My wife is a reborn big boss

Chapter 170 Sword. Part Four?

What scene was presented to Ximen Chui at this moment?

Four big men, two of whom were crawling around on the ground with their buttocks sticking out.

One is stuck to the wall and rubbed against it.

There was another person standing by his bedside, holding his most prized toy wooden sword and grinning lewdly.

Among these four people was his younger brother, his biological brother.

However, he ignored his younger brother who wanted to throw him off the mountaintop and instead stared intently at Wu Qiong.

"Have you seen enough?"

"not yet."

"."

Inside the room, the three oddballs and the exceptionally handsome man with unparalleled temperament were all frozen in place.

Ximen Ji scrambled to his feet, forcing a smile, and said, "Big, big brother, why are you back?"

"I sensed you were watching me when I left," Simon replied coldly. "Luckily, I returned in time, and the house wasn't demolished."

Ximen Chui walked up to Wu Qiong and extended his jade-like hand.

Wu Qiong sensed the aura emanating from the "Dao Fa Zi Ran Jing" master in front of him and consciously handed over the toy wooden sword.

Ximen Chui put the wooden sword back into the shrine, turned and left: "Come."

The four people inside looked at each other in bewilderment, then dejectedly followed Ximen Chui out of the house.

On the way, Ximen Chui remained silent.

The atmosphere was very oppressive.

The people following behind him finally couldn't stand it anymore and began exchanging glances.

Wu Qiong winked and asked, "Where are we going?"

Simon looked pessimistic: "Sigh, these good days are over."

The person abstaining from pornography stared wide-eyed: "Who's going to take the blame for this?"

Ye Qingxuan smiled: "This has nothing to do with me."

Ximen Ji gestured with his lip: "Brother Wu, you're the one who brought this up, so you have to take the blame. If I'm the one who takes the fall, we won't be able to find Sheng'er!"

Wu Qiong nodded: "So you're going to the main hall. Then we should be alright."

Abstinence Master: [So, Benefactor Ximen intends to take the blame for this? Then this humble monk is relieved.]

Ye Qingxuan smiled without saying a word: "If Brother Wu is willing to take on this matter, then I can rest assured."

The four, who thought they had found the answer, relaxed.

Before long, they arrived at the training ground.

Ximen Chui's voice was as cold as ice: "Whose idea was this?"

"Brother Wu's idea!" Ximen Ji interjected, "It was all Brother Wu's idea!"

Brother Wu, I'm sorry, but you've gone to so much trouble for my wife and me. Anyway, it was your bold idea to begin with.

Wu Qiong's mouth dropped open: "Huh?!"

"A monk does not lie. That's right, it was Brother Wu's idea," Ye Qingxuan said casually.

"Better to let my fellow Daoists die than me; besides, it had nothing to do with me to begin with."

So it was Brother Wu who took the blame? Jie Se scratched his shiny bald head, then put his hands together solemnly and said, "Amitabha, it was Brother Wu's idea, I can testify to that."

Wu Qiong: "."

[I'm going to fucking kill you all someday! I'll slaughter the Taiqing first! Then I'll wipe out Shaolin! Just you wait! And you, Ximen Ji, you won't escape either!]

Shine——

Ximen Chui turned around, drew his longsword, and pointed it at Wu Qiong: "Draw your sword."

"It was Brother Ximen who led the way; it has nothing to do with me," Wu Qiong said, cupping his hands in a gesture of apology and beginning to shift the blame. "Sect Leader, you have to believe me!"

Ximen Chui's sword-like gaze shifted to his younger brother.

"Brother, you know me. I've always been an honest and kind person; there's no way I would do such a thing." Ximen Ji glanced at Wu Qiong sideways. "You absolutely mustn't believe the slanderous words of such a villain!"

Ximen Chui nodded, then turned his gaze back to Wu Qiong and said coldly, "Further words are useless. If you still consider yourself a swordsman, then draw your sword."

Helpless, Wu Qiong took out "The World" and said in a deep voice, "I am no match for the sect leader. Please show mercy."

Ximen Chui said seriously, "We are both swordsmen. I will not bully you because of our different cultivation levels. Make your move."

