Volume I Chapter 467

Chu Linguang simply did not expect it, standing in the corner, he could easily attract the fire of war, but the purpose of his coming here today was to kill Dulong and accept the challenge of Myron, and being drawn into the flames of war at this time did not affect him .

"Oh."

"These days, everyone wants to be a disciple of Gu Wu."

"It's really shameless, everyone has it."

"It's just a child of an ordinary family, so don't worry about it."

The members of the Mai family looked at Chu Linguang and shook their heads, but they didn't feel that Chu Linguang was attracting attention.

"Long days!"

But there was a scream from the crowd.

The person who spoke was injured in his wrist. In Chu Linguang's move at the speed of light, his wrist was cut open, and the long sword fell to the ground. Shao Han, who claims to be able to squeeze into the top ten of the ancient martial arts youth generation.

His memory of Chu Linguang is still fresh, and he will never forget it for the rest of his life.

That sword at the beginning.

It always surrounds his eyes, lingering, and every time it can make him break out in a cold sweat.

"The long day has come."

"Where?"

"Who is Chang Tian!"

"One Sword Immortal Changtian has come."

Everyone couldn't help but exclaimed, looked around, and looked at Shao Han one after another, wanting to know who is Chang Tian.

"Chang Tian, ​​you defeated me with one sword, but you also let me understand the way of the sword. When I master the way of the sword, I will definitely be ashamed."

Shao Han ignored everyone.

His eyes were fixed on Chu Linguang.

"Is he Chang Tian?"

Under Shao Han's gaze, everyone found that the young man whom they ridiculed, wishful thinking, and dared to teach the ancient martial arts disciples to practice was Chang Tian, ​​whom they were looking forward to, and they couldn't help but widen their eyes.

Ji Furong and Ji Qinglan opened their mouths even more, their faces full of disbelief.

"How could he be Chang Tian, ​​Shao Han, are you making a mistake?"

Xiao Xin simply couldn't accept that Chu Linguang, who was ignored by him and trampled on verbally, turned out to be a sword fairy Changtian.

"He turned into ashes, I recognize him."

Shao Han clenched his fists and lost to Chu Linguang with a sword, which he regarded as a great shame and humiliation.

"That's right, he is Chang Tian, ​​Chang Tian, ​​I will finally have a solution to your sword, just wait for my revenge!"

Wang Yigang appeared in the crowd.

Holding a spear, he was majestic and strong, but when facing Chu Linguang, although he was full of anger, he took the initiative to keep this distance from Chu Linguang, for fear that Chu Linguang would strike again.

"This is impossible?"

Xiao Xin couldn't believe her eyes.

"He is Chang Tian, ​​could it be that the sword move he pointed out to me is..."

Ji Furong suddenly realized something and couldn't help covering her mouth.

"How could Chang Tian not even be a disciple of Gu Wu?"

Ji Qinglan shook her head vigorously, unable to accept all of this.

"Changtian, you are the first person who defeated me with a sword when I came to Dahua. One day, I will fight you again."

Ye Yucheng, who was carrying two knives, appeared in everyone's sight.

They are all the proud sons of heaven in the eyes of the people, and they were all defeated by Chu Linguang. Now they have stepped up and identified Chu Linguang, so people don't believe Chu Linguang's identity.

For a moment, everyone stared wide-eyed.

He looked at Chu Linguang unexpectedly.

Zhou Yubo also took a closer look. This person is young, but he can defeat most of the ancient martial arts disciples with a single sword. His strength is rare in his life. At the same time, he is eager to try and compete with Chang Tian.

"I'm waiting for you."

Chu Linguang said softly.

It was a response to Shao Han, Wang Yigang, and Ye Yucheng.

In fact, today, the three of them were not the only ones who lost to Chu Linguang with a sword, but they were more famous.

"Wow!"

Chu Linguang's response was undoubtedly an admission that he was Chang Tian.

This almost made Ji Furong's jaw drop in shock. She carefully recalled the way of swords taught by Chu Linguang, but she didn't know when, after a while, she had completely forgotten about the sword that Chu Linguang taught. .

"Pretending to be a ghost, I don't believe it, you have such a strong ability."

Xiao Xin couldn't bear it anymore.

"Eat my sword!"

He suddenly attacked Chu Linguang.

Let Ji Furong, Ji Qinglan and others see the reality clearly.

The so-called immortal swordsman is nothing more than people blowing it out.

Of course, he did his best with this sword, and he didn't want to give Chu Linguang a chance to turn the situation around. The sword's edge is arrogant, its speed is as fast as lightning, and it is surrounded by faint sword power. In the eyes of the world, this sword alone is already a great achievement. .

But in Chu Linguang's eyes, it was full of loopholes and vulnerable.

He didn't even draw his sword.

He didn't use his sword energy either.

Just raise your hand and press down with one palm.

boom!

Boundless palm prints, like blue sky pouring down, landslides, suddenly suppressed Xiao Xin.

"boom!"

Xiao Xin flew upside down on the spot, the long sword in his hand curled up, and his body fell to the ground. He convulsed violently and vomited blood non-stop.

"Ah this..."

Seeing this scene, Ji Furong cried out in alarm, only felt that Chu Linguang had learned the truth, not as superficial as everyone boasted, and recalling the sword that Chu Linguang taught earlier, the more he thought about it, the more anxious he became, because that One sword, I really forgot all about it.

The more I think about it, the more I get nothing.

Ji Qinglan's mouth was parched, and she looked at Chu Linguang with guilt.

"You are Chang Tian."

Myron spoke suddenly.

After confirming that Chu Linguang was Changtian, Myron kept looking at Chu Linguang, covered with divine sense, unscrupulously and blatantly conducting investigations, only felt that Changtian was ordinary, and couldn't understand people like Wang Yigang, Shao Han, and Ye Yucheng , Hui Yijian lost to Chu Linguang.

For a moment, the audience was silent.

Everyone knows that the fun has begun.

Mai Lun, as the number one youth in ancient martial arts, compared with Yijian Xianchang Tian, ​​who is stronger and who is weaker, everyone is full of expectations, and many people are full of confidence in Mai Lun.

Even Myron himself felt that Chu Linguang was inferior to him.

As a person who has mastered the prototype of the sword spirit at such an age, he is confident that no one among the young and strong in the world can surpass him.

Even if it was Chu Linguang and Chang Tian, ​​who were in the limelight for a while, they joined forces to deal with him, and he, Myron, would win in the end.

"Chang Tian, ​​you fight me first."

Seeing that the situation was not good, Yuhan was afraid that Mai Lun would get ahead first, and he would not be able to fight Chang Tian. Seeing that Mei Lun made a move, he quickly took the lead, holding swords in both hands, one short and the other long, as if using left and right swordsmanship.

The two swords, one short and one long, have different sword techniques.

The double sword stabs.

It was so unexpected that the pupils of ordinary people dilated, and they dare not respond to its sharpness.

However, he was facing Chu Linguang.

In Chu Linguang's eyes, no matter how sophisticated and outstanding the swordsmanship in the world is, he only needs one sword.

"Howling!"

Chu Linguang drew his sword.

Cut off with one hand and one sword.

It was the perfect sword in Xiaoqian's swordsmanship.