Chapter 19: Broken arm with one sword! you? no
Jiang Chen was currently stopping in front of a cave.
On the stone tablet at the entrance of the cave, there are several bloody characters:
Forbidden Land! Fairy and Demon Cave!
"No, my wife told me that this is very dangerous and you can't break in."
Jiang Chen shook his head and was about to leave.
"Little brother, come in and take a look."
A hoarse voice came from the Immortal Demon Cave.
At some point at the entrance of the cave, an old woman on crutches appeared.
Her whole body was wrapped in a robe, and even her face was covered with a veil.
Jiang Chen was curious.
At this time, a gust of wind passed by and lifted a corner of the veil.
"Oh my god!"
The face under the veil was covered with cracks.
Not wrinkles, but like broken porcelain that was then glued back together.
Its horror is beyond description in words.
Jiang Chen turned around and ran away.
The old woman didn't say a word, she just looked at the direction Jiang Chen was leaving and kept counting quickly with her fingers.
After a long time, she sighed:
"Chaos appears, and the secrets are difficult to follow. Will this be the person who can save the Holy Demon Sect from its predicament?"
Boom!
The rolling waterfall fell from a height of 100 meters, filled with water vapor, and a rainbow appeared.
Jiang Chen exhaled a breath and pushed that scary old face out of his mind.
"I'm scared to death. Boys should protect themselves outside."
If you want to protect yourself, start practicing swordsmanship!
The purpose of Jiang Chen's coming out this time was to practice "The Art of Cutting the Sky and Drawing the Sword".
Jiang Chen stood facing the waterfall, with an unknown sword wrapped in an animal skin scabbard in his hand.
Yin!
The sword flashed.
The falling waterfall was torn apart by sword energy.
However, it did not leave any trace on the stone wall.
"Haha, he turns out to be a good guy."
A sarcastic voice came from the side.
This place is at the foot of Sword Dao Peak, and Jiang Chen is not the only one who comes here to practice swordsmanship.
Jiang Chen was too lazy to pay attention and focused on practicing his sword.
"The Technique of Cutting the Sky and Drawing the Sword" has only two styles in total:
the Cutting Style and Drawing the Sword.
The most powerful one is the sky-cutting style. With one strike of the sword, the sky will shatter.
But like "The World in the Palm", this technique consumes a lot of spiritual energy. If used now, Jiang Chen's power can be drained instantly.
On the contrary, the sword drawing style is most suitable for Jiang Chen at present.
Drawing the sword requires drawing the sword quickly and slashing instantly!
It is divided into three moves: Ten Jue Slash, Hundred Jue Slash, and Thousand Jue Slash. The stronger the power, the greater the consumption.
Although Jiang Chen has mastered all the techniques, with his current level of cultivation, he can only unleash the Ten Ultimate Slashes.
Even so, the power of one sword is enough to kill someone in the Tianwu realm!
If you take action suddenly, you can even kill a stronger martial artist in an instant!
Yin!
The sword light tore through the waterfall, leaving a shallow gash on the stone wall behind the water flow.
"Haha, so weak."
Another sneer came from the side. Several sword cultivators laughed at Jiang Chen as if they were watching a novice learn the sword.
Jiang Chen still ignored him.
Ten absolute cuts!
Yin, Yin, Yin...
cold light flashed!
The sword roars to the sky!
Jiang Chen slashed ten swords in a row in the blink of an eye, leaving behind a series of afterimages.
The ten swift sword lights merged into one, instantly tearing apart the waterfall with astonishing force.
There was a loud bang.
A terrifying sword mark was left on the stone wall.
The fallen stone fragments shot out and hit the surrounding tree trunks, making a crackling sound.
The whole place was silent!
Only the rumbling roar of the waterfall echoed the horrified hearts of the disciples:
"What a domineering sword!"
"This brother is good at swordsmanship, but he is a bit unfamiliar."
"Are you a disciple of our Sword Dao Peak?"
The surrounding sword cultivators all cast curious glances.
Jiang Chen's sword just now was too terrifying. Even from a distance, they all felt a huge threat.
Jiang Chen replied calmly:
"I am a disciple of the Holy Demon Sect."
"Oh, not from Sword Dao Peak."
All the sword cultivators shook their heads and lost interest.
