Young White Horse: The Poison Sword Master of the Wen Family, Shocking the Apocalypse

Ye Dingzhi's magic swordsmanship caused the entire training ground to surge with true energy. With the last sword, the true energy condensed and turned into a red-gold dragon!

Ye Dingzhi held the sword in the air, like a god descending to the earth. For a moment, even Baili Dongjun was stunned!

"Brother Yun's swordsmanship is amazing! That red-gold dragon is so cool!"

Baili Dongjun was extremely excited, and at this moment he was a little sober.

Ye Dingzhi had just received the Zhenwu Sword from Wen Yanzhao, and he returned Bu Ranchen to Baili Dongjun.

Seeing Ye Dingzhi performing such a sharp magic sword technique, Baili Dongjun was also eager to try it, and the meridians in his body seemed to be more unobstructed than usual.

At this time, only Wen Yanzhao knew that the ripples formed by the strands of true energy emerging from Baili Dongjun's body were the sign that he was about to break free from the constraints of his internal energy!

Ye Dingzhi put away his sword and flashed back to Baili Dongjun and Wen Yanzhao. Without waiting for them to speak, he bowed to Wen Yanzhao with sword in both hands:

"Dingzhi thanks my cousin for obtaining this rare divine sword. As a swordsman, it is a great comfort in my life!"

Wen Yanzhao half-closed his eyes, feeling quite pleased with his decision to exchange the Zhenwu Sword for Ye Dingzhi.

It is estimated that his current position in Ye Dingzhi's heart is probably second only to Baili Dongjun.

"We're all family, so don't be polite to your cousin. We're all brothers!"

Wen Yanzhao's mouth almost stretched to his ears when he opened it.

As he spoke, Baili Dongjun drew out his Undying Dust, drunkenly imitating Ye Dingzhi's moves, and began to dance with the sword...

However, in Wen Yanzhao's opinion, it was just copying others and was extremely funny.

When Wen Yanzhao and Ye Dingzhi saw him like this, they looked at each other and laughed out loud.

"You...you actually laughed at me? Huh? Isn't that right!"

When Baili Dongjun heard the laughter, he immediately sheathed his sword and ran to Wen Ye and the others to question them.

Wen Yanzhao pursed his lips tightly and said, "We are your brothers, we don't laugh!"

Ye Dingzhi also forced a smile and nodded.

Baili Dongjun narrowed his drunken eyes, glanced left and right at the two of them, and then practiced the sword moves he had just performed again!

As a result, this time, the laughter of Wen Yanzhao and Ye Dingzhi was more obvious than last time!

Baili Dongjun immediately put away Bu Ran Chen, turned around abruptly and looked at the two people standing side by side, his eyes piercing, and said angrily:

"What are you two laughing at again!!!╰_╯"

Wen Yanzhao puffed up his cheeks and glanced at Ye Dingzhi, who was also having a hard time trying to hold back his laughter. Then he said in a serious tone:

"I think of happy things!"

Baili Dongjun held the sword horizontally in his hand, approached Wen Yanzhao and asked:

"What's so happy about that!?"

Wen Yanzhao: "I have broken through the realm of freedom!"

Baili Dongjun turned around and questioned Ye Dingzhi:

"Brother Yun! What are you laughing at again?"

Ye Dingzhi lowered his head and sneered:

"I have also broken through the realm of freedom!"

Baili Dongjun's defense was instantly broken:

"You two are brothers, right?"

Wen Yanzhao and Ye Dingzhi both burst into goose-like laughter...

Baili Dongjun's face turned red with anger, his eyes widened, and he stuck Bu Ran Chen diagonally into the weeds.

Then he took off the white jade wine gourd from his waist and took a big gulp of the wine, saying:

"I told you not to laugh at me. I, Baili Dongjun, am destined to become... the man of the Wine Immortal! And then I will also take the title of Sword Immortal... into my pocket!"

As he spoke, he threw the wine gourd into the air. It drew an arc in the air and landed steadily in an old crow's nest on a poplar tree a few feet away.

Bu Ran Chen flew up and down in his hands, and Baili Dongjun's internal force began to surge and spit out with the sword moves, like water entering boiling oil, surging and exploding!

"You two brothers actually... actually dared to laugh at me. Let me show you my swordsmanship..."

Baili Dongjun danced with the sword while muttering to himself.

When he finished saying this, an inexplicable voice sounded in his mind.

"Dong Jun, do you remember this sword?"

"I have a sword that can be called peerless!"

"If there is another person like this, and another sword like this, then he should be called - Baili! !"

The last sentence in my mind, "当称百里" is like the sound of a huge bell, awakening the deaf and dumb!

