Are You Saying That I Monopolize Sword Luck? Then I'll Give It Back to You

Thirty years ago. Chen Zui, who is known as the master of eight swordsmanship in the world, is willing to bind himself to Jishi Pavilion for the sake of the people of the world. Thirty years later, when he stepped out of the Jishi Pavilion, he entered the legendary fairyland on land. At that time, everyone said that the swordsmanship would be destroyed at his hands. "Okay, then according to what you said, I, Chen Zai, will create a new sword path!" On this day, hundreds of thousands of warriors gathered in Dongji City. Chen Zui hung above everyone's heads and destroyed the natal sword. "You all say that I, Chen Zuo, dominate the eight sword fights in the world. Today I will go to the four fights! Don't say that I, Chen, am the most stingy, it's just that my natal sword is split into two and can only carry so much. If you still feel it's not enough, you can come and use your true skills to take my life and take away my luck with the sword! " As he said this, he turned and looked at the martial artist besides the other swordsmen. "Don't blame me for being partial. From now on, swordsmanship in the world will become its own lineage, and it will be clearly separated from martial arts in the world. The cultivation of swordsmen in the world will become smoother." "..." "Yes, from now on, swordsmanship in the world has become its own lineage, separated from the all-encompassing martial arts, and started anew. Then wouldn't Chen Zuina be able to sit on an equal footing with the Buddha Taoist Master and be respected by the world? It would not be an exaggeration to even call him the Sword Master Sword Master? " Someone sighed.