Outside Ziyun Hall, on the martial arts battle platform.

Xiao Chen stood in confrontation with Pei Qingyi, a disciple of the Sword Palace.

Both of them looked calm.

Of course, this was just Xiao Chen's thought. Pei Qingyi didn't think so. At this time, he looked at Xiao Chen with a sharp look. It was the unique sharpness of the sword cultivator. What Xiao Chen said and did today made the disciples of the Sword Palace unhappy. In his eyes, the Sword Palace of the Holy Academy is not as good as the Jingxiao Sword Palace?

It's simply fart! The Holy Academy is the First Academy of the Divine Realm.

Among them, the eight palaces are also extremely impressive when they are taken into the divine realm.

Xiao Chen had only been out for a year of practice, but he turned his elbow out and helped Jingxiao Sword Palace to mock the Holy Academy Sword Palace?

How could he agree?

He is a disciple of the Sword Palace of the Holy Academy.

In his eyes, the Holy Academy Sword Palace is the orthodox kendo.

Not only him, but all the disciples in the Holy Academy Sword Palace think so. In their eyes, the Holy Academy Sword Palace is absolutely top-notch. How can Jingxiao Sword Palace be compared with it? However, in their eyes, the sects that are not as good as Xiao Chen's eyes are so high-ranking. They really disdain for this.

As for Dongfang Mingliang who lost to Xiao Chen, it goes without saying.

Pei Qingyi entered the Sword Palace earlier than Dongfang Mingliang and was his senior brother.

In his eyes, the reason why Dongfang Mingliang was defeated by Xiao Chen was that Xiao Chen had the advantage of realm.

If they were in the same realm, the one who lost it might not be Junior Brother Dongfang.

Now, he is going to avenge Dongfang Mingliang and defeat Xiao Chen in Ziyun Palace.

When he knew what kendo orthodox is.

The inheritance of Jingxiao Sword Palace is nothing in the eyes of the Saint Academy Sword Palace! In his hand, a sword has emerged, and the sword power of the heavens is blooming. All the swords are condensed in the void. The trace of sword energy can be seen with the naked eye. The rhythm of the holy Tao is even stronger. The disciples of the Sword Palace have been practicing swords since childhood, and being able to enter the Saint Academy proves their talent, so each of them is a top sword genius.

Opposite, Xiao Chen smiled slightly.

Of course he could see the disdain in Pei Qingyi's eyes.

However, Xiao Chen also looked down on Jiangong.

I think I am the orthodox swordsman, and look down on Jingxiao Sword Palace.

But no one knew that Lin Jingxiao created the Jingxiao Sword Palace 140,000 years ago.

In terms of background and time, just take it out, the Sword Palace in the Holy Academy is far from being compared with Jingxiao Sword Palace. This is the truth.

Moreover, his sword art inherits the sword ancestor Lin Jingxiao.

How could they compare with it?

Xiao Chen did not look down on them, but the disciples of the Sword Palace looked arrogant, who would they show them?

In terms of seniority, Jingxiao Sword Palace is not as good as me. What is the disciple of the Sword Palace in front of me?

Xiao Chen did not draw his sword.

Because Pei Qingyi is not worthy of letting him draw his sword.

This is the Ziyun Palace Battle Platform, which is the home court of his family, so Xiao Chen naturally has to be humble.

"Senior Brother Pei, let's do it."

Pei Qingyi was also willing to take action and rushed out with one sword. In an instant, the void was full of sword maps, and endless sword arts shot out. Tens of thousands of sword arts came directly, like a meteor shower. The power in each sword art was extremely strong, almost able to penetrate and kill everything. The speed almost instantly rushed to Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen's footsteps remained motionless.

His eyes flashed, and there was a flow of immortal power on his body, and then he smiled slightly.

"Nothing!"

He spoke indifferently, and suddenly, the sword intent that he could see formed a barrier in the void, directly blocking Pei Qingyi's sword-like killing. Countless peaks shattered directly in front of Xiao Chen, and countless sword blades were directly inserted on the battle platform, and then turned into fairy light and dissipated. This scene made Pei Qingyi stunned.

And everyone in the audience looked flashing.

Especially Chunyangzi and the Palace Master of Jiangong, they looked at each other without saying a word.

Xiao Chen's sword skills are very strong.

He did not take action, but all the heavens had hung sword intents, and the entire platform turned into Xiao Chen's home court.

Pei Qingyi looked at his sword path being easily resolved by Xiao Chen, and his face looked a little ugly. You know, he has been practicing sword since he was a child and is also the best in the Sword Palace of the Holy Academy, but his sword was silently resolved by Xiao Chen, and Xiao Chen had never even set off a sword, which made him very embarrassed.

"Xiao Chen, why don't you draw the sword?"

Pei Qingyi stared at Xiao Chen and spoke coldly.

Xiao Chen smiled indifferently at this.

He said: "Because of Senior Brother Pei's strength, I am not worthy of letting me draw the sword!"

Xiao Chenyan Pei Qingyi was not worthy of letting him draw his sword.

It can be said to be arrogant.

The disciples of the Sword Palace glared at each other, looking at Xiao Chen with gloomy expression.

This son actually humiliated the Sword Palace so much.

It's simply hateful.

"Xiao Chen, you look down on others too much."

Pei Qingyi said coldly.

Xiao Chen didn't care.

"If you take my blow, I will draw my sword."

As he said that, Xiao Chen's fingers condensed his sword in the void, and he pointed at Pei Qingyi. Pei Qingyi was stunned, with nothing in his eyes, but the next moment, endless sword energy around his body rushed out, killing him directly, and blood splattered.

Pei Qingyi screamed, and blood was soaring on his body, but it would not be severely injured.

All skin trauma.

After all, both the Master and the Lord of the Sword Palace are here, so you can't take heavy measures.

But now, that's enough.

Looking at Pei Qingyi's miserable appearance, Xiao Chen said lightly: "I said, Senior Brother Pei's strength is not worthy of letting me draw the sword. This attack is already my stop. Otherwise, your life is still there, you know, I know."

Upon hearing this, Pei Qingyi's expression flashed.

But the sharp edge in the eyes had dissipated, and it was full of loneliness.

He was defeated.

One move...                                                              

It's so embarrassing! He got up and walked slowly off the battlefield. Xiao Chen looked at the remaining disciples of the Sword Palace, and said, "Which senior brother in the Sword Palace is not convinced? Come up and fight. As long as you can force me to draw the sword, I will lose."

As soon as these words were spoken, they caused a stir.

The disciples of the Sword Palace clenched their fists one after another.

Xiao Chen was simply too deceiving others, just too deceiving others! The Lord of the Sword Palace flashed slightly.

He seemed to be thinking, when will Xiao Chen have a sword art like this in Jingxiao Sword Palace?

I haven't heard it! If Xiao Chen knew what the Lord of the Sword Palace was thinking, he would definitely laugh. Of course you don't know it. He thought that this sword art was created by Lin Jingxiao, the first ancestor of Jingxiao Sword Palace, 140,000 years ago, and the sword art was created by Lin Jingxiao, the first generation of Jingxiao Sword Palace.

Don’t talk about you, even the Sword Emperor in Jingxiao Sword Palace knows it but has never seen it.

If you can know, that's a hell.

Then, in the Sword Palace, another person was waiting for the stage, at the fifth level of the Supreme Saint.

But in Xiao Chen's hands, he was still killed instantly.
Chapter completed!