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"Great! If our master comes back, this demon will definitely not be his opponent."

"Master, this devil just killed the Sect Master's wife. You must help the Sect Master and his wife to avenge themselves."

At this moment, Master Kongzhi of Shaolin Temple, who had been silent, bowed slightly to the old man with a look of surprise and said, "I greet Master He."

It was him!

After everyone from Kunlun Sect spoke with Master Kongzhi, Chen Xiaonian finally recognized that this man was the founder of Kunlun Sect, not the Three Saints of Kunlun.

He Zudao was famous for his three talents of playing the piano, chess and sword, and was proud of his abilities. Seventy or eighty years ago, he went to Shaolin Temple to compete in swordplay. With his extraordinary demeanor, he defeated the monks of Shaolin Temple. If it had not been for the help of Monk Jueyuan who learned the Nine Yang Magic Art by chance, and the young Zhang Sanfeng, He Zudao would have really humiliated Shaolin Temple.

"The Three Saints of Kunlun, what's the point of talking about them!"

At this time, Zhang Sanfeng outside the arena also recognized He Zudao. He didn't expect that after so many years, He Zudao was still alive. He was about ten years older than Zhang Sanfeng.

"Master, do you know him?" Song Yuanqiao on the side was surprised to find that Zhang Sanfeng's face showed surprise for the first time in so many years.

"I know him." Zhang Sanfeng nodded slowly and said something shocking: "This man is the founder of Kunlun, his name is He Zudao, known as the Three Saints of Kunlun, and he is extremely arrogant by nature.

"I fought him when I was about 20 years old. He defeated me in seven moves, but he treated me as a small servant. He thought he couldn't defeat a nobody like me in three moves. He felt humiliated and admitted defeat."

"It was also after the battle that he swore to never set foot in the Central Plains again. Unexpectedly, now he would break his oath because of He Taichong who died at the hands of Chen Xiaoyou."

Zhang Sanfeng did not deliberately conceal his words. All the martial arts heroes present listened to them and were instantly shocked by He Zudao's background.

How strong can a strong man be who was able to defeat Zhang Sanfeng within seven moves when Zhang Sanfeng was young, now that almost a hundred years have passed?

No one can imagine!

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Chapter 170 Senior He, if I can’t defeat you with sixteen swords, I lose!

"So you are Kunlun Patriarch He Zudao. Your reputation is well-deserved."

An unprecedented seriousness appeared in Chen Xiaonian's eyes. It was his first time facing a powerful grandmaster, so Chen Xiaonian had to be cautious.

"I didn't expect that even though I haven't been to the Central Plains for a hundred years, someone has heard of my name." He Zudao smiled slightly, then sat cross-legged and placed the guqin across his legs: "It's a pity that I can't be your friend. I'll give you a song."

He Zudao is known as one of the Three Saints of Kunlun, which means that he has transcended the three arts of zither, chess, and swordsmanship. He Zudao is particularly obsessed with the art of zither, and he immediately stroked the zither gracefully with his hands.

There was once a poem praising He Zudao: Holding the long sword, stroking the jade harp, chanting alone in the empty mountain, feathers circling around, clear water and white stones are so separated, the sword points to the ravines, and he plays chess alone in search of a soulmate.

Play the Kao Pan and complain about the Jian Jia.

Yi Shuo was dressed in white, and was fascinated by the music.

The sound of the bell in the ancient temple shakes the mountains, the love of Kunlun is broken, what is the point of talking about empty reputation, - The fox sleeping on the grave.

Suddenly, melodious piano sounds rang out, sometimes like a spring breeze blowing on your face, sometimes like a sad song on the frontier. The piano sounds melodious and graceful, echoing in Mount Shaoshi.

"Chirp!"

As the sound of the piano echoed among the mountains, the sound of birds chirping could suddenly be heard in the sky. Countless birds flew through the air and landed on nearby branches. The chirping sounds intertwined with the sound of He Zudao's piano, which was surprisingly harmonious and beautiful.

"Zheng!"

Suddenly, the melodious piano sound became solemn and murderous, and a sharp sword energy whistled out along with the piano sound and rushed straight towards Chen Xiaonian.

The moment the sword energy came, Chen Xiaonian smiled and stepped on the Lingbo Weibu, gracefully avoiding the sword energy. Then the sword energy shot out by He Zudao covered Chen Xiaonian like a tsunami.

