Starting with the divine power of the Great Vajra, he traversed the heavens.

Chapter 60 Three Swords Clash (Seeking Monthly Tickets!)
As the Golden Serpent Sword swung its head and tail, it thrust straight forward.

Suddenly, wisps of mist condensed, rose, and spread, like a misty cloud blocking the two of them.

A loud explosion was heard, sparks flew, and a tall figure was revealed in the fog.

He Can suddenly felt a chill rush into his body, and he retreated sharply, drawing his longsword in a circle to dissipate the chill. He then abruptly looked up and asked, "Young man from Mount Hua, what are you doing?"

"A sword fight, of course!"

Mu Renqing's figure appeared in the white mist. As he approached, the mist was slowly drawn into his body, a truly miraculous phenomenon.

"A sword duel?" He Can tilted his head, holding the Golden Snake Sword across his chest.

Mu Renqing drew his emerald sword, his face serious: "Ancestor Tianyi, for nearly a hundred years, my Huashan Emerald Sword has always been number one, not some worthless Golden Snake Sword!"

"Compete with me for the title of the world's number one swordsman?" He Can laughed. "Little monkey, don't accuse your ancestor of bullying the weak."

Mu Renqing only said one word: "Please!"

Seeing his earnest, monkey-like expression, He Can nodded and said, "Defeat Qinglu first, then capture the dragon!" His figure suddenly blurred, and a streak of golden light flashed by.

Mu Renqing frowned, his body steaming with white mist. He drew his longsword horizontally, and amidst the flashes of blue light, he moved silently, the tip of his sword striking in various places, like raindrops falling and flowers flying, extremely elegant.

Ta-da!

The two exchanged dozens of blows in a short time, and neither could gain the upper hand.

Seeing Mu Renqing's superb swordsmanship and effortless skill, and how he could hold his own against a veteran master like Tianyi Patriarch, everyone secretly cheered.

"Drink up!" Mu Renqing stepped forward, bowing his head to avoid the ancestor's sweeping attack.

He Can was startled. He had thought that the big-eyed youth was just relying on the sharpness of the green sword, but he never expected that his movement technique was so superb that he had neutralized his fierce attack.

Startled, Mu Renqing slashed his longsword diagonally forward.

The sword was silent yet swift as lightning; its skill and speed were almost unbelievable.

The old ancestor laughed and said, "Xi Yi Sword Technique is indeed fierce!" At that moment, the golden snake shook and flew about, its aura extremely expansive.

Two metallic clangs rang out, and incredibly, the attack was neutralized by Mu Renqing's deadly sword.

Mu Renqing was not discouraged. He wielded his long sword and charged forward like a dragon crossing a river, unstoppable.

Suddenly, He Can flicked his wrist, catching the incoming sword. The tip of the Golden Serpent Sword trembled like a flower, transforming into countless snake heads that bit and devoured.

Mu Renqing was so frightened by this sudden sight that he broke out in a cold sweat and his hands stopped moving.

He Can laughed and said, "Boy, your swordsmanship is superb, but you've forgotten my reputation as 'Poison Overlord'!" As soon as he finished speaking, he made a hand seal with his left hand and flicked the Golden Snake Sword.

A golden thread shot along the sword's blade, and then the snake-like tip of the sword suddenly opened wide, spitting out a golden mist with a "poof".

Mu Renqing flicked his wrist, deflecting the two swords with a clang, and quickly retreated.

But then the fragrance of flowers suddenly arrived, and in an instant, I felt a slight numbness in my cheeks, lips, and palms.

Holy crap, that's poisonous!

Mu Renqing was both shocked and furious. He hurriedly retreated, but after a few steps, he felt dizzy and fell backward with a thud.

Hongxiu was shocked and rushed over to check, only to find Mu Renqing lying stiffly with his eyes closed, fast asleep.

"Grandpa!" The little beggar looked up angrily and said, "If you're going to have a sword fight, then have a sword fight. Why poison me?"

Hearing the beggar's reproach, He Can quickly smiled and explained, "I didn't poison you, I didn't poison you, it was just a sleeping potion."

Hongxiu put her hands on her hips and shouted, "Even sleeping pills won't work! This is an unfair victory for you!"

"Even if the victory is not won honorably, it is still a victory!"

He Can laughed and said, "This monkey boy's swordsmanship is too good. It will take a lot of effort to take him down!" He glanced at Ren Shaoyang beside him and sneered slightly, "Besides, Ren Shaoyang is right next to me. I don't want to lose more than I gain and let him take advantage of the situation."

"Don't worry, I never take advantage of others in their time of need." Ren Shaoyang walked over with his hands hanging down.

When I saw him, he still spoke softly and casually, as if nothing concerned him.

He Can's expression changed slightly, and he said, "You're so confident? The ancestor who wields a sword is not someone you can compare to just now!"

