History’s Strongest Shopkeeper - Chapter 45

[45. Chapter 45 It’s not your sword]

“Name: Ye Gucheng.

Identity: Lu Xiaofeng’s legendary world, Lord of Baiyun City.”

“Name: Lu Xiaofeng.

Identity: Lu Xiaofeng’s legendary world, son of destiny.”

“Name: Ximen Chuixue.

Identity: Lu Xiaofeng’s legendary world, sword god.”

Zhou Yang looked at Looking at Ye Gucheng in front of him, he felt a cold, aloof, and lonely emotion coming towards him. This was an invincible loneliness.

“Sword competition? Just sword competition?” Zhou Yang asked. There are many masters in Wanjie Tower, such as the iron courageous god Hou Zhu Zhuwu, Zhuge Zhengwo, Feng Qingyang, etc. However, there are only a few masters with swords.

“Anyone can.” Ye Gucheng was slightly stunned and said calmly, his sword is not afraid of any opponent.

Buzz!

Zhou Yang pointed his finger gently, and a light golden light shot out from his index finger. The next moment, a square competition platform appeared in the Wanjie Tower, rising slowly. There was a layer of white jade light on the competition platform. Covered, protecting the competition platform.

The sudden appearance of the competition stage left everyone dumbfounded. Even Ye Gucheng, who had always looked calm, had his pupils shrunken, making something appear out of nothing.

Zhou Yang smiled faintly and did not explain. At the moment when Ye Gucheng competed with the sword, the system had already assembled a competition stage. Zhou Yang just released him, keeping the mystery appropriately, and many things were easily handled.

Just like now, even the Iron Courage God Hou Zhu, a peerless master, looked at Zhou Yang with a hint of awe.

“You can attack with all your strength in the competition. Don’t worry about casualties.” Zhou Yang said calmly. In the face of a powerful system, no matter how fast the attack is, it can be blocked.

Whoosh!

Ye Gucheng turned into a phantom, like a black eagle spreading its wings, and the next moment, a figure stood on the competition stage.

His eyes were cold and his waist was straight. He gently pulled the sword out of the scabbard, stroked the Feihong sword in his hand, and said coldly, “This sword is the most powerful weapon in the world. The blade is three feet and seven inches, and the net weight is six kilograms and four taels. Overseas elites blow their hair and break their hair. “

Fuck! “

Hold! Hold!

All the people who were watching couldn’t help but feel their spirits trembled, the pressure was so high.

“This sword is a divine weapon in the world. It has a blade of four feet and one inch and a net weight of ten kilograms and six taels. It is forged from ten thousand years of cold iron and can cut iron like mud.” Under the competition stage, a burly man stroked his hand and cut off a gaping hole. Carrying a broadsword on his back, he said with an intoxicated expression.

He has already thought that when he competes with others in the future, if he says these words, he may directly suppress his opponent.

“This sword is the Nine Heavens Divine Weapon. The length of the sword is four feet and one inch, and the net weight is seven kilograms and one tael. It is a divine stone from the heavens that was refined thousands of times.” Below, Yue Buqun touched the sword hanging on his waist and said silently in his heart, next This was the dialogue between him and Zuo Lengchan about the Five Mountains sword. However, the most important thing was to go back and measure the sword and weigh it.

“Fuck! What are you looking at? Not only you have weapons, but I don’t.” Qiu Qianzhang glanced at the people around him, touched his crotch, and said proudly, “This is the divine eagle. The divine eagle spreads its wings, eight inches and one centimeter. Made of flesh and blood, the size is as desired.” There was a lot of discussion in the audience, but

Ye

Gucheng remained unmoved.

With the Feihong Sword in hand, Ye Gucheng’s aloof aura became even stronger, like a tall cedar standing on a high mountain, like a thousand-year-old snow lotus on a snow-capped mountain. His eyes were as sharp as the light of a sword, penetrating people’s hearts, and a sharp aura radiated from his body.

“Those who are below the Xiantian realm should not go up. Each time you participate, you need to pay 100 value points, and the winner will get 50 value points.” Looking at the martial arts people below who were about to move, Zhou Yang said lightly, but he was stopped as soon as he went up. Who likes to watch.

The real masters of swordsmanship all have solemn faces. They usually think they understand the swords on their bodies, but now it seems that they don’t understand them at all.

