C1 Sword Technique of Left Hand

In the Divine Martial Continent, on the western side of Heavenly Fragrant Snow Domain, there was a mountain range called Sky Feather Mountain. There were a total of ten great sects hidden in the Sky Feather Mountain Range, and Murong Villa was one of them.

It was still early in the morning, and there were only traces of the morning light. Within the Murong Villa, on the stage, stood a young man. The youth was about seventeen or eighteen years old. He was dressed in a black robe, holding a treasured sword in his hand, his handsome face had a ponytail, and his jet-black hair revealed a domineering aura. His expression was very calm as he stood quietly on the stage, completely calm.

"Crash!"

Right at this moment, a strong wind blew. A black figure flashed out from the left side of the arena one after another, quickly arriving on the arena.

The one who came up on stage was a young man in his early twenties. He was tall, had a handsome face and a broadsword on his back. Combined with his pair of peach blossom eyes, he was extremely lethal to the young girl.

"You're here?"

Xiao Yun's cold eyes looked at Murong Chen who had arrived at the stage calmly.

Just yesterday, Xiao Yun, who had always been unknown within the Murong Villa, at the bottom of the cultivation level, made a shocking move. With his third level of Strength Refinement Stage, he issued a challenge to the Murong Villa's outer court's number one person, Murong Chen, who was at the ninth level of the Strength Refinement Stage.

After that news came out, it very quickly became a beautiful topic within the Murong Villa. In one night, Xiao Yun became a laughingstock. If Xiao Yun had the seventh and eighth level of Strength Refinement Stage, that would still be okay. However, he only had the cultivation level of the third level of Strength Refinement Stage, so with regards to this challenge, in the eyes of everyone, he was courting death.

"Xiao Yun? You're the one who came to challenge me? "

After Murong Chen got on stage, his eyes flickered a few times, revealing the cruel look in his eyes as he looked at Xiao Yun.

He also knew that Xiao Yun's talent was average, and his strength was considered to be at the bottom in the Murong Villa's outer sect. Normally, he would be ordinary, but today, for some unknown reason, he came to challenge him.

But he, Murong Chen, was different. In the Murong Villa's outer court, he was ranked first in strength and first in prestige. Everyone who was publicly acknowledged as the leader of the outer court and countless of people who wanted to provoke him all died under his blade.

But today, such a weak person had come to challenge him.

"That's right!" Xiao Yun's eyes were very calm, without the slightest expression, as he coldly replied with these two words.

He had waited five years for this day. Five years ago, Xiao Yun was originally an extremely ordinary rural child of the Ma Prefecture's Xiao Family Village.

His father was an honest and straightforward farmer, and his mother was a very ordinary housewife. At home, other than Xiao Yun, he had a cute little sister. Her younger sister was called Xiao Ling, and was three years younger than Xiao Yun.

In Xiao Yun's memory, he had thought that he would be like his parents for the rest of his life. He grew up in the Xiao Family Village, married a wife, and spent his life together.

However, the situation often turned chaotic.

A group of robbers broke into the Xiao Family Village, killing people and setting fires, committing all sorts of crimes.

He could not forget the scene that night. He could not forget the scene of the robbers treating his parents and relatives. They chopped off the hands of their parents in front of them, and dug out their eyes. Then they threw their parents into the forest and were bitten to death by ants. That kind of scream, that ghost-like roar. Xiao Yun would never be able to forget …

What made Xiao Yun even more unforgettable was that they actually slashed their seven-year-old sister dozens of times, sprinkled the salt on her body and threw her into the river, letting the fish in the river eat her flesh and blood.

The screams of her little sister as she was thrown into the river, and the sound of her little sister's painful crying; these past five years, she had been appearing in Xiao Yun's dreams every night.

However, the heavens might have loved Xiao Yun, because before these robbers left, they threw Xiao Yun down a cliff. Not only did Xiao Yun not die, he even survived with more determination. He only had one wish left to live, and that was revenge.

For revenge, Xiao Yun joined the Murong Villa to cultivate. For the entire five years, besides diligently cultivating, his other mission was to find the murderer of the village.

Just three days ago, Xiao Yun had unintentionally overheard that Murong Chen was one of those bandits.

"You want to challenge me even though you are at the third level of the Strength Refinement Stage? This is simply overestimating oneself. "

Murong Chen's eyes were filled with mockery and contempt. If the person challenging him was at the seventh level of the Strength Refinement Stage, he might not be like this, but the person in front of him was simply an ant at the third level of the Strength Refinement Stage. Wasn't it a humiliation for an ant to challenge him?

"I admire your guts. Speak! A fight to the death? "

Murong Chen added.

There were two types of duels on the arena. One was a life and death duel. A life and death battle could end at a certain point, and not at the opponent's life. As for the battle to the death, it would only end with death.

"Die!"

Xiao Yun's pupils contracted, and his unremarkable body revealed a hint of killing intent.

As the simple word Xiao Yun fell, the atmosphere on the stage grew heavy.

"Hahahaha!" Good, good! This senior apprentice-brother didn't want to do anything to you in the first place. Since you want to die, then don't blame me for being merciless. "

Murong Chen was so shocked by Xiao Yun's words that he started to laugh loudly. It was as if he had heard a huge joke.

To challenge a Martial Cultivator of the ninth floor of the Strength Refinement Stage with a Strength Refinement Stage of the third floor, that was simply courting death.

"Three moves!" If I can't take your life in three moves. I'll consider it my loss! "

Xiao Yun did not reply to Murong Chen's previous words, but instead, a sentence came out of his mouth.

"…"

Once those words were said, Murong Chen was stunned at first. Then his face flushed red and a sinister look flashed in his eyes. Good, good! Xiao Yun, right? Just based on your words, I, Murong Chen will definitely kill you. "

Humiliation, an undisguised humiliation.

Even after occupying the Murong Villa's outer court for so many years, it was still the first time that they received such a huge humiliation.

Three moves? An ant-like character actually said he could kill him in three moves? Wasn't this a joke?

Heaven's Saber Art!

Murong Chen roared, his hand quickly pulling out the big blade behind him, in an instant, a blade image flashed in the air, the blade image was like a torrent enveloping Xiao Yun.

At this moment, Xiao Yun had already been chopped into countless pieces. When this blade came over, let alone the third level of Strength Refinement Stage, even if it was the eighth level of Strength Refinement Stage, he did not dare to underestimate it.

However … Not only did Xiao Yun not panic at all, his pupils gradually contracted, and he maintained an extremely calm appearance.

"Buzz!"

Just as the blade shadows were about to land on Xiao Yun's body, Xiao Yun's figure disappeared.

Only to see a ray of shadow sweeping past Murong Chen's body.

"Puchi!"

When the figure flashed past, blood spurted out from Murong Chen's neck like water. Murong Chen's slash immediately stopped, his eyes wide open, filled with disbelief.

Fast, too fast. This kind of speed made him unable to react.

Furthermore … Wasn't he holding a sword in his right hand? Why did it change to his left hand?