Chapter 5 Ma Chong's Self-esteem

"Spiritual weapon!"

Everyone looked stunned. As soon as the fire snake and sword appeared in Zhang Yan's hand, their eyes were completely attracted. When they saw the surging fire element scattered in the air, almost instantly, they concluded that the cowardly hand was a spiritual weapon!

How is that possible?

Where did this guy get such a grade baby?

The Yinghuo Sword Sect is a small sect. Ge Li, the suzerain, has a medium-grade spiritual weapon flying sword. These foundation-building disciples are basically first-class magic weapons. Seeing Zhang Yan casually taking out a spiritual weapon flying sword, he almost bit his tongue.

Especially this flying sword is still a fire attribute!

British Fire Sword Sect is a gathering place for sword cultivation, all of which are all fire element sword cultivation. Their feelings about the fire element are naturally much more ** than other attribute monks. 100% determined that this is a good treasure!

Everyone's eyes became greedy and hot in an instant. Who doesn't want to have a high-grade sword?

But when he saw Zhang Yan's cold and handsome face, he exuded an unparalleled momentum, as if he had been poured a basin of cold water, and the greed in his heart disappeared without a trace.

This guy doesn't seem to be easy to clean up...

Ma Chong has been observing Zhang Yan. As the leader of his disciples, he is a maniac who only knows how to practice swordsmanship every day and night. He has been defeated by the elder Bai Luo and has always been ashamed of him. In the past six months, he has been practicing harder than usual, waiting for one day.

Kung fu pays off, almost crazy practice for half a year, let Ma Chong vaguely touch the threshold of the realm of swordsmanship. He is confident that in less than a year, he will condense the golden elixir and become a golden elixir!

But at this time, when he saw the change of Zhang Yan's breath, Ma Chong suddenly found that he seemed to have ignored this teenager in the past. He knew that his brother had always looked down on him and even secretly insulted Zhang Yan. He didn't. He didn't pay attention to Zhang Yan at all. How could he despise him?

He couldn't see through Zhang Yan, but he was not afraid. The swordsman, with the unprecedented spirit in his chest, waved his sword and killed people. How could he retreat because there was a mountain ahead?

No, even if the teenager in front of me is really a towering mountain, I will split him with the sword in my hand!

Hang!

A long and narrow fire-attribute sword fell into Ma Chong's hand. His fighting spirit surged, and his eyes stared at Zhang Yan closely. His whole body was like a sharp sword, emitting a sharp breath.

With a sword in his hand, the breath of Ma Chong changed in an instant, and the original dark cheeks in the wood overflowed with an indescribable brilliance, flying freely and confident.

What a plagiarismous momentum, worthy of the sword practitioners who enter the road with swords!

Zhang Yan praised in his heart, but did not dare to be careless. He pinched the secret with his left hand, and the fire snake sword in his hand pointed to the horse. The magic element in his body surged wildly. After pouring into the fire snake sword, it automatically turned into the real element of the fire attribute, instantly releasing nearly ten feet long sword light.

The fire tongue dances like a snake dancing in the sky!

Ma Chong breathed and finally confirmed that the teenager in front of him was definitely a monk above the Jindan period!

He was not afraid and took the lead. He stepped on his right foot, his back was like a bow, and suddenly shot at Zhang Yan 20 feet away. Almost at the same time, the long sword in his hand stabbed Zhang Yan's throat, simple and direct, but fierce and fearless.

In his heart, he is fearless. Only by coming out his sword can he be brazen and smooth. Ma Chong has done this, but there is no joy at all. The long sword in his hand is only a top-quality magic weapon. He is only the cultivation of building a foundation and complete scripture. The key is that his sword skills have not yet reached the realm of swordsmanship.

Jindan Jianxiu, who doesn't have his own swordsmanship? He believed that Zhang Yan must have his own swordsmanship. Although he did not move at this time, he was gathering momentum, looking for his own flaws and waiting for the opportunity to move.

Ma Chong has left his backhand. As long as he didn't hit it, he immediately changed the sword style and attacked desperately with his close sword skills that he had been immersed in more than 100 years.

Only when you work hard will you not lose!

But a scene that stunned Ma Chong appeared. His body was about to enter the range of close combat, and the long sword in his hand suddenly stabbed away with a sharp sword spirit.

However, at this time, the fire snake sword in Zhang Yan's hand condensed into a flame light curtain in front of him.

How is that possible?

Doesn't he know that he is looking for death to resist the attack of a sword man with such a light curtain? Doesn't he know that such a method as light curtain can only be used when the elders teach the younger to practice swords?

The light curtain, even if it is condensed with sword spirit, if it is not for the difference in strength, it will definitely be broken by a sword! Therefore, in this world, the battle between Jianxiu is not only attack, but also attack!

Killing the enemy with the sharpest attack is the strongest defense!

A ridiculous idea appeared in Ma Chong's mind. Does the teenager in front of him look down on himself and want to beat himself in this way as the elders practice swords with the younger generation?

When practicing swords, when the master teaches his apprentices, he often protects his body with a light curtain and allows his disciples to attack arbitrarily. In the attack, the master can most directly point out the shortcomings of his disciples' sword skills. This situation will only occur when the disciple's swordsmanship is not completed. When the disciple's swordsmanship is successful, as long as he has not realized his sword meaning, he dares not test his body and guide his disciples with the method of protecting himself with a light curtain.

