Chapter 837: The First Person of the Three Generations
The entire mourning hall lit up, and countless sword lights shone in the sword wave. The blazing sword light was enough to make anyone unable to see anything else, as if reality had disappeared and only the world of swords remained.
Everyone's expressions changed, including the third ancestor of the Chen family.
No one could have imagined that such a delicate and beautiful girl could produce such terrifying swordsmanship.
The third-generation disciples even stepped back involuntarily, with horrified expressions on their faces. Even though the sword light was not directed at them, just looking at it gave them a chilling feeling of fear.
The Chen family’s magical swordsmanship, the Thirteen Lianyun Swords.
This is just the first sword.
Chen Mengxing's face changed drastically, and the wave of swords coming towards him had completely submerged him. The overlapping swarming pressure and the cold light piercing his body even gave him a suffocating feeling that he could not breathe.
An unparalleled sense of crisis arose in his heart. Even if he was besieged by ten level four monsters, he didn't seem to feel so dangerous.
At this moment, Chen Mengzhu could not care about his promise to give up three swords. He was afraid that he would be cut into pieces if he could not give up even one sword.
With a wild roar, Chen Mengxing raised the aura of the fourth level of supernatural power to the extreme, violent protective energy surged out, and his hands simultaneously formed a sword of cold light and spiritual thought, frantically resisting Chen Mengzhu's sword power.
It was also the Thirteen Swords of Lianyun, and the two most outstanding third-generation disciples of the Chen family used the same magical power to launch a powerful attack.
Encountering strong resistance, Chen Mengzhu's sword light only stagnated slightly, and then became more intense and fierce, like the Yangtze River, rolling in and unstoppable.
Everyone held their breath and watched intently. No one could have imagined that such a beautiful and delicate girl could attack so fiercely.
Chen Mengxing was like building a dam in the torrent, leaning on the left and right, trying desperately to resist. However, Chen Mengzhu became stronger and stronger, and the sword light became more and more fierce, making him feel helpless with nowhere to escape and nowhere to stop.
Feel.
I can't lose, I can't lose... I am the number one descendant of the third generation of the Chen family. I am at the peak of the fourth level of supernatural power. I am only half a step away from being able to condense the golden elixir and become a strong second-generation core disciple. I will truly kill
I can't survive hundreds of monsters. I have experienced life and death battles. How could I not be a match for a pampered little girl who is more than ten years younger than me?
Chen Mengxing was roaring in his heart. His eyes were red. He tried his best to fight with Chen Mengzhu. For the first time in his life, he used all his trump card magical powers to fight with his cousin, whom he had no impression of at all.
Even in the most dangerous experience, he has never tried his best but still has no chance of winning like now.
Bang bang bang... The sword light was like water, the sword energy was overflowing, and the entire tall mourning hall was trembling violently. Chen Mengzhu and Chen Mengxing could no longer see clearly. They could only vaguely see two fast shadows, which were constantly flickering.
Break up and reconcile.
Every moment, sword waves are generated, collided, and submerged.
Chen Mengzhu was like a terrifying sea storm, suppressing Chen Mengxing. No matter how much Chen Mengxing resisted, he could only roar, struggle, and retreat under her sword unyieldingly.
Everyone's initial attitude of looking at it as a joke has become horrified.
Chen Xiaofeng opened his mouth wide enough to stuff an entire egg.
The third ancestor of the Chen family has already stood up from his chair!
Boom! After a violent sound of gold and iron clashing, the sword energy and sword light all over the sky suddenly disappeared completely. Chen Mengxing let out a muffled grunt, and fell out of the sword light with a diagonal thrust. With a bang, he hit the mourning hall.
On the stone pillar.
His clothes were ragged, with damage everywhere, and a trace of blood left at the corner of his mouth. His hair was disheveled, and he was in an indescribable embarrassment. There was no trace of the demeanor of the first person of the third generation of the Chen family.
Before he could struggle, a sharp sword was already pressed against his chest.
Chen Mengxing stiffened and looked at Chen Mengzhu, whose face was as calm as water. His face turned pale. He was the first of the three generations of the Chen family, but in full view of the public, he was killed by his unknown cousin in less than a stick of incense.
After a miserable defeat, I couldn't help but feel so angry that I couldn't even say a word.
The whole place was silent, and everyone was dumbfounded.
"Thank you cousin Mengxing for showing mercy, otherwise my little sister would not be able to fight you to a draw with her low cultivation level." Chen Mengzhu said loudly, and with a flash of his jade hand, his sharp edge disappeared.
Everyone heaved a sigh of relief and looked at Chen Mengzhu in shock and admiration. He was not arrogant in victory but not discouraged in defeat, and he also gave the opponent room and steps to step down. If nothing else, this attitude was heartbreaking.
Chen Mengxing's face was full of shame, thinking that even a six- or seven-year-old child could see that I had failed miserably, but my cousin still defended me and saved my face, without any intention of stepping on my superiority. In comparison, my magnanimity was not as good as that of a
The girl is home.
When he thought of this, his mind suddenly brightened, he clasped his fists and said loudly: "Sister Mengzhu has accumulated a lot of experience, and she has become a blockbuster. How can it be a tie? Brother Yu is far behind, and he is convinced of his defeat. You deserve to be the number one among the three generations of my Chen family."
