Fat, fat man?

Wang Jinglue's thin lips couldn't help but tremble. He hated people calling him Fatty the most in his life. With his status in the Tang military, even the prince would not call him Fatty so rudely.

What's more, is he fat? Do you understand this is called slightly fat?

There was anger welling up in his eyes, but more importantly, they were solemn.

Because, the moment Xu Chuan appeared, the vitality of heaven and earth within a radius of ten feet became somewhat uncontrollable.

The battle between practitioners, especially telepathy masters, is about the strength of telepathy and the control of the vitality of heaven and earth.

If there is no vitality of heaven and earth, the mind master is like a tiger with its teeth pulled out. It looks fierce but has no lethality at all.

However, it is impossible for ordinary practitioners to seize control of the vitality of heaven and earth from others.

Because even if it is only ten feet away, compared to the human body, the vitality of heaven and earth is huge.

It is impossible for one person to control all the vitality of heaven and earth within ten feet.

Moreover, he did not feel the fluctuations of the other party's telepathy at all. The vitality of the world did not seem to be induced by it, but actively wanted to break away from his control and fall into the other party's arms.

Wang Jinglue's eyes darkened slightly and he asked aloud: "Who are you?"

Xu Chuan stood still and did not answer his question. He just said calmly: "You are in the Dongxuan realm, so I will kill you with the Dongxuan realm."

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand, and the green steel sword belonging to Chao Xiaoshu that Wang Jinglue had just shot down fell into his hand with a whoosh.

All kinds of martial arts passed through his mind one by one, and finally settled on two green snake-like sword lights.

He looked at Wang Jinglue and smiled and said: "Wang Jinglue, right? I heard that you claim to be invincible even if you know your fate, so I used the skills of a great swordsman." He whispered: "This sword is called the Green Snake with Two Sleeves."

As soon as the words fell, the vitality of heaven and earth suddenly arrived, and an unsteady green sword light rose instantly from the sword body.

The sword energy is strong and the sword intention is strong.

Wang Jinglue subconsciously took half a step back.

Behind Xu Chuan, Chao Xiaoshu looked at the sword light that was hesitating like a green snake with fascination, and his heart was greatly touched.

Seeing this sword light, he was shocked to realize how vulgar his sword-wielding methods had been over the years.

He couldn't help but admire: "What a wonderful sword move."

Xu Chuan held out his sword, and the sword energy instantly surged several feet, shooting straight towards Wang Jinglue.

Wang Jinglue bit his crown and raised his hands to make gestures. In an instant, raindrops shot up around him, forming layers of barriers in front of him.

A series of horrifying neighing sounds sounded from the blue sword energy. The sword energy was hesitating as if it had consciousness. During the swing, it was like a cook trying to unwind an ox, hitting the weak points of the barrier again and again.

Before Wang Jinglue had time to react, the sword energy surged through the layers of barriers. Suddenly, his whole body was knocked out, directly smashing the carriage behind him into pieces, and finally fell heavily into a pile of broken wood.

"puff!"

He lay half-up on the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood. His whole body was soaked by the rain, and he could no longer get up.

Wang Jinglue's small eyes were full of shock and disbelief.

That sword, both in terms of strength and speed, was mysterious, but it defeated him in an instant, who was said to be an invincible master of telepathy.

Compared to the injuries on his body, the blow to his soul was more terrifying than ever.

The self-confidence built up over more than twenty years suddenly collapsed.

He looked at the figure in white under the rain curtain, his lips trembled and he wanted to say something, but he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

Xu Chuan did not continue to pay attention to Wang Jinglue, who was defeated by his sword. He looked around and said to himself: "Why don't you come out now?"

Now that he is here today, it is naturally impossible for him to be satisfied with a mere great telepathic master in the Dongxuan Realm. Rather than Wang Jinglue, who claims to be invincible under his command, he wants to see the strength of the world's number one talisman master.

The corner of his mouth curled up slightly. Since this old guy won't come out, just force him to come out.

He whispered: "Kneel down, the One Sword Immortal!"

As soon as the sword was lifted, the heavy rain in the sky was caught by the sword, instantly forming an astonishing waterspout.

As soon as the sword came out, the waterspout surged away. In an instant, the rain in the sky stopped, and the rain did not fall but rose.

This shocking and counter-intuitive scene stunned Ning Que and Sangsang. Zhuoer had already lost the ability to speak. Even Chao Xiaoshu looked amazed and touched.

Under the waterspout, Wang Jinglue looked confused, and his pale lips were trembling with blood.

Before this trip, he never thought that he would suddenly face a life and death crisis.

He was unable to fight anymore under the attack of the Two-Sleeved Green Snake just now, and this sword completely wiped out all his chance of survival.

All the pride and confidence that I had once completely turned into despair and fear at this moment, and there was no more luck.

