Shangguan Huan raised his hands to grab the fierce sword. Although he had caught it, his palm was cut in more than three inches, and blood flowed out.

"Come here!"

Shangguan Huan grabbed the sword blade with one hand and grabbed Chen Ping's neck with the other hand.

Chen Ping would not be able to catch the vital points so easily. He raised a pillar of earth to block Shangguan Huan's sharp claws, and at the same time, he used the force to lift a sword to cut off the four fingers of his left hand.

Perhaps because of the blood of the Ancestral Dragon, Shangguan Huan did not seem very painful because of this, and laughed and said, "I see how many times you can escape!"

The recovery ability of the Ancestral Dragon bloodline is indeed strong. Shangguan Huan took the broken finger and pressed it again. In just a few breaths, the cross-section no longer bleeded.

A dragon roar came out from Shangguan Huan's mouth, and the sky suddenly became dark clouds, and there was a momentum of wind and storm.

Chen Ping did not expect that this primitive dragon bloodline could also summon wind and rain.

In a moment, lightning and thunder roared, and a falling thunder struck Chen Ping.

Chen Ping stood up and avoided it, and saw the thunder hit the ground and exploded a pit that was as big as a square meter.

I couldn't waste any more with him. As the denser lightning fell, the Kirin mark on Chen Ping's forehead emitted a fiery red light.

Seeing this, Shangguan Huan stood there, shook his head and asked Chen Ping, "Aren't you Bai Ze's person? How could there be the mark of the Qilin royal family!"

"I have never said that I am from the Baize royal family."

As he spoke, Chen Ping's body was already wrapped in flames, and the flames gradually turned into the appearance of a kirin. Before the raindrops could approach Chen Ping, they had already evaporated.

A thunder fell to the head of the Qilin Fire Man without any bias, but this just made him tilt his head slightly.

The mysterious man not far away picked up an umbrella and continued to watch the duel with relish.

Shangguan Huan's eyes became colder and he gritted his teeth and said, "This way I can't keep you."

"It seems you don't understand the current situation." Chen Ping said lightly.

After saying that, Chen Ping rushed forward like a cannonball.

Shangguan Huan, who had no time to hide, had to let Chen Ping's fist smash his chest, and then felt himself flying backwards and smashing a bamboo forest.

"Breaking your heart out of your mind, it depends on how you can recover."

Chen Ping shouted!

Although the blood of the Ancestral Dragon is strong in recovery, it cannot be reborn as fire as the blood of the Fire Phoenix. This injury is enough to kill Shan Guanhuan directly.

Unexpectedly, Shangguan Huan, whose strength gap was so obvious, fell down with reluctance and surprise. Before facing the attack, he was thinking about how to fight back next, but he couldn't even bear this attack.

Originally, Chen Pingqilin did not have such strong attack power in his state, but he tried to attach the sword intent to his fist, which was somewhat similar to the inappropriate fist intent.

Chen Ping dissipated his flames, and the symptoms appeared like last time. After a slight dizziness, he still stood firm. This time he consumed not as much as before, and he would not have had the last exhaustion.

Shangguan Huan died, and the dark clouds in the sky gradually dissipated. The mysterious man in the distance walked over in the bamboo forest. Each step seemed to have a very thick sword intent bonus.

Originally, Chen Ping couldn't see his appearance clearly in the bamboo forest. Now that he is close, Chen Ping can see his appearance clearly.

This mysterious man's appearance is no different from that of an ordinary old man. Apart from his beard and eyebrows, a silver-white beard growing down from his chin, his beard is almost reaching his stomach, and his eyebrows are like silver swords.

With a long robe, you can feel his thin figure when the wind blows.

Chen Ping bowed his head and said respectfully: "Chen Ping, pay homage to senior."

"I see that you have achieved certain achievements in practicing swords. I have a sword technique. I don't know if you want to learn it." The old man asked with a smile. 5200

"Please give me advice!" Chen Ping bowed.

"Let's change somewhere." The old man closed his eyes and said.

The scenes around the two changed like a carousel lantern, and finally frozen beside a small stone pavilion, with a few strong bamboos growing beside the stone pavilion.

The old man took Chen Ping into the Changting and said to him: "I see that your swordsmanship is very open and the big and the big and the delicate, and although it is very open and the big and the big and the big and the tricks are not biased from what you think in your heart."

"My sword technique is called "Kaihe Sword Technique". It was created by traveling mountains and rivers in my early years and seeing all kinds of things in the world. Only those with open minds can master this sword technique. If a narrow mind learns it, he will definitely become a demon."

After saying that, the old man put his hand on Chen Ping's head and directly transported the sword technique.

A villain who was practicing sword suddenly appeared in Chen Ping's mind. The sword posture changed just like the title of the book, opening and closing without any delay.

"There are five chapters in total, including the Moon-snap Sword, the Mountain Sword, the Sun-snap Sword, the Screw Sword and the Love Sword. You can even open up mountains and rift valleys until you have mastered it."

Next, the old man pulled Chen Ping to tell him a lot of his experiences when he was young, just like a widow.

Chen Ping also had some guesses about his identity. However, after so many years, what he left should be just a broken spiritual consciousness.

"It's getting late, it's time to send you back."

The old man was about to close his eyes and disappear, Chen Ping stopped the old man and asked, "Chen Ping still doesn't know the name of his senior."

"I have forgotten my name and so on, but others call me Zhu Jianxian."

The old man had a long thin bamboo sword on his waist. After saying that, the old man turned into white smoke and dispersed.

The scene around me changed again.

In the stone wall passage, when everyone saw the stone door slowly opened, they stood up and looked forward to it. Elder Wang looked even more solemn. After all, it would be better that both of them were safe and sound.

After the stone gate was completely opened, a figure popped up, and Chen Ping stabilized his body. Only then did everyone realize that the handsome man with a tired expression was the other person?

Everyone was confused.

"Where is Shangguan Huan?"

"Why haven't he seen him come out yet?"

“…”

Someone began to whisper: "I won't die inside."

Before everyone could figure out the situation, the fog inside the stone gate gradually dissipated, revealing its original appearance, and swords were inserted into the stone in the center of the room.

Seeing that there was no Shangguan Huan's body in the room, Chen Ping was sure that he was left in the bamboo forest, so he turned around and said to everyone, "Brother Shangguan continues to go deeper. I returned here because I lost."

"I just said, how could Shangguan Huan lose if he is so strong?"

"That's right, the title of the Imperial City Little Wind Demon was not in vain."

“…”

Chen Ping knew that there were many people from the Ancestral Dragon Royal Family among this group, so it was better to be cautious.

The people who were relieved of their doubts entered the room and found a black stone tablet on the side of the stone covered with swords, engraved with four small characters: Sword Tathao Talent.

No one can pull out the sword on this stone.

Until a wounded person's blood accidentally rubbed against the black stone tablet, the blood gradually disappeared as if it had been absorbed.

At this time, two words emitting a faint light gradually appeared beside the stone tablet: fourth grade.
Chapter completed!