Young White Horse: Born with a Poisonous Body and a Sword that Slays the Heroes

"Snapped!"

Chengying was instantly caught in Baili Dongjun's hand, and then with a flick of his wrist, Chengying was unsheathed, revealing the invisible sword body.

Song Yanhui was well-informed, but Chengying, who only had the hilt of a sword, was the first person he had seen since he was born.

Besides being surprised, he was also quite curious about the identities of Baili Dongjun and Wen Yanzhao.

But seeing that Wen Yanzhao had no intention of going up to the battlefield to seize the sword, he felt relieved.

Otherwise, with his natural sword embryo and the cultivation level of the Vajra Ordinary Realm, he would be no more than a match for the enemy!

Seeing Baili Dongjun Chengying take action, Song Yanhui didn't say anything more and raised his sword to stab...

The sword energy pierced through the air and rushed towards the vital point of Baili Dongjun's left chest with a "swish" sound!

At this moment, Baili Dongjun's internal strength surged, and he swung his sword to block

"clang!"

There was a sound of metal clashing, and the sword was blocked by his casual swing.

Song Yanhui's right arm felt numb and he could hardly hold the sword. His face was filled with horror!

He was born with a sword talent and had been immersed in unparalleled swordsmanship for more than a decade. The sword he just used condensed his internal strength, but this kid who seemed to have no swordsmanship actually broke it with one sword!

Then he calmed down and attacked Baili Dongjun with his sword.

Baili Dongjun was as light as a swallow, and his shadow was in his hand, making him move freely without any flaws, causing Song Yanhui to suffer a series of setbacks.

Within a few breaths, the two had exchanged dozens of moves. It was obvious that Baili Dongjun had completely suppressed Song Yanhui's unparalleled swordsmanship!

The elders of Wushuang City looked more and more solemn, and finally couldn't help but speak: "Yan Hui, why don't you fight quickly and make a quick decision!"

Song Yanhui understood, and the sword energy in his hand suddenly surged. He used his right arm to gather almost all the internal strength in his body and stabbed towards Baili Dongjun!

"Nephew, be careful!"

Seeing that Song Yan's sword move was dangerous and fierce, Wen Hujiu exclaimed, and only Wen Yanzhao had a smug smile on his face.

"Hundred Steps Flying Sword!"

The sword intent suddenly spread across the stone platform, and the Chengying sword stabbed straight at the sword that Song Yan was attacking at like a locust arrow!

"clang!"

"clang……"

"boom!"

A white shadow flashed by, and Baili Dongjun flashed behind Song Yan.

Song Yanhui's shoulder blade was pierced with a big bloody hole. He looked at the broken sword in his hand in disbelief.

Blood spurted out of his mouth, he fell to the ground, and then there was no movement.

Just three times,

One is the sound of Baili Dongjun's Hundred-Step Flying Sword cutting off Song Yanhui's long sword;

The second is the sound made by Song Yanhui's broken sword falling on the stone platform;

The third is the sound of the Chengying sword flying out of the hand and piercing through the stone wall a hundred steps away!

A hundred steps away, Chengying pierced straight into the stone wall more than half a foot deep. Wherever the sword energy passed, stone chips flew everywhere!

"Here comes the sword!"

Baili Dongjun is still drunk

With a move of his left hand, the Immortal Palace Sword, Unstained by Dust, suddenly came into his hand!

With a wave of his right hand, the legendary sword Chengying flew into his hand!

(Xiao Baili really has to hang out with his cousin!)

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Chapter 38: Jian Lin establishes his power and defeats the Wushuang Elder

"Did you teach Xiao Baili the sword moves?" Wen Hujiu looked strange and spoke in a rather stern voice.

Wen Yanzhao's expression remained unchanged. With the internal strength he had cultivated over the years with the Confucian Immortal Ancient Dust Medicinal Wine,

Then he used the Immortal Palace-grade Chengying Sword to perform the most powerful Hundred-Step Flying Sword in the Zongheng Sword Technique.

Even if he could kill a swordsman who had just entered the realm of Free and Easy Heaven in seconds, there was really nothing to be surprised about.

“I am officially here (⊙o⊙)!”

"Uncle, look at how Xiao Baili stole all the limelight today! He's even more impressive than when I defeated two groups of swordsmen in a row!"

Wen Yanzhao shook his head and said proudly

"It's a hit, but it's also a disaster!"

"Look at Song Yanhui, his shoulder blade was pierced by Xiao Baili's sword. He has said goodbye to swordsmanship in this life!"

I feel a little numb when I warm the pot of wine. Wushuang City is not an ordinary sect in the world.

In terms of strength, Wushuang City has outstanding swordsmanship and nine elders with unfathomable martial arts skills. Naturally, they should not be underestimated.

