Chapter 347

Boom!

The mist in the distance boiled up in an instant.

The thick fog rolled, and these thick fog gathered more and more, just like a sandstorm all over the sky, blocking out the sky and the sun.

What's in here?

Yuan Lixing, who stared round, didn't look very well. It seemed that he was going to spit out something.

"God, what do I see?"

Suddenly, a sword warrior beside Jiang Lixing screamed fiercely.

Several powerful gas explosions were sent out in the thick fog that covered the sky and blocked the sun.

While roaring, the dense red spots showed a faint light in the thick fog.

"How many meteorites are there?"

A look of doubt flashed in Xie Xiang's eyes.

But the next moment, the red light condensed by these meteorites shot at Chu Xingyu like dense arrows.

The red awns all over the sky shot at the young man in white.

WOW!

A wave of red light swirled around the Chu star rain.

WOW!

Another wave of red light came madly.

Chu Xingyu's whole body is wrapped in it.

"How many meteorites recognized the Chu star rain?"

A swordsman murmured.

"One, two, three..."

Xie Xiang restrained himself and wanted to count.

Finally, he finally couldn't help holding his head, collapsed and shouted: "countless, so many falling people, there are countless!"

Dense red light spots linger around Chu Xingyu.

Even with three days and three nights, it is unclear how many meteorites have been recognized by Xingyu.

"No, how is that possible!"

At this moment, Jiang Lixing, who couldn't accept the reality, changed his face.

Mingming Chu Xingyu's Kendo is very general. Why can it be recognized by so many fallen people.

"Wrong, the fallen must have read it wrong!"

Jiang Lixing shouted loudly.

"Yes, Chu Xingyu was not far from me when he fought against the puppets. It's clear that his Kendo talent is so clumsy. Why can he be recognized by so many fallen people?"

"The fall must have made a mistake."

Immediately, several swordsmen shouted.

"The falling man can't make a mistake!"

In the center of the basin, the white light flickered, and an old man with a wide sword appeared in front of the people.

The old man presided over the opening of the whole sword valley.

But at this time, the old man, the whole body has become very illusory, and there is a feeling that it will disappear in the next second.

"Sword Wang Yunsheng?"

Suddenly, a swordsman couldn't believe his eyes and shouted in surprise.

"So you are here!"

A warrior also exclaimed.

"I heard rumors and thought you..."

A warrior said that he didn't go on.

It is said that the sword king has died. I didn't expect to see him here.

"What you heard is not wrong. My time is coming and time is running out."

The old man is the sword King Yunsheng of the fire dance country. He knows that he doesn't have much time, so he comes to sword valley. After falling, he can turn into a red light spot and become a part of sword valley.

But before that, he still had one thing to do, that is, to manage the sword Valley instead of the former sword warrior.

Sword Valley cannot be managed without people. When Yunsheng is ready to fall, he must wait for the next sword warrior to take over his work.

Originally, he didn't intend to appear in front of everyone, but guided these swordsmen to break through behind the scenes.

But the falling man recognized the scene of Chu star rain, which even he felt very strange.

"The fallen in the sword valley are all powerful sword fighters. They have a very keen perception of those who use sword skills."

"They can't be wrong."

Yunsheng said slowly.

Looking at the falling people rushing out from the thick fog one after another, Yunsheng murmured: "I thought there were less than 100 falling people in sword Valley, but I've really seen it today."

For thousands of years, some fallen people in sword valley have been very low-key.

Only some falling people who prefer lively will appear when sword warriors enter sword Valley every year.

This makes people mistakenly believe that there are less than 100 fallen people in sword valley.

Even Yunsheng, who managed sword Valley for a year, thinks so.

"Jiang Lixing, I say you're not as good as garbage. Are you satisfied?"

Surrounded by the red light like a swarm of bees, Chu Xing's rain tone is faint.

Jiang Lixing's face was instantly angry and had a direct impulse to go wild.

The twenty red lights on him are nothing compared with the countless red lights on Chu Xingyu.

In front of the young man in white, he became a real loser, something inferior to rubbish.

His face was livid, not only Jiang Lixing, but also Qin Ming, who had mocked the youth before.

Before a incense stick, he regarded Chu Xingyu as a bad guy.

But in fact, what Lingyun said is not wrong at all.

He and Jiang Lixing are united, which is not enough for teenagers to see.

The fact is slapping, ferociously hitting them in the face.

His face was green and white.

"Now, eight swordsmen have been selected by the falling ones. You can go all the way along the end of the valley. At the end, the swordsman is waiting for you."

Yunsheng pointed to the exit of the basin and said slowly.

"Wait!"

Just as the eight swordsmen were going to the exit.

Hundreds of red lights suddenly made a sound.

Just when they were puzzled, the red light suddenly spoke.

"Young man in white, I'm surprised to see your bones. Now I'm going to teach you my unique sword skill!"

A red light shines brightly, and the sound comes from inside.

The fallen will teach sword skills!

Everyone's eyes were shocked.

Soon their faces changed again.

"Young man, don't learn his sword skills, learn my Kowloon sword skills!"

A red light suddenly appeared in front of Chu Xingyu and said to Chu Xingyu.

It's Kowloon sword!

The faces of several swordsmen changed.

This red light is the Kowloon immortal. Their ancestors were killed by the Kowloon immortal with a sword with the Kowloon sword technique.

Such a powerful sword skill can be taught to Chu Xingyu here.

But the surprise on the faces of these martial artists did not subside, and a dull voice sounded.

"What's your sword skill? My sword skill of sweeping the plain is very strong!"

A red light knocked away the real person in Kowloon and said to Chu Xingyu.

"Ancestors, finally found you!"

A swordsman looks excited and sweeps across the plain. It's his family's ancestral sword skill.

But when it is passed on to the great masters, it is lost.

"Ancestors, pass me the sweeping plain!"

I didn't expect today. He finally found his ancestor. The swordsman shouted excitedly and incoherently.

"Get out!"

The red light whispered at his grandson.

Then in the desperate eyes of the famous swordsman, Hongguang flattered Chu Xingyu and said, "young man, accept my sword skills!"

Obviously, it is more important to pass on your sword skills to Chu Xingyu than to your own people.