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Chapter 1079 Battle

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    Sword-Forging Peak, just like in the past, the swordsmen seeking Situ Leihong¡¯s sword-making were lined up in an orderly manner from the top of the mountain to the end of the mountain.

    Xiao Chen did not queue up, and walked towards the Sword-Forging Villa at the top of the mountain while a group of people were talking about it.

    "It's him, he's here again!"

    "Xiao Chen, dressed in white, defeated all the disciples of Sword King Liu Xiaoyun in Tianding City four months ago."

    "He probably made a lot of money at the longevity fruit auction three months ago. I remember that several old quasi-emperors came over at that time and directly pushed the longevity fruit to a sky-high price. Many great masters couldn't buy it."

    "But it's strange to say that the Sword Sect Ranking is only established every ten years. With his strength, he should have a chance to hit the top ten. Why didn't I see him there?"

    "In the past, the name Xiao Chen was still a bit far away from people in Xuanyu.

    In a battle on the Zhujian Peak, he easily defeated Ouyang Feng of the Zixiao Sword Sect, held a high-profile auction of longevity fruit, and then defeated the Sword King's disciple in Tianding City.

    Among the people in Xuanyu, the most popular person recently is none other than Xiao Chen.

    As he walked along, listening to the comments around him, Xiao Chen had no expression on his face.  He had something on his mind. He wanted to see Situ Leihong as soon as possible, but he didn't know what to say after meeting him.

    Suddenly, Xiao Chen felt two pairs of extremely hostile and murderous eyes. The murderous intent was not concealed at all, staring straight at him.

    Xiao Chen turned his head and looked along the line of sight. The corners of his mouth could not help but tilt up slightly, revealing a smile.

    The owner of the sight was the one who had just come to Zhujian Peak and wanted to teach him a lesson.  In the end, he was slapped in the face by Xiao Chen, and finally Ouyang Feng was slapped by his elder and rolled down.

    Next to him, there is an old man, also wearing the robe of the Zixiao Sword Sect, whose appearance is somewhat similar to Ouyang Feng.

    ?Looking at this appearance, it is not difficult to guess that it is probably a father-son relationship.

    The old man has the cultivation level of a great master. He is full of energy and has a bright light in his eyes.  He doesn't look old at all, his eyebrows are like swords, and as far as he can see, it's like a sharp sword piercing the void.

    Xiao Chen glanced at it and was no longer interested.  It's best not to mess with him, otherwise he won't mind and use the Grandmaster to test his current strength and what level he has reached.

    After taking a few steps, he passed the two of them directly.

    "Stop!"

    Ouyang Feng whispered a few words next to the old man. The old man's face became extremely expressionless, and he stopped Xiao Chen with a cold drink.

    Too lazy to pay attention, Xiao Chen continued to walk forward.

    Whoosh!

    The old man in purple shirt was furious, and with a lunge, he rushed in front of Xiao Chen and said in a deep voice: "Didn't you hear what I said, little friend? I'm telling you to stop."

    Xiao Chen didn't take it seriously and said with a smile: "My legs are under my feet. If I can't stand, it has nothing to do with you."

    "You have sharp teeth and a sharp mouth. I ask you, before April, did you bully the weak, sow discord, and hurt my son here." The old man in purple shirt asked in an imposing manner.

    Sure enough, the relationship is really between father and son. Now I am afraid that I will not be able to enter the villa directly.

    However, Xiao Chen didn't have much fear and chuckled: "What I said is true, but did I hurt your son? Why don't I remember it? It seemed like it was just a light touch. At that time, many people could prove it.  Yes, your old friend Diao Jintao can also prove it."

    When mentioning this matter, the old man in purple shirt was so angry that he couldn't stop it and was about to burst out. It took a lot of effort to calm down.

    He beat his son seriously and was seriously injured. If he hadn't run around many times to find a panacea, he would never have been able to recover within half a year.

    I was so embarrassed that I just touched it lightly.  As for Diao Jintao, the old man in purple shirt is the last person who wants to hear this name now.

    For the sake of a longevity fruit, he actually ignored his relationship for many years and just slapped Ouyang Fan down the mountain. It was a great shame and humiliation.

    "Okay, okay, I'll give you a gentle touch today."

    After saying this through gritted teeth, the old man in purple shirt, no longer suppressing his anger, took a step forward and slapped Xiao Chen with his palm.

    He maintained his identity and felt that it would be too cheap to deal with a junior with his level as a great master and to use a sword.

    Just relying on the huge advantage in cultivation level, he slapped him hard with his palm.

    With one palm strike, there was a roaring sound. At the level of a Grand Master, one palm could break mountains and rocks with just one palm, not to mention that the palm was fired out of anger.

    The surging palm wind mixed with the old man in purple shirt?With a momentum as heavy as a mountain, a huge pressure hit before the wind of the palm arrived.

