Emperor of the Mysterious Heavens

Chapter 23: Chapter 034 Yan Chuan’s Sword Skills

"Three, three provinces? Forty-two cities?" Liu Gang took a sharp breath.

This is equivalent to one-fifth of the territory of the Yan Kingdom. Are you taking the entire southern border as a bet?

Not only Liu Gang, but also Crown Prince Yan Wudi behind him changed his expression. You know, for the original six cities, Yan Wudi took a great risk. How could Yan Chuan do this?

"Why? Are you scared now?" Yan Chuan smiled.

"What a joke. It's not that I'm not brave, but can you take it out?" Liu Gang scolded.

"In the Yan Kingdom, my words are the words of the Emperor of Yan. Do you think I can take it out?" Yan Chuan said in a deep voice.

"You... you... you!" Liu Gang was speechless for a moment.

"Just forty-two cities. Ask your master and see if he dares!" Yan Chuan said playfully.

"Master, master?" Liu Gang looked at Lord Muye.

For forty-two cities, Liu Gang dared not make a decision anymore.

Lord Muye stared at Yan Chuan and was silent for a while. Suddenly, he laughed loudly. "Hahaha, good. Truly worthy of being Yan Tao's son. With the same great courage. Forty-two cities? Just forty-two cities. There are currently forty-two cities in the northern border of my Great Zheng. Liu Gang, bet with him!"

"Yes!" Liu Gang responded.

In Lord Muye's eyes, Liu Gang is at the tenth level of the Strength Realm, and Yan Chuan is at the eighth level. Moreover, Yan Chuan's experience is definitely not as much as Liu Gang's. How could Liu Gang lose this battle?

"Yan Chuan, since you want to lose your country, then come on. Hahaha!" Liu Gang calmed himself down and smiled.

Beside him, Yan Wudi showed anxiety on his face. But for some reason, when the words came to his lips, he suddenly held back. He looked at Yan Chuan with a complicated expression.

"We can bet. But I still want to ask clearly. Is it you alone fighting me, or are you and Lord Muye dealing with me alone?" Yan Chuan smiled.

"How presumptuous!" Lord Muye glared and said angrily.

"Humph. My master will not interfere. It's just me!" Liu Gang also shouted.

"Good. But I draw my sword extremely fast and can't stop. Lord Muye, watch carefully. If your precious disciple is in danger, you should still save him if you should!" Yan Chuan smiled.

"Arrogant!" Lord Muye said coldly.

"Yan Chuan, do you only have words? Show your sword!" Liu Gang shouted.

"I don't have a sword!" Yan Chuan said faintly.

Lord Muye: "..."

Liu Gang: "..."

"Nephew, lend me your Purple and Green Sword. After defeating Liu Gang, I will return it to you!" Yan Chuan looked at Yan Wudi and said.

Yan Wudi's expression was complicated. He looked at Yan Chuan strangely.

"Uncle Wang, please!" Yan Wudi reluctantly handed out the Purple and Green Sword.

Holding the Purple and Green Sword, Yan Chuan flicked it with his finger.

"Ding!"

"Purple iron essence? Good sword. What's even better is that it is most suitable for a 'natural sword bone'. It seems that your newly worshiped master is also a person who understands swords!" Yan Chuan praised.

"Huh?" Yan Wudi was surprised.

Yan Chuan held the Purple and Green Sword and waved it gently twice. Then he looked at Liu Gang and said, "Come on. I draw my sword very quickly!"

"Humph!" Liu Gang let out a cold snort.

With a wave of his finger during the cold snort.

"Whoosh!"

The flying sword 'Fleeting Light' suddenly trembled slightly.

"Whoosh!"

The cyan Fleeting Light instantly shot towards Yan Chuan at an extremely fast speed, as if it was going to pierce Yan Chuan through with one sword.

Everyone around stared at the flying sword.

But Yan Chuan's eyes suddenly focused. The Purple and Green Sword in his hand suddenly stabbed forward.

