Chapter 192: Wild Grass Sword Master

The monster also saw the figure and wanted to leave, but it didn't dare to move, because it knew that if it moved, the flying sword in front of it would pierce its forehead in an instant, killing it completely. It was already seriously injured, so how could it be a match for this young sword cultivator.

"I was lucky to escape with my life, but you didn't run as far as you can, but you stayed here. It seems that you really don't take me seriously!"

The young sword cultivator spit out the wild grass and stared at the monster in front of him thoughtfully. His eyes were as sharp as a sword, as if in his eyes, there was also a unique sword hidden at this moment, enough to kill people.

The monster looked at him with great fear and it was difficult to say anything.

The young sword cultivator looked at it and smiled, "Since there is nothing to say, then don't say it."

As he said this, the sound of the sword rang out, and the green flying sword instantly hit the monster's forehead. If this sword could really pierce its forehead, then no matter how tough its body was, it would not be able to escape the end of death.

No one wants to die, and no monster wants to die.

So it spit out a large mouthful of blood, which was a mouthful of blood containing essence and blood, and then it kept retreating behind it, and for a while it was even faster than the speed of the flying sword.

The young sword cultivator saw this scene and smiled, "It's not that easy to walk." .🅆.🄲

He continued to control the flying sword with his mind, and in an instant, the flying sword became faster.

The green flying sword was like a green light galloping between heaven and earth, carrying endless vitality, but at this moment it was going to bring death to others.

This is a very strange feeling, but it is what is actually happening at this moment.

Although the monster chose to burn its blood essence, the timing was very bad. It was too late. Since the young sword cultivator had come here, the flying sword had locked onto it again. It was seriously injured, so it had no chance of leaving.

The flying sword swept past, and between heaven and earth, the sword spirit was full, and the boundless sword energy moved immediately. The entire dense forest was shaking at this moment, and the falling leaves would be cut in an instant before falling to the ground.

Seeing this scene, the eyes of the warriors suddenly widened, looking very scared.

The flying sword approached the monster, but the monster suddenly turned around and punched the tip of the flying sword. The majestic demonic energy surged out in an instant,

resisting the sword energy in the sky!

Perhaps it figured out that no matter how it ran, it could not escape the pursuit of this flying sword, so it did not plan to run away again, or perhaps it had other ideas.

Anyway, when the fist was thrown, half of the sky instantly fell into darkness, but the flying sword only emitted a sword light, and in just a moment, it broke through the darkness and collided with the monster's fist.

The young sword cultivator rubbed his head and silently chanted.

The sword energy of the flying sword was strong.

A flying sword pierced through the monster's fist and then sank directly into it.

The sword intent between heaven and earth followed closely.

In just an instant, the flying sword crashed into the monster's body and finally disappeared.

With a puff——

The flying sword reappeared from the monster's body, appeared not far away, and began to tremble again.

But if you look closely, there is no blood on the flying sword.

The young sword cultivator waved his hand slightly, and the flying sword returned to his side and hovered on one side.

The monster fell down with a bang, and blood began to flow out of the wound and seep into the earth.

Between heaven and earth, the sword energy was completely eliminated.

The sword intent also disappeared.

The world returned to peace.

Chen Chao looked at the young swordsman next to the flying sword and remained silent.

Although he won the fight with the female swordsman in the capital, he knew that although the female swordsman lost to him, her killing power was indeed the best in the world. If he met a truly great swordsman one day, that would be a real test.

Later, when he left the capital and headed south, Chen Chao had never thought that he would meet a swordsman so soon.

And it seemed to be a great swordsman in the true sense.

As for... whether he was a sword immortal, it shouldn't be.

The young swordsman in front of him was too young.

It was probably unlikely that such a young swordsman was a sword immortal.

But no matter what, he could kill a monster in the bitter sea realm so easily, so he should be at least a swordsman in the other shore realm?

That really was a great swordsman.

A very great swordsman.

Chen Chao got up from the ground, but the broken knife in his hand was not sheathed. He still held it in his hand. He saluted the young sword cultivator and thanked him, "Thank you, fellow Daoist."

As a sword cultivator, the other party must be from a foreign sect. The cultivators there have never had a good impression of warriors. If it were any other time, Chen Chao would definitely not speak first, but now that the other party has saved his life, it is not a problem to say a word.

As for how the other party will react, he is not worried.

If the other party still shows disgust towards him, then he will also leave tactfully.

The young sword cultivator looked at Chen Chao holding the broken knife, and became interested. He asked, "If I want to kill you, what can I do with your cultivation?"

He is not stupid, of course he knows what Chen Chao means by holding the knife at this moment.

Seeing the other party ask this, Chen Chao thought about it and said, "We met by chance, so we must make some preparations."

Seeing him so frankly, the young sword cultivator also smiled and said, "You are honest."

"Looking at you like this, I can probably guess your identity. Are you the Chen Chao who embarrassed all the monks from outside the country at the Ten Thousand Willow Conference?"

The young swordsman smiled and said, "I am traveling in the world, and now I meet many people who say that the young martial artist carrying the broken sword is very majestic, but I didn't expect to meet you here."

Chen Chao remained silent. The exposure of his identity was not something he could not understand. At his age and state, coupled with this broken knife, he could not hide anything.

Chen Chao nodded and said, "I'm Chen Chao."

Young Jian Xiu Dao "is still magnanimous."

"Dare you ask your friend's name?"

Now that he knew his identity, Chen Chao also wanted to know the identity of the young sword cultivator in front of him.

So young, yet so capable

Sword cultivators with this level of cultivation are rare even in the world of cultivation.

I am afraid that this person is not even found among the big sects.

The young swordsman pointed at the green flying sword and said with a smile, "It stands to reason that all monks in the world will know my name when they see this sword."

Chen Chao was startled, and then he looked at the flying sword seriously, and then he discovered that there were two words engraved next to the hilt of the flying sword.

They are two extremely ordinary words, as if someone had engraved them randomly.

Chen Chao looked at these two words and was silent for a while, then slowly said, "Weeds?"

The young swordsman nodded and said, "Exactly!"

In the eleventh year of Tianjian, something extremely important happened to all sword cultivators in the world. That was the Sword Qi Mountain that forged a century-old sword. When the news came out, countless sword cultivators rushed to board the sword. Qi Mountain, in the mountain at that time, countless sword cultivators were looking forward to bringing that century-old sword down the mountain, but no one succeeded.

Until a young swordsman with an unattractive appearance climbed the mountain.

The sword suddenly trembled, left the sword pool, rolled up countless sword energy, and fell into the hands of the young swordsman.

Then the young swordsman brought the century-old sword down the mountain, and from then on few people could find traces of him.

As for the century-old sword, it is called weed.

And that young swordsman's name seems to be Yu Xiyi.

Chen Chao looked at him, his expression became extremely complicated. When he was in Tianqing County, he had made up a lie to the Guoxi people. In fact, it was only later that Chen Chao found out that those people had taken his random lie seriously.

What made them so concerned was that they thought the young swordsman in the story was Yu Xiyi.

Chen Chao never thought that one day he would meet this peerless swordsman genius.

He didn't expect that he would meet him in such a situation.

So for a while, Chen Chao probably felt that the world was a little weird, which he couldn't figure out.

Yu Xiyi took back the weed, put it into the scabbard, and hung it casually on his waist. He said casually, "Shocked, but don't have any other emotions that you shouldn't have."