Bang bang bang... Everyone looked at this pair of brothers and sisters who had no dissatisfaction over victory or defeat. They felt deep in their hearts and couldn't help but applaud.
"Mengzhu, Mengxing, very good, you are all very good..." The third ancestor of the Chen family swept away the sadness just now and showed a look of relief and joy. There was even a huge surprise in his eyes that could not be concealed.
I didn’t expect that my little granddaughter was actually a genius, and not a genius in the ordinary sense. Why hadn’t I discovered it before?
With his sophisticated eyes, he can naturally see that as time passes, Chen Mengzhu will be the most dazzling star of the Chen family, no, even all the nearby sixth-level islands.
"Mengzhu has entered the third generation of core disciples. Do you have any questions?" He looked at Chen Xiaofeng.
"No, there's no problem at all. Now I'm worried that when my eldest niece breaks through to the fifth level of supernatural power and challenges my uncle, the status of my second-generation core disciples will be in jeopardy." Chen Xiaofeng frowned and laughed at himself.
Everyone laughed, and the sad atmosphere in the mourning hall was swept away.
Chen Mengzhu did not smile, but looked at the mourning hall in a daze: Father and mother, have you seen it? How I wish you could see this scene... I did not disappoint you. Not only did I become a core disciple, I also met a man who I can trust for the rest of my life.
He is my master. He has changed my life. Maybe I will never be able to keep up with his footsteps, but in my heart, no matter how he is, I believe that he is my man.
"Mengzhu, this manor was left by Xiaoliu and will be left to you in the future. I think they will be very pleased to see you are so good. I will discuss your affairs with your eldest grandfather and second grandfather specifically.
From now on, the family's resources will be fully tilted towards you, and you have to work hard, after all, you are still young." The third ancestor of the Chen family said meaningfully.
"Yes, grandfather, your granddaughter will never let you down." Chen Mengzhu bowed his head and saluted.
The three generations of the Chen family immediately looked at him with envy and hatred. It was rare for the ancestor to speak so generously, which meant that Chen Mengzhu's future would be unlimited from now on.
"My granddaughter has something I would like to ask my grandfather for permission to do." Chen Mengzhu suddenly saluted.
"It's nothing, but it doesn't matter." The third ancestor of the Chen family looked at this granddaughter, and the more he looked at her, the more he liked her.
"My granddaughter met a casual cultivator named Xia Chen during the trial, and she had a good deal with him, so she wanted to recruit him as a disciple of the Chen family, and asked my grandfather for approval." Chen Mengzhu suddenly felt his face heat up when he mentioned Xia Chen.
, as if he was proposing marriage to his grandfather.
"It doesn't matter to me, you are already a core disciple now. As long as the origin of the loose cultivator is clear, you can make the decision. There is no need to ask grandfather for instructions." The third ancestor of the Chen family waved his hand.
Later, the Chen family cultivators expressed their condolences to Chen Mengzhu's parents, and took turns congratulating Chen Mengzhu. Everyone could see that Chen Mengzhu was so valued by his ancestors and would surely prosper, so the congratulations also contained the meaning of compliment and intimacy, hoping to be with this bright and beautiful person.
A young girl like spring makes a good relationship.
Chen Mengzhu thanked them one by one, but couldn't help but sigh in her heart. In the past, these people basically ignored her, but now they are so enthusiastic.
We can't blame them for being snobbish, we can only blame her for not having strength before. Without strength, she doesn't have everything.
After a while, everyone left one by one.
Xia Chen did not stand around outside, but was placed in a medium-sized mansion by Aunt Wei. Although it was not eye-catching, it was very quiet.
After everyone dispersed, Chen Mengzhu hurried over, fearing that Aunt Wei had not arranged well and Xia Chen would be wronged.
Now, even if she couldn't see Xia Chen for a moment, she felt a little uneasy.
"I think it's pretty good. This mansion has everything. It also has a garden and restrictions. I'm very satisfied." Xia Chen saw her worry and was slightly moved.
"As long as you like it." The girl sighed and sat down beside him silently.
"Everything in the mourning hall is over." Xia Chen asked.
Chen Mengzhu nodded and told what happened just now.
"You handled it very well, beyond my imagination." Xia Chen encouraged her.
Chen Mengzhu did not speak, but slowly laid her head on his lap. After a long time, she softly said: "I can't even imagine what I would do without you?"
Xia Chen gently stroked her cloud-like black hair: "You will be stronger. I am just the embellishment of your life. Even without me, you will still live well."
"No, you're not." The girl suddenly raised her head and said hurriedly, "You are my miracle, you changed my life."
Xia Chen looked at her beautiful little face, smiled and said: "Mengzhu, as a monk, you have to believe in yourself. You have changed yourself. In fact, the only one you can rely on in this world is yourself."
"No..." Chen Mengzhu shook her head stubbornly, her beautiful eyes looked at him seriously for a long time, as if she wanted to imprint Xia Chen in her heart, she looked at him with hope and pleading: "Stay by my side from now on, forever.
Don’t leave me, okay?”
Xia Chen looked at her for a while, then smiled and nodded.
Chen Mengzhu's eyes showed infinite joy, and slowly, she leaned her delicate body deeply into Xia Chen's arms.
In front of the window, a bright moon is in the sky. (To be continued...)