Chapter 183： What the **** is this place?

click!

This scene made the injured man beside him stunned, feeling like a fishbone stuck in his throat, unable to say a word.

This is a black sword.

But after chasing him for more than 10,000 miles, a peerless sword demon who stepped into the realm of Wu Zun with one foot, was carried away by this little boy with a sword that was heavier than his life?

What a **** magic trick!

And Heijian was almost dumbfounded, looking at the little boy in front of him in horror.

Such a powerful force could actually erupt from that small body, not only sending his giant sword flying, but even shattering the bones of his entire palm!

But react.

Heijian's face was covered with a thick color of shame.

For a sword cultivator, the greatest humiliation is that someone else picks up the long sword in their hands.

Such humiliation.

When it is immortal.

Even if he couldn't see the little boy's cultivation level, the humiliation he was full of made him eager to cut this boy to the sword!

With a mad look on his face, the soles of his feet slid along the snow to the side of the giant sword, and at the same time his palms fell on the hilt and wanted to pull them out.

"Ok?"

However, just after exerting force, his face changed greatly, because just now he couldn't pull out the giant sword?

He did not believe in evil and drew his sword.

This time, even the strength to suckle was used up, but the sword stuck on the ground remained motionless.

This……

What exactly is going on?

Finally, a storm surged in Heijian's heart, and his eyes were about to pop out.

This time.

He finally began to panic, and for the first time had the idea of ​​​​retiring.

However, just as he was about to leave, the little boy blushed and suddenly cast an angry look at him.

"Why are you so ignorant? I told you not to hit you, but you want to hit me. Now you still draw a sword and hit me. I'm very angry now. It seems that I have to teach you a lesson."

With that said, Zhong Qing raised the long knife in his hand and slashed towards the black sword.

It was a knife without any fancy, and even seemed to have no power at all, but it made the black sword look like a formidable enemy.

"clang!"

A sweet voice came out, the giant sword in Heijian's hand was broken into two pieces, and the whole person also smashed to the ground, staring at Zhong Qing, his expression full of fear.

"Get out now!"

Zhong Qing put away the long knife and shouted loudly in a childish tone.

Seeing this, the black sword seemed to be amnesty, and even the giant sword was no longer needed. He got up and walked into the front alley. However, just as he was about to fly, the soles of his feet slammed.

At the same time, his eyes were bloodshot, and his whole body trembled violently.

"Knife……"

"Knife Qi, such a powerful blade Qi."

Heijian looked at his internal organs and meridians, and found that he had been shaken by a powerful sword energy long ago.

"This……"

"What place is it?"

With an unwilling look on his face, the black sword fell straight into the snow, losing his breath.

The injured man looked in horror at the little boy beside him who drove the black sword away with two knives. Just as he was about to speak, he was shocked again.

Because he suddenly discovered that on the giant sword stuck on the ground, an aura had disappeared.

He could naturally tell that this breath belonged to the black sword.

And as the breath disappeared, that is to say, the black sword was dead.

Was he killed by the little boy in front of him?

He couldn't help but guess.

And just right, Zhong Qing looked at the disappearing figure, then rubbed his nose and snorted softly: "For this kind of disobedient person, we have to teach him a good lesson, so that he will never have the chance to come to my martial arts hall again. ."

This sentence fell in the ears of the injured man, and he immediately confirmed the thoughts in his heart.

It seems.

That mighty black sword was indeed killed by this little boy twice.

Of course, what terrified him the most was that he was right in front of him, but he didn't find out what method the little boy used to kill the giant sword.

After some shock, he reacted, propped up his injured body and stood up to say hello.

"Little brother……"

"No, senior."

As soon as he opened his mouth, the injured man suddenly woke up. This seemingly young boy was not a little brother, but an old monster who had been cultivating for many years. He quickly changed his words and said, "Senior, thank you. The life-saving grace is in charge of Yunpeng."

"Oh, are you okay?" Zhong Qing glanced at him and said, "But I'm not a senior, my name is Zhong Qing."

"Senior is humble, the senior's sky-reaching cultivation base, the junior should call you senior." Guan Yunpeng said respectfully.

"Cultivation?"

Zhong Qing glanced at him again, frowned and said, "You're mistaken, I don't have any cultivation, I'm just a mortal."

"mortal?"

Guan Yunpeng was shocked.

The master who killed the black sword with two knives was a mortal?

Killing him doesn't even believe it.

To be able to have such means, in his opinion, at least he is a master of Wu Zun.

However, this master insisted that he was a mortal, so Guan Yunpeng naturally did not dare to collide.

"By the way, how is your injury? Do you want to go in and have a look? My master will take care of it." Zhong Qing looked at Guan Yunpeng's injury and asked softly.

"Master?"

"You, do you still have a master?"

Zhong Qing's words instantly made Guan Yunpeng shudder, and his jaw was about to drop.

This one actually has a master?

He himself is at least the cultivation base of Wu Zun, so what kind of cultivation base should his master be?

hiss!

His eyes were full of disbelief.

But Zhong Qing frowned, looked at Guan Yunpeng unceremoniously and asked, "You are really strange, why can't I have a master?"

"No, no, I'm not interested, I'm just, I'm just surprised!" Guan Yunpeng quickly waved his hand to explain, seeing that Zhong Qing didn't look at him with that kind of eyes again, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Okay then, go in and ask my master to show you the injury!" Zhong Qing looked at this strange person and took the lead towards the martial arts hall.

Guan Yunpeng nodded and walked towards the martial arts hall with a face full of excitement.

But as soon as he took a step, his footsteps slammed.

This……

This is?

At this moment, his eyes were fixed on the couplet at the door, his pupils shrunk into needle eyes.

Because he discovered that the fonts on these two couplets actually contained a powerful sword intent.

Especially the vertical, like a heavenly sword coming.

With a strong coercion and pressing aura, it suddenly enlarged in his eyes, getting closer and closer...

"What are you stunned for?"

At this moment, Zhong Qing heard a voice, and Guan Yunpeng suddenly reacted, only to find that he was sweating all over his body, and he couldn't help but be shocked.

This martial arts hall.

Where is it?

Not only is there such a powerful little boy who calls himself a mortal, but even the couplet posted on the door has such a powerful sword intent.

He even felt that if he read all these fonts, he might be able to reach a new height in kendo.

He couldn't help but look forward to what the boy inside said about the master.

Of course.

The attitude is also more respectful.