Fantasy: My Disciples Are All Protagonist Templates

Chapter 450 Chen Ge's Exquisite Swordsmanship

"Little friend Chen Ge, in your opinion, is it reasonable for what the three lords of the Xiansheng said?"

At this time, the master of Shenlongmen also came along.

He was wearing a green shirt, with a jade finger in his hand, white hair, and eyes like lightning.

"Master, this disciple is here to help you, even if the Dragon Sect is not here, this disciple will never live in mediocrity!"

As he said that, Liu Wuji glanced sideways at Fang Kuo again, with a domineering manner and an air of fearlessness.

Chen Ge didn't speak, just watched his nose with his eyes and his heart with his nose.

Fang Kuo laughed loudly, and said proudly: "Haha, good, you are indeed the apprentice that Fang Kuo likes. I did not accept you as an apprentice by mistake in the past. If all the disciples of Shenlongmen have your pride, why can't we continue?" For thousands of years!"

"Since this is the case, Shenlongmen will never be destroyed. It only takes a little spark to revive it. There are still people who want to destroy us. It is wishful thinking!"

Liu Wuji glared angrily at the three saints in front of him and said: "You are not afraid of the oblique shadow, but there are people who have been deceiving the world and stealing their names all their lives, and I don't know which one is the real disciple. It's really ridiculous."

"Boy, what are you talking about, I'm your elder when you say that!"

Wei Fan said in a cold voice: "Sure enough, the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked. With your nature, your master must have only taught you the exercises, but not how to be a human being."

"Die!"

With a wave of the sword, a terrifying sword light roared towards Liu Wuji at the same time as the humming sounded.

boom!

At this moment, it was as if the sky was collapsing and the ground was collapsing. The rumbling momentum was like a thousand troops and horses trampling over, the ground was shattered inch by inch, and Liu Wuji was approaching.

fast!

Wei Fan is worthy of being a great swordsman, every movement of his hands and feet is filled with overflowing sword energy, this sword is extremely terrifying.

So much so that Liu Wuji's eyes widened, and even his soul trembled at this moment.

He wanted to dodge, but his legs were as heavy as lead, and his body couldn't resist him opening his mouth at all.

Perhaps it was because of Wei Fan's sword energy.

Can't dodge, Liu Wuji absolutely can't dodge this sword, not to mention that the cultivation bases of the two are not at the same level, and Wei Fan's sword moves suddenly, and the sword's power is as fast as lightning.

"Disciple, get out of the way!"

Seeing this, Fang Kuo's pupils shrank, and he raised a right hand covered with rings, and the thunder and lightning exploded from his hand immediately.

Form a grid, trying to stop this sword.

Wei Fan's sword is fast, and Fang Kuo is even faster.

But there is another figure, even faster than the two of them, almost to the extreme.

With a slight sway, he tapped the ground with his toes, a circle of dust and smoke was stirred up, and the figure stopped in front of Liu Wuji.

"Disperse!"

Raising his hand with a sword, the Rolling Sword swept out, and at the moment of colliding with Wei Fan's sword, with the point of collision as the center, waves immediately swayed in all directions, setting off layers of soil waves on the ground.

"Master Fangkuo, Sect Master Liu Wuji, this matter happened because of my arrival, Chen Ge. This first sword and first battle should be taken by me, Chen Ge!"

In the billowing dust and smoke, Chen Ge swung the Seven Star Sword, and a hole was cut in the white dust and smoke. Taking advantage of the gap, what was revealed was his uncanny side face, with a touch of determination in his eyes.

"what!"

The people present were shocked, staring at Chen Ge with wide eyes.

The same goes for Wei Fan.

"How is it possible, when did this kid stand in front of Liu Wuji?"

Wei Fan's cloudy old eyes glowed, and he stared straight at Chen Ge. His eyes were full of horror, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

"My son, it's so terrifying. I will take this sword, and it won't be so easy!" Fang Kuo's eyes sank, and the light in the slits of his eyes kept flickering, staring at the back of Chen Ge standing in front of him, fighting for a while. blood boiling.

"This kid Chen Ge is really a secret. Does the old monk want to cut off the beard, or follow him to enlightenment?" Duan disaster gritted his teeth, and the sunken imprints appeared on both cheeks. He was also staring at Chen Ge.

"This son is Chen Ge!"

Lu Feng was horrified in the dark, and at this moment he was already starting to draw the writing brush on his waist, and his vigilance suddenly increased.

"What a terrifying speed, what a superb sword power, I never expected to be able to compete with the old sword cultivator who was the number one in the wilderness in the past, what is the origin of this son, and what is his identity!"

With bright eyes, Xu Fei pulled out a wooden sword on his back with one hand, and pinched his fingers with the other to deduce.

But unfortunately, the mystery of Chen Ge's body is very hazy, and it is impossible to deduce the reason.

In desperation, the veteran Xu Fei could only give up, and at the same time, his curiosity about Chen Ge also increased.

"Wei Fan, a genius monk who was once famous in the wilderness, wiped out a half-immortal sword cultivator with three swords, and beheaded seven famous sword cultivators in a row. So far, he has reached the top of the list of sword cultivators in the wilderness. Since then, he has been called the sword cultivator of the heavens. You are intelligent and accompanied by a natural sword energy, it is said that if you leave the ancient sword in your hand, you will die, and if you leave it, the sky will collapse!"

"Seeing you today is nothing more than that."

"Helpably, Chen Ge, the suzerain of the Xuantian Sect in the Eastern Region, raises his sword to fight with you, do you dare to take my sword?"

Chen Ge's eyes were piercing, and his sword intentions surged wantonly on his body, and the Seven Star Sword in his hand was already quenched by spiritual power.

The genius cultivator who ranked first was very fond of his own reputation. Chen Ge was very excited about him. If he was not afraid of losing face, it wouldn't matter if today's events spread in the wilderness from now on.

"Wei Fan!"

Xu Fei yelled, squinted his eyes, stared at Chen Ge and said coldly: "Cultivator who can work with Disaster Avoidance, I don't need to confront you, just accept your life."

"Oh? What do you mean, you old monster, that Wei Fan doesn't dare?"

Chen Ge snorted, put the long sword in his hand into the sheath with a clang, stepped back two steps, and stood side by side with Fang Kuo and others again.

The corners of Fang Kuo's mouth curled up slightly. Although he didn't speak, the irony was self-evident.

Duan disaster played with a string of Buddhist beads with one hand, and touched his bald head with the other, sneered, and stared straight at Wei Fan.

Huang Jifeng and Liu Wuji looked serious.

In addition to the horror in the depths of his eyes, there was also a panic in his heart that was difficult to calm down!

powerful!

They didn't expect Chen Ge to be so strong!

From all the rumors circulating in the wilderness before, they only knew that Chen Ge had something, but they didn't expect it to be so strong.

With a light stroke of the sword, Wei Fan's sword force was counteracted.

You know, Wei Fan is an ancient No. [-] sword repairer, who has already gained fame thousands of years ago. Needless to say, his strength and sword skills are definitely top-notch.

But in front of Chen Ge, he looked so unbearable?

"Wei Fan, stand back and let the old man come! Chen Ge, do you dare to fight the old man?"

At this time, the blind old Lu Feng stepped forward, and he was already holding a two-inch writing brush.

The barrel of the writing brush is black, the bristles are black and white, and there is a little scarlet at the tip of the brush.

The rays of light bloomed, and the tedious and mysterious rays of light enveloped it, with a hint of wildness.