In those years, the cultivators we cut together

The two continued to talk, laugh and move forward, while on the other side, Chen Nianyun, who was also walking with a sword in a dense forest, met a young man in surprise.

"Tan Songlei!"

Chen Nianyun looked at the boy who killed the spirit beast with a sword and shouted: "I didn't expect you to be the first one I met."

Tan Songlei was also a little surprised to see Chen Nianyun, and then looked at Chen Nianyun eagerly.

"Brother Nianyun, I didn't expect us to meet again so soon. Come and draw your sword! Let me see how you can be Brother Lin's adoptive son!"

Hearing this, Chen Nianyun, who ran over happily, froze instantly.

There must be something wrong with this kid. It's an honor to be Lin Xiaolu's adoptive son.

He quickly changed his smiling face, and explained very seriously: "Brother Tan, I'm really not Lin Xiaolu's adopted son, that guy is talking nonsense."

"Brother Nian Yun is humble. Brother Lin and I hit it off right away. I know him well. He is not a person who likes to brag. If you say you are a foster son, you must be a foster son."

Chen Nianyun: ...

This guy is short-sighted!To be fooled into this by Lin Xiaolu!

Just because he took you around a brothel and made you happy, do you trust him so much?What about your pride in Shushan?

Chen Nianyun, who was burning with anger, raised the spirit sword fiercely, and said angrily to the young man in front of him: "It's useless to talk too much! Let me see the mystery of your Shushan sword cultivation today!"

When Tan Songlei heard this, he immediately raised his hand and laughed excitedly: "Brother Nianyun, please!"

The two teenagers stood still in the forest one after another. Chen Nianyun held the sword and gritted his teeth.

He must give this guy from Shushan a good beating today, and then he will give that idiot Lin Xiaolu a good beating in the future.

Compared to his anger, Tan Songlei looked eager to try, holding the sword in his hand and said with a smile: "Shushan——Tan Songlei."

"Emei—Chen Nianyun!"

As soon as the words fell, the two were about to confront each other, and just when they were about to fight, a young man covered in injuries suddenly flew out from the dense forest not far away.

The young man was covered with scars, and as soon as he landed, he couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of bright red, which shocked both Chen Nianyun and Tan Songlei.

"It's a fellow Taoist from Kunlun!" Tan Songlei exclaimed after recognizing the boy's costume.

After Tan Songlei finished speaking, he hurriedly stepped forward to help the boy up, and Chen Nianyun also raised his hand to heal him with spiritual power.

"How are you, Fellow Daoist? Does it matter?"

"Did you get hurt by a spirit beast?"

At this moment, the young man was clutching his chest with a frightened expression on his face. Just as Chen Nianyun and Tan Songlei were about to speak, seven or eight people suddenly jumped out of the forest.

These people were all teenagers with strange blades. After they came out, they all looked at Chen Nianyun and Tan Songlei, and then one of them sneered: "また神州狗が二甲います."

Chen Nianyun:? ? ?

Tan Songlei:? ? ?

Seeing the person coming, the injured boy immediately yelled in pain: "Two fellow Taoists, hurry up, these people are monks from Dongpu."

Chen Nianyun and Tan Songlei looked at each other when they heard the words, and then both raised their swords at the same time and stood up.

When the injured Kunlun monk saw their actions, he immediately became anxious, clutching his chest and screaming: "There are seven of them, hurry up and leave me alone."

Chen Nianyun took a elixir from the Najie and threw it to him, signaling him to heal his wounds with peace of mind, then looked at the seven Dongying monks in front of him, and said with a smile to Tan Songlei:

"Brother Tan, don't you want to compete with me? Why don't we compete... who kills more?"

Tan Songlei was taken aback when he heard the words, and hesitantly said: "Brother Nianyun, I have never killed anyone, so I am definitely no match for you."

"Uh... Actually, I haven't killed him before, but there is always a first time." Chen Nianyun said.

"Well, that's right." Tan Songlei nodded: "Then I will do my best."

At this point, the two young sword cultivators stood with their swords in hand, and a total of seven monks in front of them also pulled out the strange blades at their waists.

The language barrier between the two parties, so there is no nonsense, after a while of quiet staring at each other~

"call!"

Tan Songlei and Chen Nianyun rushed out at the same time, the speed was astonishingly fast, and the swords in their hands also flung handsome sword flowers in their hands!

Muling Sword Jue - Sunset and Journey to End!