Wu Qiong nodded: "I'm sorry!"

He drew his sword, and in their eyes, it reflected a clear spring.

"Sword No. 2: Reincarnation!"

The very first move was "Sword Technique Two"!

The people present felt as if the entire space was imprisoned. Looking at the rain of swords flying towards Ximen Chui, they were horrified!

However.

Ximen Chui's eyes flashed with a sharp light: "Excellent swordsmanship!"

He showed no signs of being restrained, and with a flourish of his longsword, he launched an attack in an instant!

"Sword Technique Two: Lightning of Reincarnation!"

Ximen Chui's sword move, though delayed, arrived first, and a rain of swords flew from his hand!

Amidst the rain of swords, flashes of lightning occasionally clashed violently with Wu Qiong's sword rain!

Ding! Bang! Crash!

A sudden burst of rapid clanging sounds from weapons rang out!

Ximen Ji and Jie Se frowned, their faces showing pain.

Seeing the restraints disappear, Ye Qingxuan suddenly appeared in front of the two, setting up a protective aura to block the aftershocks of the supreme sword energy emanating from their collision!

After coughing and deflecting the aftershock, a trace of blood appeared at the corner of Ye Qingxuan's mouth. He had suffered internal injuries!

It was just an aftershock. Ye Qingxuan smiled bitterly. He had thought that after entering the Innate Realm, he would close the gap with Wu Qiong, but he did not expect that Wu Qiong would be so strong!

He's probably already at the half-step level of Daoist cultivation, isn't he?

In the smoke, a person suddenly retreated!

Wu Qiong wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at the figure in the smoke with a solemn expression.

How could he possibly know swordsmanship?! Could he be the old man's illegitimate son? But the two don't look alike at all.

As the smoke cleared, a completely unharmed Ximen Chui murmured to himself, "Is this the real 'Sword Two'?"

His cold gaze turned fiery as he looked at Wu Qiong before him and said softly, "My turn."

His longsword was pointed diagonally!

"Sword Technique Three: Thunderous Rebirth!"

The longsword in his hand transformed into countless lightning-shaped sword energies, which suddenly flew out!

Wu Qiong's pupils shrank sharply. He didn't have time to think about anything else. With "The World" in his hands, he made a move in an instant!

"Sword Technique Three: Rebirth!"

It started to rain.

No, it's not rain! It's sword energy! Sword energy that fills the sky!

Ximen Chui slightly raised his head, looking at the falling sword energy. His eyes flickered slightly, and he raised his fingers slightly, forming a sword shape.

The countless lightning sword energies that were originally flying towards Wu Qiong suddenly changed direction and flew into the sky!

Ding Ding Ding Ding!

The clashing sword energies were reflected in Wu Qiong's eyes.

"How is that possible?" Wu Qiong was slightly stunned.

His countless sword energies were all shattered by the opponent's lightning sword energies, one after another, and in the end, not a single sword energy fell!

"Your 'swordsmanship' is all show and no substance; it's only suitable for dealing with martial artists whose swordsmanship is inferior to yours," Ximen Chui said calmly. "If that's all you've got, then you're unworthy."

Wu Qiong ignored his words and instead closed his eyes, pondering the flaws in the "sword technique".

To wield a sword with one's own body is one aspect of the "sword technique".

Using the divine to wield the sword is called "Sword Two".

Using qi to guide the spirit and control the sword is called "Sword Three".

If one uses the body to guide the qi, and the qi to guide the spirit, concentrating the scattered sword qi into a single point, then...

Wu Qiong suddenly opened his eyes and made another move!

"Sword Four"

Blood flowed from Wu Qiong's seven orifices, and the entire sky was covered by dark clouds, which gradually condensed into a vortex above the martial arts arena!

"Not bad." A hand suddenly appeared, tapping Wu Qiong's forehead and calming the raging energy within him: "You are worthy of the 'Sword Technique'."

A delicate fragrance wafted into Wu Qiong's nostrils. He opened his eyes and asked, "Boss, do you...know my master?"

(End of this chapter)