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Chapter 491: White Swordsman Zhu Chong 9

"You tell me to get lost. If I don't accept this thing, I'm sure it's not allowed. Why can all those trash pass, but I can't pass?" The strong man glared at each other angrily.

Wang Dezhu's temper also came up.

"Now I give you three seconds to leave, or you will bear the consequences!"

The strong man was very unconvinced, and directly lifted the long knife on his shoulder to his hand: "I will go, but I am not convinced!"

"Dissatisfied?"

"Then I'll beat you up!"

Wang Dezhu was not a good-tempered person at all, he clenched his fists tightly, pouring all the energy in his body into them, and punched the strong man with his fist.

"It's not certain who will take it!"

The strong man is not to be outdone.

The long knife in his hand erupted with a knife light, and when he swung it, the knife energy was vertical and horizontal, and the most important thing was that there was blood energy in the knife energy.

boom!

The blade collided with the fist, making a deafening sound.

The strong man took two steps back, and Wang Dezhu also took a step back, the anger on his face was even stronger.

"His grandma, your skin is itchy, and I was holding you back just now. In front of Lao Tzu, few people dare to say that he is Lao Tzu. Today, Lao Tzu will let you know what a big Lao Tzu is!"

The voice fell.

Wang Dezhu raised his fists again, and his figure flew up in the air.

The speed is as fast as teleportation.

At this moment, the sky was already covered with fist shadows, and they rushed towards the strong man one after another.

The sudden outbreak of battle made the casual cultivators who were still queuing up a little confused. What is the situation? They were fine just now, so how could they still fight?

Bai Yu and others didn't stop him.

Because at this moment, Lingzong would never indulge the other party.

No matter what the reason is, if you dare to disrespect Lingzong at the foot of Lingzong Mountain, you are courting death.

"That's not a good fight, is it?"

Chen Yali became a little worried.

I'm afraid that if it spreads out, it will damage the face of Lingzong.

Zhao Sen didn't care, but he still had a smile on his face: "It's okay, anyway, our Lingzong has already become famous, so we don't care this time."

In fact, there is still a second half.

That is, this time it was the other party who provoked it first, so there is nothing wrong with them doing it.

Moreover, Wang Dezhu's weapon has not yet been revealed. Once he takes out the magic weapon, the strong man will definitely not be able to block three moves, and he will be defeated.

At this moment, the long knife in the strong man's hand kept turning horizontally in the air, and the air of the knife smashed the shadows of the fists all over the sky, and then he burst out laughing.

"Your Spiritual Sect is really arrogant. We came to apprentice, but you obstructed us in every possible way. It doesn't matter if this Spiritual Sect doesn't enter today!"

With that said, he was ready to leave.

Wang Dezhu was furious.

It doesn't matter if you talk about him, but you can't talk about Lingzong.

Just as he was about to take out his magic weapon to solve the battle, a figure suddenly flew up from the crowd, and then flew past the strong man's body like an aurora.

The strong man froze in place.

Under the gaze of everyone, he opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, then fell to the ground, completely turning into a corpse.

This sudden change made everyone's eyes wide open.

I feel a little incredible.

Even Wang Dezhu, Bai Lao and others were the same, they all looked towards the figure that appeared just now.

Standing there was a young man holding a long sword. He looked to be in his thirties at most. He was dressed in white and had a handsome appearance.

The most astonishing thing was the fluctuation of Yuanli that emanated from him.

Nascent Soul Triple Layer!

"hiss!"

"He is Zhu Chongjiu, the swordsman in white?"

"Why is he here?"

"Didn't you say before that he would never join any sect?"

People around are boiling.

Obviously everyone has heard of this name.

Zhao Sen was a little surprised and puzzled: "Swordsman in white? Yali, have you heard of it?"

Chen Yali smiled sweetly.

"Of course, I've actually heard of it."

"Oh? Tell me about it."

Zhao Sen looked at Zhu Chongjiu with great interest.

This young man seemed to have an indifferent face, and the aura displayed between his brows was even more rebellious, as if he was a piece of ice that had lasted thousands of years, and anyone who came into contact with it could feel his indifference.

"White-clothed swordsman Zhu Chongjiu is the No.1 casual cultivator in the hermit world of our western province. He is accustomed to using swords, and he has challenged many sect masters with a white-clothed sword. He basically has no defeats in the same level. All the sects invited to go, but he refused."

"There's Lingxiao Temple among them!"

Chen Yali explained.

"Lingxiaoguan, the third sect?"

Zhao Sen was even more curious.

This Zhu Chongjiu doesn't even look down on Ling Xiaoguan, so it's really strange that he will come to his Lingzong now.

"Dare to kill people at the foot of my Lingzong Mountain, do you need to give us an explanation?"

Zhao Sen's voice sounded at this moment.

Zhu Chongjiu's gaze also looked over, but it was different from others, it was not respectful, but with a lot of fighting spirit.

"I don't like what he said. The Spiritual Sect Examination didn't embarrass him. It's just that he didn't pass and played a rogue. I can't stand it."

Such an understatement made Zhao Sen more interested.

Wang Dezhu on the side also gave up the idea of ​​holding a knife, but had a lot of appreciation for Zhu Chongjiu.

"Your kid has a personality, I like it!"

Zhao Sen ignored Wang Dezhu's words, but continued to ask: "What about you, did you come to the foot of my Lingzong mountain to watch, or to join my Lingzong?"

This issue has attracted a lot of attention.

They were also curious about the purpose of this white-clothed swordsman.

"Join the Spirit Sect, learn higher-level exercises and cheats, and then defeat you!"

Zhu Chongjiu said lightly.

"Defeat Zhao Sen?"

As soon as this statement came out, there was an uproar.

Everyone felt incredible.

Zhao Sen's cultivation base can be regarded as the ceiling in today's secluded world in Western Province, even Jin Tianhua from Spiritual Heart Valley dare not say this now.

But Zhu Chongjiu not only said it, but also said it in front of Zhao Sen.

The most important thing is that he also wants to join the Lingzong.

"Insanity!"

"You are not qualified to defeat the Suzerain!"

Bai Yu and Zheng Xiong stood up from not far away, their bodies bursting with vitality.

Zhao Sen waved his hands at them, signaling that they don't need to do anything.

They retreated again, but their eyes were still fixed on Zhu Chongjiu.

On the contrary, Zhu Chongjiu didn't care at all, his eyes stayed on Zhao Sen's body all the time, and the strong fighting spirit never faded away.

"interesting!"

Zhao Sen smiled softly: "Since the first battle a few days ago, no one dared to talk to me like this. You are the first."

"The whole journey of cultivation is to go against the sky. If there are some things that you dare not even think about, how to make a sword? How to practice a sword?" Zhu Chongjiu said in a deep voice with his eyes fixed.

"Swordsmen are sharp!"