Chapter 239 Redefining Genius

Yun Xiao just warned with a sword, but no one except Ling Chen could understand it. →

"This little bitch..." Mu Xiaolong was so angry that his head was smoking.

When Feng Ruolin challenged him, many Jianxu disciples looked at Yun Xiao with strange expressions.

In this way, Yun Xiao was a little annoyed.

He turned around and looked over, only to see Feng Ruolin folding her arms, showing off her good looks.

Ling Chen was not far behind him, still staring at Yun Xiao, his eyes seemed to have a thousand profound contents.

He did not stand up to speak for Yun Xiao.

By Ling Chen's side, Feng Buhui, Yun Xinghe, and Shuang Jiang were all there to protect Ling Chen.

call!

Yun Xiao suddenly walked straight towards Feng Ruolin!

In an instant, he was already standing a foot away from this pretty woman.

Feng Ruolin looked at the handsome young man in front of her and was slightly startled.

Frankly speaking, she really liked this appearance, but when she thought that this was a false sword to banish an immortal, her face was full of rejection.

Is he incompetent and furious?

Feng Ruolin laughed sarcastically in her heart, rolled her eyes slightly, and said in a low voice: "Xian Yunxian, my disciple just praised you, shouldn't you be annoyed..."

Just said this!

Poof!

A green sword passed through her back!

"Well……"

Feng Ruolin felt a pain in her chest.

She lowered her head tremblingly and saw the blood in her heart flowing down the sword in Yun Xiao's hand.

"Yun...you..."

She never thought in her wildest dreams that a fake sword-banished immortal would do this to her in public.

After all, she had never met anyone in her life who didn't play by the rules.

Poof!

Yun Xiao drew out his sword and chopped off her shocked head, then threw it at the feet of Feng Buhui and the others.

"Don't try to be smart in front of me in the future. This kind of low-level ridicule has nothing new at all. Do you understand?"

Yun Xiao glanced around.

The entire Sword Puppet Forest was in deathly silence.

Feng Ruolin's head rolled on the ground, her eyes widened, staring blankly at the sky.

And her good figure, covered in blood, was so straight that it hit the ground.

"You!" Feng Buhui roared with his eyes cracked.

He never dreamed that Yun Xiao would be so direct...

Otherwise, there is no way he would let a junior kill his granddaughter in front of him.

"Don't move."

Ling Chen's low words suppressed the furious Feng Buhuisheng.

At this time, everyone reacted!

The Mu Dalong siblings appeared next to Yun Xiao, protecting him with layers of shields, glaring at Feng Buhui with a warning look on their faces.

"Feng Buhui, do you want to kill Jian and banish him to the immortal?" A storm of sword energy surged in Yun Xiao's eyes.

"Don't dare!" Feng Buhui glanced at Ling Chen, lowered his head, and backed away.

"If you are quick to coward, you can save yourself from the door of hell." Yun Xiao sneered.

After he finished speaking, he asked Mu Dalong again: "A mere disciple of the Supreme Master who spoke rudely to the Jian Ban Immortal, should he deserve to die?"

Mu Dalong looked complicated and nodded: "Yes!"

"That's fine."

Yun Xiao nodded.

The sword rings nine times, and the sword banishes the immortal!

The status is equal to that of the prison lord, equal to the second prison lord.

Since he was given such great power, Yun Xiao never thought about using it.

The worst possible outcome is to leave in a coffin!

"Brother Ling." Yun Xiao looked up at him and suddenly chuckled: "They don't understand how lofty our sword banishing immortal is. I will teach them personally. I won't scare you, right?"

"Brother Yun is joking." Ling Chen lowered his head and glanced at Feng Ruolin, with a strange look on his face and said, "A cultivator should know the hierarchy and rank."

"That makes sense!" Yun Xiao paused, looked at the giant pillar behind the sword puppet forest, and said, "Now that you've signed up, I'll see you on the Immortal Sword Ranking. I'm afraid you and I will be able to compete in public."

"Brother Yiyun, I would like to strengthen my swordsmanship together!" Ling Chen said seriously.

Yun Xiao nodded, then turned around and left with his sword.

Mu Dalong and his daughter hurriedly followed, just like two maids.

"Ling..." Feng Buhui's heart was full of anger, with nowhere to vent it, burning his heart.

"Stop talking!" Ling Chen looked deeply at the direction Yun Xiao was leaving, "Go back to the Immortal Palace."

"yes!"

Fengyunshuang and the other three nodded coldly.

After the two great Sword Exiled Immortals left, the tens of thousands of Jianxu disciples in the Sword Puppet Forest remained silent, not daring to say anything.

"Fake! It's unreasonable to use your power to kill people!" A young man's eyes were red, and he finally couldn't help but gritted his teeth and whispered.

"If you don't want to die, don't say anything!"

Several people quickly stopped him, their faces full of fear.

"well……"

They looked at each other and sighed deeply.

"If this person's false appearance is not exposed, our entire Sword Market will be in darkness."

"Wait for the Immortal Sword List! At that time, he had no one to protect him..."

The atmosphere in the Jianpuppet Forest was unprecedentedly serious.

"Dad! Dad!"

Suddenly, the swarthy boy Mu Qinghuan trotted up to Mu Daxiong with an extremely frightened expression.

"What's all the fuss about?" Mu Daxiong asked with a heavy heart.

The reputation of his family's support for the sword banishment of immortals collapsed in this sword puppet forest, and he was afraid of being beaten by the prison master.

"Things that can scare you so much that you spit shit out of your mouth!" Mu Qinghuan said restlessly.

