Wuxia, Auntie, I really don't want a girlfriend

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Chapter 172: Invisible and shadowless, fourteen deadly swords!

"Chen Xiaonian, you might die from the last three strikes."

After a fight with Chen Xiaonian, He Zudao felt a sense of cherishing talent in his heart, and said solemnly: "If you admit defeat, I can guarantee that you will go to the Western Regions with me, and I will give you freedom after I pass away."

He Zudao had already faded out of Kunlun for many years. If it weren't for Ban Shuxian's pleading, he would never have broken his oath and set foot in the Central Plains. After meeting Chen Xiaonian this time, he felt that Chen Xiaonian was not the treacherous and evil person she said, and the fight between the two sides was just a matter of stance.

"Not free, I would rather die!"

There was no wavering in Chen Xiaonian's eyes. He looked at He Zu firmly and said, "The last three swords, draw your swords!"

"Okay! That's as you wish!"

The moment he finished speaking, He Zudao tapped his feet in the air. Every time he stepped on the air, a crisp explosion sounded. The sword in his hand kept shaking, and lightning flashed, turning into a sword light and rushing towards Chen Xiaonian's chest.

Chen Xiaonian was not afraid at all. The Nine Yin and Nine Yang true energy in his dantian roared out. He slammed his legs on the ground, and his body spun violently, creating a violent tornado, and rushed towards He Zudao with shocking sword energy.

Ding!

The moment the tips of their swords touched each other, strong winds and thunder intertwined, terrifying lightning flashed continuously, and in almost an instant, the tornado was torn apart.

"What about people?!"

The moment the tornado dissipated, He Zudao was suddenly stunned. Chen Xiaonian had disappeared. He felt a sudden chill in his heart, and a sword light shot out from the side!

The fifteenth sword!

He Zudao raised his right hand and swung the sword in his hand, and the surging thunder instantly enveloped Chen Xiaonian.

Swish!

After He Zudao swung out with his sword, there was no pause at all. The internal force in his dantian flowed through his body violently like a volcanic eruption and gathered on the sword.

"Ow!"

A sound of dragon roaring was heard today. He Zudao's veins bulged. He gripped the sword tightly and swung it violently. A dragon transformed from lightning suddenly rushed out from the tip of the sword.

The moment the thunder dragon appeared, its speed exploded to the extreme. Its mouth opened wide, and it waved its huge thunder claws and rushed towards Chen Xiaonian with the speed of wind and lightning. The powerful lightning sword energy kept rubbing against the air, making a sharp "hissing" sound.

"Thunder Sword Technique! This is Master's Thunder Sword Technique!"

The moment the Kunlun sect disciples in the audience saw He Zudao slash out the thunder dragon, they immediately understood why He Zudao made the agreement of sixteen swords. The Thunder Sword Technique has a total of sixteen moves. First, you gather internal strength, accumulate energy and then strike out with a buzzing sound. When you have accumulated enough energy to strike the sixteenth sword, you will slash out with one sword, as if a thunder dragon has descended to the world. This is He Zudao's famous sword technique.

"Brother Xiaonian, run quickly!" Mo Xiaobei didn't know any martial arts, but when he saw the majestic thunder dragon appear in the arena, his heart was shocked, and he felt that the world became oppressive.

"Shameless bastard, you're not going to lose just like that..." Dongfang Bubai stared at the arena with his eyes fixed, a hint of worry suddenly arising in his heart.

"Brother Xiaonian, if you die, I will definitely avenge you." Qiao Feng's eyes flashed with brilliance. The fight between Chen Xiaonian and He Zudao aroused a strong fighting spirit in his body.

"Can brother Xiaonian really block this sword?" Zhang Wuji showed worry. He Zudao's sword was as powerful as the might of heaven.

"Master, Brother Xiaonian won't lose, will he?" Song Yuanqiao felt that before He Zudao's sword, the aura he leaked out made him feel uneasy.

"Just watch." Zhang Sanfeng showed a weird smile calmly.

Just when everyone was worried about Chen Xiaonian's safety, He Zudao on the field suddenly had a change of eyes. His expression became tense, and his whole body was covered with goosebumps. He felt as if a murderous intent from the abyss was locking onto him.

"Where's Chen Xiaonian?"

He Zudao suddenly discovered that Chen Xiaonian, who had just been in front of him, had disappeared again, and Chen Xiaonian's figure disappeared from the entire arena.

Swish!

Suddenly, Chen Xiaonian's figure emerged from the body of the thunder dragon.

At this moment, the world in He Zudao's eyes seemed to slow down countless times. Only Chen Xiaonian was still as powerful as the wind, breaking through the thunder dragon in an instant with Gan Jiang in his hand.

"How can it be!"

Among the crowd of people watching the battle, several people exclaimed at the same time.

Chen Xiaonian's figure flashed out and appeared and disappeared in the air, as if he passed through the Thunder Dragon easily like air. There was no sword energy or sword light in the hand of Chen Xiaonian, but there was a faint murderous aura that was extremely dark.

Phew!

