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The demon emperor Han Chi actually saw his cultivation level at a glance. The top-level powerhouse was really unfathomable. Ou Chuyang thought for a while and replied: "How many years have it taken for you to reach the peak cultivation level? It only takes half of it."

"Hahahaha!" The demon emperor Hanchi laughed loudly, as if he heard the funnyest joke in the world, "I, the demon emperor Hanchi, is the number one genius of the beast clan since ancient times. Gu Caiyi also said back then that even though human talents emerged, no one can compare to me in cultivation. You ignorant junior, dare to speak in vernacular terms. Do you think this will allow me to spare you a way out?"

"Hahahahaha!" Ou Chuyang laughed loudly, his laughter was a little bigger than the demon emperor Han Chi. "Luo? My Ou Chuyang's life has always been achieved by fighting for himself, so why do you need others to spare?"

The demon emperor Han Chi was too lazy to talk nonsense to the arrogant man in front of him, and said bluntly: "If you do this, you can draw your sword. I want to see how you can kill a way out."

Ou Chuyang shook his head, "I said I can't beat you now, because there is still a small gap between my realm and sword energy compared to you, unless..."

A small gap... The demon emperor Hanchi almost bit his tongue. An ant-like sword servant actually talked about the difference between himself and the top-level powerful... The demon emperor Hanchi was both funny and angry, and wanted to hear what ridiculous and funny words Ou Chuyang could say, so he followed him and asked, "Unless it is like?"

Seeing that the demon emperor Han Chi was finally surrounded by him step by step, Ou Chuyang was secretly happy, but on the surface he said very seriously: "If we purely compete in sword moves, I have the confidence to defeat you within a hundred moves."

"..." The demon emperor Han Chi has lived for thousands of years and has seen countless people. No one has ever dared to be so arrogant in front of him. The corners of his mouth twitched, and he reached out to grab it in the air. A cold air condensed into an ice sword in his hand. "Stop saying anything, draw the sword."

"Slow down." Ou Chuyang said in a hurry: "We masters must have an explanation for the fight..."

Our masters... The demon emperor Han Chi endured an old mouthful of blood, and a flash of flush flashed across his white jade-like face...

"If I can't defeat you within a hundred moves, I will lose. If I lose, I will naturally be at your disposal." A sly slightest flashed in Ou Chuyang's eyes: "What if you lose?"

"I... lost?" The demon emperor Han Chi's tongue was about to be tied. He was immersed in swordsmanship for thousands of years and lost to a junior who had practiced swords for two years. He could not imagine how the tongue of the little boy in front of him grew. He could really say anything...

"We will fight fairly, so we will naturally have to say things ahead." Ou Chuyang said seriously, as if he really regarded the demon emperor Han Chi as a peer master who was not like him. "Let's do this, if I win a move by chance, you will owe me a sword. When I need it, I will attack me once."

"Okay." The demon emperor Han Chi agreed without thinking, and then urged impatiently: "Get out the sword quickly!"

"I offended you, look at the sword!" Ou Chuyang stopped talking, and the "Big King" and "Little King" both swords came out, and rushed to attack the demon emperor Han Chi.

"Ding Ding Dangdang!" The ice sword in the hand of the demon emperor Han Chi and the sword would fight against Ou Chuyang, and even make a sound of gold and iron clashing... He grabbed the condensed long sword and did not suffer any loss against the precious treasures... His cultivation was simply unfathomable, far beyond Ou Chuyang's imagination.

"Central!" The demon emperor Han Chiqing shouted, and used his sword to open Ou Chuyang's two swords and pointed directly into his chest.

"Haha." Ou Chuyang sneered, twisted his body, and his two swords crossed incredibly, and one sword held the Ice Sword, and one sword turned the wrist of the demon emperor Han Chi.

"No," the demon emperor Han Chi couldn't help but shout. Although this junior's tone was crazy, his sword moves were indeed extremely magical. He had never seen such a sword technique for thousands of years.

"The seventh move."

"The 19th move."

"Thirty-fifth move."

"The sixty-third move."

Mu Wanqing looked at Ou Chuyang's sword-making nervously, counting.

The demon emperor Han Chi was secretly surprised. Even if it was a pure sword competition, there were only a handful of people in the world who could walk a hundred moves under his hands. The young man on the opposite side fought against him for dozens of moves, but he was not at all inferior. This made him look at Ou Chuyang with admiration and a little recognition of his arrogance. If Ou Chuyang could walk a hundred moves under his hands, then he would indeed have enough capital to be proud outside.

When Ou Chuyang heard Mu Wanqing counted the 90th move, he thought to himself: It's almost done. It turns out that he has never tried his best, and is afraid of defeating the demon emperor Han Chi too early, which will make him angry and do something to kill and silence him.

"The 91st move." As soon as Mu Wanqing finished speaking, Ou Chuyang's sword move changed rapidly. The two long swords in her hand seemed to have life, and they changed wildly, pointing at the flaws in the sword move of the Demon Emperor Han Chi.

"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine," Ou Chuyang made nine swords like a storm, and the sword was exquisite and bizarre.

The demon emperor Han Chi was shocked and fought back, completely forced to the disadvantage.

"Come on!" Ou Chuyang shouted, and the "Big King" sword hit the ice sword of the demon emperor Han Chi, but the "Xiao Wang" sword flashed out from under the sword at an incredible angle, pointing straight in front of his throat.

"Bang!" The light flashed on the body of the demon emperor Han Chi, Ou Chuyang flew backwards and smashed heavily on the palace wall. The two swords in his hand were also shaken more than ten feet away.

Ou Chuyang opened his mouth and spit out a blood arrow, got up and stared at the demon emperor Han Chi, his eyes full of unhidden excitement.

The demon emperor Han Chi closed his eyes and said nothing, as if he was in deep thought.

Mu Wanqing held Ou Chuyang and looked at the demon emperor Han Chi nervously. His next move would determine the life and death of the two.

Time flowed little by little, and the demon emperor Han Chi did not move, without saying anything, and the air around him almost solidified. Mu Wanqing felt that she could hardly withstand this torment.

"I thought of dozens of ways to deal with it, but I couldn't solve the nine swords you just now." The demon emperor Han Chi finally spoke, "There are no one to break these nine sword techniques in the world... I lost."

"Agree to admit it." Ou Chuyang walked to the demon emperor Han Chi and bowed his fists.

The demon emperor Han Chi asked, "What's the name of those nine sword techniques?"

"This sword technique is called...Dugu Nine Swords." Ou Chuyang made up his name casually.

The demon emperor Han Chi asked in surprise: "Dugu Nine Swords... Could it be the peerless sword technique passed down by the sword god Dugu Jian?"

This is a random name copied from a martial arts novel... Ou Chuyang touched his nose, "This... I don't know either."

The demon emperor Han Chi nodded and pondered for a moment, then asked again: "If you use the Dugu Nine Swords as soon as you come up, I'm afraid I'll be defeated immediately. Why did you use it after ninety moves?"
Chapter completed!