"You fart!" Mu Daxiong grabbed his ears, "I'm in a troubled mood, so don't laugh around here."

"What I'm talking about has something to do with Yun Banxian!!" Mu Qinghuan growled.

"Ah?" Mu Daxiong then let go of his hand and said, "Say it!"

Mu Qinghuan suddenly raised a small iron block and said excitedly: "Dad, look at this!"

"What is this?" Mu Daxiong took it and asked.

"The sword puppet that Yun Zexian chopped into pieces!" Mu Qinghuan said.

"Oh?" Mu Daxiong touched it and shook his head and said: "It was chopped into pieces like this, and this sword puppet is completely scrapped. This shows that Yun Zexian's talent is really good, but..."

Compared to Ling Zexian, it seems much worse.

"No!" Mu Qinghuan leaned close to his ear and said in a trembling voice: "I was bored just now, so I counted it and scared me! Dad, guess how many pieces of the sword puppet he chopped out?"

"Tens of thousands of pieces? Is it a lot? I can smash it into pieces with a little more force." Mu Daxiong said lightly.

"It's not a question of how much!"

"What is the question?"

"Dad!" Mu Qinghuan pinched his arm and said in a trembling voice: "One hundred thousand! Exactly one hundred thousand, no more, no less! Very accurate!"

"One hundred thousand..." Mu Daxiong was stunned. He thought of the 100,000 sounds of the sword, and said in surprise: "Coincidence? Maybe you entered it wrong?"

"Absolutely right!" Mu Qinghuan was still very excited. He grabbed his father and continued to stare at him: "There are more terrifying things!"

"What?" Mu Daxiong's voice became more serious.

"These 100,000 pieces of sword puppet fragments, each piece has the same weight! I just weighed it!" Mu Qinghuan said.

"Impossible?"

One sword cut out 100,000 pieces, each piece has the same weight. Is this killing people or making art?

"Here!"

Mu Qinghuan took out a dozen pieces of fragments and gave them to Mu Daxiong, saying: "These are the pieces I picked up at random. Do you see if there is any difference in weight?"

Mu Daxiong grabbed them and had the answer in his mind.

"Damn!"

He looked in the direction where Yun Xiao left, like a fool.

A pair of eyes, completely stunned.

"This is much more amazing than Ling Zexian's sword that killed hundreds of sword puppets with one sword, right? What kind of terrifying sword control is this? I dare say that there is no other person in the entire Eternal Sword Prison who can do it! Even if the realm is much higher than Yun Zexian, it is impossible to have this effect."

Mu Daxiong took a deep breath, his expression completely changed, and the sadness just now disappeared!

"Dad, it's not just..." Mu Qinghuan said faintly.

"Not just?" Mu Daxiong's eyes went dark.

"Look carefully at each fragment..." Mu Qinghuan's voice was still trembling.

Mu Daxiong lowered his head quickly!

"Fuck...!"

He suddenly saw that on each sword puppet fragment, there was a very small Tai Chi Yin Yang fish pattern carved!

It was only as big as the fish eye!

But the whole pattern was clear and meticulous.

Mu Daxiong quickly looked at the other fragments, all of which had this pattern!

"One hundred thousand fragments, all have this Tai Chi?"

When Mu Daxiong said this, his brain was about to explode.

"All of them..." Mu Qinghuan was shocked, and then asked: "Dad, how did you draw this? Just throw out a sword? Is this a human?"

"This is the Tai Chi sword art of our ancestor Gongshu Sword... Just now your aunt said that Yun Zexian went to the sword tomb to burn incense for the two Gongshu ancestors and left..."

After Mu Daxiong said this, his eyes almost rolled back.

"Huh?"

Mu Qinghuan was so scared that he sat down on the ground.

Their brains were buzzing.

If they knew that Yun Xiao's sword just now also integrated Ling Chen's Shenxiao Sword Art 'Changkong' into the Tai Chi sword art, they would probably be paralyzed directly.

"Yun Zhexian redefined the word genius. In front of him, all so-called geniuses are shit!" Mu Qinghuan climbed up, grabbed Mu Daxiong's shoulders tightly, and said excitedly: "Dad! Quick! Let's spread this heavy news and help our Yun Zhexian clear his grievances! These people are talking on the side, aren't they doubting Yun Zhexian's talent after all? If they really know how terrible Yun Zhexian is, Yun Zhexian will immediately become a saint in their hearts!"

In this world, there is no right or wrong, only obedience or not.

If others don't obey, it's wrong!

If you obey, it's right!

Ling Chen didn't do anything, just because everyone obeyed, so everything he did was right.

"Wait!" Mu Daxiong suddenly grabbed his son, and the light in his eyes changed.

"What are you waiting for? Talent is justice!" Mu Qinghuan said in confusion.

Mu Daxiong grabbed his son's ears and said very seriously: "Justice, you head! Listen carefully, don't tell anyone about this."

After speaking, he turned around and was about to leave.

"Dad, where are you going?"

"To find your grandfather!"

Mu Daxiong said, and flew away, not even caring about the Sword Puppet Forest.

Mu Qinghuan was stunned!

But soon, he reacted, and a cold smile emerged from the corner of his mouth!

"I understand! How terrible Yun Zexian is, our Mu family knows it. Let those who lick Ling Chen's stinky feet continue to offend him, and in the end, Feng Ruolin will be their fate! These people who curry favor with the powerful will die, and the Eternal Sword Prison will be clean!"

He is now certain.

"With Yun Zexian's talent, if the Eternal Sword is not wrong, it will ring at least eleven times!"

"No, it is estimated to be twelve times."