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

Ye Dingzhi also forced a smile and nodded

Baili Dongjun narrowed his drunken eyes, glanced left and right at the two of them, and then practiced the sword moves he had just performed again!

As a result, this time, the laughter of Wen Yanzhao and Ye Dingzhi was more obvious than last time!

Baili Dongjun immediately put away Bu Ran Chen, turned around abruptly and looked at the two people standing side by side, his eyes piercing, and said angrily:

"What are you two laughing at again!!!╰_╯"

Wen Yanzhao puffed up his cheeks and glanced at Ye Dingzhi, who was also having a hard time trying to hold back his laughter. Then he said in a serious tone:

"I think of happy things!"

Baili Dongjun held the sword horizontally in his hand, approached Wen Yanzhao and asked:

"What's so happy about that!?"

Wen Yanzhao: "I have broken through the realm of freedom!"

Baili Dongjun turned around and questioned Ye Dingzhi:

"Brother Yun! What are you laughing at again?"

Ye Dingzhi lowered his head and sneered:

"I have also broken through the realm of freedom!"

Baili Dongjun's defense was instantly broken:

"You two are brothers, right?"

Wen Yanzhao and Ye Dingzhi both burst into goose-like laughter...

Baili Dongjun's face turned red with anger, his eyes widened, and he stuck the Bu Ran Chen diagonally into the weeds.

Then he took off the white jade wine gourd from his waist and took a big gulp of the wine, saying:

"I told you not to laugh at me. I, Baili Dongjun, am destined to become... the man of the Wine Immortal! And then I will also take the title of Sword Immortal... into my pocket!"

As he spoke, he threw the wine gourd into the air, drawing an arc in the air and landing steadily in an old crow's nest on a poplar tree a few feet away.

Bu Ran Chen flew up and down in his hands, and Baili Dongjun's internal force began to surge and spit out with the sword moves, like water entering boiling oil, surging and exploding!

"You two brothers actually... actually dared to laugh at me. Let me show you my swordsmanship..."

Baili Dongjun danced with the sword while muttering to himself

When he finished saying this, an inexplicable voice sounded in his mind.

"Dong Jun, do you remember this sword?"

"I have a sword that can be called peerless!"

"If there is another person like this, and another sword like this, then he should be called - Baili! !"

The last sentence in my mind, "当称百里" is like the sound of a huge bell, awakening the deaf and dumb!

Baili Dongjun's eyes suddenly became very clear!

"I remember now! Master once taught me this!"

After blurting out these words, his hands were as pure as a swimming dragon, and his feet were as smooth as a flying swallow.

His sleeves fluttered in the wind, and his sword danced faster and faster, and his sword moves were also free and continuous!

"Ride the sword to travel to the nine heavens, and never return! Sing freely in the clouds, and drink from 30,000 jars..."

Baili Dongjun danced and chanted, and the body of the Undying Sword was shrouded in a layer of thick true energy, the color of which was as red as peach blossoms, so beautiful!

Wen Yanzhao and Ye Dingzhi had naturally discovered the abnormality in Baili Dongjun's sword moves, and bursts of flower rain gradually fell in their eyes. That was the condensed true energy of Baili Dongjun!

"Western Chu Sword Song, asking the heavens for the truth!"

Ye Dingzhi was horrified and couldn't help muttering to himself

Wen Yanzhao had never expected that this kid would actually use the Western Chu Sword Song here. Fortunately, this place was in the wilderness and few people came.

At this time, there is no need to worry about someone passing by and discovering this shocking secret.

"Cousin, doesn't Dongjun know martial arts? How can he know the legendary sword technique?!"

Ye Dingzhi held the Zhenwu Sword, his face full of shock

"This... I'm not sure either. You know him better than I do. Didn't he tell you about the origin of this sword technique?"

Although Wen Yanzhao said so, he was familiar with the plot and naturally knew that Baili Dongjun learned this from his master, the Confucian Immortal Gu Chen, who was half asleep and half awake.

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He was born with a martial arts vein, and his speed in learning any martial arts or swordsmanship was beyond the reach of ordinary people.

While Wen Ye and the other were talking, Baili Dongjun let out a long howl:

"Here comes the wine!"

He stretched out his hand and the wine gourd in the old crow's nest on the waist of the poplar tree a few feet away flew into his hand.

Baili Dongjun raised his head, and the clear wine poured into his throat like the Milky Way pouring down from the sky!

“Good wine~”

Afterwards, he dropped the wine gourd and continued to dance with the sword. In this world filled with sword energy, the peach blossom rain became denser and denser, completely enveloping Wen Yanzhao and Ye Dingzhi.

