"Sword Intent..."

The man in the orange mask in the distance couldn't stand anymore and looked up in surprise.

He knew Gu Qing'er's abilities better than anyone else, after all, they had spent most of the day together.

Among the young generation, who can realize the first level of Nine Swordsmanship, "Infinite Numbers"? Who can realize the first level of Ten Thousand Swordsmanship, "Absolute Imperial System"?

As far as we know, there is no outsider, only Gu Qinger!

But now Chen Ruye from Chengyue Gray Palace defeated Gu Qing'er with just one look? It is true that one of the reasons for this is that Gu Qing'er is extremely weak and has no fighting power, but it also proves it from the side.

This Chen Ruye's cultivation level in ancient sword cultivation is so terrifying.

The descendant of the Buried Sword Family Wen Ting is not so easy to defeat, even if he is weak!

"What's this trick?"

Xu Xiaoshou listened to the hoarse and low voice, watched the orange masked man walking step by step, and only smiled softly, "It's just something that's not on the table. I call it magic swordsmanship."

"How can there be a genius like you in the Southern Region? Are there people who practice ancient swordsmanship in Xuyue Gray Palace?"

Xu Xiaoshou heard the surprise in this sound, shook his head and laughed, "There are so many, not only the way of swordsmanship, but all kinds of heresy, you want to learn from it? Mr. Sanyan Tongmu?"

Regarding Chen Ruye, Xu Xiaoshou was given the character profile of a big shot backed by the Xuyue Gray Palace. He is not afraid of anyone in the world and has a lot of knowledge.

After all, how can a person who can represent Xu Yue Gray Palace in the outside world be ordinary?

Therefore, he didn't care at all that he had seen through this person's Sanyan eyes.

But looking at the orange masked man walking step by step, Xu Xiaoshou still felt inexplicable palpitations for no reason.

There seemed to be an idea in his mind, frantically urging him to leave quickly. If he continued to stay, there would be only death.

This is a whim!

Xu Xiaoshou was unmoved.

You are strong, but I still have an invisible god of death hanging on my body. Can you be stronger than this one?

"correct."

Looking at the orange masked man approaching step by step, Xu Xiaoshou seemed to have no such heavy burden in his heart and chuckled:

"You haven't asked me your senior's name yet? I remember that the members of the King of Hell all have some very silly and funny nicknames, right? Yours is..."

despair.

The footsteps stopped in front of Gu Qing'er, who was lying softly on the ground, and then stepped on him unceremoniously.

The orange mask almost stuck to his face, hitting the tip of Chen Ruye's nose, and the three-year-old pupil hidden in his right eye suddenly emerged.

"Five declines of heaven and man."

As soon as he finished speaking, the gray three-flowered flower quickly turned around, and finally flowed into the pupil. Only a small black hole remained in Tianren Wuwan's right eye.

The next second, the hole suddenly enlarged, and the pupil filled the entire eyeball like a black hole.

Another needle-like thorn of will seemed to shoot out of the black hole, piercing directly into Chen Ruye's spiritual world.

Chen Ruye…

Without blinking an eye!

After a full three breaths, a slightly teasing and scattered laughter sounded deep in the maze wall:
Chapter completed!