"Are you a subordinate of Fenghuo Liancheng?" Chu Zhaonan asked.

Ping An shook his head.

"Then why are you blocking my way?"

Ping An shook his head again and joked: "The road is right here, no one will stop you. The only one who stops you is yourself."

"What’s wrong with you?"

Lu Zhu looked at Chu Zhaonan and felt extremely incredible.

He was not so nervous when facing Gua Geluo, who had a weapon in hand, but he was so vigilant in front of this young man.

Of course she wouldn't understand, because she had never practiced swordsmanship, and she couldn't feel the strong sword intent emanating from Ping An's body.

Chu Zhaonan had always felt that what he held in his hand was the only peerless magic weapon in the world, and Ping An was just standing there casually, but he felt as if the other party was a peerless magic weapon.

A weapon sharper than the Wandering Dragon Sword.

Chu Zhaonan took three steps forward, sweat already dripping from his forehead.

Only those who use the sword can feel this heaviness. The oppression from Ping An is the oppression of the sword.

"Bah!" Ping An spit out the straw in his mouth.

With a soft sound, Chu Zhaonan had drawn out the Wandering Dragon Sword. The sword energy reverberated, and the Wandering Dragon Sword made a crisp sound like a rattlesnake.

Chu Zhaonan's sword pierced Ping'an, and at the moment of contact, Ping'an's figure moved away like a ghost.

The sword in his hand responded to the Wandering Dragon Sword.

In Luzhu's eyes, he only saw two figures swinging back and forth, followed by the sound of swords.

After taking the forbidden drug, Ping An's internal strength was enough to drive out his sword intention, but this sword technique was no longer purely Dugu Nine Swordsmanship or Phantom Sword Technique, but incorporated his unique understanding of the way of swordsmanship, and he could combine every move at will.

Bring it into play.

Every time the Youlong Sword and Ping An's sword collided, there would be a crisp sound. When the two swords finally connected, the Youlong Sword vibrated violently.

The two copper beads in the guard of the bronze sphere made a loud clatter, and the sword energy surged. Chu Zhaonan shook his backhand, and the sword in Ping An's hand was just an ordinary soldier after all, and it was broken directly.

This Youlong Sword is indeed the best weapon in the world!

Seeing that the opponent's sword was broken, Chu Zhaonan breathed a sigh of relief, but he did not dare to take an inch further.

Ping An was holding a broken sword, but Chu Zhaonan only felt that the other side was sharper.

He has never encountered such a swordsman, not even Master Huiming can reach this level.

"He is worthy of being the best striker in the world." Ping An looked at the broken sword and said thoughtfully.

Chu Zhaonan's swordsmanship was naturally no match for him, but the sharpness of the Wandering Dragon Sword was unstoppable.

Ping An threw away the broken sword with a smile, scratched his head, "You go."

Chu Zhaonan took Lv Zhu's hand and was about to leave, but heard Ping An say: "You can leave if you want, but you can't take this woman away."

"Why? Who are you?"

Chu Zhaonan felt that his martial arts skills were no less than those of Fenghuo Liancheng, especially his swordsmanship. But he was so young. Is there really a genius in this world?

"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is that the woman you took away will eventually harm you."

Chu Zhaonan shook his head: "Madman."

He ignored it and pulled Luzhu away, but he felt a sharp killing intent for a while.

Turning around, he saw a bald man standing at the end of the corridor. He was holding a sword with a ghost head. It was Feng Huo Liancheng.

Chu Zhaonan tightened his grip on the Wandering Dragon Sword.

Feng Huo Liancheng stepped forward, looked at Lu Zhu, then at Chu Zhaonan, and finally his eyes fell on Ping An.

"You're fine."

After Fenghuo Liancheng finished speaking, he rushed towards Chu Zhaonan with his knife in hand.

The Youlong sword collided with Fenghuo Liancheng's sword. It only took three rounds, but he was defeated by half a step.

Fenghuo Liancheng is indeed a master, but Chu Zhaonan is not on the same level as him, at least not yet.

At this time, a burst of colored smoke suddenly burst out in the sky outside the city. This was the signal for the Seven Swords to retreat.

Chu Zhaonan took a few steps back, glanced at Luzhu, and said softly in Korean: "Wait for me, I will come back to find you."

Before Lu Zhu could reply, Chu Zhaonan stepped away.

Fenghuo didn't even chase the city, and Luzhu collapsed on the ground in despair.

This man gave her hope, but at the most critical moment, he abandoned him.

Feng Huo Liancheng approached Lu Zhu, held her chin, and said coldly: "I said, you are mine, you can't escape."

After saying this, he waved, and several of his men behind him came forward and took her down.

Feng Huo Liancheng walked up to Ping An, clapped his hands and said with a smile: "I saw you right. You are a talent."

Ping An doesn't talk much. This Feng Huo Liancheng has a really weird temper. Sometimes silence is the best response.

"Now that Gua Geluo is dead, the twelve generals have no leader. I plan to let you command the twelve generals and be the deputy commander of Tianmen Village. There are three thousand troops in Tianmen Village, and you can mobilize them as you wish."

Fenghuo Liancheng raised his hands and said excitedly.

Ping An shook his head. He was not stupid, and he naturally knew that this was a test from the war.

"I do not want."

"Then what do you want?" Fenghuo Liancheng asked.

"I want the Seven Swords."

"What?" Fenghuo Liancheng frowned, then smiled and said, "I understand, you are a person who cherishes swords."

A person as young as this boy, but possessing extremely talented swordsmanship, can only be the reincarnation of a sword embryo.

Fenghuo Liancheng believes that such a sword fanatic is only interested in one thing.

Sword.

Whoever can give him a peerless weapon is his benefactor.

Fenghuo Liancheng touched his head and said with a smile: "I understand, I can't give the Seven Swords to you. But there is one thing that you must be interested in. Come with me."

Above the desert, a group of people and horses were galloping.

The man who led this army was none other than Doge Duo, one of the most powerful figures in the Qing Dynasty.

His army is responsible for leveling the Western Region, but this time, he came to this desert for no other reason.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty, there is a great discovery in the tomb of Lord Blackwater in Loulan!"

In the huge pit, the person responsible for organizing the tomb robbery presented a wooden box, which contained a sword.

Dogdo opened the wooden box and pulled out the golden scabbard, only to see a blood-red curved sword body inside, like a snake, which was very strange.

"Your Majesty, the war is coming!" His subordinates reported.

Dogdo put away his sword. Fenghuo Liancheng came down this time with a few men, but they were all wearing black armor, and only the young man in cloth was particularly conspicuous.

Dogdo couldn't help but look at it a few more times, but the young man had a lazy look on his face.

"Your Majesty, I want double the God of War wine, and I also want your steel cannon!"

Dogdo smiled and said: "I still have something you want, which is information."

His beard was raised like a foreigner.

Fenghuo Liancheng frowned and said sincerely: "Your Majesty, is this information useful to me? If not, I can't even afford a steel cannon."

He continued: "I also have information here."

Dogdo lowered his head and said, "How much?"
Chapter completed!