"it's me."
In the secret hall of Tianxiahui, after ten years of separation, Fengyun reunited. The visitor spoke calmly, with a completely different detachment in his words: "We said goodbye to each other on the top of Tianshan Mountain in the past, and today I see that the leader of the male gang is in good health, and I am heartbroken. Very comforting.”
"Yeah?"
Xiongba couldn't deny it and said: "On the contrary, I am very disappointed to see you alive and well." As he spoke, in the hand behind his back, the vitality converged, and suddenly condensed into a powerful true flow, awe-inspiring The killing, silently, spreads towards the visitor,
"So, does the male gang leader plan to kill me as soon as we meet?"
The visitor chuckled, and in his eyes, a faint golden light suddenly appeared, and endless waves suddenly appeared, like a vast ocean, setting off boundless stormy waves, powerfully swallowing up the spreading true energy, the majestic pressure was magnificent, and in an instant , filling the entire secret palace!
"How can it be... ... .."
The expression on Xiong Ba's face changed drastically, and he looked directly at the person in front of him, his eyes full of disbelief: "How could your cultivation reach such a level in just ten years?!"
"The progress of Xiong Gang Leader's martial arts is not bad either."
The visitor smiled and praised: "Outsiders only think that the leader of the Xiong clan is the master of the three magic arts, but they don't know that the leader of the Xiong clan is extremely talented. He has already realized that the three skills are combined into one, and he has understood the unparalleled secrets of returning to the vitality in three parts. Given time, he may not be able to do so. Transcend the so-called martial arts myth and become the true overlord of the world."
"snort!"
While Xiong Ba enjoys the compliment, he never relaxes even the slightest bit of vigilance, because he knows very well that the person in front of him was his strong enemy ten years ago. Now that we see each other after ten years, although he has improved his martial arts, he is no longer what he used to be. But after just a secret confrontation, they were still not sure of defeating the opponent. Obviously, in the past ten years, the other party's martial arts has also improved greatly, and is not inferior to his at all.
Feeling fearful, he stared at the visitor closely and said in a deep voice: "Tell me your reason. We haven't seen each other for ten years. I believe you didn't come to me just to reminisce."
"The leader of the male gang is wise." He responded calmly, and the visitor slowly turned his eyes and landed on the two grandsons of the Ni Bodhisattva on the side: "I want to take them away. I believe that the leader of the male gang will not stop me, right?"
Hearing this, Xiongba's face suddenly darkened, but he was definitely worthy of being a great hero. After briefly weighing the pros and cons, he immediately said in a deep voice: "You can take them away if you want, but you must guarantee that their grandchildren will not criticize my fate. If you tell anyone except here, I will devote all my energy to fighting you to the death."
"ha!"
With a chuckle in response, the visitor responded calmly: "Although the fish dies, the net may not be broken, but now I no longer want to fight with you, so I agree to your request. After all, this belongs to you." Of course, you have to control your own destiny. I have no time to care about it. You can rest assured and say goodbye!" After saying this, he saw that he was already holding the Clay Bodhisattva and his granddaughter in his hands. His body was disillusioned and he was directly Disappeared into the secret palace.
"Damn it! Damn it!"
Seeing Ni Bodhisattva's grandfather and grandson being taken away in front of his eyes, as the leader of the Tianxiahui and the peerless overlord of the northern martial arts world, at this moment, Xiongba was really angry to the extreme. He let out a roar and burst out his true energy. , rolled out wildly, stirred up the wind and clouds in anger, and made the mountains and rivers eclipse.
The wind has risen, the rain is falling, and in the wind and rain, an old figure is walking forward slowly. His life has long withered in the drifting wind and rain. He is heading towards death, but the closer he is to death, the more sword intent he has. Intense, his eyes were blurred, and he kept mumbling to himself: "Sword twenty-three, sword twenty-three..."
This is a taboo legend, and it is also his persistent pursuit in his past and present lives.
His name is Dugu Jian, the eldest brother of the contemporary Wushuang City Lord Dugu Yifang, the successor of Wushuang Sword, a born swordsman, learning swordsmanship at the age of five, becoming famous at the age of nine, enlightening the way of swordsmanship at the age of thirteen, and being invincible with the holy swordsmanship. Sword Master, until Wuming appeared and suffered his first defeat under the inexplicable sword skills, he retired from the world and became indifferent to the world.
However, as a top swordsman, even if he is no longer in the arena, he has never put down the sword in his hand. Over the years, he has devoted himself to learning the way of swordsmanship, not only deriving the Holy Spirit Sword Technique to the perfect twenty-two styles, but also Under the guidance of an unparalleled master who had recently risen to prominence in the world, he gradually became familiar with the next level of swordsmanship:
Destroy the heaven and the earth with twenty-three swords!
Although he paid a huge price for this, he did not feel sad at all. He only hated that his time was too short, so he could only challenge the leader of the Tianxiahui Gang Xiongba in the shortest possible time. , he wants to let everyone in the world witness his supreme swordsmanship at the last moment of his life.
"Wow!"
At this moment, a red figure broke through the raindrops in the sky, like a strange blazing fireball, and in the blink of an eye, it was already approaching.
