I am a prince in Zhutian Films

Chapter 328 Wushuang VS Chu Xinghe

A sword shone like a rainbow and shot towards Xiao Lingchen.

Xiao Lingchen was an expert in the Free and Easy Heaven Realm after all, so he certainly couldn't just sit there and wait to die in the face of this sword.

However, the speed of this sword was too fast, so fast that he had no time to draw his sword. He could only give up the divine horse under his crotch and hurriedly leap up to barely avoid the flying sword that was as thin as a cicada's wing.

"Be careful, this is the sword-controlling technique of Wushuang City."

Hearing the shout behind him, Xiao Lingchen was startled and turned around, only to see that the flying sword had turned around and was shooting towards him again.

Faster than before.

It was almost like light, carrying with it the intent to kill, and there was no way to avoid it.

Just as the flying sword was about to chop off Xiao Lingchen's head, a "ding" sound was heard.

A huge black sword fell from the sky and blocked the flying sword.

Afterwards, a man in green robe floated down, his appearance and temperament made him look like an immortal descending to earth.

"Zhongjian Xuanyun, are you Yue Kang?"

A young man with a sword case on his back walked out slowly from the city gate, followed by a group of disciples from Wushuang City and masters who came to help.

"Well, you are Wushuang, right? I heard from my father." Yue Kang mentioned Xuanyun who was inserted into the ground and said with a smile: "I heard that you are born with a sword heart, which is comparable to my little brother's natural sword body."

"Who is your father?"

"Chu Zhao."

Wushuang scratched his head and asked in confusion: "Then why is your last name Yue?"

"I take my mother's last name."

Wushuang said with a grin, "Shall we have a fight?"

"Can……"

Yue Kang had just started talking when he was interrupted by a laugh.

"Second brother, let me go first."

A man was as graceful as a dragon, descending from the sky like a celestial being, standing in front of Yue Kang, looking at Wushuang opposite him: "Are you Wushuang?"

Wushuang nodded and asked, "Who are you?"

"Chu Xinghe."

"I know you. Senior Chu and I had an agreement to fight you. Unfortunately, when I went to Yuelu to look for you last year, you were not there. My name is Wushuang, Wushuang from Wushuang City."

Chu Xinghe held the sword and clasped his fists: "Yuelu Chu Xinghe, please give me your advice!"

"I believe that our duel will continue to be talked about in the martial arts world for many years to come, and I will win in the end of the story." Wushuang smiled, and with a flick of his finger, the Wushuang sword box opened, revealing twelve tiny flying swords and a blood-red long sword inside.

"After all, this duel between us is the strongest battle of our younger generation, and it will naturally be passed down in the martial arts world for many years." Chu Xinghe smiled, and finally said proudly: "But, I will be the winner."

The people behind both sides retreated tacitly, leaving the battlefield to the two of them.

Ye Xiaoying rode over on horseback, lowered his head slightly and looked at Yue Kang who was quietly waiting, and Xiao Lingchen who looked very excited, and frowned slightly and said, "Are we just going to wait for them to fight?"

Yue Kang raised his head and said, "Uncle Ye, with the strength of the two of them, you will just be delivering food if you go up there."

Ye Xiaoying: “…”

Don’t I know that I’ll be dead if I go there?
If you can’t speak, don’t speak!
On the other side, the current owner of the Xueyi Tower, Huangfu Jue, was also asking Lu Yuzhai.

When asked the same question, Lu Yuzhai answered: "Isn't it like this on the battlefield? The commanders fight first, and then we soldiers charge into battle. Regardless of whether we win or lose, they are the protagonists."

As he spoke, Lu Yuzhai folded his hands over his chest and sighed, "This world is so unfair."

Many years later, the martial arts world has indeed been talking about the duel between the two today, but the final result was neither what Wushuang said, nor what Chu Xinghe wished.

But from that day on, no one in the world dared to doubt their strength. The young lord of Wushuang City and the youngest prince of Chu were both rare sword geniuses in a thousand years, and were collectively known as the two sword masters.

"Cloud shuttle, light frost, phoenix flute, red leaves, and ultimate shadow."

As Wushuang's shout rang out, five flying swords flew out of the sword box and lined up in front of him. He tapped each sword lightly with his fingers, making a tinkling sound like wind chimes.

"go."

Wushuang smiled, waved his hand, and five flying swords immediately flew towards Chu Xinghe.

"Five flying swords, you are looking down on me a little too much. After all, I am as famous as you." Chu Xinghe smiled faintly, and with a wave of his hand, he swept the handleless flying sword back.

"Then I'll give you another one, Butterfly." Wushuang swept his long sleeves, and another flying sword popped out of the Wushuang sword box, flying towards Chu Xinghe together with the previous five flying swords, but the order and speed had changed greatly.

There are twelve flying swords, each with its own characteristics and advantages. Each combination is a sword formation. Other sword formations require multiple people to form, but now Wushuang can become a sword immortal by himself.