At this moment, a sigh sounded from nowhere, and countless vitality of heaven and earth quietly fluctuated, outlines of mysterious traces in front of Wang Jinglue.

This is a talisman, a divine talisman.

The raging waterspout slammed into this magical talisman. The waterspout quickly dispersed, and the talisman was already glowing with light, firmly protecting Wang Jinglue behind him.

In the alley, a thin old Taoist priest was about to come forward and explain that he came here tonight not for Wang Jinglue, but to protect Xiaoshu.

It's just that the monks of the Yuelun Kingdom, the swordsmen of the Southern Jin Dynasty, and the old men of the military department, these people will die when they die, but Wang Jinglue is after all an extremely outstanding and powerful practitioner among the young people of the Tang Dynasty, with unlimited potential, and may even become a great master in the realm of knowing fate.

As a practitioner, you should take care of yourself.

However, just after Xu Chuan's sword fell, he raised another sword. He knew the identity of the old Taoist priest and his origin, and this sword was originally prepared for the opponent.

At this moment, he no longer hid, and the aura of the fate-knowing realm was instantly exposed.

"Knowing fate?"

Wang Jinglue exclaimed at the same time towards Xiaoshu and the old Taoist priest.

The next moment, surging sword intent rose up between heaven and earth.

The weapons that had just fallen to the ground in the Spring Breeze Pavilion immediately gathered towards Xu Chuan as if they had been summoned.

The green steel sword in his hand also flew into the air on its own, turning into the core of countless weapons.

The heaven and earth are like furnaces, and the vitality is like fire, quenched by the rain all over the sky. In the blink of an eye, it turns into a stunning sword that lies across the entire Spring Breeze Pavilion.

Xu Chuan laughed loudly and said: "Old senior, this is a sword that opens the gate of heaven. Please appreciate it."

The power of the brilliant sword shook the heaven and earth.

Ning Que and Sang Sang unconsciously clasped their hands, and Ning Que murmured: "Is this the strength of a great cultivator?"

He shook his head at Xiaoshu and said with a bitter smile: "I'm afraid ordinary great practitioners don't have such power."

He is also a top-level Dongxuan who is only one step away from knowing his destiny, and he has also seen some powerful people in the knowing realm take action.

But this momentum is still a bit exaggerated.

Wang Jinglue looked even more confused and absent-minded.

And at the moment when the divine sword was condensed, Li Qingshan, who was in the south gate of Haotian Dao in Chang'an City, immediately opened his eyes, looked towards Chunfeng Pavilion, and said in shock: "Where did this powerful man come from?"

In the academy outside Chang'an City, on the second floor of the library, a quiet female professor who was quietly writing hairpin flowers in small regular script also suddenly looked towards the direction of Chang'an City as if aware of it, frowning slightly, and then

Pay no attention to it anymore and continue to trace the hairpin in your hand.

Elsewhere, in front of a cave where he was sitting quietly, a man wearing a high hair crown suddenly stood up, and the broad ancient sword in his hand kept buzzing.

He looked at Chang'an City with an expression of indescribable joy and fighting spirit.

He said to himself: "Where did this master of swordsmanship come from? His swordsmanship is so great that he may not be defeated by Liu Bai."

...

In Chunfeng Pavilion, the old Taoist whom Xu Chuan called his senior sighed and said, "Well, I've spent half a day drawing tic characters, so it's not like my efforts were in vain."

As soon as he finished speaking, the entire alley seemed to have turned into another world. The rain in the sky and the water on the ground began to tremble crazily. The sky and the ground seemed to be connected in an instant, and all the fine and weak rainwater turned into one.

An extremely sharp knife that cuts everything in this world.

Vaguely, there seems to be a word "well" quietly emerging between heaven and earth.

A clear light appeared in Xu Chuan's eyes. At this moment, this magical talisman was finally fully displayed in front of his eyes.

He smiled and said: "The streets are the foundation, the rain is the ink, Master Yan Se, what a hash mark!"

After saying this, he looked solemn and shouted: "Broken!"

In an instant, the divine sword that stood over the Spring Breeze Pavilion instantly met the rain curtain in the sky, affecting the hash mark that was almost enough to divide the heaven and the earth.

boom!

The vitality rioted, and terrifying fluctuations swept across. This force was so terrifying that even if it broke out in mid-air, it was enough to destroy several streets.

However, at the same time as this power exploded, a clear cry seemed to be heard in Zhuque Tianjie. The next moment, an invisible wave filled the air, and in the blink of an eye, the explosion of power was eliminated, completely confining it to the Spring Breeze Pavilion.

within.

As a result, the rain clouds in the sky became empty, and the fish in Chunfeng Pavilion also stopped inexplicably.

Immediately, there was a crash, and the broken weapons fell to the ground one by one, making a clanging sound.

"The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead. As expected, an old man like me is in trouble."

In the dark alley, Yan Se walked slowly, with an expression that was indescribable.
To be continued...