Linghu Chong smiled faintly, "Master, I'm afraid I'll disappoint you. Linghu Chong still has one last sword move, please appreciate it!"

After saying this, Linghu Chong flew forward and exchanged a few more moves with Wuchan.

"What on earth is he planning?" Wu Chan couldn't help wondering as he fought.

"boom!"

At this moment, a surge of sword energy rose from Linghu Chong's body. Within a radius of three meters, the sharp sword energy slowly passed through, as if it were a forbidden sword area.

Dugu Swordsman 1: When your units attack, there is a 10% chance of entering a "Swordless" state, which lasts for ten seconds.

"This... this is that person's swordsmanship!"

Wuchan's face changed drastically and he was shocked. Is he that man's successor?

He couldn't help but recall that in his youth, there was an arrogant figure holding an ordinary willow branch. He broke the combined siege of several Shaolin masters with just one move.

Shaolin was severely damaged in this battle, and coupled with the unstable situation in the world, they decided to close the mountain.

After several decades, he actually saw that man's peerless swordsmanship again!

Then he couldn't help feeling sad. What a pity! He was going to die!

He knew in his heart that he could not take this sword!

"Uncle Master, who is trespassing into the forbidden area of ​​Shaolin?"

"You bold thief, trespassing into the Sutra Library in the middle of the night! All my disciples, follow me and capture him!"

…

A noisy sound was heard, Wuchan clasped his hands together and looked at Linghu Chong.

"Donor, can you please let these innocent disciples go?" he said softly.

Linghu Chong nodded.

Wuchan asked again, "Why did that person want to take my life?"

Linghu Chong swung his sword finger, and the sword energy was like a dragon, moving with his body and shooting towards Wuchan.

"Because you are both cowardly and strong enough!"

"boom!"

As the sword energy surged, half of the Sutra Library collapsed, leaving it in a mess.

Wuchan lay wounded in the ruins, a hint of relief in his eyes.

Shaolin... Back then, I also hated foreign races...