"!"

Xuanyuan De slashed the ground with a slash. After a loud bang, the shocked expression on his face completely frozen.

The masked man wearing a hat appeared behind him incredibly strangely. The cold tip of the knife slowly pressed against his back. Chen Musheng's gasping sounded: "You lost, you're losing!"

Xuanyuan De suddenly turned around, as if he was a ghost, and his originally high fighting spirit completely collapsed. Without knowing that, he was surrounded by someone and pressed it against the tip of a knife, which means that the other party has shown mercy and could have killed himself at any time.

"I...I admit defeat." Xuanyuan De said decadently.

With a "bang", the Azure Dragon Sword in Xuanyuan De's hand fell to the ground.

The crowd of onlookers suddenly felt an uproar, and all looked at the tall masked man standing in the center of the venue with a haunted expression.

"Very goodbye." Chen Musheng said in a cold voice under the hat, secretly let out a long sigh, dragging his hunting knife, and walking straight out.

"Wait!" Xuanyuan De roared.

Chen Musheng stopped slightly and expressed his willingness to listen.

Xuanyuan De said hurriedly unwillingly: "Who are you? Tell me the name, and I, Xuanyuan De, will definitely seek avenge your previous shame in the future."

"I..." Chen Musheng hesitated for a moment, neatly returned the soul to the sheath, shook his head slightly and said, "My name is a masked man."

It is better not to expose your true identity.

After saying that, Chen Musheng lowered the brim of his hat and walked out. Seeing Chen Musheng's murderous look, the crowds around him were silent and moved out of a passage.

Everyone had an incredible expression on their faces, and they looked at the figure in the straw raincoat and disappeared from everyone's sight.

"Bastard!" Xuanyuan De angrily fell, enduring an indelible failure.

Countless sighs and feelings sounded in the crowd, and there will be new topics of conversation after dinner in the future...

The third largest master of Izumo Island, defeated.

The Victor is a quirky swordsman who calls himself a 'masked man'.

From then on Izumo Island, a heroic legend of a masked swordsman was left behind. The weird man in a straw raincoat finally embarked on the journey to start a world-renowned journey...

Time passes slowly.

The stars change.

Staying in an inn on Izumo Island for one night, the exhausted true energy was restored overnight. When Chen Musheng got up, he felt the joints in his body "creaking", and a heart-wrenching pain spread inside and out.

Chen Musheng couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"The clone technique in "The Ladder of the Cloud" is indeed not something that ordinary people can control. After I advanced to the Qianjun Warrior, my true energy was more than twice as strong, so I could barely transform a clone with the explosive power brought by the third level of the Dragon. But my body still couldn't bear the speed of that fear, and it would take several days to fully recover."

Thinking of this, he took out a tip.

Xuanyuan De has been defeated and opened the pocket of the secret bag. Sure enough, a new "Second Extreme Cultivation Method" appears.

After scanning the few notes that appeared, Chen Musheng could find that this was another part of the rest of the article, and even if he had obtained before, he could not get enough content.

"It seems that there are still many opponents behind it." Chen Musheng thought to himself, and indeed new notes appeared.

The third step of the road to loneliness. The fifth master of Longfeng Island defeated, the Haoyue Swordsman

"Longfeng Island, Haoyue Swordsman? It seems that he is going to go back to the airship, ask Wang Miao for a while before talking." With a secret thought in his mind, Chen Musheng put away the note and left the inn with the "Soul-killing" on his back.

It was not yet early in the morning, and the sky was still a little dark.

Chen Musheng speeded up, bathed in the morning light, looked up at the stars in the sky, and headed towards the place where the "Jinglong" was docked as quickly as possible.

In the early morning, there are few people in the city of Ichyun. They walk quickly through it, making it look unique and bleak.

After leaving the gate of Izuyun City, Chen Musheng could already see the huge and tattered body of the "Jinglong".

"It's finally here. Wang Miao must have gone back at this time." Chen Musheng chuckled and accelerated his progress.

"call out"--!

A black arrow shot out suddenly and suddenly shot out with a terrifying speed.

"puff!"

Chen Musheng felt a pain behind his back, and there was no time to react. The black blowing arrow had already shot into his back.

"!"

"Who?" Chen Musheng quickly turned around and subconsciously reached out to pull out the blow arrow that was inserted in the back.

This is a two-inch-long black arrow with iron texture. The arrow part has a faint green luster, which is obviously a very poisonous spit.

Fortunately, the arrows were not stained with blood. Because of the existence of Chen Musheng's true energy in his body and the amazing defense of wearing the "Snow Silkworm Armor", he was not hit.

"call out"--!

The whistling sounded, and even though another arrow came, it shot down from the tall walls of Izumo City.

“On it.”

Chen Musheng was extremely alert and avoided it dangerously. He looked up. He saw a black tight night-wearing dress on the wall, wearing a slender and agile body, and also wearing a black headband, only revealing a pair of eyes that were terrifying and fierce.

The sneak attacker was holding a blow tube in his mouth, crossed his back and carried two swords on his back, and was looking at Chen Musheng with a playful gaze.

"call out"--!

Another blowing arrow shot out.

"clang!!"

Chen Musheng unsheathed the soul-slaying, held the block horizontally, and sparks were scattered.

"Who are you?" Chen Musheng asked vigilantly.

"..." The sneak attacker didn't say anything. Seeing that he could not do anything to Chen Musheng when he saw that he was blowing the arrow, he jumped down from the five-meter-high city wall and landed lightly.

"This person is not simple, and it may be troublesome to target me." Chen Musheng muttered secretly, starting to pull his true energy, ready to go, and was a little puzzled. How could someone attack him for no reason?

"..." The sneak attacker was silent, walked towards Chen Musheng step by step, and suddenly pulled out two black battle knives from his back.

The sword used by this man was similar to a dagger, which was very short in length, but only one side was sharp serrated on the other side. He held both hands and kept wandering towards Chen Musheng.

brush--!

The man in black suddenly activated, his body turned into a black shadow, and rushed up with a quick glance. The surface of the two swords held horizontally in his hand suddenly surged out of a three-foot-long black sword aura.

"Shit"

The bitter sword aura was like a poisonous snake spitting a letter. Chen Musheng glared and raised his hand to accurately send out a knife. The light of the knife flashed, and the two swords that were holding the man in black hit the black head-on, and quickly retreated several feet.

With this tentative move just now, you can test the depth of the other party.

"This person is also a Qianjun warrior, and his internal strength is stronger than mine." Chen Musheng secretly felt bad. He arched his back slightly and his muscles were tense up. He held the soul-killing force tightly and was ready to deal with it at any time.

The man in black was also slightly stunned because he found that the prey he was going to kill was inconsistent with what was stated in the information. The young boy in front of him was actually a master with the title Qianjun.
Chapter completed!