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This person is the one Murong Feiyu followed.

Murong Yu, the young emperor of the Murong family!

"Young Emperor, do you want to deal with this person now?" Behind Murong Yu, an old man in gray robe said with cold eyes.

That Murong Feiyu followed Murong Yu with him, the two had a good friendship, now that he was killed, he also hated Chu Kuangren very much.

"The opening of the sword tower is imminent. Now I have to recharge my energy and prepare to attack the sword tower. I can only wait for revenge."

Murong Yu gritted his teeth and said.

The matter of the sword tower is very important. The sage in the family once said that there is a great opportunity hidden in the last floor of the sword tower.

Compared with that opportunity, revenge seemed insignificant.

"Damn it, I wanted Feiyu to test the strength of this madman Chu, but I didn't expect such a result."

"This madman Chu is really a formidable enemy!"

Although Murong Yu hates it, he has to admit the strength of Chu Kuangren. If he really meets, he may not be able to win the opponent.

"By the way, Young Emperor, there is another piece of news."

"Say."

"Someone saw Third Young Master Murong following Madman Chu, and his identity at this time is the Daozi of Xuantian Sect."

Hearing this, Murong Yu showed surprise in his eyes, and then said with a sneer, "It's really a windfall. I didn't expect that bastard to have no news for so many years, so he went to Xuantianzong."

"This trip to the sword tower is getting more and more interesting."

……

There are more and more forces in Cangjian Gorge.

One mountain, one sect, and two sword cultivators came one after another. In addition to these four most famous kendo forces, some other top forces also sent their representatives to come.

These sword cultivators gathered together, and although there were occasional conflicts, no major battles broke out.

Everyone is waiting for the opening of the sword tower.

And Madman Chu has been idle for the past few days. After killing Murong Feiyu on his own initiative, no one will challenge him anymore.

Although there are occasional controversial remarks about his number one in the hundred swordsmanship, they are harmless and cannot affect him.

boom! !

Just today, a sword energy suddenly shot straight into the sky.

For a moment, the entire Cangjian Gorge was shaken, and the Dao Yun in the countless sword marks trembled, as if they were about to gush out from the sword marks.

All the sword cultivators felt something in their hearts and looked in the direction of the sword tower.

"Sword tower, open!"

The monks rushed towards the sword tower one by one.

And the vast majority of sword repairers were pushed out by an invisible force field when they approached the sword tower, unable to enter.

"what happened?"

"Why can't you go in?"

Many people's faces changed, and they were uncertain.

Some supreme beings did not believe in evil, and wanted to forcefully break through this force field, but were blasted away by an invisible force.

"Heh, this is a restriction set by a few saints, and a mere Supreme wants to break through?" Someone couldn't help laughing.

"A saint?!"

"That's right, it's the saints behind one mountain, one sect, and two families who are preventing us from entering the sword tower. Every time the sword tower is opened, there are only [-] people who can enter. How can some small fish and shrimp get their hands on it?"

A sword cultivator who knew the inside story sneered.

"This is too domineering, why can they occupy the sword building and not allow us to enter?" A sword repairer said dissatisfied.

"Why? Just because he is a saint!"

When everyone heard the words, they couldn't help being silent.

This world is like this, weakness is the original sin.

Only big fists can make sense, and most mortals are like this, let alone monks who admire strength.

Chapter 180: The jabbering is annoying, but the madman is kinder

The sword tower was opened, and the sword energy soared into the sky like a rainbow. The saints behind one mountain, one sect, and two families made moves, setting up restrictions to make it difficult for outsiders to approach.

Soon after, the disciples of the major saints came.

The people from the Murong family were the first to arrive, and Murong Yu came with a few Murong family children who were qualified to enter the sword building together.

Then came Linghu's house, Fengyun Mountain...

Madman Chu brought Nangong Huang and others also arrived.

When they arrived at the scene, they attracted a lot of attention, most of which were concentrated on Chu Kuangren who stood at the forefront of the team.

A few days ago, two-thirds of the madman Chu's sword slashed the Supreme Being. This matter has already spread, causing a sensation in the hidden sword gorge.

All the arrogances of the Dao lineage are extremely curious about it.

"This person is Chu Kuangren, Sword Manual No. 1!"

"It really is otherworldly."

"It is rumored that this person's fighting power is unparalleled, and he can easily kill the Supreme, or even the Supreme. It seems that he is the biggest enemy in this trip."

There were also female cultivators whose beautiful eyes sparkled when they saw Madman Chu, and suddenly felt that all the men around them were worthless.

In the direction of Fengyun Mountain, a swordsman wearing cloth clothes and shoes holding a sword looked at Madman Chu with a fighting spirit in his eyes.

Madman Chu noticed this gaze, and also looked over.

However, unlike the commoner swordsman's eyes full of fighting spirit, his expression was very calm, he just took a look and then looked away.

"Oh, is he disdainful?"