Moreover, Wushuang has countless sword formations in his hands.

If five flying swords were deployed, there would be one hundred and twenty kinds of sword formations.

If you use ice skating, the number of options can be increased to 720.

However, Chu Xinghe did not even draw his sword, but blocked Wushuang's sword force with just one hand.

Among the people present, only Wushuang and Yuekang figured out the trick.

Wushuang frowned and said, "Is this... Taoism?"

Yue Kang smiled and said, "No wonder the martial arts list says that his Taoism is second to none. Just six flying swords are not enough to force him to draw his sword."

"Good, good, very good." Wushuang met his opponent, but his eyes were full of energy and he laughed loudly: "Break the catastrophe, go!"

Another flying sword flew out of the sword box.

The number of sword formations increased to five thousand and forty, but Wushuang was not satisfied.

"Yu Ruyi, go!"

Another flying sword, as pure as jade and almost transparent, rose up.

Forty thousand three hundred and twenty kinds of sword formations.

Now many people present could not see the duel clearly. They could only see those flying swords attacking repeatedly like bees and insects. It seemed the same as before, yet seemed different, swift and fierce. Chu Xinghe flipped his hands and drew a Bagua formation with the place where he was standing as the center. Faintly, a Tai Chi Yin-Yang diagram could be seen flashing under his feet.

Every flying sword was blocked outside by the Bagua formation. No matter how many times the flying sword changed, it could not pierce Chu Xinghe's defense.

Wushuang waved his hand, and the eight flying swords that were originally flying towards Chu Xinghe suddenly stopped and returned to his side without launching an attack again.

"interesting."

Wushuang smiled, slapped the sword case, and two more swords flew up.

"Killing is like being soft around your fingers."

Wushuang stroked the ten flying swords lightly, just like stroking the strings of a musical instrument. Wherever his fingers passed, there was a light and graceful echo.

Hearing the light and graceful echo, the indifferent expression on Chu Xinghe's face became serious, but he still had no intention of drawing his sword.

"I am lucky to have such an opponent in my life." Wushuang closed his eyes.

Seeing this, Huangfu Jue, who was standing behind him and watching the battle, said with emotion: "It is true that heroes emerge from youth. I heard before that Wushuang City had a peerless young city lord, and I always thought that your Wushuang City was using him to create momentum. After all, I still believed in the five elders of your Wushuang City and your master who is a half-step sword immortal. But after seeing it today, it is true that the world in the future will still belong to these young people."

"There are always talented people in every generation, and the new ones are better than the old ones." Lu Yuzhai smiled while holding his spear, but his smile was more or less bitter.

Huangfu Jue also smiled bitterly and asked tentatively: "Who do you think will win?"

"My junior brother, he is rarely serious, but this time he was serious."

"The man opposite is not simple either. He is the son of the one from Chu State."

Lu Yuzhai did not deny it. He was silent for a moment, raised his eyebrows and smiled, "I still believe that my junior brother can win. When he gets serious, he is very scary."

At this moment, Wushuang also gathered his sword intent and opened his eyes. His expression swept away the previous laziness and became solemn and murderous.

He shouted angrily: "Go!"

Ten flying swords were lent out, and the number of sword formations increased to 3,628,800. The lord of Wushuang City once used ten flying swords to destroy a famous sect in the martial arts world, so how could he not be able to deal with Chu Xinghe?

At least with Taoism alone, he couldn't block Wushuang's ten flying swords.

"Boom~"

The protective shield formed by the Bagua formation shattered, and Chu Xinghe was finally forced to draw his sword.

Except for Yue Kang and Jin Xuan of Da Xiaoyao, the others watching the fight could not see the fight clearly. They could only see the flashing of swords and hear the clanging sounds of collisions.

"Interesting, really interesting." Wushuang had encountered some opponents who were indeed capable of resisting his flying sword, but they all relied on the principle of defeating the strong with the strong. However, it was the second time he had seen someone like Chu Xinghe who could deal with his flying sword one sword after another and in a very orderly manner.

The first person I met was Luo Mingxuan from Xueyue City.

But the difference is that Luo Mingxuan used multiple swords to deal with it, while Chu Xinghe only had one sword.

More importantly, each of his swords seemed to come from the void, making it unpredictable and impossible to detect its trajectory.

Chu Xinghe waved his sword and repelled ten flying swords. He flew up, looked down at Wushuang, and laughed loudly: "Ten flying swords are not enough. We have almost warmed up. Come on with all your strength."

"it is good!"

Wushuang didn't look up, but raised his fingers slightly.

Two flying swords rose up.

A sword like the dry bark of an old tree, exuding an indescribable sense of vicissitudes and decay.

One is like a floating cloud, light and pure white, with a few wisps of ethereal fairy air.

The last two of the twelve flying swords were finally awakened.

"Twelve...flying swords?" Xiao Lingchen couldn't help but exclaimed.

Lu Yuzhai glanced at him, an air of pride emanating from her entire body.

