Chapter 8

"To choose the disciples of the sword?"

Murong Xuan looked at Chu Madman whispered.

I don't know why.

He had a feeling that the change of the sword was due to this person.

Coupled with the other party's extraordinary temperament, he couldn't help looking at each other more, his eyes showed a bit dignified and curious.

The Madman of Chu has come within a hundred feet of the holy sword.

The realm of sword is already shrouded in him.

But unexpectedly, these swordsmanship didn't have any influence on him, just like the spring breeze on his face. On the contrary, they made him feel comfortable.

The Madman of Chu approached step by step and walked towards the holy sword.

A hundred feet is more than three hundred meters.

After a while, most of the madmen of Chu left.

Murong Xuan takes red practice, can't help but stare big eyes.

What's going on?

He walked very hard in the field of sword spirit, but he was very relaxed in front of him, just like walking in a leisurely court. That's a big difference.

Murong Xuan looks at the other holy swords.

I found that these holy swords trembled even more.

Like a person, very excited.

Damn it.

These holy swords don't mean to release water, do they!

This absurd idea suddenly appeared in murongxuan's mind.

The holy sword has been in Jianshan for so many years. There are countless practitioners who want to be recognized by them here. But they have never seen the holy sword weaken the power of the sword. They treat all friars equally.

But now he's releasing water to the Madman of Chu?

"No, it can't be."

Murong Xuan swallow saliva, feel a little incredible.

And a few Taoists in the sky are also stunned.

"It's said that this man has nine orifices, exquisite sword heart and supreme body. When he wakes up, all swords in Jianshan go to worship. Originally, I didn't believe this rumor. It seems that this is probably true."

"Damn, is nine orifices exquisite sword heart so unreasonable?"

"The supreme body is a bull."

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Chu Madman easily across the field of Baizhang sword meaning, first looked at murongxuan, and then squinted slightly.

No way, the other side with a few small solar energy is not dazzling?

He nodded slightly to each other, "good younger martial brother."

Teacher Younger martial brother??

Murongxuan was a little stunned.

He is a Taoist, and his position in Xuantian sect is second only to the elder and the master. No one has ever called him younger martial brother.

"Do you know who I am?"

Murongxuan's face was a little cold.

"Yes, Daozi murongxuan."

Chu Madman nodded. He had seen each other several times before, but he didn't notice him at that time.

"Now that you know it, how dare you call me that!"

"Because I'm the new chief disciple Chu Madman, you should call me elder martial brother." Chu Madman light said.

Then he looked at the sacred swords on the bluestone.

Seems to be aware of Chu Madman's eyes, a few holy sword brush from the bluestone automatically fly out, came to his side.

Even the red practice sword that Murong Xuan finally got trembled, broke free from Murong Xuan's hand and flew to Chu Madman.

Nine holy swords circled around the Madman of Chu, blooming bright sword light, and the runes flowed along the road, which was gorgeous and incomparable.

"How could that be?"

Murongxuan couldn't believe it.

It's not easy to run in front of others and scratch his head?

That's right. Murong Xuan feels like he's scratching his head and making a pose with these holy swords, hoping to attract the attention of Chu maniacs.

If these swords can speak

Then I must be shouting "choose me" and "choose me quickly".

Several Taoist priests in the sky are also stunned.

"It's exaggerating."

"Is this still the sword we know?"

"Damn, do you even look at the sword?"

In their cognition, the holy sword is high and inviolable. It's indifferent to anyone, even the leader of xuantianzong. But now it's all around the madmen of Chu, like a peacock courting, trying to show off its beauty and brilliance

Murong Xuan's face was uncertain, and he was not angry.

Damn it. It's amazing!

He practiced hard, and finally moved the holy sword Chilian, but now he saw the Madman of Chu and ran to offer his hospitality.

All his efforts were like a joke.

What he pursues is easy to get.

Thinking of this, Murong Xuan's mind is almost unstable.

Don't talk about him, a few Taoists in the sky can't stand it.

However, Chu Madman didn't plan to take care of several Daozi's emotions at this time. He looked at the nine holy swords, and his face was tangled.Which one should I choose?

All of them?

I'm kidding. His master can't beat him to death.

Besides, he is not so greedy.

Chu Madman tangled.

As everyone knows, his tangled expression fell in the eyes of several Taoists, but it was another blow to them.

This is a holy sword. Most of the practitioners in the world probably haven't even seen it, but the madmen of Chu are struggling with which one to choose?

"People are really more angry than people."

A Taoist had no choice but to smile bitterly.

After a while.

Chu Madman's eyes were on a holy sword, which was as white as jade, crystal clear, and carved with fine patterns.

It seems to be aware that Chu Madman is looking at himself, and the white jade sword is more excited. The brilliance of his body flows, and countless runes manifest.

The rest of the holy swords were in a hurry and kept releasing the meaning of the sword.

They even joined hands to suppress the white jade sword.

Seems to want to take the opportunity to show their strong.

But Chu Madman's eyes still stay on the white jade holy sword. He reaches out his hand and reacts with the white jade holy sword, "come on."

Whoosh

The white jade holy sword flies into the palm of the Chu Madman's palm in an instant, and cleverly and meekly converges his sword intention for fear of harming the Chu Madman.

The fingers of the Madman of Chu touch the body of the white jade holy sword, just like the body of the white jade carved sword.

It's a very beautiful sword. It's so beautiful that people even think it's an ornament.

However, the Madman of Chu could feel the boundless and sharp sword meaning contained in the sword body, which could tear the sky and the earth.

At the end of the sword, two small characters are carved.

"Kunwu..." The Madman of Chu read it out, and Kunwu, the holy sword in his hand, trembled twice, as if in response.

Chu Madman laughed, "it's you."

Voice a fall, the rest of the sword constantly release the sword meaning, seems to want to let Chu Madman change his mind.

But the Chu Madman has recognized Kunwu. The power of these holy swords is almost the same. Kunwu has the highest face value. Which one do you choose?

"All right, go back!"

The Madman of Chu looked at the other holy swords and waved.

Seeing that he had made up his mind, the rest of the holy swords, even if they were unwilling, had no choice but to go back and insert them on the bluestone.

Red practice is to return to Murong Xuan.

But murongxuan didn't mean much to be happy at this moment.

He felt that he was a spare tire.

It's the Chu Madman's turn if he doesn't want it.

This kind of feeling, let him very uncomfortable, hold back to bend very much.

"You are the new chief disciple Chu Madman."

Murong Xuan clenched red practice sword said.

"Yes, it's me."

"Very good. I heard that the new chief has no upper body. Today I want to learn about it, please!" Murong road light.

He always felt that it was hard to hold his breath and not let it out, and he also wanted to see the strength of Chu Madman.

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