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He never expected that the Wang family was so thick-skinned that they let the patriarch of his family fight in person.

Seeing this scene, the 10,000+ Wang family disciples around the cliff stage became slightly agitated and couldn't help but look at each other.

"Wow!"

The sword light spread out, revealing the figure of the head of the Wang clan on the high platform.

He looked at Chen Qingyu and said solemnly:

"Chen Shaojun, the matter of Yang Ke Fajian is of great importance. I have no choice but to rely on my elders to sell my elders. I will fight swords with you."

"Ah……"

Chen Qingyu settled down, chuckled lightly, and said:

"Since the patriarch of the Wang clan wants to fight swords, I will naturally accompany him."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and gestured:

"Please!"

The patriarch of the Wang clan nodded slightly and sat down on the unicorn chair.

Accompanied by the rise of spiritual light, a new flying sword flew out above the central disk, shining with brilliance and unparalleled sharpness.

Just by looking at the breath, it is not difficult to judge:

It is also a sliver of thought, but the flying sword controlled by the patriarch of the Wang clan is many times stronger than the Heavenly Chong Realm.

"The sword fight begins!"

The voice of Wang's Supreme Elder fell from the sky.

Next moment:

"Boom!" "Boom!"

The flying swords on both sides rushed straight out at the same time, tearing out a violent wind, with amazing power!

In an instant:

The two flying swords collided fiercely!

The patriarch of the Wang clan went all out, and if he didn't make a move, he would use it. Once he made a move, he had the strongest strength and speed!

"clang!"

Chen Qingyu's mind was shaken, and he felt a surge of power like a mountain torrent and a tsunami coming, about to shatter his flying sword!

However, he didn't show any fear, instead he let out a long laugh:

"Good come!"

The voice just fell:

"Boom!"

On the flying sword belonging to Chen Qingyu, a burst of extremely magnificent and powerful power suddenly erupted, which actually blocked the flying sword of the patriarch of the Wang clan!

The power of the sword soul of "Nine Prison Heaven Xingjian" has an extremely high upper limit, and it is strong when it meets the strong!

Those previous opponents were too weak, so Chen Qingyu needed to concentrate on slowly stacking up his power.

But now:

The trace of the power of the sword soul attached to his mind was strongly stimulated, and directly burst out the peerless divine power!

The calculations of the upper echelons of the Wang family were wrong from the very beginning!

"what?"

The head of the Wang clan was taken aback.

The bald old man above the sky changed his face when he saw this scene, and he felt a sudden in his heart:

"Oops!"

The flying swords of both sides stalemate for a moment, and then the situation reversed!

The patriarch of the Wang clan has tried his best, but the power of the sword soul is still bursting out after being stimulated by him!

In an instant, the power doubled directly!

After stalemate for only half a breath:

"Crack!"

The flying sword of the patriarch of the Wang clan shattered with a bang, and shattered into countless fragments, flying in all directions.

Chapter 288 Rebelling against nature, exterminating all things around the cliff platform, above and below the sea of ​​clouds, there is a dead silence, and you can hear a needle falling.

10,000+ members of the Wang clan, and even many powerful members of the Wang clan, watched helplessly as the flying sword of the chief of the Wang clan shattered.

Everyone, everything is silent!

The scene, a crushing defeat!

The dignified patriarch of the Wang clan went into battle in person, and he was defeated by Chen Shaojun in less than one breath!

This result was something no one expected!

I don't even dare to think like this in my dreams! !

"This this……"

The Patriarch of the Wang Clan was buzzing in his head, and he opened his mouth, with a look of despair in his eyes:

"……I lost."

"Acceptance!"

Chen Qingyu bowed his hands and said loudly:

"Is there another one?"

As soon as this statement came out:

Many disciples of the Wang family subconsciously looked up at the sea of ​​sword energy in the sky:

The patriarch of the Wang clan has already lost.

Could it be that the grand elders of the Liangshan Wang family have to end in person?

"All right!"

An old and deep voice suddenly sounded.

Accompanied by this voice, the figure of the bald old man appeared on the high platform.

"Brother Chen..."

He looked at Chen Qingyu, with a slightly complicated look in his eyes, and said word by word:

"amazing!"

"A young man like you, old man, I have never seen in my life!"

Chen Qingyu smiled, cupped his hands and said:

"Senior is wrong."

The bald old man shook his head and said with a flick of his sleeves:

"This sword fight was lost by our Wang family, so there is no need to compete again."

"The old man is willing to bet and admit defeat."

As he spoke, he reached out and took out a black metal token, and handed it to Chen Qingyu:

"Go on."

"This is a mysterious treasure left behind by the Holy King Chen Liu."

"Oh?"

Chen Qingyu's heart moved, and he took the black order talisman.

The order talisman was heavy in the hand, as if it weighed half a mountain, and the whole body was made of some unknown metal.

A strange rune is engraved on the front, and a strange star map is engraved on the back.

"What is this?"

Chen Qingyu looked it over carefully a few times, but couldn't find any clues, so he put it away first, and was going to go back and ask Jiu Patriarch.

"Brother Chen..."

The bald old man looked at him with a hint of complexity in his tone:

"Patriarch Wang Jue's Yang carved flying sword is yours now... treat it well."

Chen Qingyu smiled slightly when he heard the words:

"Don't worry senior, I will."

After he finished speaking, with a thought, he made a light move in his hand.

"Chirp!"

The golden flying sword that had been floating by his side all the time made a blissful buzzing sound, fell into his palm instantly, and disappeared into his body.

Chen Qingyu observes the body inwardly:

Above the nine heavens, the crape myrtle stars evolve into a bright scene, and the stars in the sky are listed in order;

And among the stars, the golden flying sword is swimming around happily, as if it has found a new home.

however--

Before it was happy, it ran into a "bully".

The sword soul of "Jiu Prison Tian Xing Sword", as if smelling the scent, rushed to its side, suppressed it unceremoniously, and burrowed into its sword body.

"Woooo..."

The golden flying sword was powerless to resist, let out a low whimper, and was taken over by the sword soul.

"Zizzizi..."

On the golden flying sword, the aura belonging to Wang Jue gradually dissipated, replaced by streaks of thunder, the whole body was golden blue, exuding a prison-like aura.

Sword Soul found a temporarily satisfactory carrier, and flew around in the Nine Heavens Xingyu, flashing thunder and flashing, quite a bit of showing off.

"This……"

Chen Qingyu's expression was a little strange.

After careful identification, one could clearly hear the wail of Yang Ke Feijian, but also a hint of excitement and anticipation.

It doesn't seem to resist being occupied by the sword soul of "Jiu He Tian Xing Jian", on the contrary, it feels a little willing and even longing for it.

Maybe this kind of treatment can help it get in touch with a stronger sword?

"what is this?"

"In order to become stronger, are you willing to be weak?!"

Chen Qingyu shook his head speechlessly, withdrew his attention, and looked at the bald old man with a complicated expression on the opposite side:

"senior."

He bowed his hands and said solemnly:

"This junior came to Liangshan this time to get the flying sword."

"Now that there is a flying sword, I should have said goodbye."

"However, I am greedy for the beauty of the sunrise on the top of Liangshan, and I want to stay a few more days. I wonder if it will be allowed?"

The bald old man waved his sleeves, and said in a waned mood:

"If you want to stay for a few days, just stay for a few days."

Yang Ke's flying swords were all taken away, and he was in a bad mood, so he didn't have the heart to pay attention to these trivial matters.

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