Chapter 67: Strange Boy

At this moment, the top of the flat mountain was extremely noisy, but the voice came from far away, and every word was clearly heard by everyone. It can be seen that the person who came was very powerful, and it was definitely not something that ordinary people could do.

Hearing this voice, everyone was startled. The originally noisy crowd suddenly became quiet. Everyone looked in the direction where the voice came from, and saw that the clouds were surging to both sides, and a green light flew in the middle. When the light got closer, it was clear that it was a young man in white clothes riding a sword, quite handsome and unrestrained.

At this moment, Yichen's expression also became solemn. He saw that the man looked almost exactly like himself, and even the fairy sword under his feet was his master's "Chongxiao Sword". It seemed that there was no difference, but he could naturally sense that this sword was fake and was made according to the size of his master's Chongxiao Sword. But who was the master craftsman who could make such a fake look so real, with the length and width not differing by a centimeter?

Looking at the young man in white again, his sword-like eyebrows were handsome, his eyes were clear, and his face was as bright as the autumn moon. He really looked like himself, but his figure seemed a little smaller, more like himself two or three years ago.

"Brother Wuchen, that person... seems to look a bit like you?"

At this time, Guisi also came up and stared at the "Xiao Yichen" who was flying on a sword in the distance.

"Well, this Xiao Yichen... does seem to look a bit like me."

Yichen smiled bitterly. Fortunately, he changed his clothes and hairstyle before leaving, otherwise, the two people would look exactly the same at this moment.

And now, he can be sure that the person's appearance was changed into his, not by magic. The magic change is just a trick. Although it can quickly change oneself into the appearance of another person, such a change is also very easy to be seen through. As long as there is a person with a slightly higher level of Taoism at the scene, the change will be seen through immediately.

There are many senior masters with profound Taoism present today, but no one can see that this person has used the art of transformation, which means that this person did not use the art of transformation, but used an extremely advanced disguise technique!

This person's disguise technique is absolutely superb, even his voice can be changed to be almost the same as his own!

The fake Yichen slowly fell to the top of the mountain, with a gentle smile on his face, and hugged his hands to the cultivators from all directions. "Xiao is late, and I am sorry to have kept you waiting for a long time.

"It's okay, it's okay, Xiao Xiao is here. "

The people who were still angry just now immediately became friendly. Although they were a little angry just now, now that the person has come, he is not playing tricks on them. Moreover, the other party is the disciple of Fairy Miaoyin, so they have to give him some face. Besides, the other party is polite at this time, why should they be unfriendly?

In the distance, Yichen saw that this person was very polite to others, and he was finally relieved a little. Fortunately, this person did not use his name to do evil, otherwise he would not be able to wash himself clean even if he jumped into the East China Sea. In this case, let's see what this person is doing. He will not stand up and expose it unless it is absolutely necessary.

The fake Yichen was graceful and walked slowly to several huge rocks. He clasped his fists and laughed loudly, "I have heard of the names of the seven seniors in Xuan Gu for a long time. Today, I, a junior, dare to ask the seven seniors for advice. I hope the seven seniors will give me some advice. "

This statement was neither humble nor overbearing, neither arrogant nor too humble. Several old men in the distance nodded silently, thinking that he was indeed Ling Yin's disciple, and he was indeed a famous person.

At this time, the seven weirdos sitting on the boulder slowly opened their eyes. The white-bearded old man in purple clothes said, "I dare not teach you. Since you have come as promised today, I wonder which of the seven of us you want to challenge."

Fake Yichen smiled and said, "I am not talented, but I would like to ask the seven seniors for advice."

When these words came out, many people nearby were stunned. He was really young and arrogant. The seven ghosts of Xuan Valley all had extraordinary cultivation. If they defeated one of them, they would be famous. He actually wanted to challenge seven.

After hearing this, the white-bearded old man remained calm and nodded slightly, and then said, "I wonder which of the seven of us you want to challenge first today.

Fake Yichen still smiled and said, "I am not talented, but I want to ask seven seniors for advice at the same time."

When this sentence came out, many people were shocked. They originally thought that he was going to challenge the purple-clothed old man who was the leader of the seven ghosts, but they didn't expect that he was going to challenge all of them, and now he was going to challenge seven people at the same time. Isn't it too shocking to say it out?

Is it really that a newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger? Not to mention that the cultivation level of the seven ghosts in Xuangu is not low, if they join forces at the same time, it is not just a simple one person's power multiplied by seven.

The crowd immediately talked about it. Seeing this man's calm and relaxed look, it seems that he doesn't seem to be bragging. Is he really sure that he can beat the seven people's joint efforts? This is a bit incredible.

In the distance, Yichen was also secretly thinking, what is the origin of this person? Seeing that he is confident at this time, it doesn't seem like he is joking, but if he has the strength to beat the seven ghosts in Xuangu, why does he need to pretend to be himself? Is it possible that he came here specifically to make a name for himself? What's the trick? Let's wait and see.