"Ding!"

The two swords suddenly collided. Sparks flew everywhere.

The flying sword was knocked back by the collision.

But at this moment, several pairs of eyes suddenly focused.

Lord Muye, Azure Dragon, Jiu Jiansheng, and even Yan Wudi with a natural sword bone.

Everyone looked at Yan Chuan together. Because that sword just now was too accurate. Accurate to an unbelievable extent.

When Yan Wudi fought, the swords collided only on the blade. But Yan Chuan was on the tip of the sword.

On that extremely tiny point, Yan Chuan stabbed with one sword?

"Coincidence? It must be a coincidence!" Jiu Jiansheng murmured to himself.

Yan Wudi's expression became more complicated. Lord Muye's eyes became more and more solemn.

After the momentary collision of swords, the flying sword shot back again and aimed at Yan Chuan again.

But at this moment, Yan Chuan made a strange and violent turn.

The turn was very violent and fast!

The Purple and Green Sword in his hand was also swung in a big circle. When the speed reached the extreme, it just happened to turn back after one circle.

Facing Liu Gang with the Purple and Green Sword, Yan Chuan suddenly let go and even provided a boost to the Purple and Green Sword.

"Go!" Yan Chuan shouted.

The Purple and Green Sword flew out of his hand. At an extremely fierce speed, like a flying sword, it shot directly at Liu Gang not far away.

"Whoosh!"

The Purple and Green Sword and the flying sword almost passed by each other closely. The Purple and Green Sword shot towards Liu Gang, and the flying sword shot towards Yan Chuan.

Seeing this scene, almost everyone was stunned.

"What is he doing? Why did Yan Chuan throw away his sword?"

"He's crazy. The Purple and Green Sword is not a flying sword?"

"Does he think it's a dart?"

...

Not only the onlookers around, but Yan Wudi and Lord Muye were also somewhat confused by this scene.

In the blink of an eye, the flying sword instantly arrived in front of Yan Chuan. It seemed that Yan Chuan was about to be assassinated by the flying sword.

Yan Chuan took a wrong step with his feet and leaned to one side. He narrowly dodged the flying sword.

The flying sword passed by in front of Yan Chuan's nose. It was extremely dangerous.

Just when everyone thought the flying sword had failed and looked at the Purple and Green Sword on the other side.

Yan Chuan moved again. At some point, his right arm had already stretched out. With a quick grab, when everyone's eyes blurred, he actually grabbed the hilt of the flying sword.

Grabbed the hilt of the flying sword?

Threw away the Purple and Green Sword and grabbed the flying sword?

Yan Wudi looked at this strange fighting style in astonishment.

But it's not over yet. Yan Chuan made another big turn. Holding the flying sword, he swung it in a big circle. With a huge impulse, when Yan Chuan stood straight, he swung it hard and threw the flying sword out. The direction it was shot was exactly at Liu Gang.

The Purple and Green Sword and the flying sword shot towards Liu Gang at the same time.

With two magnificent turns, two swords shot at Liu Gang together.

The astonishing change made the onlookers around hold their breaths. Their eyes sparkled brightly.

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

The Purple and Green Sword arrived in front of Liu Gang first. The terrifying tip of the sword appeared in front of him. How could Liu Gang still have the mind to control the flying sword? Moreover, at this moment, the flying sword seemed to be blocked by a huge force and he couldn't control it anymore.

"Ah!"

The terrified Liu Gang retreated backwards.

But no matter how fast he was, how could he be faster than the two swords?

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

The two swords were filled with killing intent. In an instant, it seemed that they were about to pierce Liu Gang through.

"Master!" Liu Gang shouted in terror.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Lord Muye suddenly blocked in front of Liu Gang. He held a sword blade in each hand. His fingertips were fixed. The two swords trembled violently.

"Hiss!" Lord Muye looked at the two swords in his hands in surprise.

Liu Gang escaped death and was already sweating profusely. While gasping for breath, his heart was still in panic.

