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Zhen Yu Linglong said hello, pulled Leng Ruxue's sleeve and said, "Sister Leng, my father wants to see you!"

Leng Ruxue looked at Zhen Yu Linglong, and asked in a cold voice, "What's the matter?"

Zhenyu Linglong showed a look of embarrassment on her face, and said out loud, "It should be because of Sister Leng's teaching me about swordsmanship!"

"My dad has some opinions on Sister Leng, so..."

Leng Ruxue nodded clearly, "I see, where is Palace Master Zhenyu?"

Zhen Yu Linglong hurriedly said, "At the Sword Grinding Hall!"

Outside the Sword Grinding Hall, Chu Ci and Leng Ruxue opened the door and walked in.

Entering the Sword Grinding Hall, Chu Ci looked around.

The hall was very empty, and countless long swords of different styles were stuck on the walls around it.

At the same time, on the wall, Chu Ci could still see sword manuals drawn with line pens.

After just a few glances, Chu Ci knew that these sword manuals were definitely not made up!

All of them are well-known tricks of swordsmanship in Jianghu!

It never occurred to Zhenyu Qianye to include all these sword manuals in the Sword Grinding Hall.

Chu Ci turned his gaze and landed on Zhenyu Qianye.

At this moment, Zhenyu Qianye was facing away from everyone, looking up at a big word 'sword' on the wall.

"Daddy!"

Zhenyu Linglong stepped into the Sword Grinding Hall and came to Zhenyu Qianye.

"Young Master Chu and Sister Leng are here!"

Zhen Yu Qianye turned around when she heard the words, and looked at Chu Ci and Leng Ruxue with sharp eyes.

His gaze passed over Chu Ci directly, and landed on Leng Ruxue's body.

"The leader of the killer list, cold as snow?"

Zhen Yu Qianye looked at Leng Ruxue, and said in a deep voice, "It is rumored in the Jianghu that you are also a ninth-rank powerhouse!"

"See you today, as expected!"

"I'm also a ninth-level swordsman, so my senses can't go wrong!"

Leng Ruxue wore a bronze Shura ghost mask, making it impossible to see the expression on her face.

"Palace Master Zhen Yu, did you call me here just to say these things?"

Zhen Yu Qianye was startled when she heard the words, and then a smile appeared on her face.

"very good!"

"Linglong wants to learn swords from you, but I didn't approve of it."

"But now it seems interesting!"

Zhen Yu Qianye raised her hand, and a long sword stuck on the wall flew into her hand in an instant.

Clang!

With a shake of his wrist, a crisp sword sound followed.

"Compete with me and let me see what way you practice!"

Leng Ruxue looked at Zhenyu Qianye with cold eyes, was silent for a moment, and raised her hand.

Clang!

The sound of the sword's cry echoed endlessly in the Sword Sharpening Hall.

A plain white long sword as cold as frost and snow flew from the wall into Leng Ruxue's hand.

"Right on my mind!"

The two top sword practitioners confronted each other, and the atmosphere in the Sword Sharpening Hall became chilly.

Zhen Yu Linglong moved quietly and walked to Chu Ci's side.

"Young master Chu, my father is going to fight sister Leng!"

Chu Ci looked at the two people who were confronting each other with swords, and said with a chuckle, "Don't worry, they all have their own measure!"

The worry in Zhen Yu Linglong's eyes did not dissipate, "My father is a sword idiot!"

"If you really fight with all your strength, you don't care what is measured or not!"

Chu Ci raised his eyebrows and said softly, "It's okay, I'll be watching from the side."

Zhen Yu Linglong looked at Chu Ci, and really wanted to say, "Can you intervene in the battle of the ninth-level powerhouse?"

Ding!

The sound of steel colliding broke Zhen Yu Linglong's thoughts.

Zhen Yu Linglong couldn't help looking at the two people in the battle.

Figures flew in the hall, and the sword light shone like the cold and bright moonlight.

Ding!Ding!Ding!

The sound of long swords colliding rang out from time to time, quickly causing afterimages to appear in front of Zhen Yu Linglong's eyes.

Leng Ruxue and Zhen Yu Qianye compressed all the sword intent and sword glow into the long sword in their hands, not letting it escape.

Otherwise, this Sword Grinding Hall will be chopped into pieces by the extremely fierce sword glow in an instant!