In a trance, Wen Yanzhao seemed to see in Baili Dongjun the swordsman of Western Chu who once held off nine thousand soldiers of Pofeng Army with just his sword!

Finally, the final sword move is about to come out!

Baili Dongjun stepped on Feiyan, turned over and stood in the air, the internal force in his body surged out wildly, and the true energy gathered behind him to form a huge Chu Nine Phoenix Divine Bird!

The Nine Phoenix Divine Bird shone brightly in the pupils of Wen Ye and the others!

Ye Dingzhi laughed wildly:

"Western Chu Sword Song, asking the heavens for advice! It turns out this legendary sword technique really exists in the world!"

"Today, I, Ye Dingzhi, can obtain the Zhenwu Divine Sword and meet the Xichu Sword Song! Even if I die today, I will have no regrets!"

Regrettably, Xi Chu Jiange's final sword strike was not delivered. Baili Dongjun did not know how to control his internal force, nor did he know how to release it freely. In an instant, his internal force was almost exhausted!

In addition, he was already drunk, his body went limp, and the Nine Phoenix Bird behind him instantly disappeared.

Bu Ran Chen also flew out of his hand, and his own body fell to the ground like a falling meteor!

"Cousin!"

Wen Yanzhao was quick-witted and flew into the air in an instant, grabbing his clothes tightly, and then landed safely.

……

At this time, at the south gate of Qiandong City, two handsome men, one in purple and one in white, were in front, and two ugly and weird old men, one in blue and one in gold, were behind.

Just as the four were about to enter the city, they felt a burst of sword energy two or three miles away, accompanied by a powerful internal force surging!

The ugly bald old man who looked like a dwarf behind him looked over there with eagle eyes:

"No, can you feel it?"

The old man with tied hair, known as Wufa, smiled ghostly:

"This is natural! It's the aura of the natural martial vein!"

The two purple and white people in front are naturally the two guardians of the Demon Sect, the Purple-robed Marquis and the White-haired Immortal.

They also stopped walking, turned around and asked:

"My two envoys, how should we deal with this?"

The lawless looked at each other and smiled, saying in unison:

"go!"

Then he disappeared from the sight of Zibai and Bai like a ghost.

Zibai and the others exchanged glances and used their Qinggong skills to chase after the direction where Wufawutian disappeared...

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Chapter 51 Lawlessness

Qiandong City, Zhenxi Marquis Mansion

The sunset filled the sky, and the entire Qiandong City seemed to be immersed in gold.

The main hall of the Zhenxi Marquis's Mansion was surprisingly lively today.

The maids and servants were moving around, the lights in the main hall were on, and the burning oil gave off a hint of pine nut aroma.

Six people were seated at the banquet table. The host was naturally Baili Luochen, the Marquis of Zhenxi. His son Baili Chengfeng sat at the bottom.

The Crown Princess and her uncle were warming a pot of wine next to Baili Chengfeng. The guest of honor was Langya King Xiao Ruofeng, and Lei Mengsha was sitting on Xiao Ruofeng's left.

Before the banquet started, several people exchanged greetings and chatted. When Xiao Ruofeng mentioned that Wen Yanzhao and Baili Dongjun had fought for the sword in Jianlin, Wen Hujiu looked a little unnatural.

When Xiao Ruofeng's eyes turned to the wine in the pot that was whispering to Wen Luoyu, he asked:

"Senior Wen, your nephew has made a step into Fuyao. I'm afraid there is no one in the whole Beili who can match his talent!"

"Ruofeng learned from Senior Brother that your nephew is still under 20 years old. As your uncle and the young master of the Wen family, I wonder what your plans are for the future?"

When everyone heard Xiao Ruofeng ask this, most of them had guessed his intention. He was probably here to take Yan Zhao to enroll in Jixia Academy.

Wenhujiu rolled his eyes, and after a moment's silence, he said:

"Thank you for your praise, young master. My nephew is naughty by nature. Like me, he has loved studying all kinds of poisonous things since he was young. Even if I let him go out to study, I am afraid that he will get into trouble and my Wen family will not be able to make up for it~"

The words of Wenhujiu were watertight, and Xiao Ruofeng looked a little embarrassed after hearing them.

Before Xiao Ruofeng could speak, Lei Mengsha, who had been holding back for a long time, interrupted:

"The old Lingnan family, the Wen family, is naturally the best at poisoning people! But in my opinion, if my nephew learns martial arts, his future achievements will probably be far greater than using poison!"