"..."

Still ignoring Xiao Chen, the fight was lively with one dragon and one sword.

"Boss Fuxi? Is Boss Fuxi here? If you don't care, they will demolish this place... They don't regard you as a cadre, and they won't give you any face by doing this on your territory."

Xiao Chen waved his hand and the Xuanyuan knife fell into his hand, ready to stop this dragon sword at any time.

I don't know if it was Xiao Chen's words that had an effect, or something else... A ray of light appeared out of thin air, instantly suppressing the golden dragon and the sword shadow.

The golden dragon reacted extremely quickly, quickly shrunk and returned to the Xuanyuan Knife.

As for Jian Ying, who had just arrived, he didn't know where this place was. Seeing that the light dared to suppress him, he immediately surged in size, trying to smash the light.

However, no matter how it surged, this ray of light was not chopped into pieces. Instead, it formed a light shield and enveloped it.

"Boss Fuxi is awesome!"

When Xiao Chen saw this scene, he couldn't help but flatter him.

However, it’s not flattering, it’s really awesome.

This sword shadow is still very powerful, and as soon as Mr. Fuxi took action, he directly suppressed the sword shadow without giving it much chance to react...

It can be said that there is no way to fight back.

"Why don't you squeak anymore?"

Xiao Chen thought of something and looked at the Xuanyuan Dao in his hand. He said just now that the golden dragon didn't give him any face at all... Now that Boss Fuxi made a move, he immediately became intimidated.

Swish, swish, swish!

Inside the transparent mask, the sword shadow was running rampantly, trying to break the mask and rush out... But no matter how it struggled, the mask had no intention of breaking it.

"Haha, Xiaojian, stop struggling, what kind of presence is Big Fuxi... What kind of place do you think this is? Are you here to be so arrogant?"

Xiao Chen walked forward slowly and came to the light mask, feeling a little proud and a little gloating about his misfortune.

Whoosh!

The shadow of the sword shrank a lot, and it stabbed at Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen was startled and raised the Xuanyuan Sword in a defensive posture... However, he soon felt relieved because the sword shadow could not break the light shield at all.

No matter whether the sword shadow is enlarged or reduced, or any other way...

At the beginning, the mask also changed with the changes of the sword shadow, such as getting bigger and smaller... Later, maybe it was too lazy to change, and it was just that big, which directly limited the changes of the sword shadow.

"Hey, Xiaojian, please be honest."

Xiao Chen was completely relieved when he saw that Jian Ying was completely trapped.

Let's just say, there is nothing that Mr. Fuxi can't handle... He made an extremely correct decision.

"Brother Long, no, Xiaolong, if you rant again, I will ask my brother Fuxi to suppress you."

Xiao Chen patted the Xuanyuan knife again and said.

Seeing how awesome Boss Fuxi is, he didn't even call him "Brother Long" because the golden dragon didn't give him face before.

Xuanyuan Saber's golden light flashed, and then there was no reaction.

"hehe."

When Xiao Chen saw this, his smile became even thicker. He looked at the sword shadow in the light mask again, stepped forward and looked at it carefully.

He was now certain that this was the sword soul of the peerless sword.

It's not an entity, it's similar to a metamorphosis.

"Xiao Jian, can you hear me? You should be able to hear...where is your sword body? Tell me, and I will help you find it so that I can reunite with you."

Xiao Chen said.

Uh-huh...

The shadow of the sword stabbed Xiao Chen fiercely through the light barrier, but it could not penetrate.

"Haha, don't mess around. This is the action of Mr. Fuxi. It would be weird if you could come out."

Xiao Chen looked at the mask and suddenly thought of Qianlong Mountain... At that time, the old fortune teller also used the mask to control the bull-headed monster.

Are these two types of masks the same thing?

If they are the same thing, what does the old fortune teller have to do with Mr. Fuxi?

The bone ring was given to him by an old fortune teller.

He couldn't help but think that the old fortune teller had something to do with Mr. Fuxi...

"Xiaojian, as long as you give in, I will go to Mr. Fuxi to beg for mercy and let you out... When the time comes, how about you help me find your sword body and teach me my peerless swordsmanship?"

Xiao Chen continued to ramble.

Jian Ying naturally ignored Xiao Chen and continued to grow bigger and smaller...

"It's a bit inappropriate for you to be older and younger..."

Xiao Chen muttered.

"You want to make a serious sword, even if it is a sword soul... you must also make a serious sword soul."

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Chapter completed!