"The Three Saints of Kunlun are indeed worthy of their reputation."

"This is just the sword energy brought by the sound of the zither. If He Zudao wields a sword and strikes, how terrifying it would be!"

"That devil Chen Xiaonian is no ordinary man. Such dense sword energy can't even touch his body."

Everyone was surprised to find that under the overwhelming sword energy, Chen Xiaonian was still strolling leisurely in the sword energy with a calm expression, as if the sword energy did not exist at all.

When the martial arts heroes present saw the sword energy emitted by He Zudao's piano music, they couldn't help but put themselves in Chen Xiaonian's shoes. They had no idea how they could avoid the sword energy like Chen Xiaonian did.

"What a terrifying Chen Xiaonian."

Murong Fu, who was also in the arena, was shocked, and his eyes were fixed on Chen Xiaonian like a poisonous snake. Chen Xiaonian's performance posed a great threat to Murong Fu.

Murong Fu will never allow anyone to threaten his becoming the leader of the martial arts world. This is related to whether Dayan can be revived!

Whoosh!

The sound of the piano played by He Zudao gradually reached a climax. When the sword energy in the air was rushing towards Chen Xiaonian like thousands of troops, a breathtaking sword light suddenly appeared among the piano sound and sword energy, and rushed towards Chen Xiaonian with the force of thunder and lightning.

"Get out of here, old man!"

He Zudao suddenly became furious when he saw Murong Fu who was trying to launch a sneak attack on Chen Xiaonian. After a loud shout, he slapped the guqin with his hands. With a "clang" sound, the sword energy in the sky suddenly stagnated in the air, suddenly changed direction, and enveloped Murong Fu.

The moment thousands of sword energies attacked, Murong Fu's expression changed drastically. He never thought that He Zudao would turn to attack him. He suddenly exerted force from his waist, and his body flipped in the air in a strange posture. The internal force in his dantian gathered on his feet, and he suddenly pointed at the void, and the whole person immediately turned upside down and flew out.

Even though Murong Fu's reaction was quick enough, the sword energy released by He Zudao was still not satisfactory. Countless sword energies cut through Murong's clothes, forcing Murong Fu to use his internal energy to protect his body.

Swish!Swish!Swish!

In the blink of an eye, Murong Fu's body was covered with countless sword scratches, and his ragged clothes made him look extremely miserable. There was no trace of his previous elegant appearance.

"Bullshit North Qiao Feng, South Murong." After He Zudao stopped playing the zither, his eyes widened, staring at Murong Fu like an angry King Kong, and said, "I have always acted upright and honestly, and I have never been willing to join forces with others to fight against the enemy. You are far inferior to the leader of the Beggars' Sect, Qiao Feng, and you actually did something like a sneak attack."

"puff!"

Murong Fu spat out a mouthful of blood. He Zudao's words were like a sharp dagger that pierced Murong Fu's heart. An expression of embarrassment immediately appeared on his face.

"That's right, Murong Fu is a villain, far inferior to our leader." Upon hearing this, the Beggar Gang disciples all agreed loudly.

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"Mr. Murong's behavior is indeed inappropriate. He actually did such a despicable thing in front of heroes all over the world." Dali Prince Duan Zhengchun looked at the embarrassed Murong Fu with disdain.

Wang Yuyan saw Murong Fu's hand and rushed over with a distressed look on her face: "Cousin, are you okay?"

"Get out of my way!"

Murong Fu, angry and humiliated, ignored Wang Yuyan's concern, pushed Wang Yuyan away, walked away alone, and remained silent with a gloomy face.

"Miss Wang..." Duan Yu looked at Wang Yuyan in a daze and said stupidly, "I don't know when you will be able to see me in your eyes."

"Captain Chen, our previous competition was interrupted by me. Let's start over." He Zudao put the guqin aside, drew the long sword from his waist and said to Chen Xiaonian confidently: "Sixteen swords, as long as you can take my sixteen swords without dying, I, He Zudao, will admit defeat."

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"Senior He is really arrogant." Song Yuanqiao praised sincerely. Through what Zhang Sanfeng said, Song Yuanqiao knew that He Zudao would definitely do what he said. If he could not defeat Chen Xiaonian with sixteen swords, he would definitely admit defeat.

