Chapter 123

Manager Wang said sinisterly.

One night passed in the blink of an eye.

Accompanied by the morning mist, Su Chen was called up by Little Huang Rong.

"Why get up so early?"

Su Chen said with dissatisfaction.

"I just asked around."

"Because of the Sword God List, many people have gone to climb Huashan for their fame recently."

"If we go late, we might catch up with many people and won't be able to go up the mountain."

Huang Rong said seriously.

"Is it that exaggerated?"

Su Chen was still skeptical, but since he was already awake, he just got up.

"Little Rong'er, change clothes for the young master."

Su Chen stood swaggeringly in front of Huang Rong.

"I am a cook, not your maid, I won't change clothes for you."

Huang Rong made a face and ran out in a flash.

Half an hour later.

Su Chen and his group were finally ready, and they traveled together towards Huashan.

It must be said that Little Huang Rong’s judgment was very accurate; there were too many people coming to Huashan this time, from all directions, a vast crowd.

"Is the influence of the Sword God List too great?"

Seeing Wanwan looked at the people climbing the mountain around her, more than seventy percent of whom were swordsmen, and couldn't help but be surprised.

Su Chen couldn't stand this slow moving speed, so he simply jumped up.

"You guys go up slowly, I’ll go first."

Leaving this sentence, Su Chen stepped directly into the void and climbed Huashan in the clouds.

At this moment, there were hundreds of thousands of people climbing Huashan, and seeing Su Chen flying across the sky, they couldn't help but exclaim.

Although they couldn't see Su Chen’s face clearly, seeing him in white with a sword, his appearance like a fairy, everyone couldn't help but shout, calling him a Sword Immortal.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths...

Su Chen rose with the wind, looking at the bushes getting smaller and smaller under the mountain, a feeling of being free and unfettered arose spontaneously.

His Jianghu dream seemed to be fulfilled a little more.

It’s a pity he couldn't ride a sword and become a land sword immortal; that would definitely be cooler!

Su Chen had many distracting thoughts, and the peak of Huashan was already in sight.

On the back mountain’s broken peak, Siguo Cliff, an old swordsman with white hair sat in the clouds.

It was the Huashan Sword Sect recluse Feng Feng Qingyang.

Feeling Su Chen’s arrival, Feng Feng Qingyang slowly opened his eyes.

"Go away, I don't want to take apprentices, and I have no sword techniques to pass on."

Feng Feng Qingyang said angrily, obviously having been annoyed for several days.

Su Chen landed slowly and smiled: "Greetings to Senior Feng, I am different from those people."

"Oh?"

Feng Feng Qingyang looked at Su Chen properly, "Aren't you here specifically to apprentice because of the Sword God List?"

To be honest, looking at Su Chen’s appearance, his heart was very shaken, and he couldn't help but want to take an apprentice.

Because Su Chen’s temperament was too ethereal, he was simply a born material for learning swords.

Su Chen said: "Of course not, because I ranked that Sword God List."

"What? You ranked the Sword God List? You are Mr. Su of Snow?"

Feng Feng Qingyang said with great surprise.

He only learned about this name in the last few days and respected him very much, thinking he was a fairy-like old man.

I didn't expect him to be such a graceful young master.

Su Chen smiled lightly: "Does it make Senior Feng very disappointed?"

Feng Feng Qingyang shook his head and said: "Ambition is not in age. It’s just that I can't figure out, how do you know my past when we meet for the first time?"

Su Chen said: "I not only know your past, but I also know that you practice the 'Senior Dugu Nine Swords'."

"You even know the Senior Dugu Nine Swords?"

Now Feng Feng Qingyang was really shocked.

This sword technique, inherited from that invincible Sword God of the Great Song, had never been used in the Jianghu.

Could this person really be a divine judge of heaven’s secrets?

Seeing another batch of people coming up from under the mountain, Su Chen didn't want to delay and stated his purpose directly:

"I came here this time specifically to learn from your unique skill, the 'Senior Dugu Nine Swords'."

Feng Feng Qingyang looked at the sword at Su Chen’s waist and said: "I didn't expect Mr. Su to be a master of swordsmanship too."

Su Chen smiled slightly and said loudly: "I have a sword that makes immortals kneel, two sleeves of green snakes dance, and I would like to ask for your advice."

"Good! Then let me see Mr. Su’s supernatural powers."

Feng Feng Qingyang also became interested, and his treasure sword, which hadn't been unsheathed for twenty years, had cold light like water in an instant.

"Clang!"

Amidst the clanging sound, Su Chen also took out the Fulan Sword.

One sword makes immortals kneel!

Su Chen rose with the wind, rode the sword into the sky, man and sword became one, and slashed down with a sword Qi more than ten zhang long.

"Good sword technique!"

Feng Feng Qingyang praised, and the Senior Dugu Nine Swords were unfolded one by one.

At the same time.

Su Chen had already activated the talent of remembering longevity at a glance, imprinting all the mysteries of the "Senior Dugu Nine Swords."

"What a Senior Dugu Nine Swords, it is indeed exquisite."

Su Chen analyzed it slightly in his heart and thought highly of this sword technique.

Since the "Senior Dugu Nine Swords" is already in hand, there is no need to drag it on.

Su Chen’s sword momentum suddenly became three parts stronger, separating Feng Feng Qingyang’s long sword.

Then he sheathed his sword.

Then, in Feng Feng Qingyang’s surprised eyes, he put his two fingers together and shot out with infinite sword Qi.

Two sleeves of green snakes!

The finger force surged, turning into two sword Qi dozens of zhang long.

The sword Qi stirred up countless sand, stones, and leaves, like two big green snakes hissing in the void, whistling towards Feng Feng Qingyang.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The back mountain’s broken peak erupted with earth-shattering roars.

A group of swordsmen under the mountain looked up, and everyone showed a look of horror.

Because they saw.

Under the strangulation of those two python-like sword Qi, the entire Siguo Cliff was cut off at the waist.

As if Huashan had been scalped.