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Chapter 1437 Sword Cultivation!

Because he suddenly discovered that all the monks who were killed had swords on them, which means that they were all for inspection.

And this great disciple of Luotian Sect, the cultivators killed by Feng Wanlin, are also possessed with certain attainments in the swordsmanship.

Seeing this, the sect leader of Qiansheng Sect showed a deep sense of surprise in his eyes, obviously extremely shocked.

But suddenly, he seemed to remember something, and his expression in his eyes felt a little relieved!

"By the way, I have heard of this before. Feng Wanlin has killed countless monks with extremely high sword skills. I heard that many people at the level of the sword master died at his hands!"

"I haven't believed this rumor too much, but now it seems that it's true!"

"It's so lucky, fortunate!" At this time, with some explanation, the face of the Qiansheng Sect leader also showed a relaxed look, and even the eyes were filled with a sense of luck.

After all, he is not a sword cultivator, so he will definitely not be targeted by Feng Wanlin and this madman.

Because from beginning to end, in just a few breaths, all these monks were killed by Feng Wanlin. It can even be said that this process was like flowing water. When everyone present came to their senses, there were already corpses everywhere, and they were all shocked.

However, these monks present had no complaints. After all, they all knew that Feng Wanlin's status and strength were there!

As a great disciple of Luo Tian Sect, just such an identity is enough to kill a group of people. With Feng Wanlin's strength, he directly killed so many powerful people, and even seemed to have enough strength. This naturally shocked the people present, and even began to respect Feng Wanlin's strength in his heart.

After all, for monks, this awe for the strong is an ordinary thing, and there is no doubt about this, whether it is on the other end of the starry sky or Zhongzhou today.

When Chu Chen saw this, he actually paid great attention to Feng Wanlin, and even had a lot of interest in his eyes. However, at this time, the leader of Qiansheng Sect next to him spoke suddenly!

"I heard that Feng Wanlin, the great disciple of Luotian Sect, seemed to have been looking for someone, that is, he, Thirteen Heavenly Luo. The rumors are just a few years ago, like a flash in the pan!"

"Because that Tianluo strong man possesses extremely high sword skills, even in the air in Zhongzhou, there is a bamboo sword he left behind back then!"

"And the sword intent in the bamboo sword, even Feng Wanlin cannot be cracked!" The leader of Qiansheng Sect suddenly spoke, and when he spoke, he looked at Feng Wanlin with great fear.

Although he knew that because he was not a swordsman, Feng Wanlin was unlikely to take action, he was still extremely nervous.

After all, how can it not shock people to see so many strong men killed by one person at such a close distance? Even the sect leader of Qiansheng Sect couldn't help but tremble slightly.

However, the expression in Chu Chen's eyes changed, obviously about what he said just now.

Naturally, for Chu Chen, he knew the content of the words of the Qiansheng Sect Master.

Because those Thirteen Tianluo were not others, but him, and the magic weapon that stayed in the air in Zhongzhou back then was also the ones that Chu Chen left behind.

Now the magic weapons of other powerful Tianluo people have been damaged one after another, but the bamboo sword left by Chu Chen still exists. This is not because the Chu Chen magic weapon is refined with such precious materials, but because the sword intent contained in the bamboo sword is not able to resist if it does not have a stronger sword intent.

Even when Chu Chen left the bamboo sword in the air in Zhongzhou, countless sword cultivators came to Zhongzhou to comprehend. Now, the sword intent in this bamboo sword is not something that Feng Wanlin, a great disciple of Luotian Sect, could crack.

Even before, he had tried countless times, and wanted to defeat the sword intent in Chu Chen's bamboo sword, but it was futile.

In this way, Feng Wanlin naturally had special interest in the thirteenth Tianluo powerhouse who left the bamboo sword, Chu Chen, who left the bamboo sword. In fact, it was not only Feng Wanlin, but also the entire Luotian Sect.

Because according to the investigation, Luo Tianzong also learned some information. The strong man Tianluo actually practiced Luo Tianzong's martial arts, and could be easily suppressed by Luo Tianzong's side, and even everything was controlled in the palm of his hand, and he could know it no matter where he was at the end of the world.

However, it is different for Chu Chen. No matter what means Luo Tianzong uses, he cannot know Chu Chen's whereabouts.

Then, there is only one possibility.

That is the other party, and what they are practicing is not the martial arts under this starry sky.

According to some situations before, it seems that the same is true. At least in terms of martial arts, almost no one in Zhongzhou has seen the thirteenth Heavenly Luo strong man, an ordinary person who practices!

"Don't the monks belonging to this starry sky?" At this moment, Feng Wanlin in front of him killed some of the sword cultivators present, and slowly put away the flying sword in his hand. However, the murderous aura in his eyes did not mean to retreat, and it even seemed a little more intense, and the whole person seemed like a Shura.

After all, he practiced sword art, and of course this sword art is more important to kill. For him, he naturally wanted to kill other sword arts, which proves his extraordinary accomplishment in sword art.

The sword intent in the bamboo sword left by Chu Chen made him extremely annoyed because he could not resist it at all. Even every time he raised his head and saw the bamboo sword in the air in Zhongzhou, he felt indescribable!
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