A burst of anger poured into Ma Chong's mind. As a swordsman, as a swordsman who will form a golden elixir of swordsmanship, Zhang Yan's practice is provoking and insulting himself!

These ideas flashed in Ma Chong's mind almost between the lightning and flint. At this time, he had rushed close to Zhang Yan and saw the flame curtain in front of him, as if he had seen his biggest enemy. His long sword made a low sound and tearing the air, like a flash of fire lightning, with a fierce shrill sound. Above the light curtain.

Puff!

The flame light curtain had no resistance. It was stabbed into a hole by a horse's sword, and then the cobweb-like cracks spread throughout the light curtain. With a crisp sound, it burst into pieces, and the flame stars flew around.

"Good job! Brother Ma Chong is worthy of being the best man among us. This sword is sharp, not to mention strong! How strong!"

"Well, I thought Zhang Yan was so powerful. He turned out to be a paper tiger, but he was still such a coward!"

"No way, defend with the method of light curtain, this boy has few strings in his mind, right?"

Seeing this, everyone shouted loudly and almost cheered for Ma Chong. Just now, Zhang Yan's fierce scene of plagiarism was also automatically ignored by them, thinking that this coward was playing tricks and empty.

Ge Qiu was so excited that he almost slapped him on his leg again. Fortunately, he remembered that his right wrist had been broken to avoid repeating mistakes, but he still waved his left hand fiercely and shouted ferociously, "Brother Ma Chong, kill that boy and pick up all his limbs and veins!"

Ma Chong turned a deaf ear and there was no joy on his face. When the light curtain broke, Zhang Yan's figure suddenly retreated ten feet, looking indifferently, and there was no decline at all. Obviously, he expected that the light curtain would be broken by himself.

Ma Chong's body retreated and moved forward with Zhang Yan. When Zhang Yan's body was fixed, he just maintained a range of two feet with Zhang Yan. One retreated and one person moved forward. The original distance was one foot, but it was abruptly pulled into two feet. Obviously, Zhang Yan's speed was unresistible for Ma Chong.

Ma Chong understood this point and did not dare to be careless, but taking advantage of the power of a sword, the long sword in his hand turned into a dazzling streamer and stabbed under Zhang Yan's ribs. That was the heart and the key point of people!

Seeing this, everyone looked excited and stared at the horse's body that rushed over the meteor. They were waiting for a sword to go down, and Zhang Yan was bleeding.

At this time, Zhang Yan muttered, "This sword skill can kill ordinary golden elixir monks at best. It is still too weak. There is no divine essence and no spiritual charm. After all, the long sword is a dead thing..."

As soon as the words fell, before everyone could react, the fire snake sword in Zhang Yan's hand shook gently, and there was a faint sound of wind and thunder. The fire element soared and turned into a real firelight on the horse's piercing sword.

Yes, it was shot on Ma Chong's sword. Zhang Yan did not want to destroy the sword in Ma Chong's hand, let alone hurt this dull man. With this sword, he only used 30% of his strength and strength.

Touch!

The fire splashed everywhere, and the horse Chong and his sword were shaken out more than ten feet away, but his body stood safely on the ground.

Everyone's look changed, and they couldn't believe what happened in an instant. They were still waiting for Ma Chong's long sword to pierce Zhang Yan's body and listen to the sound of the blade cutting into the blood suddenly bursting. However, this did not happen, and Ma Chong's body was shaken out by more than ten feet.

This...this... It's true!

Everyone took a cold breath. It was not until then that they were sure that Zhang Yan in front of them was a hidden master!

Ma Chong looked at Zhang Yan more than ten feet away, and a faint color surged up on his dull and dark face. Only then did he understand that the light curtain formed by Zhang Yan's sword just now did not despise himself. He had this strength!

But how did he hit his sword with a sword? Why doesn't it stab out with a sword? Isn't it faster than a slap? He still stood safely and was unharmed...

Ma Chong looked flin, then took a deep breath and arched his hand to Zhang Yan and said, "Thank you for not killing Brother Zhang. Ma Chong is not Zhang's opponent. He admits defeat."

After saying that, Ma Chong's eyes were dim. As a swordsman with the same self-esteem and attack power, he was merciful by Zhang Yan and left a wisp of life. It would be better to stab him with a sword to make him feel better.

Instead of looking at Zhang Yan, he stroked the sword in his hand over and over again with a complicated look, and a strange expression surged up on his cheek.

"It's not good! Brother Ma Chong is going to kill himself!"

The crowd suddenly became restless, and some people even exclaimed. As Jianxiu, they understand Ma Chong's feelings. Seeing this at this time, why don't they know what Ma Chong thinks?

At this moment, Zhang Yan's voice was like thunder, rumbled in the ears of the horse, bombarding Ma Chong's mind.

"Hmm! His heart is so fragile, and he has the face to call himself sword practice. It's humiliating. No wonder that the method of sword skills is so unsightly. If he can successfully advance to the golden elixir and form his own swordsmanship, it is simply a great joke!"

Ma Chong's expression changed, and after half a sound, he suddenly knelt down to Zhang Yan!