"Master, that demon must be killed!" The disciples of Kunlun Sect stared at Chen Xiaonian with hatred in their eyes, wishing that He Zudao would immediately show his divine power and kill Chen Xiaonian on the spot.

"This old front row guy is so arrogant!" Qiao Feng looked at He Zudao with eyes full of admiration. Although He Zudao was Chen Xiaonian's enemy, Qiao Feng could not help but admire such an upright enemy.

"Master, can Brother Xiaonian really defeat He Zudao?" White-browed Eagle King Yin Tianzheng looked a little worried, and continued, "From the sound of the piano and the sword energy just now, it seems that He Zudao is already a great master. This time he attacks with a sword, it will be difficult for Brother Xiaonian to deal with him."

"Don't worry, Eagle King." Zhang Wuji stared at Chen Xiaonian in the arena, with an inexplicable confidence in his heart: "I believe in Brother Xiaonian."

Wuqing frowned and silently said in his heart: "Chen Xiaonian, you must win."

After hearing what He Zudao said, Chen Xiaonian smiled slightly and said, "Senior He, if I can't defeat you in sixteen swords, I lose."

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Chapter 171: Fierce Battle with He Zudao! Chen Xiaonian's Strength!

The moment Chen Xiaonian finished speaking, the whole place fell into deathly silence.

He Zudao was so arrogant because of the powerful strength he displayed, but Chen Xiaonian was even more arrogant than He Zudao. He wanted to defeat the grandmaster He Zudao within sixteen swords. No one knew where Chen Xiaonian got the courage from!

"The devil Chen Xiaonian is too arrogant, he actually wants to defeat the master within sixteen swords."

"He simply doesn't know his own limitations. The founder was already a master a hundred years ago. His current strength is beyond the imagination of that demon."

"This devil must have known that he would die in this battle, so he pretended to be like this on purpose."

After hearing what Chen Xiaonian said, all the disciples of Kunlun Sect were furious. They thought that Chen Xiaonian was an arrogant guy who even boasted that he could defeat their ancestor He Zudao within sixteen swords.

"Six Eight Zero"

"Sixteen swords defeated me?" He Zudao laughed loudly upon hearing this: "Interesting boy, draw your sword!"

Whoosh!

A breeze blew across the arena, and the figures of He Zudao and Chen Xiaonian disappeared at the same time.

Ding!

The crisp sound of metal clashing was heard, and the sword in He Zudao's hand collided with Chen Xiaonian's sword.

The first sword!

He Zudao felt the powerful force coming from the long sword, his eyes condensed slightly, and the true energy in his dantian poured into the long sword continuously like surging waves. When the figure flashed, accompanied by the power of wind and thunder, the second sword stabbed out like lightning and thunder, shooting towards Chen Xiaonian.

The moment the majestic thunder flashed across the arena, a gust of wind came howling and collided violently with the thunder, causing sword energy to fill the sky.

Facing He Zudao's lightning-fast attack, Chen Xiaonian waved his Gan Jiang and drew circles in the air, using Tai Chi swordsmanship to guide He Zudao's thundering sword energy to move around his body.

Ding!Ding!Ding!

In the blink of an eye, He Zudao and Chen Xiaonian had each thrown out five swords. Waves of internal force collisions continued to be heard in the field, and the ground began to crack.

"He Zudao's sword power is getting stronger and stronger!"

The more Chen Xiaonian fought, the more frightened he became. If there was only a hint of wind and thunder when He Zudao first swung his sword, then now his sword was truly like thunder, and every strike of his sword carried the paralyzing force of thunder.

Before Chen Xiaonian could think too much, He Zudao's seventh sword had already been swung out. The sword moves were connected and blended naturally, and each strike was as smooth as flowing water.

"Buzz."

The tip of He Zudao's sword began to tremble continuously under the powerful internal force, making a "buzzing" sound like thunder, and the light on the sword became more and more dazzling.

"Crack!"

The moment the tips of their swords intersected again, the air erupted with the sound of lightning rubbing against the air, and the leaked sword energy also flashed with lightning. The entire arena seemed to have changed under the influence of He Zudao's sword moves.

Draw the power of heaven and earth!

This is a powerful grandmaster who can already initially touch the power of the artistic conception of heaven and earth. What He Zudao comprehended was the meaning of thunder.