He Zudao only had time to swing his sword an inch away, slightly interfering with the trajectory of Chen Xiaonian's sword, and the Gan Jiang in Chen Xiaonian's hand had already pierced He Zudao's shoulder blade!

Fourteen Deadly Swords!

Under the powerful pressure from He Zudao, Chen Xiaonian integrated the meaning of the invisible killing sword into the Fourteen Deadly Swords for the first time, and then he slashed out a sword as powerful as a ghost and a demon, shaking the world.

"I... lost." He Zudao's face was filled with dejection. "I, He Zudao, prided myself on being unrivaled in the three arts of music, chess and swordsmanship, but I didn't expect that the second time I returned to the Central Plains, I would be defeated again."

"Heroes are everywhere in the world, and there are so many talented people. How can I underestimate the martial arts world in the Central Plains?"

He Zudao laughed wildly as he spoke, suddenly threw away the sword in his hand, and turned away in a dashing manner.

"Master, where are you going?"

"Master, you can't leave. What will we do if you leave?"

When the Kunlun disciples saw He Zudao was about to turn around and leave after being defeated by Chen Xiaonian in one move, they shouted anxiously, but unfortunately He Zudao ignored them. At this moment, he seemed to have seen a broader martial arts world and walked away in a leisurely manner.

"This person has become stronger again!"

When Zhang Sanfeng saw He Zudao leaving in a leisurely manner, he was surprised to find that with every step he took, the aura in his body increased a bit, as if his previous defeat to Chen Xiaonian was just a trivial matter.

"As expected of the Three Saints of Kunlun."

Chen Xiaonian also noticed the changes in He Zudao's body, and secretly praised He Zudao in his heart, saying that compared to the so-called major famous sects, he was the true transcendent and saint, with a state of mind far superior to that of ordinary people.

"Brother Xiaonian is so awesome!" Mo Xiaobei's mood was like riding a roller coaster. Just now he was worried about Chen Xiaonian's comfort, but in a flash he started shouting excitedly.

"Chen Xiaolan is a pervert. I will never fight with him again."

Lu Xiaofeng's eyes were filled with envy, he wished he could be the one to show his power so that he could charm thousands of girls.

Wuqing, who was standing aside, looked at Chen Xiaonian with a loving look in her eyes. She felt something strange in her heart. Just when He Zudao slashed out the thunder dragon, Wuqing secretly made up her mind that as long as Chen Xiaonian died, she would kill all the Shaolin disciples at her own risk.

Chen Xiaonian watched He Zudao's voice with respect until it disappeared, then he slowly turned his gaze to Murong Fu.

"Just now, were you the one who attacked me?"

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Chapter 173: Large-scale search for father

"Humph, Chen Xiaonian, everyone in the world knows that you are the devil who killed Master Kong Xing and Nun Miejue. I just want to rid the martial arts world of harm."

Murong Fu stared at Chen Xiaonian with a somewhat unpleasant expression. The strength that Chen Xiaonian had just displayed was far beyond his imagination. Even He Zudao, who had already entered the level of a grandmaster, was no match for Chen Xiaonian. For a moment, he was even afraid to fight with Chen Xiaonian.

"Murong Fu, how dare you, a villain, speak so arrogantly here!" At this moment, Qiao Feng jumped into the arena from under the martial arts arena, looked at Murong Fu with an arrogant face and said, "My brother Xiaonian acts uprightly, you are not worthy to fight him, if you want to fight, fight me!"

"Qiao Feng."

Murong Fu clenched his fists. The appearance of Qiao Feng made him more afraid. The chance to become the leader of the martial arts world was right in front of him, but he was unwilling to retreat. He froze in place, hesitating to move forward.

"Brother Qiao, you've arrived just in time." Chen Xiaonian smiled slightly, looked towards the direction of Shaolin Temple and said, "I promised Brother Qiao that I would help you find the leader of the Yanmen Pass bloodbath. Today is the perfect time, and everyone is here."

Is the leader here too?

Qiao Feng was shocked when he heard this and asked anxiously, "Brother Xiaonian, who is the leader?"

Chen Xiaonian glanced around slowly before speaking: "Before you reveal the leader, please let those hiding in the dark come out."

"Murong Bo, Xiao Yuanshan!"

"I know you are in Shaolin Temple, come out and see me."

Chen Xiaonian's voice, empowered by his inner strength, echoed in the Shaolin Temple, causing the crowd to look surprised, not knowing what Chen Xiaonian meant.

However, Murong Fu and Qiao Feng's faces changed drastically. The Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan mentioned by Chen Xiaonian were their biological fathers respectively, but they both thought that Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan had died long ago.

"Ha ha ha ha."

As a burst of laughter rang out, a masked man in black and a masked man in green robe suddenly jumped out of the Shaolin Temple.

The moment the two appeared, they looked at each other and took off the masks on their faces at the same time.

"Dad!"

When Murong Fu suddenly saw the green-robed man in the arena reveal his true face, he excitedly called out "Dad" and his mind suddenly became clear.

This person was the man in green robe who rescued him in the apricot forest. It turned out to be his father Murong Fu. Now Murong Fu finally understood why the man in green robe saved him for no reason and helped him to resolve his worries.