Yu Jianshu - Sword Silence Leaves Scars!

The seven Japanese teenagers who were disdainful were shocked when they saw the sword art of these two people.

These are two Foundation Establishment Sword Cultivators!

In the dense forest, Chen Nianyun and Tan Songlei both held swords and rushed towards Dongying monks, their bodies followed like shadows like ghosts, and the sword energy full of spiritual power flew around with the dancing of the swords, and they collided with each other in an instant.

"Chong!"

The blades faced each other, and there was an ear-piercing collision sound. The two swords danced wildly, like a gust of wind and rain, and suppressed the seven Dongpu blades in an instant!

At this moment, the two teenagers were walking side by side. The sword energy hovered around the two of them and continued to spread. They quickly cut down the surrounding towering trees one by one, and forcibly opened up an open area with seven Dongying monks.

In fact, Chen Nianyun himself did not expect that he and Tan Songlei would have such a tacit understanding when they joined hands for the first time. After parrying for a few times, he was forced to retreat steadily by the two of them.

"Shhhhhh!"

During the melee, several spiritual techniques were swung by Dongying cultivators. Tan Songlei's long sword spun and danced in the palm of his hand. Facing each other, they repelled two Dongying monks at the same time, and then Tan Songlei flew in one by one, stabbing one of them with his sword.

Faced with the flank attack of the two men, the seven Dongying monks were constantly hurt. They spoke eagerly to each other in Dongying, and used all the blades in their hands, but they still couldn't stop them!

"Wow!"

There was another sound of piercing through the air, Chen Nianyun teleported and flashed, and the Chi Mu Sword in the Mu Ling Sword Jue suddenly moved, and the body protection charms of several Dongying monks were smashed by the sword, and one of them was stabbed in the shoulder by a sword , blood gushing.

Over there, Tan Songlei flew into the air and turned around. Under the flurry of long sword dancing, the faint blue sword light he danced was scattered, divided into two, divided into four, divided into eight, and swung it with the strength of one person. With all eight sword qi, he overwhelmed the four Dongying monks!

Yujianshu - Wusheng Sword Walk!

The two intersected with each other and injured several people in a row. After a while of retreat, the Dongying cultivator hastily surrounded the two of them and looked at them in horror.

In the arena, Chen Nianyun and Tan Songlei faced a circle of Dongying monks without any fear. They leaned against each other with their backs facing each other, and then raised their swords at the same time.

Mu Ling Sword Art - Mu Xue Fuchen!

Yu Jianshu - Jiuqu Corridor!

The two displayed powerful sword tactics at the same time, and the sword energy full of spiritual power reverberated around and directly created a whirlwind.

And just when the seven Dongpu monks were all terrified and frightened, a dazzling sword light suddenly rushed out from a distance!

"call!"

The ear-piercing whistling sound rushed away the scattered fallen leaves, and saw a thin young man wearing a white robe, with a strange hairstyle, who seemed to be bald, descending from the sky, brandishing a blade and rushing towards Chen Nianyun and Tan Songlei.

The two of them were taken aback when they saw the person who appeared suddenly, then they both raised their swords to face each other, and flew up to face the young man's sword!

The bald boy's knife waved a crimson aura, and at the same time parried the swords of Chen Nianyun and Tan Songlei, and the sword light scattered all over the sky for a while, cutting the ground below with several sword marks.

After all, this bald boy was one against two, so he couldn't resist at all. After a muffled grunt, he managed to push Tan Songlei away, but then he was punched in the face by Chen Nianyun, causing a nosebleed to come out.

"boom!"

The three landed at the same time.

"brush!"

Chen Nianyun and Tan Songlei swung their swords at the same time, and both looked at the young man in front of them.

The boy had a strange hairstyle, bald in the middle, neatly combed on both sides, and a small braid on the back of his head.

The surrounding Dongying monks all knelt down on one knee when they saw him, and shouted in Dongying very respectfully.

Looking at this person, Chen Nianyun and Tan Songlei frowned slightly.

This young man, who looked about their age, was a foundation-builder and a decent swordsman.

In the arena, Chen Nianyun snorted disdainfully. Just as he was about to continue to draw his sword, the man suddenly said:

"I can't think of a sword cultivator in Shenzhou, not bad."

Chen Nianyun was taken aback, this guy can speak Chinese?

Tan Songlei also looked at him in a daze.

In the arena, the boy smiled at them very politely:

"It's a pleasure to meet you in Shimo Nara, Okagawa."