"Master, the Three Saints of Kunlun are so powerful. I have only seen such mighty sword skills in my master." Song Yuanqiao's eyes were full of astonishment. He Zudao's strength was really as Zhang Sanfeng said, ridiculously strong.

"Young friend Chen is not simple either. He has not yet become a Grandmaster, but he has already comprehended the artistic conception."

Zhang Sanfeng's eyes were vicious. Seeing that Chen Xiaonian, with the strength of a late grandmaster, could actually fight against He Zudao, his heart was moved slightly. He soon discovered that Chen Xiaonian seemed to have mastered some kind of artistic conception, and the strength of his artistic conception was definitely stronger than He Zudao's thunder intention. Otherwise, it would be impossible for Chen Xiaonian to fight back and forth with the great grandmaster He Zudao with the strength of a late grandmaster.

"Is this the power of heaven and earth?"

When Zhang Wuji saw the fight between Chen Xiaonian and He Zudao, he suddenly had some understanding in his heart. Their talent is so high that it is rare in the world.

"This shameless bastard Chen Xiaonian is so strong. What state of mind did he comprehend? Why did he perform such gentle sword moves, but also concealed murderous intent?"

Dongfang Bubai's beautiful eyes were full of surprise. She was already in the late stage of Grandmaster level and had some insights into the perception of heaven and earth. Dongfang Bubai, who was extremely sensitive to murderous intent, could sense that although Chen Xiaonian's sword moves were light and soft, they concealed a hint of murderous intent. At first, Dongfang Bubai thought that Chen Xiaonian had comprehended the way of killing intent, but it seemed that there was something more than that.

The moment He Zudao drew his sword, Dongfang Bubai realized that He Zudao had understood the meaning of thunder, but he never expected that Chen Xiaonian's response would be so easy.

Swish!Swish!Swish!

When everyone was surprised at the strength of He Zudao and Chen Xiaonian, they had already used the tenth sword in a blink of an eye. At this time, Chen Xiaonian felt unprecedented pressure from He Zudao.

When He Zudao thrust out the eleventh sword, the power of thunder and lightning that was visible to the naked eye was already wrapped around the sword. The dazzling electric light, accompanied by a "hissing" sound, slashed towards Chen Xiaonian like thunder in the sky.

laugh!

Suddenly, a ray of hot electric light broke through the sword energy that protected Chen Xiaonian's body. In a flash, the moment it touched Chen Xiaonian's abdominal skin, a tingling sensation came from his abdomen.

No!

If you continue like this, you will be the one who loses!

The reason why Chen Xiaonian was able to fight with He Zudao for eleven swords without getting hurt was that he relied on the extremely strong internal force of the Nine Yin and Nine Yang. At this time, He Zudao, relying on the powerful internal force of a grandmaster and after adding the power of thunder and lightning, the sword energy he slashed out could no longer be completely defended against.

"We must fight back!"

The look in Chen Xiaonian's eyes suddenly changed, and his sword moves suddenly changed from defense to offense. The Nine Yin and Nine Yang true energy in his dantian was madly integrated into Gan Jiang. With a flick of his wrist, he stabbed out three swords in succession in an instant.

Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!

Chen Xiaonian gave up on defense and drew his sword so fast that it was even slightly stronger than He Zudao. When Gan Jiang was dancing, a powerful white sword light floated on the tip of the sword. No matter how powerful He Zudao's lightning sword energy was, Chen Xiaonian could block it with one sword.

"Five-inch sword light!"

The moment a sword light appeared on the tip of Chen Xiaonian's sword, He Zudao's eyes trembled slightly. It was the first time that He Zudao saw a master in the late Grandmaster stage who could emit a five-inch sword light.

After a moment of shock, He Zudao's fighting spirit instantly rose. When he swung the sword in his hand, the speed suddenly increased, and he stabbed Chen Xiaonian from front, back, left, and right, elusively.

Unexpectedly, Chen Xiaonian did not dodge or evade. Facing every sword thrust by He Zudao, he countered with attack. The sword in his hand turned into countless sword lights, and every sword stabbed towards He Zudao's vital points, forcing He Zudao to draw his sword to block.

In the blink of an eye, only three moves remained of the sixteen moves agreed upon by the two.