Mystery: Invincible In Ten Consecutive Draws At The Beginning

In today's Cangxuan world, who would not know the name of Tang Chen.

The first of the Holy Buddha Hall of the Great Leiyin Temple in the Western Desert, the next Great Sage was wiped out with one sword.

The Phoenix Elder of the Beiyuan Bingluan tribe, who defeated Wang Zhan and talked with Wang Ming.

The Elder of the Nanling Monster Clan destroyed the Yinyue Royal Family in one fell swoop.

These deeds have already been circulated in every population.

How can such a character be seen by Hua Zitong?

What's more, Tang Chen is in Closed Door Training, so he has no spare time at all.

Xuejian Zhenren suddenly found out that there was actually a guy who was more stunned and naive than himself, and suddenly felt that he still had merit.

"rude!"

Hua Guanrong scolded lightly: "How did I tell you, no nonsense is allowed on this trip!"

Hua Zitong pouted, but his face was still so indomitable.

"It's normal for young people to have a little temper." Xuejian said with a smile.

He took Hua Guanrong and his party into the Great Hall, served tea, and entertained them without neglect.

At the same time, Master Xuejian also sent his disciples to inform Hua Linglong, but did not say that it was her family who came.

After a while.

A wisp of delicate body fragrance blew into the hall with the wind.

Hua Linglong was dressed in neon clothes, and her three thousand wine red hair swayed in the wind. With a smile on her face, she said, "Head Teacher, why do you call me..."

Before she could finish speaking, she saw Hua Guanrong and ran away without saying a word!

"Why, you don't say hello when you see your father?"

Hua Guanrong snorted coldly on the surface, but in fact her eyes were full of doting.

On the side, Hua Zitong laughed, his heart blossoming with joy.

Hua Linglong bowed her head and walked into the Great Hall, and said with a hilarious smile, "Dad, your body is still strong, so eat and drink well, I'll go first."

After speaking, she wanted to run away again.

Hua Guanrong frowned and said softly, "Is this how you talk to me?"

"Father, don't you just want me to go back to meet the Ji family? I don't want it!" Hua Linglong stomped her feet and said categorically.

Hua Zitong agreed: "Father, my sister is just a handsome dog. It's good that Ji Taigong has good looks, but it's really too ordinary!"

Seeing this scene, Xuejian Zhenren seemed to be conjuring up a bunch of melon seeds.

This is someone else's family business, and it's really inconvenient for him to get involved.

Moreover.

If he gets involved, how can he watch the show?

"As long as you can find the man you like, the family side... I'll deal with it!" Hua Guanrong sighed softly.

Hua Linglong smiled happily, hugged Hua Guanrong's arm, and said coquettishly, "I knew that my father was kind to me, and I have found the person I like!"

"Which brothel?" Hua Zitong teased.

Hua Linglong stared and said, "Shut up, if you don't speak, you will die, right?"

"Look at how anxious you are!" Hua Zitong laughed, he liked to tease Hua Linglong and never tire of it.

Hua Linglong glared at Hua Zitong and pushed him out of the Great Hall.

Seeing Hua Linglong being so mysterious, Hua Guanrong was a little interested, hehe smiled and said, "Whose child?"

"It's Tang Chen!"

"I won't marry him for the rest of my life!"

Hua Linglong, who is a little cute and charming, pointed at Jade, her face shy.

Hua Guanrong was stunned.

He turned his head to look at Zhenren Xuejian, and seemed to be asking: Is there such a thing?

Xuejian Zhenren shrugged and said: "Don't look at me, my junior brother is so handsome, I like him more, every peerless beauty!"

Hearing this, Hua Guanrong was even more puzzled.

Then isn't his daughter going to be someone else's concubine?

Outside the Great Hall.

Hua Zitong's handsome appearance immediately attracted a lot of attention.

Especially the male disciple, subconsciously, who is the daughter of the family, the woman disguised as a man and ran to Xuanjian Lingshan.

"Sword intent rushed to the sky?"

At this time, Hua Zitong noticed the sharp Sword intent in the distance, and said curiously, "Idle is also idle, why don't you join in the fun!"