"Duanlang pays homage to Master Sword Master." The visitor knelt down and saluted very respectfully, and said in a respectful voice: "Master, I have already done what I asked you to do, and Xiongba has accepted your invitation." , a month later, the world will gather in the great palace of mountains and rivers, where he will be waiting for your arrival."
"Well, very good." Dugu Sword Master's seemingly turbid eyes sometimes revealed a terrifying light, falling on Duan Lang's body, and said indifferently: "You went to Qingliang Temple and started fighting with the great monk Buxu Oh, and Bu Jingyun, what? Are you trying to snatch the legendary fire monkey?"
"Yes, Master." Duan Lang knew that with his ability, there was no way he could hide himself in front of an unparalleled powerhouse like the Sword Master, so he said bluntly: "I want to capture the Fire Monkey so that I can Help your uncle to explore the secrets of heaven and increase your chances of winning the war in a month."
"Haha... The secrets are unpredictable. How can we sigh lightly? However, it is rare for you to have such a heart." Dugu Sword Master sighed: "What is the result?"
Duanlang said with shame: "Master Buxu's cultivation has reached the innate realm, and the Great Compassion Palm is even more powerful. I am no match. Bu Jingyun's martial arts is on par with mine, let alone another one." Qin Shuang is more powerful in martial arts, and not only did I not get the Clay Bodhisattva, I didn't even get the Fire Monkey."
Dugu Sword Master frowned and said, "The Clay Bodhisattva was found by the Tianxiahui?"
"No." Duan Lang responded: "Qin Shuang and Bu Jingyun originally found the Ni Bodhisattva, but unfortunately, they were kidnapped by a mysterious master on the way."
"That person is Xiongba." Dugu Sword Master said indifferently: "He is ambitious and wants to control the heavens alone. The Clay Bodhisattva must have been secretly abducted by him."
Hearing this, Duan Lang couldn't help but understand, and couldn't help but curse: "Damnable Xiong Ba."
Dugu Sword Master smiled and said: "You don't have to be angry. Just help me with my work. I'll give you some advice. Your Eclipse Sword Technique is almost complete. Now, you need a matching magic weapon. You can try it out." Lingyun Cave will find the Fire Lin Sword lost by your family, and by then, we will definitely be able to take a step further."
"Fire Lin Sword?" Duan Lang couldn't help but be slightly startled when he heard this, and then he said with great joy: "Thank you, Master, for your advice."
"Very well, go ahead. I also want to meet an old friend of mine before the decisive battle." With the continuous understanding of Sword Twenty-Three, Dugu Sword Master is very interested in the opportunity of sword energy. The feeling became more and more obvious. Following the inexplicable guidance, he walked forward step by step, walked through the dark night, and came to an inn called Zhonghua Pavilion.
Across the front hall, in a courtyard behind, it seemed that the arrival of Dugu Sword Master was sensed. A middle-aged figure stood in the wind, holding a wine pot in his left hand and a wine glass in his right hand.
"Wu Ming? Long time no see." Dugu Sword Master did not expect that with his Qi induction, Wu Ming was really here. There was a faint excitement in his tone when he spoke.
"We haven't seen each other for many years. We are always nice. Why don't you have a drink with me?" Wuming raised the cup in his hand to Dugu Sword Master and laughed calmly.
"No need, wine is a poison that penetrates the intestines. Those who practice swordsmanship should not drink. I have never touched a drop of wine in my life." Dugu Sword Master directly refused Wuming's invitation, but focused his eyes on Wuming. An elegant gesture.
"That's such a pity." Wuming raised his head and drank a glass of wine, nodded and said, "It's such a good wine!"
The sword intent on Dugu Sword Master's body was constantly condensing, almost turning into substance. He stared at Wuming and said indifferently: "Wuming, I haven't seen you in twenty years, can you fight with me today?"
Wuming shook his head and said: "You are now a broken sword, but you have focused your life's sharpness on one point. Do you want to face the decisive battle with Xiongba?"
"Twenty-three swords."
Dugu Sword Master did not respond to Wuming's words, but calmly uttered these four words. Suddenly, time, space, and the reincarnation of all things between heaven and earth were frozen in an instant.
Wuming's body trembled and he couldn't help but sigh: "I didn't expect that you still deduced this unparalleled sword move that shouldn't exist. It's such a powerful move!"
"But I still lost in the end. I didn't expect that you would have understood the Heavenly Sword now!" Dugu Sword Master seemed to have aged dozens of years all of a sudden. He looked at Wuming and sighed calmly.
"Your twenty-three swords are as good as the Heavenly Sword. If it can be fully activated, it will be even more powerful. Looking at the world, no one can match it." Wuming slowly walked to a stone table in the courtyard. , filled a glass of fine wine, and said calmly: "Old friend, how about we have a drink?"
Dugu Sword Master's expression changed several times, and finally he sighed and said with a smile: "Okay, let me make an exception and have a drink so that I can see the Heavenly Sword in my lifetime." As he spoke, he strode to Wuming's side and took it. He picked up the cup filled with wine on the table, raised his head and drank heavily, and praised loudly: "It is indeed a good wine!"
(End of chapter)