The onlookers around all felt this soul-stirring scene. Everyone was excited.

"Good!" Mo Yuxi shouted first.

Mo Yuxi looked at Yan Chuan again. There were flashes of excitement in her eyes. It was as if the astonishing two swords just now were emitted by herself.

"Good, good, good sword!" Jiu Jiansheng also came to his senses.

"It's really amazing. Unexpectedly, swordsmanship can be used like this!"

"This is the first time I've seen someone use a sword like this. It's so amazing!"

"Throw the sword, seize the sword, throw the sword! Wonderful. Unexpectedly!"

"Yan Chuan? Yan Tao's son? A tiger father has no dog son. Sure enough!"

...

There were bursts of cheers around. Yan Chuan's move was indeed extremely amazing.

Yan Wudi looked at his "Uncle Wang" complicatedly. Although he was called a swordsmanship genius, it was impossible for him to defeat Liu Gang in one round. Could it be that Uncle Wang's swordsmanship is even more powerful?

"No, I will definitely surpass you and become the strongest sword cultivator in the world!" Yan Wudi clenched his fist and vowed in his heart.

There were continuous cheers around. But Lord Muye and Liu Gang on the opposite side had extremely ugly expressions.

Lord Muye made a move, declareing Liu Gang's complete defeat!

The forty-two cities of the Great Zheng Kingdom also completely changed hands in this short moment.

"Master, master, I didn't expect Yan Chuan to throw away his sword. I didn't expect him to seize my flying sword either. Disciple, disciple..." Liu Gang quickly explained.

But what's the use of explaining? Defeat is defeat.

Unexpectedly, Yan Chuan would throw the Purple and Green Sword. Without any precautions, he was destined to lose.

Lord Muye held the two swords in his hands and looked at Yan Chuan with a gloomy expression.

Yan Chuan's astonishing move was like a hard slap on his own face, leaving him with no way to parry.

"Yan Chuan!" Lord Muye said coldly.

"Thank you, Lord Muye, for the forty-two cities! Yan Chuan thanks you!" Yan Chuan smiled.

At this moment, Yan Chuan's laughter was particularly harsh.

"Hahaha, Yan Tao gave birth to a good son!" Lord Muye's voice was extremely cold.

As he spoke, a large amount of black light suddenly burst out from Lord Muye's hand. It seemed that he wanted to destroy the Purple and Green Sword to vent his hatred.

"Stop!" Yan Wudi shouted anxiously.

"Who dares to destroy my sword!" A loud shout suddenly came from all directions in the void.

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

...

With this shout, a powerful sword intent spread out. Among the nearly one hundred onlookers around, as long as they had swords, the swords would suddenly tremble slightly. It was as if they were welcoming the king of swords.

The Purple and Green Sword and the flying sword 'Fleeting Light', even though they were held in Lord Muye's hands, were also trembling violently at this moment.

Jiu Jiansheng felt it first and quickly suppressed his own sword. Only then did his sword not follow the sword's ringing.

"Whoosh!"

The Purple and Green Sword flew out of Lord Muye's hand and instantly shot towards the center of the field.

And a person suddenly appeared in the center of the field. A man in a black linen robe. The man had white temples. He stood alone in the center of the field. Where he stood, a compelling sword intent shot out.

"Snap!" The man grabbed the Purple and Green Sword.

"Master!" Yan Wudi said in surprise.

"King of Solitary Swords?" Azure Dragon raised an eyebrow.

The black-robed man in the center, holding the Purple and Green Sword, had a cold expression in his eyes. His eyes stared at Lord Muye. It was as if two sharp swords could shoot out of his eyes. Extremely sharp.

The powerful aura was like a sharp sword, pointing directly at people's hearts.

Many of the strong onlookers around retreated one after another under this aura.

"It's you, King of Solitary Swords?" Lord Muye said with an ugly expression.

"How did my disciple's sword end up in your hands?" King of Solitary Swords said coldly

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