Although Song Yanhui is not as good as Wen Yanzhao and Baili Dongjun, he is at least a natural sword embryo that is rare in decades.

In addition, he was highly regarded by Cheng Yu, one of the nine elders, and at a young age he was already a peer master of the Vajra Realm.

Xiao Baili broke one of his arms with one sword, which destroyed the hope of the younger generation of Wushuang City!

Sure enough, before Wen Yanzhao could speak, a grey-bearded old man with his hair and beard standing upright appeared under the stone platform, and his footsteps moved as fast as lightning.

Rushing into the stone platform, he embraced Song Yanhui in his arms. Seeing that his face was as pale as paper and there was a big transparent hole in his shoulder, he was extremely sad for a moment.

Cheng Yu tapped several points on his hand, sealing the acupuncture points on Song Yan's upper body and stopping the bleeding.

Then he took out a yellowish-brown porcelain bottle from his waist. This was Wushuang's unique hemostatic medicine, and sprinkled it evenly on Song Yanhui's wound.

Holding him in his arms, he leaped up and returned to the Wushuang City Gatemen. After handing him over to someone else to take care of him, he turned around.

He stared at Baili Dongjun, who was still standing on the stone platform with the sword in both hands and drawing circles with his feet, his eyes almost spitting fire!

"You little brat, you dare to hurt my Wushuang City's top disciple! You're courting death!"

Cheng Yu shouted loudly, and rushed to Baili Dongjun like a meteor chasing the moon.

"You will pay with blood! Xi Long, bring me your sword!"

As soon as Cheng Yu finished speaking, a short disciple in the audience threw up a heavy sword.

"Buzz!"

Cheng Yu made a move, and after a buzzing sound of internal energy, ripples appeared in the surrounding air.

The long sword was unsheathed, and with a strong and fierce sword energy, it slashed towards Baili Dongjun...

"Xiao Baili..."

Seeing that the might of the sword was about to cut Baili Dongjun in half, Wenhujiu felt extremely anxious and ran towards Chengyu!

"Lao Deng, how dare you touch my cousin!?"

Cheng Yu slashed down with his sword, and the sound of wind rang in his ears. Before he could see his figure clearly, he was hit by an invisible sword energy.

The long sword made a humming sound and almost slipped out of his hand!

Wen Yanzhao released an invisible sword energy, and naturally he was the last one to arrive.

Cheng Yu was horrified, and he had already warmed up the pot of wine and reached the drunk Baili Dongjun, and stopped him behind him.

Wen Hujiu was a master of the Great Free and Easy Realm, so he was naturally not afraid of Cheng Yu. He was eager to protect his nephew and started to scold him:

"So shameless!"

"You are also a senior who has been famous in the martial arts world for a long time. How can you, as a parent, kill a child in a martial arts competition?"

Cheng Yu naturally recognized the notorious "Poison Bodhisattva" of the Wen family, Wen Hujiu, although he was a master of the Fuyao realm.

But he was also a little bit afraid of him, so he leaned back and moved a distance of three to five feet.

I was so ashamed and angry at his words that my face turned red like uncooked pig liver.

His pale beard trembled for a while, and after holding it in for a long time, he finally uttered a word:

"This kid was so ruthless in order to get the sword that he even broke the arm of our eldest disciple. How can I not teach him a lesson?"

"Nonsense! Swords have no eyes. If you are not good at it, practice more! If you are not as good as others, just admit defeat!"

"So your Wushuang City is too small to be capable, and the old ones have no martial virtues?"

Wen Yanzhao took a few steps in the air and flew to the side of Wenhujiu and Baili Dongjun, cursing

After cursing, he reached out and grabbed the Chengying Sword to protect the two behind him and asked

"I think the words of the Wen family uncle and nephew are even more poisonous than their poison!"

Wang Yixing covered his mouth and laughed secretly. Although he had taken the God of Fire, he wanted to see Baili Dongjun's ability.

I was warming the wine not far away and witnessed everything that just happened.

Cheng Yu relied on his profound cultivation, gathered the inner strength in his right arm, and filled the long sword with red gold true energy.

He was not good at speaking, but he was eager to save his beloved disciple, and after being scolded by the uncle and nephew of the Wen family, he suddenly felt murderous!

"What's the point of just talking? Take my sword!"

With a long roar, the long sword in Cheng Yu's hand turned into ten, and ten into a hundred.

Thousands of sharp swords rushed straight towards Wen Yanzhao!

Facing the elder of Wushuang City who was at the Fuyao Realm, Wen Yanzhao did not dare to be arrogant even though his cultivation was comparable.

Holding Chengying in his hand, he pinched the sword technique of the Supreme Sword Art with his left hand, and the internal force of his arm infused with true energy suddenly burst out from his fingertips!

"Supreme sword path, the invisible path!"