When the seven ghosts of Xuangu heard that this person wanted to challenge all seven of them at the same time, they all jumped off the boulder. The seven of them still looked calm, but in fact they had already set up a formation. The purple-clothed old man said "please", and Jia Yichen used his body skills to attack the seven of them.

This came as fast as lightning. Before many people could see clearly, Fake Yichen had already stabbed a middle-aged man in green with a sword. The middle-aged man in green did not expect that he could see through the key point of the formation set up by the seven of them in an instant. He immediately floated back and did not go straight to the front to avoid disrupting the formation of the other six.

Everyone in the distance nodded. It was indeed Ling Yin's disciple. Heroes are born young. Not only is his swordsmanship so fast, but his reaction is so swift. Now, the seven ghosts of Xuan Valley can't suppress him with the formation.

"Ding! Ding! Ding!"

The sound of weapons clashing in the air was heard, and everyone was dazzled. But seeing that Fake Yichen's body was so fast, like the wind in the forest, it was hard to predict. The swordsmanship in his hand was also superb. Even if he was besieged by seven people, he didn't seem to be at a disadvantage at all.

"Is this the Lingxian Step and Bixiao Sword Technique of Fairy Miaoyin? It really has some tricks..."

The crowd in the distance praised it endlessly. It was obvious that they did not have such an outstanding young disciple. For a moment, many people showed their approval.

Xiao Yichen was also watching quietly, wondering who this person was? Not only was his skill not inferior to his own, but he also learned the Lingxian Step and Bixiao Sword Technique of his master in a very good way, so that those who had not seen the master's real skills could not tell the real from the fake.

"Zhengzhengzheng!"

Three more sharp sounds came, and the fake Yichen was seen to be covered with dust within a radius of more than ten feet. The sound of weapons clashing entered everyone's ears. Gradually, the dust became heavier and heavier, and everyone could not see clearly.

"Dang!"

Another loud noise suddenly came out, and a heavy black iron hammer flew out from inside. It was the weapon of the "fifth ghost" among the seven ghosts in Xuan Valley, the Soul Refining Hammer. Unexpectedly, it was knocked down. Many people were shocked, and then they saw the Soul Refining Ghost flying out from inside. Since the weapon in his hand had been knocked down by the opponent, he was considered defeated.

Many people started to discuss, and just when the crowd was noisy, another crisp sound came out, and then a strange red sword flew out. It was the weapon of the third ghost "Red Soul Ghost", and the Red Soul Ghost was also defeated.

At this moment, the crowd immediately quieted down, staring at the dusty mountain top. After just a stick of incense, six of the seven ghosts in Xuan Valley had their weapons picked up and now only the purple-clothed old man was left.

This time, everyone had to marvel and admire. He was able to knock down the opponent's weapons under the siege of the seven ghosts of Xuan Valley. This man was really powerful. Even if he was defeated by the purple-clothed old man today, no one would underestimate him.

"Dangdangdang!"

The loud noises kept coming. The fake Yichen's figure was ever-changing, like a god or ghost. The sword skills in his hand were also unpredictable. The green sword energy enveloped the four directions, and it was impossible to distinguish the real from the fake.

"Senior, be careful."

The fake Yichen smiled lightly, like a handsome young man, and stabbed the purple-clothed old man with a sword. This sword was like a thousand arrows, and the layers of sword shadows immediately covered the sky and the earth, and the purple-clothed old man was covered all over.

"Dang! Dang! Dang!"

Three sharp sounds echoed at the edge of the cliff. The purple-clothed old man had been forced to the edge of the cliff. If he took another step back, he would have to fall off the cliff. A smile flashed on Jia Yichen's face, and he stabbed out three times in a row. The old man raised his staff to block, but his wrist was picked up by the sword. The black iron staff in his hand was immediately knocked out. With a "bang", it was inserted into a hard rock ten feet away, and dust flew.

"Oh!"

At this moment, many people exclaimed, it was hard to believe that the few exquisite sword techniques just now, even they could not see how the young man drew the sword. It was really the young who were formidable, this man was amazing!

"Seven seniors, thank you."

Jia Yichen smiled lightly, stepped on his feet, and landed lightly on the ground. He put away the green sword, flicked his hand, and took out a folding fan, shaking it calmly.

"You..."

The Red Soul Ghost seemed a little unconvinced. Just as he was about to step forward, the purple-clothed old man stretched out his hand to stop him and said to the fake Yichen, "Your swordsmanship is indeed superb. The seven of us are willing to accept the loss. You won. Tell me, what do you want?"

At this moment, many people held their breath. This young man really lived up to his reputation. He challenged seven masters with one sword. Although he could not beat the Seven Ghosts of Xuan Valley by himself if he fought with profound strength, losing is losing, and winning is winning. The Seven Ghosts of Xuan Valley have been famous for a long time and will never go back on their words with a child. Since they lost, they lost with conviction. Next, it depends on what the young man wants. Even if he wants the Seven Ghosts of Xuan Valley to retire from the world, there is nothing wrong with it.