Chapter 8: : The holy sword of scratching

　　 "Choose a disciple of the sword?"
　　 Murong Xuan looked at Madman Chu and muttered.
Do not know why.
　　He has a feeling that the movement of the holy sword is because of this person.
　　In addition to the other party's otherworldly temperament, he couldn't help but glanced at the other person more, his eyes showing a bit of dignity and curiosity.
　　 The madman of Chu has come within the hundred feet of the holy sword.
　　 The sword intent domain is already shrouded in him.
　　Unexpectedly, these sword intents did not affect him in the slightest, as if the spring breeze was blowing on his face, but instead made him feel comfortable.
　　 The madman of Chu approached step by step and walked towards the holy sword.
　　 Baizhang, which is more than three hundred meters.
　　 After a while, Madman Chu left for the most part.
　　 Murong Xuan held Chi Lian, his eyes widened.
what's the situation?
　　 He walked extremely hard in the sword intent domain, but the person in front of him was very relaxed, like walking in a leisurely courtyard. The difference is too big.
　　 Murong Xuan looked at the other holy swords.
　　 found that these holy swords trembled more severely.
　　 Like a person, very excited.
　　 rely on me.
　　 These holy swords are not deliberately released!
　　 Murong Xuan suddenly had this absurd idea in his mind.
　　 The Holy Sword has been in Jianshan for so many years, and there are countless practitioners who want to come here to gain their approval, but they have never seen the Holy Sword weaken the pressure of the sword too much, and treat any monk equally.
　　 Can you release water on Madman Chu now?
　　 "No, it's impossible."
　　 Murong Xuan swallowed, feeling a little weird.
　　 And several Daozi in the sky were also dumbfounded.
　　 "I heard that this person is an exquisite sword heart with nine orifices and no upper Taoist body. When I awakened, all the swords in Jianshan went to worship. I didn't believe this rumor. It seems that this is probably true."
　　 "Damn, is Jiuqiao Linglong Jianxin so unreasonable?"
　　 "The supreme Taoist body is awesome."
　　…………
　　 The madman of Chu easily crossed the Baizhang sword intent domain, first glanced at Murong Xuan, then slightly narrowed his eyes.
　　 No way, isn't the other party wearing a few small solar energy dazzling?
　　 He nodded slightly at the other party, "Hello, brother."
　　Master... Junior brother? ?
　　 Murong Xuan was a little stunned.
　　He is a dignified Daozi, second only to the elder and the master in Xuantian Sect. No one has ever called him a junior.
"Do you know who I am?"
　　 Murong Xuan's face became a little cold.
　　 "I know, Daozi Murongxuan."
　　 The madman Chu nodded. He had seen each other several times before, but at that time the other party didn't even notice him as an outer disciple.
　　 "If you know, how dare you call me that!"
　　 "Because I am the new chief disciple Chu Madman, you should call me Senior Brother." Chu Madman said lightly.
　　 Then, he looked at the holy swords on the bluestone.
　　 As if he had noticed Madman Chu's gaze, a few holy swords flew out of the bluestone automatically and came to him.
　　 Even the Chi Lian Sword that Murong Xuan had so hard to obtain trembled, and he broke free of Murong Xuan's hand and flew towards Madman Chu.
　　 Nine holy swords hovered around the madman of Chu, blooming with brilliant sword light, and the runes flowed one after another, which was extremely gorgeous.
"How could this be!"
　　 Murong Xuan couldn't believe it.
　　 The holy sword that he finally surrendered didn't even cover the heat, so he ran up to others and ‘scratched his head’?
　　 That's right, the feeling that Murong Xuan gave to Murong Xuan with these holy swords was that he was scratching his head, hoping to attract the attention of Madman Chu.
　　If these holy swords can speak...
　　 That must be yelling ‘choose me’ and ‘choose me quickly’ now.
　　 The few Taoists in the sky are also shocked.
　　 "It's too exaggerated."
　　 "Is this still the holy sword in our knowledge?"
