eight hundred black dragon warriors.

In the end, he defeated Ji Lingzi of the Supreme Spirit Sect by the sixth rank and the seventh rank with two hundred and one swords. The first two hundred swords defend, and the last sword attacks. Defeated with a single sword, which is famous all over the world.

But at this time, with the beginning of the snow as a backdrop, the impression of Tan Qiu in everyone's minds suddenly became somewhat unpredictable and blurred.

"Tan Qiu?" Jueyu frowned, and his expression returned to calm: "It's like an antelope hanging horns. It's like an immortal from the sky. If it weren't for this sword, Miss Xuechu might not be able to break through the seventh step so smoothly. It's really wonderful." Absolutely! Then the latter set of swordsmanship was also taught by your young master?"

The first snow arrived at this time. Just woke up. It seems that it is better for others not to know about these things. Then he shook his head decisively: "I didn't tell you!"

But Jueyu smiled, only looking at Chuxue's expression. In fact, it has been confirmed. Looking at Fang Wen again, and the void above him, he said: "Palace Master Fang, this time I'm resigned, but I came here to talk about autumn for the noble sect. The letter of war has already been issued, why do you refuse? Could it be the noble sect? Talking about the chief, are you afraid to fight?"

The people around were slightly taken aback when they heard the words, and then their expressions became a little weird.

Since Tanqiu can single-handedly train Chuxue. Almost no one doubted Tan Qiu's swordsmanship.

At this moment, no one would think that Tan Qiu was cowardly. Everyone knows this remark. It's just for Ji Cangshengdao to agree.

But at this time, whether it is the disciple of Cang Sheng Dao's academy or the person watching the battle. They all looked forward with anticipation, waiting for Fang Wen's reply. They all want to take a look at the demeanor of the chief of the Cangsheng Academy.

And among them, such as Sword Lord Li Wuhui and others, their eyes were piercing and they stared at Fang Wen.

The first battle between Chuxue and Jue Yu was certainly splendid. But the former relies more on instinct. And the latter, also under the unpreparedness of Cui, lost the initiative and has been unable to regain it.

Therefore, this cannot be regarded as a duel at the pinnacle of martial arts. If Tan Qiu can fight for the first time, then this trip to the sky will definitely be worthwhile

Chuxue didn't realize it, and was furious: "My young master is not cowardly!"

After thinking about it carefully, I couldn't come up with any convincing explanation. Hu Luan had no choice but to find a reason and said: "I don't like it! You have such an ability, even I can't beat it. The young master will not compare with you!"

At the beginning the tone was still a little murmured, but in the end he became more confident.

But Jueyu shook his head and waved his sleeve slightly: "Miss Xuechu, this is a matter between me and your young master. I have my own palace master, and I will make a decision with your young master. It has nothing to do with you, miss—"

Chuxue's breath was suffocated, and Zhengyu said something else. But he only heard Fang Wen above, and suddenly said: "Junior Sister Xue, you can come back!"

Chuxue had no choice but to let out an 'oh' unwillingly. But just turned around, and saw that in front of him, countless eyes were all staring at him.

——There are emotions, thrills, admiration, and joy.

Chuxue was stunned at first, then her face 'brushed', and her face turned red again. Some embarrassed, but also some proud.

After hesitating for a moment, he pretended not to see him and went forward. Like Zong Shou before, he walked back with a calm expression, as if he didn't care.

All of a sudden, I understood what Zong Shou's strange terms like 'handsome' and 'cool' meant in Zong Shou's words.

The heart is fluttering, and the mind is not right. Chuxue suddenly felt a burst of spiritual energy burst out under her feet. It seems that just now, the residual force generated by that sword duel has not yet subsided.

I didn't step on it firmly, and then the whole person slammed forward and fell to the ground.

At this moment, the whole audience was silent.

And Chuxue's eyes were suddenly warm, and her eyes were full of tears, and she looked towards the sky. Xuanran wanted to cry, almost crying.

I thought to myself, young master, you have already said something unlucky, you have to wait three hours later! Come to lie to Cher again! This is really embarrassing, how can I ask other girls to live?

Fang Wen was in the sky, and he was also slightly cheesing at the corner of his chest at this moment, and it took him a long time to hold back his laughter. With a solemn expression, he looked down without moving his voice,

"Young Master Jue, although you wrote the letter of war, you can talk about whether the younger brother should fight or not, but it is my common people's way and the matter of talking about my junior brother. It is up to you. Today's battle is over, and my common people's way also asks itself that there is nothing wrong with others. You If you want to hone your sword skills, you can go to him to send a challenge, you can leave—"

Jueyu frowned when she heard the words, and then smiled again: "My Jueyu's planet, everything else is fine. But there are only two things that have been criticized by others. One is sword madness, and the other is stubbornness. It's a decided matter , I will never give up halfway. Even if Chief Cang Sheng Dao and Tan do not agree, I will never wait here until you agree!"