...

Xuanjian Lingshan, Jiuyou Sword Tomb.

Here, as always, there are many disciples, listening to the sound of swords, swallowing Spiritual Qi from all directions, and cultivating hard.

Qin Wusha, Jian Wushuang, and other Daoists are discussing kendo.

Their Cultivation Base is not slow, and they all stepped into the real world.

Especially Qin Wusha, who has a body of ice and fire, cultivates very fast, and has a lot of experience in kendo.

"This sword contains the verve of ice and fire. Brother Qin's accomplishments in swordsmanship are truly amazing!"

"Although it's not as good as little uncle, but it's enough."

"Look at how proud you are, the goal of the kendo of the little uncle is to sever the entire Cangxuan Realm with one sword!"

Everyone whispered and laughed heartily.

The scene is very harmonious and cheerful.

At this moment, a joking laughter sounded: "Little Kendo can be so happy, sometimes I really envy you mortals!"

A group of disciples followed the prestige and couldn't help but be surprised.

Who is this, looks good.

Qin Wusha frowned at Hua Zitong and asked, "Who are you?"

"Hua Zitong."

Hua Zitong replied with a smile and folded her arms.

"Hua Zitong? Tianjiao of the Hua family in Xiangzhou. It is rumored that he has a hundred battles and is known to be proficient in hundreds of battles."

"Why did he come to our Xuanjian Cave?"

"He's so handsome, but he's far from the little uncle!"

Jianzuo immediately boiled.

Jian Wushuang glanced at Hua Zitong, and snorted coldly, "You speak madly, do you dare to fight me?"

"Anyway, it's boring, even if you go together, I can accept it." Hua Zitong yawned and said lazily.

"Too deceiving!"

Jian Wushuang laughed angrily, a sword swept across the sky, Sword Qi rippling, piercing through the sword mound like an aurora.

Hua Zitong was wrapped in colorful rainbow light, and the crossed lines of sword patterns appeared on his face, such as singing opera makeup, and his temperament changed instantly.

He referred to the sword, as if he had mastered the profound kendo in an instant, and went straight to Jian Wushuang.

Click!

Sword Ray crashes.

Jian Wuduan stepped back with a pale color, a ray of scarlet overflowing from the corner of his mouth, and looked at Hua Zitong in disbelief.

Everyone looked shocked.

After all, Jian Wushuang is also the Daozi of Xuanjian.

Lost in one move?

"On this level?"

Hua Zitong shook his head and smiled.

Seeing this, Qin Wusha's brows surged with fighting intent, and he really wanted to try the swordsmanship he just created.

"Qin Wusha, please advise." He said solemnly.

Hua Zitong waved his hand: "It doesn't matter, it's all about one trick and one second anyway."

"Qiankun Dayuan Swordsmanship!"

Qin Wusha's eyes narrowed, the wings of ice and fire behind him vibrated, and the holy sword swept across the sky like a fright.

In an instant, Chi Yan Taotao swept the sky, implying dryness.

The icy frost rages on the earth, which means Kun.

He slashed out with one sword, and the ice and fire burst into chaos, causing the sky to be turbulent, causing ten thousand swords in the sword tomb to roar in unison.

Hua Zitong showed a touch of surprise, nodded and said, "It's interesting."

However, he still had the sword pattern printed on his face and pointed like a sword.

Boom!

The ice and fire broke out, Qin Wusha fell from the sky, blood oozing from his nose and mouth, and he looked very embarrassed.

"It seems that your Xuanjian Dongtian is not very good." The disdain on Hua Zitong's face became more and more intense.

The disciples were furious.

This guy is so arrogant, he dares to fire a map cannon.

Gu Beiliu helped Qin Wusha up and shouted, "Little Shishu has left, he must be pressed on the ground and rubbed repeatedly"

"Then if he comes out, he will shrink his head and tortoise!" Hua Zitong still sneered.

Suddenly, the ten thousand swords in the sword mound trembled, as if welcoming the god of swords.

"You want to meet me?"

A calm voice rang out.