Chapter 212: Giving a Sword

Tao Shouyi looked at Xu Chenghuan, with a hint of sarcasm on his lips.

"What are you doing here? Do you want to fight me?"

"You are no match for me."

He has been practicing with his master for so many years, but what about Xu Chenghuan!

Hiding in this place, when Xu Chenghuan left the Sword Hall, his swordsmanship had already reached the eighth level.

In the past three years, hiding in this no-man's land, it is too difficult to make a breakthrough in swordsmanship.

Even

if Xu Chenghuan can break through to the ninth level, so what!

He is still no match for him.

The hatred in Xu Chenghuan's eyes is like a burning rage, pointing directly at people's hearts, making it impossible to ignore.

His eyebrows are like knives, with blades in his eyes, and he looks directly at Tao Shouyi.

"It's been three years, Tao Shouyi. I've been waiting for this day for a long time. Do you dare to fight me?"

Tao Shouyi sneered, not taking Xu Chenghuan

seriously at all. "Xu Chenghuan, aren't you worthy of being my opponent now?"

"Look at you now. Where is the high spirit you once had?"

"You used to be the most powerful swordsman, but now..."

"You don't even have a sword. Could it be that you have been in this broken place for so long that you can't even use a sword!" "

Who said our boss doesn't have a sword?" Centipede stood up.

Everyone looked at Centipede.

Centipede took out a sword from his body.

The person he admired most was the former leader of the martial arts world, Xu Chenghuan.

He always hoped that he could become a great hero.

Like Xu Chenghuan, he would travel the world with a sword and help those who were injustice. He

longed to have the unrestrained and heroic spirit of the world.

Unfortunately, he had no talent for martial arts and could only wear a sword for show.

He did not expect that this habit of his would come into play one day.

Centipede threw the sword in his hand.

Qiao Niannian helped to send it out.

Xu Chenghuan raised his hand, and the sword fell steadily into his hand.

Tao Shouyi looked at the sword with gloomy eyes, and he made up his mind.

He must first capture the soul of the centipede to sacrifice.

Centipede did not know what Tao Shouyi was thinking, and he was extremely excited.

"Ahhh, the leader of the martial arts world used my sword. My dream has come true."

On the side, the younger brother who knew Centipede's wish could not help but complain: "Why are you so excited? The one fighting is the boss, not you."

Centipede snorted coldly: "What do you know? The boss killed people with my sword, which means I also killed people."

Seeing Centipede so excited, Xu Chenghuan stretched out his hand and pulled out the sword.

The sword tip flashed coldly under the torch.

Tao Shouyi, who looked at the sword, smiled.

"It's just a piece of broken copper and iron. I remember that your sword was made of black iron before, but now you can only use this sword that you wouldn't even pick up if it was thrown on the ground!"

"You want to beat me with a broken weapon? It's just a dream."

Xu Chenghuan pointed the sword in his hand directly at Tao Shouyi's forehead: "You should also want to fight me!"

"You always think you are better than me, so let me see how strong your swordsmanship is today."

"Otherwise, you, the self-proclaimed leader of the martial arts world, are a joke."

The last sentence successfully stimulated Tao Shouyi.

Xu Chenghuan was the previous leader of the martial arts world.

The next leader of the martial arts world must defeat the previous leader of the martial arts world and be respected by everyone before he can become the leader of the martial arts world.

As a result, he destroyed the Yujian Hall before fighting Xu Chenghuan.

Xu Chenghuan disappeared.

He led the disciples of Tianxuan Sect and searched for three whole years, but could not find any trace of Xu Chenghuan.

Therefore, although he took the position of the leader of the martial arts world.

But in the martial arts world, everyone was privately mocking him.

What a cuckoo occupying the magpie's nest.

What he was not Xu Chenghuan's opponent at all.

This was simply a big joke.

How could he not beat Xu Chenghuan?

He could slaughter all the members of Yujian Hall, so why would he be afraid of Xu Chenghuan?

Although Tao Shouyi was disdainful in his heart, he could not stop such voices from spreading throughout the martial arts world.

This has always been a thorn in Tao Shouyi's heart.

Today, he will personally get rid of this thorn in his heart.

Tao Shouyi sneered: "Okay, since you are rushing to seek death, then I will fulfill your wish."

After speaking, he looked at Xu Chenghuan, and then he found that the other's face had changed at this moment.

Before, he read Xu Chenghuan's fortune, and the opponent always had a fatal crisis.

Now, that fatal crisis is looming.

Could it be that fighting with him is Xu Chenghuan's fatal crisis?

Tao Shouyi wanted to look again, but because it was related to himself, he could only see a mist and couldn't see the ending clearly.

Anyway, no matter what, Xu Chenghuan must die today.

Tao Shouyi drew out his sword.

His sword was a top-grade sharp blade. Tao Shouyi threw the scabbard out casually, and an extremely sharp blade with a cold glow appeared in front of everyone.

This sword is extremely sharp, and the sword aura is soaring.

Compared with the one in Xu Chenghuan's hand, one is top-grade silk, and the other is a rag that would not be a pity to throw away.

The two swords are simply incomparable.

The younger brother next to the centipede was a little worried when he saw this scene.

"Brother, the boss won't lose just because of your broken sword!"

He is not speaking badly.

It is true that the sword in the boss's hand really looks like broken copper and rotten iron, while the one in Tao Shouyi's hand is obviously a divine weapon.

There is no comparison at all.

Centipede also felt a little guilty.

He also felt that the boss's chances of winning with his sword were really slim.

On the other hand, Xu Chenghuan's expression was extremely calm. He did not show any expression of disgust because the sword in his hand was not good. He

was not envious or afraid of the divine weapon in Tao Shouyi's hand.

He just stood there, and a fierce sword aura spread from Xu Chenghuan.

It was obviously just an ordinary sword, but in Xu Chenghuan's hands, it had the momentum of a single man blocking a thousand men.

Tao Shouyi curled his lips in disdain.

Fight him with such a broken weapon.

It's simply courting death.

In that case,

he would just grant his wish.

The will to fight was on the verge of breaking out. The two figures flashed and rushed forward to fight.

The already dark space became even more depressing.

The surrounding torches swayed left and right because of the sword energy of the two people, as if they would go out at any time.

Everyone's eyes were all on the two people fighting in the center.

The space gradually became quiet, with only the sound of the two people fighting.

In a flash, the two figures left only a trail of afterimages, and everyone could hardly see how they attacked.

On the other side,

Qu Yihang and Qiao Chuanbai gradually stopped their actions and each retreated a safe distance. They also looked at the center.

This fight attracted everyone's attention.

One of them carries the blood feud of his master and represents fairness and justice, so he will never allow himself to retreat.

The other wants to prove himself and for the sake of Tianxuan Sect's reputation, he will never allow himself to lose.

They both try their best to defeat each other.