After speaking, he stood in place. Close your eyes slightly, don't speak, don't move.

Fang Wen's eyes were fixed, and then he sneered: "Since you want to wait here, then do whatever you want!"

After finishing speaking, I didn't bother to talk nonsense with this absolute desire. Flicking his sleeves abruptly, he walked back to Cangsheng Dao Palace on foot.

But at this time in the pavilion, Han Fang stood up from the rocking chair with a smile and said: "Brother Zong, I wonder if you are interested in fighting this absolute jade?

Zong Shou knew that the old man would really ask, so he turned his corner and said, "Zongmen is not afraid of my embarrassment?"

"It doesn't matter!" Han Fang answered decisively, and waved his sleeves in a very grand manner: "With Chuxue's battle ahead, I, the common people, have nothing to fear!"

Even if they were defeated, Chuxue had just finished the battle, among the forces in this world, no one dared to underestimate the Dao of the common people,

The most strange thing is how a genius like Xuechu would bow down to Tan Qiu and allow him to protect the law.

"Still not! Just let him wait—"

Zong Shou smiled, thinking that this is a typical example of crossing a river and tearing down a bridge, forgot to dig a well after drinking water, it is too ruthless!

"It is precisely because Chuxue is in front that I dare not make a move. If it is not as good as Xue'er, how can I save face?"

Zong Shou laughed at himself, but obviously didn't care much.

At this time, Han Fang also asked casually: "Since I know that I am not even as good as my own shinv, why are you still studying the law? By the way, a few days ago, the ranking of the junior brother on the Xuanming Golden Book has risen one place." .The younger brother has practiced recently, but what happened?"

Zong Shou was stunned, he didn't know this, and immediately said vaguely: "There is indeed a change, brother will know in the future!"

When the words fell, he also stood up and walked out of the attic: "Remember, three million merits! You can't lose a cent—"

The corners of Han Fang's eyes suddenly became ugly. Then Zong Shou seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly turned around: "That's right! Senior brother, I forgot that there are still one or two snow leaf tips left, senior brother, will you break your promise?"

Han Fang was furious, grabbed a teacup next to him, threw it towards the door, and cursed, "Get out!"

This guy stole a whole bottle of spirit wine and seven red jade with spirit fruit from himself. He actually had the nerve to ask him for Xue Yejian. It's really unreasonable!

Zong Shou smiled and didn't feel disappointed, turned around and stepped out of the attic.

He covered his face with a spiritual method. At this time, most of the Cangsheng Dao disciples were still standing there, immersed in the aftermath of the fierce battle just now, and no one noticed him. Therefore, it was silent, and walked into the realm of the sky.

There are already quite a few people who have returned to Qiongjing, forming groups of three or four, discussing a lot.

Zong Shou didn't listen carefully, but these people didn't hide what they said. The voice naturally penetrated into his ears.

"It's a pity! It's just the chief who doesn't want to fight, otherwise he will definitely lose this hope."

"I used to watch Xuechu Grand Master's uncle, usually ignorant, but it turned out to be so powerful. The body of fighting martial arts, the combination of spirit and martial arts is really enviable. This battle is enough to extinguish the arrogance of Jueyu! "

"If there is a servant like this, its master can be imagined. I don't know when I will be able to talk about the chief's swordsmanship."

Zong Shou's chun corners were slightly raised, and he was in a good mood. But among them, it is not without dissonance.

"It's not necessarily unreasonable for Jue Yu to talk about Qiu Yu's battle. Speaking of the chief lord's cultivation, it has been more than a year and there is no breakthrough."

"Before today, who would have known Xuechu's talent? The unity of spirit and martial arts, the body of fighting and martial arts, this is a gift from heaven. It is said that Tan Qiu trained it all by himself. It may be a little high on him—"

"Then Jueyu has already restrained himself, so why worry about being the chief? Even if he loses. If he can be like Xuechu, it will be an honor to be defeated!"

Zong Shou rouged the space between his brows and laughed dumbfoundedly. I didn't bother to pay attention to it, and went straight to the direction of the first courtyard of the A word. (To be continued. You are welcome to register for the membership list. Your support is my biggest motivation.)