Legend of Swordsman

Chapter 482: Father and son

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The woman in purple gazed at the white-haired man and suddenly said: "You must be the Jian Nantian who is making a lot of noise in Qingdong Realm, right?"

"Jian Nantian?"

There was immediately a commotion among the kendo warriors around.

"It's him!"

"It is said that he killed all the three sworn brothers of Prince Blood Peak, which made Prince Blood Peak furious. Now Prince Blood Peak is looking for him all over the world."

"I've heard about it too, and I heard that the Prince of Blood Peak has also spread the news that anyone who can deliver the head of Jian Nantian to him will be rewarded with a divine weapon!"

"No wonder, no wonder those three lords just couldn't help but want to kill him. That was a Taoist weapon. Not to mention the reward from the Blood Peak Prince. Just this sword. Nantian also had a Taoist weapon in his hand. Yes, and it’s a long sword!”

"In other words, if you can kill him, you can get two Taoist weapons at once!"

"Tsk, tsk, I really admire him. Even though the Blood Peak Prince is so miserable, he still has the arrogance to come to participate in the swordsmanship competition in Sword Valley. The Blood Peak Prince, among the seventy-two princes, is said to be one of the best. The one ranked second is far stronger than the other princes.”

"If I had offended the Blood Peak Prince, I would have hid in a corner long ago and not come out, or I would have simply left China and gone to the outside world to become a local emperor."

There was a lot of discussion.

There was also exclamation in the discussion.

Many strong swordsmen present had heard of Jian Nantian, and even those who had never heard of it soon knew after this discussion. When they learned that killing Jian Nantian, they could get two swords at once. After holding the Dao Divine Weapon, the eyes of these swordsman masters looking at Jian Nantian became extremely hot.

"Father."

Jian Wushuang looked at the white-haired man on the eaves in surprise.

That white-haired man was none other than his father, Jian Nantian!

It has been five years since he and his father parted ways on Nanyang Continent, and now they finally see each other again in China.

And on the eaves, the white-haired man Jian Nantian whose name was called was still drinking alone there, very indifferent, as if the people talking around him were not him at all.

Seeing this, the woman in purple was not annoyed, but smiled and said: "Since you were forced to take action, let's just let it go."

After saying that, the woman in purple looked around again, and her cold voice echoed throughout the Sword Town Valley.

"Everyone, everyone who can enter this Sword Town Valley is a guest invited by my master. Since they are guests, please pay attention to your status. During the swordsmanship competition, no matter who it is, anyone dares to take action in the Sword Town Valley. , that would be an enemy of my family!”

Hearing this, the surrounding swordsmanship masters all jumped in their hearts, and the enthusiasm in their eyes slowly subsided a little.

Yes, this is Lord Su Ming's place after all. Taking action here is obviously to refute Lord Su Ming's face.

Of course, they only restrained themselves temporarily, but not everyone can resist the temptation of the two Tao divine weapons. They are now afraid of Lord Su Ming and dare not take action. But once the Sword Dao Conference is over, when Jian Nantian leaves the town After Sword Valley, that may not be the case.

"Okay, the Kendo Conference will really start tomorrow. Let's go back and have a good rest." The woman in purple said, and then she took the others and was the first to leave.

The strong swordsmen around them did not hesitate and began to disperse one after another.

"Let's go back too." Lord Hunjian said.

"You two, you go back first, I have something else to do." Jian Wushuang said.

"Oh?" Lord Hunjian glanced at Jian Wushuang in surprise, but without asking any more questions, he left with Lord Tianming. Soon, the entire Zhenjian Valley became calm again.

The bright moon is in the sky, and the moonlight shines on the earth, making the ground glow with a faint silver light.

On the eaves, against the backdrop of the moonlight, Jian Nantian was sitting there alone, drinking wine, his shadow lengthening, his silver-white hair fluttering in the wind, giving him an indescribable sense of mistiness.

A figure suddenly appeared behind him.

Jian Nantian, who had been drinking, turned around. When he saw Jian Wushuang, his face, which had always been indifferent and without any emotion, finally showed a smile.

"Father." Jian Wushuang said softly.

"Come and sit." Jian Nantian casually threw a bottle of wine to Jian Wushuang, "Come and have a drink with me."

Jian Wushuang did not hesitate, and sat down in front of Jian Nantian behind the wine bottle.

"We haven't seen you for a few years. Have you grown up a lot?" Jian Nantian looked at Jian Wushuang and said with a smile.

"Fortunately, compared with you, father, I'm just a little behind." Jian Wushuang said with a smile.

Jian Wushuang knew very well that he had made great progress over the years. Now, he could barely be regarded as the first strong person in China, but compared with Jian Nantian, he was indeed a little behind.

Just Jian Nantian's poignant sword strike made Jian Wushuang feel ashamed.

"Now, without the help of external force and with all my strength, I may be able to compete with a high-ranking lord. But if I want to be like my father and kill a top lord plus two high-ranking lords with one sword, it will be even worse. Far away." Jian Wushuang secretly said.

"I thought it would take at least ten years before I could see you again, but now, it should be less than five years, right?" Jian Nantian said.

"No." Jian Wushuang smiled.

"Then the Holy Palace was destroyed?" Jian Nantian asked.

"It was destroyed three years ago." Jian Wushuang replied.

"Oh?" Jian Nantian raised his eyebrows, "In other words, after I left, you destroyed the Holy Palace in only two years. Yes, it was much faster than I expected."

"That's right." Jian Wushuang smiled.

The father and son were drinking and talking under the moonlight.

Jian Wushuang usually appears indifferent in front of others, and he is only more enthusiastic in front of his friends, but now around his father, he is completely relaxed, and even has a childish tone when speaking.

Jian Nantian, on the other hand, was very indifferent in front of everyone. He never cared about anyone or anything. He always only had himself and the sword in his hand, but Jian Wushuang was more important to him than himself and his sword. more important.

"By the way, father, they were saying just now that you offended the Blood Peak Prince? What's going on?" Jian Wushuang suddenly asked.

"Prince of Blood Peak?" Jian Nantian smiled slightly, "This Prince of Blood Peak is not something to be afraid of. What you really need to worry about is Su Ming."

"Su Ming?" Jian Wushuang's expression immediately became serious.

"Sure enough, is Su Ming the traitor from the Sword Ancestor lineage?"

(End of chapter)