Ren Shaoyang laughed and said, "I've always been confident. You can rest a bit more." He Can took a few steps cautiously, and seeing that he really didn't launch a sneak attack, he immediately said, "Good lad, you have class!"

He took a porcelain bottle out of his pocket and tossed it to the little beggar.
"Girl, give him an antidote pill, he'll wake up soon."

Hongxiu replied sweetly, "Okay, thank you, grandpa!"

He Can laughed, "Haha, the old ancestor really likes this girl." He turned to Ren Shaoyang, "Ren boy, let's make a deal. My son is kind-hearted, how about this little girl becomes my daughter-in-law?"

Ren Shaoyang's face darkened: "That's an annoying thing to say." His murderous aura surged.

He Can sighed, "It's such a pity to have such a beautiful marriage." After saying that, he thought for a moment, then took out a piece of golden scale steel from his pocket and threw it to Xiang Qiezheng.

Xiang Qie hurriedly took it, somewhat puzzled.

He Can said, "Master Xiang, use Golden Scale Steel to reforge the hilt for her. Consider it a gift from the Ancestor."

Hongxiu was stunned upon hearing this, and exclaimed, "Grandpa, how do you know my knife is severely damaged?"

He Can laughed and said, "Our ancestor has eaten more salt than you have eaten rice. Your scabbard has many scratches, obviously from many battles. And you are young and obviously inexperienced, and do not know how to maintain weapons! It is time to reforge it."

Hongxiu nodded repeatedly: "Grandpa, you are such a charming villain!"

He Can laughed and scolded, "This little girl can't speak properly; she should be the most invincible villain in the world!" Then, he looked at Xiang Qiezheng and asked, "Master Xiang, can you forge it?"

Xiang Qiezheng quickly replied, "Yes, of course! There's still a lot of molten iron from the meteorite cold iron in the furnace, which is just enough to help Miss Hongxiu reforge her scimitar!"

Hongxiu was overjoyed and immediately handed the robbery knife to Xiang Qiezheng.

Just then, Ren Shaoyang said, "Ancestor, oh Ancestor, your style of doing things is so unpredictable, jumping from one side to the other, it's really baffling."

He Can snorted coldly: "Our ancestor acts entirely on his likes and dislikes! I think this girl is good, so what if I'm completely open to her? Similarly, I think you deserve to die, so killing your whole family is perfectly justified!"

Ren Shaoyang frowned and said, "I must say, your nickname is quite fitting; it has a bit of an 'Azu' feel to it."

He Can snorted: "Kid, now you want to say nice things? Too late!" He suddenly raised his hand, his sword style changed abruptly, and his long sword slashed diagonally, flying forward like a nimble snake.

But then a soft hissing sound was heard, followed by a burst of golden light that illuminated the area and revealed the figures of the two people.

Everyone felt a sudden flash before their eyes, as if they were looking at flowers through a fog, and could only cover their eyes with their hands.

Suddenly, Ren Shaoyang's laughter rang out: "As expected, it's the strongest version of the Golden Serpent Sword." He flicked his sleeve and unleashed his sword.

A very faint ringing sound suddenly rang out.

The two lights, azure and gold, separated instantly upon contact, but then a thunderous sound followed, and sword energy surged forth!
He Can felt an immense force on his body, a burning sensation in his chest, and he stumbled back two steps, each step leaving a footprint several inches deep.

When he looked up to take a closer look, he discovered something and was immediately terrified, letting out a scream.

Ren Shaoyang had one hand behind his back and the other hand outstretched, revealing a five-foot-long sword in his palm!

"No way!" He Can exclaimed in surprise, "What is this thing? When did it appear?"

“Just now.” Ren Shaoyang smiled. “Ancestor, didn’t you want to see the Divine Sword Capturing the Dragon? Here you go, have your fill.”

He chuckled as he lowered his right hand. With the infusion of the Great Vajra's divine power, a hum was heard, a blue light flashed, and the longsword suddenly retracted into his sleeve.

It was as if everything that had just happened was nothing but a dream.

But just then, a loud clanging sound startled everyone.

But then the anvil slid down at an angle and rolled to the ground.

Upon seeing this, He Can couldn't help but swallow hard. He realized that the five-foot-long sword he had just seen was not an illusion, but real!

That sword not only blocked the Golden Snake Sword, but also sliced ​​the thick iron anvil in two like cutting tofu.

"This...this is the Divine Sword Dragon Capture?"

The little beggar standing to the side almost groaned, "It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it the Golden Cudgel, would it?"

Xiang Qiezheng looked incredulous: "It is said that this sword is made from the softest essence of Meishan iron, so it can be any length and can extend and retract at will, making it the rarest weapon in history!" He added, "However, as good as this sword is, it has only one drawback."

"What?" The little beggar was stunned. "How can such a powerful weapon have a flaw?"

(End of this chapter)