The people watching the battle below were a little careless at first, because they could sense that the man in white was too young. Even if he had strong control over spiritual energy, his cultivation limitations were insurmountable by any technique.

Especially Taoist Qingchen, who was slowly flexing his muscles and warming up, preparing to fight Master Man.

However, when they saw the flying knives flying in the sky, everyone was stunned subconsciously.

They once thought that on the top of the mountain, the white-clothed monks were easily killed, or escaped in embarrassment, and blood spread across the sky, opening a bloody chapter for this real showdown.

But I never thought that the man's two swords could dispel Master Man's blow.

Although it was just a casual blow, it was already fatal to ordinary monks.

"Blocked." Mo Dingshan and the three of them breathed a sigh of relief.

"If you can block a move, if you really want to escape, you won't be killed directly."

"Maybe we can really fight back?" Qiao Xuyou said suddenly.

"Um?"

On the top of the mountain, the barbarian master was slightly startled. His already ugly face became even more ugly because of this frown.

That sword of the God of War was simply a masterpiece of fortune.

"I didn't expect that your strength is not weak, and you can actually block it. It seems that you are consecrating the third realm."

"In that case..."

Master Man jumped slightly, his body fell into the grass pavilion, and then he pressed his hands fiercely towards the ground.

The next moment, everyone felt that the air had turned cold, and the last ray of sunlight between heaven and earth disappeared into the horizon. The mountain was dim, and as the light dimmed, the ground on the mountain top continued to crack.

At the end, it flipped upwards and continued to gather, like a sandstorm.

Qi Chen's wrist was slightly bent. This was his first time using a sword to perform the "Forgetting Sword Art".

Forgetting Sword Jue is like calligraphy, it focuses on artistic conception and not many tricks.

He slid the long sword, and the blade crackled.

He headed towards the dust storm in a dashing way, and with every step he took, the long sword buzzed.

The blade of the sword touched the storm, and a stream of sand and dust seemed to be kicked off, shot into the sky, and then slowly dissipated at an altitude of tens of meters.

Going a step further, the stretch of grass was blown away and swept into a puff of sand and dust.

Taking a step further, the gravel slapped on the sword body, making a sound like the grinding teeth of a beast in the darkness.

Qi Chen did not dare to be careless. He was trying his best to display his own way. After all, the opponent was a master. Even if his level was not as good as his, the intensity of his spiritual energy could directly crush him.

The terrible storm was like firewood, being chopped thinner and thinner with sword after sword.

Each of his attacks was controlled very well, without wasting any spiritual energy or power. This is what Qi Ling always warned Qi Chen.

No one knows how long the battle will last, so the control of one's own spiritual energy must be meticulous.

"It's not the enlightenment realm, he

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He is already able to make spiritual energy leave his body, and he is already in the realm of a master!"

Below, Master Qingchen spoke word by word, his eyes shining brightly.

And as he said these words, the surrounding area quickly became quiet, and there was a deathly silence.

How had they ever thought that there would be such a young master? Is this person over thirty years old?

However, this sentence was said by another master, and they saw it with their own eyes, even if they didn't believe it.

They came here today originally to watch the former genius Master Man, but who would have thought that another genius would appear.

An extremely young master.

When thinking of this, those people from the big forces suddenly became short of breath. This mysterious Master Qi has obviously never appeared in the monk circle, so he probably has not joined any force. If there is a chance to invite...

Many people have already begun to make plans in their minds.

"Grandmaster?"

"How could he be a grandmaster?" Xue Zi, the few people present who knew Qi Chen's identity, were all stunned.

Especially Hu Feng, knowing Qi Chen's true age, his hands couldn't help but tremble at this moment.

"The spiritual energy leaving the body is very much like the realm of a master. This, this, this..." He was dumbfounded.

"Perhaps, there are some extremely terrifying skills. Yes, that must be the case. He knows the Qiao family, and the Qiao family has a good relationship with the maintenance office. Maybe he has really obtained such a level of skills!"

Hu Feng didn't believe it, and this reason was tenable.