Chu Ci rested his palm on the handle of the knife at his waist, flicking his fingers from time to time, and fixed his sharp eyes on the two people who were fighting.

As long as there is a slight omission, Chu Ci will draw a knife and step forward.

Zhenyu Linglong tugged on her sleeve nervously, staring at the two without blinking.

I'm afraid that Zhenyu Qianye or Leng Ruxue will be injured.

In the Sword Grinding Hall, sword lights flew.

The sound of long swords colliding could be heard endlessly.

Chu Ci's palm slowly moved away from the handle of the knife.

Because Chu Ci could see that the battle between the two had changed from a competition to a demonstration of swordsmanship.

Clang!

A sword cry echoed in the hall of the Sword Grinding Hall.

Leng Ruxue and Zhen Yu Qianye stopped their hands together, and the long sword vibrated in their hands.

After a while, Zhen Yu Qianye let out a long breath.

"Miss Leng, your swordsmanship is of the utmost love and nature, I admire it!"

Leng Ruxue raised her hand and swung the long sword in her hand into the wall again.

"Palace Master Zhen Yu's swordsmanship is indomitable, which is also admirable!"

After Leng Ruxue finished speaking, she came straight behind Chu Ci.

Seeing this scene, Zhen Yu Qianye couldn't help shaking her eyebrows.

"Miss Leng, those who cultivate swords have their own arrogance!"

"Why do you stay behind?"

Leng Ruxue didn't answer, Chu Ci laughed directly.

Putting his palm on the handle of the knife at his waist, Chu Ci said softly, "Palace Master Zhenyu wants to know? How about a discussion?"

"Heh!" Zhen Yu Qianye chuckled lightly upon hearing this.

"Master Chu is only at the seventh level of martial arts, and you want to compete with me?"

Chu Ci smiled nonchalantly, "I only have one knife!"

Zhen Yu Qianye looked at Chu Ci for a moment, and the long sword in his hand trembled slightly.

"it is good!"

"Take a step back and count me as loser!"

Chapter 346 Haori and Changhe

Imperial Sword Palace, Sword Grinding Hall.

Zhen Yu Qianye's wrist shook slightly, and the long sword made a sound like a dragon chant.

Clang!

The lingering sound echoed endlessly in the hall.

The sharp sword intent shrouded Zhenyu Qianye's body, causing the surrounding air to slightly distort.

Chu Ci narrowed his eyes slightly, and a bright sword light flashed in his eyes.

The seventh floor of the Forging Dragon Court is in full swing!

The fifth level of Taixu Saber Technique, understand clearly in the heart!

The third floor of Ziqi Chaoyang Conception, the sun is rising!

hum!

An extremely sharp saber intent emerged from Chu Ci's body, shaking the surrounding void and making low noises.

Zhen Yu Linglong's face turned pale in an instant, and she couldn't help taking a few steps back.

Looking up at Chu Ci's back, Zhen Yu Linglong's eyes revealed a hint of shock!

Is this his strength?

Just the radiance of the momentum has already made it difficult for me to breathe!

Zhen Yu Linglong opened her mouth and breathed heavily, as if a boulder was being pressed against her chest!

"interesting!"

Zhen Yu Qianye looked at Chu Ci squarely, and the long sword in his hand changed his posture.

hum!

Drawn by Chu Ci's sword intent, Zhen Yu Qianye also exuded a sharp sword intent.

Ka Ka Ka Ka...

Chu Ci pressed the jaw of the knife with his thumb, and slowly pulled out the long knife at his waist.

With the sword in hand, the sword intent on Chu Ci's body became more and more fierce and glaring!

"Palace Master Zhen Yu!"

Chu Ci looked at Zhenyu Qianye, and said in a deep voice, "I will go all out for this knife!"

A smile appeared on the corner of Zhen Yu Qianye's mouth, and the long sword in his hand turned slightly.

"I said, take a step back and I will lose!"

"very good!"

Zhen Yu Qianye's arrogance made Chu Ci couldn't help but clenched the handle of the knife.

Woo!

A gust of wind that came from nowhere swept across the Sword Sharpening Hall.

The gust of wind blew the hem of Chu Ci's clothes, making a rattling sound.

In the next second, Chu Ci held up the long knife in his hand.

A golden glow suddenly bloomed on the blade, like a rising sun, which made people dare not look directly at it!

Dayi Hengkong rammed towards Zhenyu Qianye with an invincible posture.

Clang!