How can one truly understand a sword without even knowing its most basic qualities?

Whoosh!

Feng Qingyang couldn’t help but go up. He felt that his blood, which had been silent for many years, was boiling. The young man in front of him made him tremble and made him feel at ease.

“I only need one sword for an ordinary person, how many swords do you need from me?” Ye Gucheng looked at Feng Qingyang and said coldly.

Feng Qingyang said: “Young people had better go all out.”

Phew!

Ye Gucheng moved, and like a silent black lightning, he quickly flew towards Feng Qingyang. In the blink of an eye, he was within three steps of Feng Qingyang.

Clang!

“Dugu Nine Swords – Broken Sword Style!”

Under the nervous and excited eyes of everyone, Feng Qingyang also drew his sword. The speed of the sword was unbelievable, like an antelope hanging its horns. With a stroke of genius, a sword pointed directly at Ye Gucheng’s most important point. Weak spots.

Not only that, Feng Qingyang’s sword was also very fast. The sword light flashed past and reached Ye Gucheng.

Ding!

The two swords collided together, like lightning and flint, and they collided fiercely. Many people did not see how the two fought.

“Good swordsmanship!” Ye Gucheng’s eyes flashed with joy, and the flying dragon in his hand chirped slightly.

“Is this a duel between peerless swordsmen?”

“What a thrilling duel. Every sword is so dangerous. If it were me, I might not be able to catch even one sword.”

“Ye Gucheng’s swordsmanship is so brilliant and clear .

The swordsmanship is very exquisite.”

On the platform, the two of them were almost out of sight. The sword light was cold, one sword was faster than the other, the sword energy was strong, and each sword was more powerful than the other.

On the other side, Lu Xiaofeng and Ximen Chuixue stood together.

Lu Xiaofeng frowned slightly and said, “Ye Gucheng has met his opponent.”

In the audience, an old man just came out randomly, and he was able to fight with Ye Gucheng, no matter the outcome. He knew Ye Gucheng’s terror, and he was definitely the one standing at the top. One of the top swordsmen.

Ximen Chuixue said calmly, “The opponent’s swordsmanship is very exquisite, but he does not have his own swordsmanship. Once Ye Gucheng becomes familiar with the opponent’s swordsmanship, this person will undoubtedly be defeated.”

As Ximen Chuixue expected, with the passage of time, Ximen Chuixue became more and more at ease, with a hint of disappointment in his eyes.

“Flying Immortal from the Sky!”

Ye Gucheng jumped up, as flawless as the blue sky and white clouds, like a white crane spreading its wings in the sky. Then, under the competition stage, everyone felt the sword energy that was so cold that it penetrated to the bone marrow. The edge of the sword was so terrifying. Can’t resist!

A ray of sword light flew diagonally, like a startling light and lightning, like a rainbow across the sky.

Ye Gucheng and the sword seemed to have merged into one. The sword’s light was as sharp as a flying rainbow, and it pierced straight through. The sword’s light was brilliant and swift, without any change, not even a back move. All the power of the whole body was integrated into this sword. In the sword, there is no change, and sometimes it is the best change. If there is no move, there is a move to win.

No one can describe the brilliance and brilliance of this sword, and no one can describe the speed of this sword. It is not just a sword, but the wrath of the God of Thunder and a strike of lightning.

A sword light flashed in the void!

The next moment, Feng Qingyang was enveloped by a pale golden light curtain. He stood there blankly, motionless. He was defeated. If not for Zhou Yang’s attack, he would have died due to this peerless sword technique. .

One sword!

Feng Qingyang is defeated!

Everyone watching the battle was stunned, and the whole place was silent.

This sword is so beautiful that it makes people feel intoxicated, as if an immortal has descended. It is desolate and lonely, extremely beautiful and beautiful.

What’s even more unexpected is that Ye Gucheng attacked with all his strength, and Feng Qingyang didn’t even have a chance to take action. He was defeated directly, and he was defeated so cleanly.

If Feng Qingyang was just an ordinary swordsman, everyone wouldn’t be so surprised. However, in the battle just now, every sword strike by Feng Qingyang was like a stroke of genius. This was a very advanced swordsmanship.

“It’s a pity that it’s not your sword!” Ye Gucheng looked at Feng Qingyang who was standing there and said coldly, the aura of loneliness and coldness in his body became even stronger.

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