Baili Dongjun's eyes suddenly became very clear!

"I remember now! Master once taught me this!"

After blurting out these words, his hands were as clean as a swimming dragon and his feet were as smooth as flying swallows.

His sleeves fluttered in the wind, and his sword danced faster and faster, and his sword moves were also free and continuous!

"Ride the sword to travel to the nine heavens, and never return! Sing freely in the clouds, and drink from 30,000 jars..."

Baili Dongjun danced and chanted, and the body of the Undying Sword was shrouded in a layer of thick true energy, the color of which was as red as peach blossoms, so beautiful!

Wen Yanzhao and Ye Dingzhi had naturally discovered the abnormality in Baili Dongjun's sword moves, and bursts of flower rain gradually fell in their eyes. That was the condensed true energy of Baili Dongjun!

"Western Chu Sword Song, asking the heavens for the truth!"

Ye Dingzhi's face was filled with horror, and he couldn't help muttering to himself.

Wen Yanzhao didn't expect that this kid would actually use the Western Chu Sword Song here. Fortunately, this place is a wilderness and few people come here.

At this point, there is no need to worry about someone passing by and discovering this shocking secret.

"Cousin, doesn't Dongjun know martial arts? How can he know the legendary sword technique?!"

Ye Dingzhi held the Zhenwu Sword in his hand, his face filled with shock.

"This... I'm not sure either. You know him better than I do. Didn't he tell you about the origin of this sword technique?"

Although Wen Yanzhao said this, he was familiar with the plot and naturally knew that Baili Dongjun learned this from his master, the Confucian immortal Gu Chen, in a half-awake state.

He was born with a natural martial arts talent, and his speed in learning any martial arts or swordsmanship was beyond the reach of ordinary people.

While Wen Ye and the other were talking, Baili Dongjun let out a long howl:

"Here comes the wine!"

He just stretched out his hand and the wine gourd in the crow's nest on the waist of the poplar tree a few feet away flew into his hand.

Baili Dongjun raised his head, and the clear wine poured into his throat like the Milky Way pouring down from the sky!

“Good wine~”

Afterwards, he dropped the wine gourd and continued to dance with the sword. In this world filled with sword energy, the peach blossom rain became denser and denser, completely enveloping Wen Yanzhao and Ye Dingzhi.

In a trance, Wen Yanzhao seemed to see in Baili Dongjun the swordsman of Western Chu who once held off nine thousand soldiers of Pofeng Army with just his sword!

Finally, the final sword move is about to come out!

Baili Dongjun stepped on Feiyan, turned over and stood in the air, the internal force in his body surged out wildly, and the true energy gathered behind him to form a huge Chu Nine Phoenix Divine Bird!

The Nine Phoenix Divine Bird shone brightly in the pupils of Wen Ye and the others!

Ye Dingzhi laughed wildly:

"Western Chu Sword Song, asking the heavens for advice! It turns out this legendary sword technique really exists in the world!"

"Today, I, Ye Dingzhi, can obtain the Zhenwu Divine Sword and meet the Xichu Sword Song! Even if I die today, I will have no regrets!"

Regrettably, Xi Chu Jiange's final sword strike was not delivered. Baili Dongjun did not know how to control his internal force, nor did he know how to release it freely. In an instant, his internal force was almost exhausted!

In addition, he was already drunk, his body went limp, and the Nine Phoenix Bird behind him instantly disappeared.

Bu Ran Chen also flew out of his hand, and his own body fell to the ground like a falling meteor!

"Cousin!"

Wen Yanzhao was quick-eyed and quick-handed. He controlled the wind with his feet and instantly flashed into the air, grabbed his clothes tightly, and then landed safely.

……

Just at this moment, at the south gate of Qiandong City, two very handsome men, one in purple and one in white, were in front, and two ugly and weird old men, one in blue and one in gold, were behind.

Just as the four were about to enter the city, they felt a burst of sword energy two or three miles away, accompanied by a powerful internal force surging!

The ugly bald old man who looked like a dwarf behind him looked over there with eagle eyes:

"No, can you feel it?"

The old man with tied hair, known as Wufa, smiled ghostly:

"This is natural! It's the aura of the natural martial vein!"

The two Zibai in front are naturally the two guardians of the Demon Sect, the Purple-Robed Marquis and the White-haired Immortal.

They also stopped walking, turned around and asked:

"My two envoys, how should we deal with this?"

The lawless looked at each other and smiled, saying in unison:

"go!"

Then he disappeared from the sight of Zibai and Bai like a ghost.

Zibai and the others exchanged glances and used their Qinggong skills to chase after the direction where Wufawutian disappeared...

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