　　 "Damn, don't even the holy sword look at your face?"
In their cognition, the holy sword is aloft and inviolable. It is a kind of ignorant to anyone, even the Sect Master of Xuan Tianzong, but now it is all around Chu Madman like a courtship Like a peacock, I do my best to show off my beauty, glory...
　　 Murong Xuan's face was cloudy and uncertain, and his face was unhappy.
　　 Damn, I'm so handsome!
　　 He worked hard to cultivate, and finally moved the Holy Sword Chilian, but now he saw Madman Chu and ran over to show his courtesy.
　　 All his efforts are like a joke.
　　 The things he pursues so hard are within easy reach.
　　 Thinking of this, Murong Xuan's Dao heart is almost unstable.
　　Don't talk about him, the Taoists in the sky can't bear it.
　　 But Madman Chu has no plans to take care of the emotions of a few Daozi at this time. He looked at the nine holy swords with a little tangled face.
　　 Which one should I choose?
　　 Take it all?
　　 Just kidding, his master must not kill him.
　　 Besides, he is not so greedy.
　　 Chu madman tangled.
　　 As everyone knows, his tangled expression fell in the eyes of several Daozi but it was another crit attack on them.
　　 This is a holy sword. Most practitioners in the world have not even seen it before, but Madman Chu is wondering which one to choose?
　　 "People are really more popular than people."
　　 A Taoist grinned helplessly.
　　 After a while.
　　 The madman of Chu looked at a holy sword that was white as jade, crystal clear, and carved with fine patterns.
　　 It seemed that Madman Chu was looking at him, and the White Jade Sacred Sword became even more excited. The brilliance of his body was flowing, and countless runes appeared.
　　 The rest of the holy swords were anxious, and they kept releasing their sword intent.
　　 even teamed up to suppress the white jade holy sword.
　　 seems to want to take the opportunity to show his strength.
　　 Ke Chu Madman's eyes still stayed on the white jade holy sword, he stretched out his hand and interacted with the white jade holy sword, "Come on."
　　嗖......
　　 The White Jade Sacred Sword flew into the palm of Madman Chu in an instant, docilely and docilely converging his sword intent~EbookFREE.me~ for fear of hurting Madman Chu in the slightest.
　　 Chu Madman's fingers stroked the blade of the white jade holy sword, like a white jade sword carved in warmth.
　　 This is a very gorgeous sword, so gorgeous that one might even think that it is actually an ornament.
　　 But the madman of Chu could perceive the infinite edge and sharp sword intent contained in this sword body, which could tear the sky apart.
　　 At the sword and 锷, two small characters are carved.
　　 "Kunwu..." Madman Chu said, and the holy sword Kunwu in his hand also trembled twice, seeming to be responding.
　　 Chu Madman smiled, "It's you."
As soon as 　　's words fell, the remaining holy swords continued to release their sword intent, as if they wanted Madman Chu to change his mind.
　　 But the madman of Chu has already spotted Kunwu, these holy swords are all about the same power, but Kunwu has the highest value. Which one is not to choose?
　　 "Okay, go back!"
　　 The Madman Chu looked at the rest of the holy sword and waved his hand.
　　 Seeing that he had made up his mind, even if the other holy swords were unwilling to do so, they had no choice but to go back ‘unhappy’ and plug them into the bluestone.
　　 Chi Lian returned to Murong Xuan's hands.
　　 But Murong Xuan at this moment, he didn't mean much to be happy.
　　 He felt that he was a spare tire.
　　 Chu Madman won't get his turn until he doesn't want it.
　　 This feeling made him very uncomfortable, and he was very aggrieved.
　　 "You are the new chief disciple Chu Madren."
　　 Murong Xuan said while holding the Chi Lianjian tightly.
　　 "Yes, it's me."
　　 "Very well, I heard that the new chief has no Taoist style, today I want to learn it, please!" Murong Xuan said lightly.
　　 He always felt suffocated in his heart, and it was uncomfortable not to vent, and he also wanted to see the strength of Madman Chu.