Jiang Chen frowned slightly:
Doesn't Sword Dao Peak belong to the Holy Demon Sect?
Are the disciples of Sword Dao Peak not disciples of the Holy Demon Sect?
A familiar figure walked in front of him.
Jiang Chen's eyes flashed, "Stop."
There was a disciple in green with a small sword embroidered on his chest. He was the one who led Jiang Chen to the Heavenly Sacrifice Sword Tomb that day.
"Do you still remember me?"
Jiang Chen asked.
Panic flashed in the Tsing Yi disciple's eyes, "I don't know you."
He walked in a hurry and turned around to leave.
"Let you go?"
Jiang Chen raised his sword to block him.
The Tsing Yi disciple was a little panicked:
"What are you going to do! The disciples of the Holy Demon Sect are amazing, why should they bully our Sword Dao Peak!"
He deliberately raised his voice and looked aggrieved.
"What do you mean, you dare to bully me, Kendo Peak?"
"Don't be afraid, little junior brother, we will seek justice for you!"
Most of the people practicing swordsman around had a small sword embroidered on their chests, representing their status as disciples of Kendo Peak. .
They had long disliked Jiang Chen and gathered around him one after another.
But there were also other disciples who recognized Jiang Chen's identity and came to support him:
"What are you doing? Don't you know this is the ancestor?"
"Ancestor Jiang Chen is also someone you can mess with?"
The Sword Dao Peak disciples couldn't help but laugh:
"Hahaha, Is he Jiang Chen? That good-for-nothing good-for-nothing?"
"A good-for-nothing, I heard he even worked as a slave, can actually marry Youqin Wenying. It's really a wonder in the world!"
The disciples of Sword Dao Peak laughed repeatedly.
Jiang Chen was a little helpless:
It's now, and there are still people who think they are useless.
Don't these swordsmen read the daily news?
The Tsing Yi disciple hid behind a group of sword cultivators, looked at Jiang Chen with a proud look, and even smiled provocatively without fear.
It was this smile that completely cost him his life.
Ten absolute cuts!
The nameless sword suddenly came out of its sheath.
Yin, Yin, Yin...
The terrifying sword roar resounded through the void.
In an instant, Jiang Chen slashed ten swords in a row.
The sword was drawn with such precision and the killing was so ruthless that no one present could react.
The Tsing Yi disciple's eyes widened.
Bang!
The whole body exploded directly!
He couldn't bear the ten sword energies at all and exploded!
"A spy dares to be arrogant in front of me."
Jiang Chen put away his sword and stood up with a calm expression.
It's like doing a trivial thing.
The disciples of Sword Dao Peak were all angry:
"You dare to kill us Sword Dao Peak disciples! You are seeking death!"
"Can Ancestor Jiang Chen bully others? There is no point in being unreasonable anymore!" "Even
if Empress Qin comes, you don't dare to touch the people of Sword Dao Peak! Let Jiang Chen pay for his life with his life!"
All the disciples shouted crazily.
The people behind Jiang Chen couldn't help but feel scared:
none of these sword cultivators were mentally normal.
I never think of myself as a member of the Holy Demon Sect.
Now that the ancestor has killed their disciples, I'm afraid there is nothing they can do...
Jiang Chen looked at the group of sword cultivators as if they were fools at this moment:
"Qin Wenying is here, but I can't kill your people?"
Looking at the leader Jiang Chen, the most arrogant Sword Dao Peak disciple, smiled and said,
"I can kill you without the Empress coming."
The sword flashed.
Blood spurts.
The man's arm holding the sword flew into the air.
ah! !
He screamed repeatedly.
Jiang Chen's long sword was not sheathed, "Cut!"
Blood spurted out, and his broken arm flew up.
"Cut!"
Blood spurted out, and the broken arm flew up.
"Cut, chop, chop, chop!"
Blood flowed like a river, and broken arms rained down.
In the blink of an eye, all the Sword Dao Peak disciples' arms were cut off, and they were howling like ghosts.
Not a single disciple could block Jiang Chen's sword!
"Is Sword Dao Peak raising a bunch of trash like you? Bah."
Jiang Chen spat hard.
"You just stay here and make trouble in front of me if you don't have the strength? I'm from the Demon Sect. If you make me unhappy, the gods will kill you!"
Jiang Chen put away his sword and stood up, looking down at a group of defeated dogs.