Heir To All

Whether in the eyes of Li Jinlin, Yuhan, Shao Han, Wang Yigang, Ye Yucheng, etc., Myron is an opponent worth challenging.

They all want to defeat Myron, replace Myron, and become the first strongest in the young generation.

Unfortunately.

He hadn't competed with Mellen, but they were all defeated by Chang Tian.

Everyone can't catch the sword of Changtian.

So that everyone is full of expectations for Mellen.

I hope Mellen can create miracles and catch the sword of Changtian.

In their opinion, Mellen dared to make an appointment with Chang Tian, ​​and naturally had the certainty to defeat Chang Tian and win Chang Tian, ​​otherwise there would be such a big disturbance.

However, with Chu Linguang's sword just now, Mellen saw clearly and confused. He only felt that his vision was wide open and his heart moved. The gaze that looked at Chu Linguang had changed from solemnity to jealousy, even incredible.

Chu Linguang had those two swords just now.

Under his eyes.

He felt breakable and unbreakable.

But the arrow is on the string. Today is his appointment to fight Chang Tian. He has no retreat. Even if he can't catch it, he has to compete with Chang Tian.

As a sword repairman who understands the embryonic form of a sword spirit, Myron is fearless and confident.

Under everyone's attention.

He strode out.

Said: "Your swordsmanship is very peculiar. It seems that they are just one sword, but each sword is different.

It seems to practice kendo to the extreme.

It's like opportunism, just using the power of the sword to win by surprise.

In short, you, I admire it very much, I'm not expecting you today. "

Myron agreed with Chang Tian.

His words made Ji Qinglan look at Chu Linguang even more bizarrely. Ji Furong was already going crazy, desperately trying to remember the sword that Chu Linguang pointed out earlier.

As for everyone holding their breath, watching all this intently, especially Zhou Yubo. Myron had previously said that after defeating Chang Tian, ​​he must take the first level of Chu Linguang.

How strong he is, Zhou Yubo's heart is an unknown number, and he can take advantage of this opportunity to get a good understanding of Myron.

"It was you who asked me to come over, this sword is strong and weak, you must bear it today.\'

Chu Linguang said lightly.

"If you can defeat me, from then on, you will be the first person in Guwu youth and will be admired by thousands of people."

Myron said.

"Isn't it the first person? I'm not interested. In my eyes, everyone is the same. Whether it is a young strong or an older generation, you can't hold my sword. The same is true for you."

Chu Linguang said seriously.

His goal is Dulong.

"Wow!"

The crowd was in an uproar, only thinking that Chu Linguang's words were too domineering and even a little arrogant, but in retrospect of his journey, whether he faced Li Jinlin or Yuhan, he won with one sword, and he couldn't help feeling that what he said made people excited.

"Since my debut, no one has ever taken on my sword spirit, and today I will practice with you."

Mellen was not angry either.

Take out a light sword.

The sword came out of its sheath, and the tip of the sword pointed obliquely at the ground. For an instant, he was like entering the sword god, and a surge of sword aura burst out from his body. Standing there, he was invincible.

In all directions, every plant and tree was bearing his sword edge. In the valley, countless plants and trees fell into pieces in an instant.

"Howl Howl!"

There were also bursts of sword roars that made the scalp numb.

this moment.

Myron's whole body seemed to be an unusually dangerous sword formation, with violent sword energy, and its sharp edge directed towards Xiao Han, unmatched.

Everyone felt a shock, as if they were locked in by the endless terrifying blades. Many people shuddered and quickly retreated.

"This... is a sword spirit, a mighty power that surpasses the power of a sword."

Ye Yucheng exclaimed.

He is a master swordsman, and originally wanted to compete with Melon. At this moment, he felt the terrifying aura in Melon's sword, especially when the sword spirit was looming, he suddenly looked frustrated.

Know clearly.

He couldn't stop the sword of Changtian, but he might not be able to stop it even if he was afraid of Melan's sword.

Shao Han and Wang Yigang on the side also widened their eyes.

I couldn't believe my eyes.

It's just that Myron, who has just understood the rudiment of the sword spirit, has such a mighty power just after lighting up the sword.

Even Li Jinlin or Yuhan couldn't help but nod their heads in admiration.

"The son is mighty!"

"The son will win!"

...

Mai Peiyi led the masters of the Mai family, cheering and shouting on the side. Seeing that Mai Lun had just shot his sword, he had such power and morale was greatly boosted and encouraged.

Even if it was Ji Furong, who was anxious to recall the sword taught by Chu Linguang, his gaze stayed on Myron at the moment, with a pair of eyes full of wonder and confusion.

"You only need a sword against the enemy, and the same is true for me!"

Myron has frivolous eyebrows.

A pair of sharp eyes seemed to contain a storm of sword energy.

As the power of the prototype sword spirit became stronger and stronger, there was a faint feeling of being completely comprehended by him, and his confidence increased greatly. Looking at Chu Linguang's gaze, there was no surprise and confusion, only the condescending gaze remained.

"Far away!"

He burst into a shout.

As soon as his body moved, the sword was provoked, and the potential energy of the heavens and the earth in Mochizuki Valley seemed to be poured into his sword uncontrollably.

At this moment, Mellen's eyes were firm and confident, and he slashed with all his strength.

Even if Chang Tian has three heads and six arms, no matter how overbearing the sword moves, he can't stop him without comprehending the sword spirit.

He Mellen, who deserves to be the No. 1 strongman of Guwu youth, can't be shaken.

However, Chu Linguang, who was enveloped by the sword qi storm and engulfed by the potential energy of the sword spirit, had an expression that was not waved from the ancient well from beginning to end. Seeing that the clouds were rolling and the flowers blooming and falling, he remained motionless like a mountain.

Wait until Jianfeng is close at hand.

As if the power of this sword reached its climax.

Chu Linguang drew his sword.

"Howl!"

The loud and suffocating sound of sword chants spread throughout Mochizuki Valley. With this sound of sword groans, in Mochizuki Valley, the potential energy of the heavens and the earth entrapped by Myron, even in the sword's front, the looming shadow of the sword spirit .

All seemed to have received the deadliest crit.

Dissipated instantly.

As if all power was completely evacuated, and as if swallowed in an instant, the oppression of Mochizuki Valley disappeared instantly.

People can only hear Chu Linguang's sword groan as he draws his sword out of its sheath.

In Myron's eyes.

At the critical moment of life and death, Chu Linguang suddenly drew his sword and attacked the world.

It was the deadly sword in that Xiaoqian swordsmanship.

This sword broke all the magic.

Only this sword light flashed, and the prototype of his most proud sword spirit dissipated invisible, with great potential energy, and even ashes. Before he was thinking about it, he only felt that his right shoulder was light, blood sprayed, and the sword followed his right shoulder and arm. , Fell to the ground together.

[The author has something to say]

It's three shifts, thank you Ma Zhiquan Lao Tie for sending energy drinks again. I am grateful.

I add more!