    Many people behind Xiao Chen couldn't help but retreated.

    But he himself did not move a step. Seeing Ksitigarbha's terrifying aura, the pressure of the purple-shirted old man's palm seemed to Xiao Chen to be no different than that of a child playing house.

    Since the opponent is so powerful that he doesn¡¯t even draw his sword, there¡¯s no need to draw his sword!

    ??The Fist of the Gods, the gods descending to earth, the power of twenty dragons!

    The whistling dragon sound sounded, and twenty huge dragon-shaped air currents appeared behind Xiao Chen, soaring up and down, and the stirring heaven and earth changed color.

    ??Roaring in unison, the dragon's power overwhelmed the sky, not giving the old man in purple a chance to regret.  Facing this palm that was as fast as a storm and as powerful as a mountain, Xiao Chen stepped forward and faced it directly.

    boom!

    Fists and palms were exchanged, terrifying sounds were heard, and the old man in purple shirt who was attacking forcefully was blown away by Xiao Chen's punch.

    With shocked eyes, the old man in purple shirt opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.  After landing, I felt extreme pain in my right hand, cracks spread on the bones, and the entire right arm was temporarily disabled.

    Xiao Chen stood with his hands behind his back and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, old gentleman, my bones are so fragile that I can't even touch them. Unlike Mr. Ling, I have rough skin and thick flesh."

    With a chuckle, Xiao Chen walked away.

    The old man in purple shirt was shaking with anger, but this time, his right hand was temporarily disabled and he could not hold the sword at all.  Even if he wants to regain his position, he is unable to fight again.

    The faces of the other swordsmen lining up on the mountain looked extremely solemn. The old man in purple shirt, Ouyang Long, was a true grand master.

    But even for such a great master who wanted to bully the small, he was still punched by Xiao Chen and lost his temper.

    When you see the other person walking away, you don¡¯t even dare to chase him. You dare to get angry but don¡¯t dare to speak.

    "It's a pity that Xiao Chen won't participate in the Sword Sect Ranking Competition. It's really a pity."

    "With such strength, he can definitely compete with Wen Ziran!"

    "In recent years, my swordsmanship lineage has been completely suppressed in terms of momentum compared to the swordsmanship lineage. Wen Ziran has already suppressed the younger swordsmen of Xuanyu, and they can't hold their heads up. Another Xiao Chen appears, alas.  !¡±

    "It would be great if Yan Shisan was here. With Yan Shisan's strength and talent, he will definitely be able to compete with these two people now."

    "Yan Shisan, this man is obsessed with swordsmanship. He has never been interested in ranking the sword sect. He has completely disappeared. Even the Yan family does not know where he is."

    The swordsmen present all gave the old man in purple some face. He was knocked away by Xiao Chen with a punch, and not many people laughed at him.

    Ouyang Feng walked up to the old man in purple shirt and complained: "Dad, what's wrong with you? Why are you talking so much nonsense? Just go up and kill him with one sword."

    Snapped!

    Ouyang Long was already quite upset at having lost such a big face. When he heard Ouyang Feng's complaints, he slapped him in the face.

    "shut up!"

    With an extremely cold look in his eyes, Ouyang Long didn't bother to talk to Ouyang Feng, and sat cross-legged directly, doing exercises to heal the injury, and quickly recovered from the injury on his right arm.

    ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????mbOUT Out?  If he can't defeat Xiao Chen today, he won't have to mess around in this mysterious realm in the future.

    Inside Zhujian Villa.

    When Xiao Chen saw Situ Leihong, he didn¡¯t know how to speak when he saw the old god there.

    After all, at the beginning, he had made bold promises to get the Ten Thousand Years Flame Crystal for the other party, but now he had to make a mistake and asked for the other party.

    After pondering for a while, Situ Leihong still didn't speak. Xiao Chen had no choice but to tentatively say: "Senior, I'm a little sorry about the Ten Thousand Years Flame Crystal. I'm a step late."

    Situ Leihong smiled: "It's okay, I've known about it for a long time and already made arrangements."

    "What arrangement!"

    "Wen Ziran has just promised to fight with you. In seven days, he will fight with you. The bet is ten thousand years of flame crystal." Situ Leihong said unhurriedly.

    Xiao Chen said in surprise: "A fight? Why don't I remember when it happened? I made a fight with him."

    Situ Leihong didn't look like a senior at all, and said with a smile: "I made the appointment for you, why don't you agree? If you don't agree, I can cancel it."

    Xiao Chen was speechless and said with a smile, "Senior is really thoughtful."

    "It's easy to talk about. You don't need to thank me for this. Just help me get the Ten Thousand Years Flame Crystal." Situ Leihong waved his hand and said nonchalantly.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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