On the other side, when Qiao Feng saw the man in black reveal his face, he was shocked. The man in black looked exactly like him!

"Are you my father?" Qiao Feng's heartbeat quickened, and he walked towards the man in black with a look of trepidation on his face.

"Our looks and figures don't need to be explained." The man in black excitedly grabbed Qiao Feng's arms and said, "You can tell at a glance that I'm your father!"

As Xiao Yuanshan spoke, he suddenly opened his shirt, revealing a wolf head tattooed on his chest. Upon seeing this, Qiao Feng also opened his shirt, revealing a wolf head tattooed on his chest that was exactly the same as Xiao Yuanshan's.

"Hahahaha!"

All of a sudden, the two of them burst into laughter, and all the events of the past thirty years came to Xiao Yuanshan's mind.

After a burst of laughter, Xiao Yuanshan suddenly turned around and shouted towards the Shaolin Temple: "Xuanci, old bald donkey, today I finally recognized my son. Do you dare to come out and see him?"

"Master Xiao, I have never avoided you, so why would I dare to say anything?"

Suddenly, several old Shaolin monks walked out from behind Master Kongzhi, and the one leading them was Abbot Xuanci.

"Well said. You, the abbot of Shaolin Temple, will not hide from me." Xiao Yuanshan looked coldly at the abbot Xuanci who came out, then turned to Qiao Feng and said, "Son, this man is the culprit that caused you and I to be unable to recognize each other for thirty years. He was the leader of Yanmen Pass!"

"You made me lose my wife and children, and I will also make you not know your own son is by your side for 24 years."

Xiao Yuanshan's words exploded in Abbot Xuanci's mind like a bolt from the blue.

biological son!

The two biggest concerns in Abbot Xuanci's heart are the Yanmen Pass case and his unknown son who was kidnapped many years ago. These have long been a source of worry for him.

"What does Xiao Yuanshan mean? How could Abbot Xuanci have a son?"

"Abbot Xuanci is a truly enlightened monk. How could he have committed adultery and have a son?"

"Could it be that Xiao Yuanshan deliberately threw dirty water on me?"

The heroes simply couldn't believe their ears. Xuan Ci had been the abbot of Shaolin for many years, how could he have a son!

“Hahaha!” Chen Xiaonian suddenly saw Xu Zhu among the Shaolin Temple disciples and burst into laughter: “Shaolin Temple is a place full of filth and dirt. You even have the nerve to call me a demon, old bald donkey Xuanci. Your son is here.”

"My son is at the scene?" Upon hearing this, Abbot Xuanci's face changed drastically, and he looked around anxiously: "Where is my son? Where is my son!"

"Fuck! Abbot Xuanci really has a son!"

"¨｀ Chen Xiaonian was right when he said that Shaolin Temple is a place full of filth and dirt."

"I never thought that the abbot of Shaolin Temple would break his vow of adultery and have a son. This is simply outrageous!"

"Interesting. Shaolin Temple has always had strict rules. I wonder how Abbot Xuanci will deal with it."

"Speaking of which, who is Abbot Xuanci's son? Isn't he definitely a second-generation?"

"I just want to know what kind of woman can make Abbot Xuanci break his vow of adultery."

When the heroes present saw Master Xuanci’s reaction, they immediately understood that what Xiao Yuanshan said was actually true!

Abbot Xuanci really broke his vow of chastity and had a son. Suddenly, everyone had different thoughts in their minds. Some wanted to watch the fun, some were very curious about who Abbot Xuanci's son was, and some wanted to know who was the woman who could make Abbot Xuanci break his vow of chastity.

"Xu Zhu, stop looking, I'm talking about you!"

Chen Xiaonian suddenly raised his hand and pointed at Xu Zhu, who was looking around among the Shaolin disciples.

Is it my valley?

Xu Zhu's eyes froze, and he looked stupidly at Chen Xiaonian in the arena, his mind going blank.

“Hahaha.” Xiao Yuanshan looked in the direction Chen Xiaonian pointed and laughed, “I didn’t expect that Constable Chen also knew about this. The Six Gates of the Ming Dynasty are truly powerful.”

"This little monk is indeed the son of old bald monk Xuanci!"

"Back then, I stole Xu Zhu from Ye Erniang and secretly sent him to Shaolin Temple, just so that you, an old bald donkey, could have a taste of my feelings. My son has been by your side for 24 years, but you have no idea. Does that feel good?"

Master Xuanci looked at Xu Zhu, his face full of regret, and slowly walked to Xu Zhu and grabbed Xu Zhu's hands: "Son, Xu Zhu, you are my son. You have suffered so much over the years."

At this moment, Chen Xiaonian spoke again and dropped a bombshell: "Brother Qiao, not only did the old bald donkey Xuanci break the vow of adultery, he was also the enemy you were desperately looking for at Yanmen Pass back then, leader!"

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Chapter 174: Using the few to defeat the many, the despicable Xuan Ci!

The leader turned out to be Abbot Xuanci!

"No way, how could Abbot Xuanci be the leader?"