Chapter 1693: , Zhujianxian

Shangguan Huan raised his hands to grab the fierce sword. Although the sword was caught, his palm was cut in more than three inches, and blood gurgled out.
"Come here!"
Shangguan Huan grabbed the blade firmly with one hand, and suddenly grabbed Chen Ping's neck with the other.
Chen Ping wouldn't let people grasp the key so easily. A pillar of soil was raised to block Shangguanhuan's claws, and at the same time he used his sword to lift the four fingers of his left hand.
It may be because of the Ancestral Dragon bloodline, Shangguan Huan did not appear to be very painful because of this, and laughed and said: "I think you can escape how many times!"
This Ancestral Dragon’s bloodline’s recovery ability is indeed strong, Shangguan Huan took the severed finger and pressed it again. In just a few breaths, the cross-section of it no longer bleeds.
A dragon chant came out from Shangguan Huan's mouth, and the sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, and the storm was about to come.
Chen Ping did not expect that this inadequately pure Ancestral Dragon bloodline could also call the wind and rain.
For a moment, thunder and lightning flashed, and a falling thunder struck Chen Ping.
Chen Ping got up and avoided, only to see the falling thunder hit the ground and exploded a big pit.
I couldn't spend it with him anymore, as the denser lightning fell, the unicorn imprint on Chen Ping's forehead glowed fiery red.
Seeing this, Shangguan Huan was stunned and shook his head and questioned Chen Ping, "Aren't you from Bai Ze!? How come there is the imprint of the Kylin royal family!"
"I never said that I was a member of the Bai Ze imperial family."
In the words, Chen Ping's body was already wrapped in flames, and the flames gradually turned into the appearance of a unicorn. The raindrops had already evaporated before they could get close to Chen Ping.
A bolt of thunder hit the Qilin Fireman's head impartially, but this only caused him to tilt his head slightly.
The mysterious person not far away opened his umbrella and continued to watch the matchup with relish.
Shangguan Huan's eyes grew colder and colder, gritted his teeth and said, "This will make you even more unable to keep you."
"It seems that you still don't understand the current situation." Chen Ping said calmly.
After all, Chen Ping rushed forward like a cannonball.
Shangguan Huan, who was too late to escape, had to let Chen Ping's fist smash his chest, and then felt himself flying upside down and knocking down a bamboo forest.
"Smash your heart and see what you can do to recover."
Chen Ping shouted!
Although this Ancestral Dragon bloodline has strong recovery ability, it can't be reborn from the flames like the Fire Phoenix bloodline. This injury is enough to kill Shan Guan Huan directly.
Unexpectedly, Shangguan Huan, whose strength gap was so obvious, fell down with unwillingness and surprise in his eyes. Before the attack, he was thinking about how to fight back in the next step, but he couldn't even bear this blow.
Originally, Chen Ping Qilin didn't have such a strong attack power, but he tried to attach a sword intent to his fist, which was somewhat similar to a nondescript fist intent.
Chen Ping dissipated the flames, and the same symptoms as the last time appeared. After a short period of dizziness, he still stood firm. This time he was not exhausted as much as before, and he would not experience the state of exhaustion last time.
Shangguan Huan died, and the dark clouds in the sky gradually dissipated. The mysterious man in the distance walked over the bamboo forest. Every step seemed to have a very strong sword intent bonus.
Originally in the bamboo forest, Chen Ping couldn't see his appearance clearly, but now that he was near, Chen Ping could see his appearance clearly.
The appearance of this mysterious man is no different from an ordinary old man, except for his beard and eyebrows, and a silver-white beard that grows from his chin. The beard is about to reach his belly, and his eyebrows are like silver swords.
Wearing a robe, you can feel his thin body as soon as the wind blows.
Chen Ping bowed his head and said respectfully: "Chen Ping, pay homage to seniors."
"The old man sees that you have achieved a certain degree in sword practice. I have a sword skill. I don't know if you want to learn it." The old man asked with a smile.
"Senior, please enlighten me!" Chen Ping bowed.
"Let's change place." The old man said with his eyes closed.
The scene around the two of them changed like a revolving lantern, and finally they were fixed next to a small stone pavilion with a few strong bamboos growing beside it.
The old man took Chen Ping into the long pavilion, and said to Chen Chen: "I see your swordsmanship is great and there is a subtle subtlety in it. Although it is great, the moves are not partial to what you think. Don't rely."
"My sword technique is called "Opening and Closing Sword Technique". It was created by me in the early years of traveling through mountains and rivers and watching the world. This sword technique can only be mastered by people with an open mind. If you are a narrow-minded person Acquiring it will surely lead to confusion."
After all, the old man placed his hand on top of Chen Ping's head and directly conveyed his sword skills.
A villain who was practicing sword suddenly appeared in Chen Ping's mind, whose sword power changed just like the title of the book.
"There are five chapters in this swordsmanship, including the Moon Sword, the Mountain Splitting Sword, the Sun Stabbing Sword, the Sultry Sword, and the Sword of Love. You can even open a mountain rift when you practice it.
Next, the old man was like a lonely old man, pulling Chen Ping and telling him a lot of his youth experience.
Chen Ping also had some guesses about his identity. But after so many years, what is left should be just a strand of broken consciousness.
"It's getting late, it's time to send you back."
The old man just wanted 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've long forgotten my name, but everyone else calls me Zhujianxian."
The old man had been wearing a long slender bamboo sword around his waist, and he turned into white smoke and dispersed.
The situation beside him changed again.
In the stone wall passage, everyone saw the stone gate slowly opening, and they all got up and looked forward to it. Elder Wang was even more solemn, after all, it would be better for both of them to be safe and sound.
After Shimen was fully opened, a figure popped up, and Chen Ping stopped in shape. Then everyone realized that the handsome and tired man before, but what about the other person?
Everyone was puzzled.
"Where is Shangguanhuan?"
"Why haven't seen him come out yet."
"..."
Someone whispered, "I won't die in it."
Before everyone could figure out the situation, the mist inside the stone gate gradually dispersed, revealing its original appearance, and a sword was inserted into the stone in the center of the room.
Seeing that there was no corpse of Shangguanhuan in the room, Chen Ping was sure that he had been left in the bamboo forest, so he turned to everyone and said, "Brother Shangguan continued to go deep. I came back here because I lost. "
"Let me just say, how can Shangguan Huan be so strong you can lose."
"That's right, the title of Imperial City Little Wind Demon is not for nothing."
"..."
Chen Ping knew that there were still many members of the Zulong royal family in this group, so it was better to be cautious.
The people who were relieved of their doubts entered the room and found that there was a black stele on the side of the stone full of swords, with the four small characters of kendo talent carved on it.
The sword on this stone could not be pulled out even by everyone.
Until the blood of a wounded accidentally rubbed against the black stele, the blood stains gradually disappeared as if absorbed.
At this time, two characters with a faint radiance gradually appeared next to the word on the stele: Sipin.