The commoner swordsman raised his eyebrows.

Many sword cultivators around also noticed this scene.

"Tsk, Fengyunshan's madman sword is eyeing madman Chu."

"The strength of the sword lunatic is not simple. It is rumored that he has defeated several ancient arrogances. He is crazy about swords and his strength is extremely terrifying."

"Before Madman Chu entered the world, the older generation of sword cultivators once said that this person can be called the number one in the way of swords among the younger generation."

Everyone communicated in private.

Madman Jian, whose real name is Ling Feng, is the young emperor of Fengyun Mountain. Among the young emperors, his strength can definitely be ranked among the top five.

Because he is obsessed with swords and keen to challenge sword masters, even the older generation of sword repairers will not let go, so he is called a sword lunatic by everyone.

Madman Chu is not interested in this so-called sword madman.

Just now he scanned around with his insightful eyes, and found that none of the Tianjiao present could give him a little refreshment.

On the contrary, there is something strange in his own team.

"Murong, what's wrong with you?"

Madman Chu looked at Murong Xuan and asked, since he came to Jianlou, the other party has been hiding behind the team, and he seems unwilling to face anyone.

"Nothing." Murong Xuan shook his head.

"Yo, isn't this Young Master Murong?"

At this time, a playful voice came from the Murong family camp.

A young man came out and looked at Murong Xuan, "Master Murong hasn't seen you for many years, we thought you died in some corner, but we didn't expect you to go to Xuantianzong."

Madman Chu was a little surprised.

Unexpectedly, Murong Xuan had entanglements with the Murong family.

"Murong Hai, what do you want?"

Murong Xuan said with an ugly face.

"It's not that bad, I just had a few words with you and your senior brothers. Judging by their appearance, they probably don't know that you were born by the Murong family's lowly maid." Murong Hai said playfully.

But behind him, several Murong family's children looked at Murong Xuan's ugly face, but they all looked like they were watching the show.

"A young master who was born as a lowly maidservant, he went to Xuantianzong to become a Taoist after he couldn't get along in Murong's house. By the way, your Xuantianzong is really good, you dare to collect all kinds of garbage..."

Murong Hai was talking, but suddenly a majestic Dao Yun erupted beside him, his expression changed, urging Dao Yun to resist.

But the majestic Dao Yun turned into a sacred mountain and bombarded him in an instant. The violent force sent him flying a hundred feet away on the spot, rolled on the ground more than a dozen times, and then hit the rock wall of the canyon.

"Hey, he's like a fly. It's really annoying." Madman Chu fiddled with his fingers slowly, and the heart-pounding rhyme was still flowing from his fingertips. It was obvious that he was the one who moved his hand just now.

"Madman Chu, you are presumptuous!"

"In front of the saint, you dare to do it?!"

"Damn!"

The members of Murong's family immediately glared at Madman Chu.

Waves of dao rhyme erupted, rolling towards the opponent.

It can be seen that Chu Kuangren's eyes turned cold, and a sword dao rhyme far more terrifying than theirs surged, washing away their dao rhyme like a tsunami, making every Murong family child's face turn pale.

"It's you who are presumptuous!"

"I don't care what entanglement Murong Xuan has with your Murong family, but he is now my Xuantian Sect's son! There is no doubt about this, and your insulting him is equivalent to provoking my Xuantian Sect!"

"Based on this alone, I didn't kill him on the spot because of the sake of the saints of your Murong family."

"If I can't control my mouth anymore, I will kill it!"

Chu Kuangren's words were sharp like a knife, and his gaze was like a sword. His speech made the Murong family and others present speechless, and their expressions changed.

And Nangong Huang, Jun Yi and others also stood beside Chu Kuangren, looking at the Murong family members coldly, with a very clear attitude.

Murong Xuan must not be insulted, and Xuantianzong must not be insulted!

"Okay, don't make a fuss."

At this time, a voice came from the void.

Everyone's heart froze.

This is a saint!

"Young people just like to fight."

"Oh, provoking my Xuantianzong is considered a small fight?"

The voices of the two saints sounded again.

Madman Chu remembered that one of them was the voice of the Third Patriarch Xuantian.

"Friend Xuan San, do you want to continue to pursue?"

"Hmph, you should be thankful that the madman is kind and only slapped that cheap-mouthed junior, otherwise I would have killed him."

Xuantian Third Patriarch softly snorted.

Hearing this, everyone looked at the half-dead Murong Hai who was blasted into the rock wall by a palm in the distance, and couldn't help shivering.

Tsk, it's really kind, it's just that he was beaten half to death.

hum.

At this time, the void trembled, and not far away, the sword energy emanating from the sword tower subsided, and the door of the sword tower, which had been covered in dust for a long time, creaked open.

An ancient and sharp dao rhyme pervaded the air.

Everyone looked at the sword tower.

"The sword tower is already open, let them go in."

The saint's voice sounded again.