On the other hand, Fang Zuyang and others had such expressions on their faces.

"Master Qi can write such calligraphy, how could he not become a master? He is just too young..." Butler Lin sighed.

"Perhaps he is younger than the Military God back then..."

Fang Zuyang felt hot in his heart: "Steward Lin, being young is a good thing. It may be difficult for us to win over those scheming people, but if Master Qi is so young, it will be easier to deal with."

He believes that monks are also human beings. The younger they are, the more they are immune to vulgarity. There will always be someone who likes money, power and sex.

However, Qi Chen may seem simple and unrestrained, but only he knows that he puts great care into every sword strike and spends a lot of effort.

This situation cannot last forever.

His tiger's mouth had been shocked to the point of bleeding, and it looked like a piece of dry land full of ravines.

Blood slipped.

"As expected, he is the grand master." Qi Chen frowned. The opponent was not good at close combat, so he had been fighting him from a distance.

"I thought I picked a weak persimmon, but I didn't expect that you have already entered the realm of a master, or have some powerful skills."

Master Man gave a sinister laugh, but he remained calm, just like that thatched pavilion that would never fall down.

Stupid!

He took out a long knife from his waist.

The knife is very strange. The blade is actually red, like a man-eating mouth.

Whoosh!

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He flew towards Qi Chen. This time, Qi Chen was shocked. This guy was not bad at close combat.

The knife was gray and blood-red, with an indescribable weird feeling. It seemed simple, but in fact it was extremely fast and its trajectory was exquisite, as if it had cut through layers of the emperor's armor.

The light of the sword left a shadow in the sky, and a waning moon was already in the sky. At this time, everyone saw in a trance that the waning moon seemed to have turned blood red.

Qi Chen's pupils shrank and he suddenly resisted, but his sword was cut off by the opponent before it reached the point of exerting force.

As a result, it was extremely uncomfortable, and ten percent of the force, five points of it, seemed to have hit his body.

The expression on his face changed suddenly, and under the pressure of Master Man, he retreated again and again.

This is skill and experience, accumulated over decades, rather than a quick success like Qi Chen's. Even if Qi Chen has many opportunities, it will be difficult to make up for it.

When the knife fell, the surrounding rocks exploded.

With a slash, Qi Chen's sword roared, as if it could not withstand such an impact, and cracks appeared on the sword.

The sword was like a dragon probing its head, Qi Chen quickly moved the sword to his chest, and the huge force came from him, causing his arm to retreat a bit.

The tip of the knife touched the sword body and hit Qi Chen's chest hard.

Click, click, click!

Qi Chen's face turned pale, and he seemed to hear the sound of bones in his chest breaking.

The tingling pain spreads to the brain and stimulates the whole body.

On the top of the mountain, only the sound of whistling knives could be heard, and only the elusive figure of Master Man could be seen.

A fleeting glimpse, the transformation of light and heavy, at your fingertips.

People have to admire that this former genius monk is indeed not simple. Even when facing opponents of the same level, he does not fall behind at all.

Boom!

A streak of blood-gray sword light passed by Qi Chen's ear, and then chopped off a corner of the mountaintop.

"Have the opportunity!"

When Qi Chen saw that the opponent's attack was too hard, he immediately reacted and moved his sword from bottom to top, breaking through the resistance of the air and heading towards Master Man's abdomen.

However, at this moment, another sword fell from Master Man's left sleeve, as dark as night and as bright as the moon.

That knife easily blocked Qi Chen's sword.

Following the inertia, Master Man was like a flying swallow, with his toes connecting in the air, walking leisurely, turning around slightly, landing on the grass pavilion, standing on one foot, like the willow swaying in the cold wind, there was a saying

Unparalleled elegance.

boom!

At this moment, the long sword in Qi Chen's hand suddenly broke.

This expensive long sword has excellent quality, but now it is broken, and it is not broken in two with one sword, but like a biscuit that was smashed into pieces, and was swept away by the wind on the mountain.

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"Is this the Grandmaster?" Qi Chen was shocked.

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