Huangfu Jue who was standing next to him narrowed his eyes. To put it bluntly, he surrendered to Wushuang City this time in order to take advantage of the relationship between Wushuang City and King Bai to expand his own power. But judging from the current situation, this young lord of Wushuang City might be an difficult person to deal with.

He sighed quietly, "Young man, this is really an eye-opener."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wushuang also called out the names of the last two flying swords.

"Cang."

"vast."

Cloud shuttle, light frost, phoenix flute, red leaves, stunning shadow, butterfly, killing, breaking disaster, jade ruyi, soft around fingers, desolate, vast.

The twelve flying swords in the Wushuang Sword Box finally reappeared after a hundred years.

Wushuang controlled the sword and rushed towards Chu Xinghe with twelve flying swords.

The sword energy soars into the sky, the sword intent is surging, and the sky and the earth change color.

Now even Jin Xuan couldn't see the fight between the two people clearly. He could only see two rainbow lights, one blue and one white, trembling and colliding in the sky.

The originally clear sky suddenly became gloomy, as if pressing on the chest, making it hard to breathe.

suddenly,

Amidst the dark clouds, there was a faint sound of a dragon's roar.

Wushuang sensed something and decisively retreated with the twelve flying swords, landing next to the Wushuang sword box on the ground.

Chu Xinghe raised his hand and waved Xiaoyao, humming softly.

"Wandering Dragon."

A giant dragon roared out from the dark clouds and slammed towards Wushuang.

"cut!"

Wushuang roared angrily, and twelve flying swords soared into the sky.

A red bird appeared and crashed into the dragon with a deafening cry.

boom!
The giant dragon and the red bird collided with each other, emitting a dazzling light that made it impossible to open one's eyes.

The explosion that shook the earth and sky sounded, making the entire Apocalypse City seem to shake.

The twelve flying swords flew back into the sword box. Wushuang held the sword box and moved back three feet. His white clothes were already stained red with blood.

Chu Xinghe, who was holding Xiaoyao, was not much better off and fell from the air.

"It's a draw?!" Lu Yuzhai exclaimed in surprise.

"It's not a draw." Wushuang shook his head and looked at Chu Xinghe: "You won."

Chu Xinghe forced an ugly smile: "You are seriously injured, and I am not much better, so I can't be considered a winner. I still have one sword, and your Daming Suzaku has not been unsheathed yet, come on!"

Wushuang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, grinned, and placed his hand on the hilt of the Ming Dynasty Suzaku.

At this moment, a long spear emerged like a dragon and smashed between the two of them.

At the same time, a clear laugh was heard.

"You young people are really...remarkable."

Spear Immortal Sikong Changfeng came floating over and landed on the spear. He looked left and right and said with a smile, "That's enough. If you keep fighting, you two will hurt your foundation."

"I have seen the Gun Immortal."

Wushuang smiled, but did not let go of his hand on the Daming Suzaku, obviously not intending to give face to Sikong Changfeng.

"City Lord Sikong, long time no see."

Chu Xinghe smiled enthusiastically, and also had no intention of sheathing his sword.

"It seems that my reputation as a spear master is not good enough." Sikong Changfeng smiled and shouted loudly: "Brother Chu, are you just going to watch your son and the younger generation you like to fight to the death?"

"Haha, I'm actually quite curious, who will win with Xiao Qi's Void Sword or Wushuang's Final Sword."

When these words were spoken, Lu Yuzhai and Huangfu Jue were shocked.

Because the sound came next to them, they quickly turned around and saw a large group of people squatting next to them.

In addition to Chu Zhao, there were Sikong Qianluo, Lei Wujie, Chu Ye, Chu Wei, and two little boys riding golden lions, Xiao Feixuan and Zitong.

"Greetings, Senior Chu." Lu Yuzhai hurriedly bowed.

"No need to be so polite." Chu Zhao stood up and waved to Wushuang, saying hello: "Wushuang, long time no see, what is the name of your last sword?"

"Wushuang." Wushuang said with a smile.

"Hmm, unparalleled? It looks like an incredible sword."

Wushuang nodded: "A sword unmatched in the world!"

"Both of you have been injured today, so the power of this last sword must have been greatly reduced. How about we have another fight after you both recover?" Chu Zhao said with a smile, and threw two porcelain bottles to Wushuang and his son.

Chu Xinghe simply pulled out the cork and swallowed the pill.

Wushuang thanked him first before swallowing the pill.

"Wushuang, you win." Lei Wujie stood up. He was happy for Wushuang, but also a little depressed. However, fighting spirit soon ignited in his eyes: "But I will catch up with you soon."

"Well, we still have a fight."

Chu Zhao ignored the two innocent teenagers and walked over to his son: "Where are my daughter-in-law and grandson?"

"In the back, they are with my eldest brother and his wife." Yue Kang said with a smile.

Chu Zhao nodded, turned to look at Xiao Lingchen, and waved his hand: "You guys go into the city, I'll wait for my grandson."

(End of this chapter)