Global reincarnation

Jiang Chen finally gave up the idea.

The first time should be given to the one you love no matter what.

After all, he is an honest man.

Life is uneventful.

Nie Feng takes care of the merger of Wushuang City into Tianxiahui.

Bu Jingyun led a group of people to sweep away the surrounding bandits and dissenters, and captured those in the Xiantian Realm and imprisoned them, and then Jiang Chen surrendered.

If you don't surrender, you will be killed.

The Sword Master and Wuming practiced their swords every day, sharpening each other and improving rapidly. This was much faster than the improvement of one person's enlightenment. Jiang Chen also occasionally talked about his own understanding of the way of swordsmanship.

As for yourself?

Jiang Chen also kept polishing his magic power, practicing the Three-Point Divine Finger, Cloud Dispelling Palm, Wind God Kick and Tianshuang Fist, as well as inexplicable sword techniques, Holy Spirit Sword Techniques, etc.

The days are very fulfilling.

In the blink of an eye, it’s almost January.

"Tomorrow is the end of the mission. Should you stay or go back?"

Jiang Chen thought about it.

It will be difficult to improve even if you stay.

After all, relying on Qilin essence and blood cannot break the authority of agility and spirit, so what chance does it have to continue to stay? There is nothing better than Shenlong.

But that mythical beast is too powerful.

The current world society is not enough to swallow it in one bite.

Hunting Emperor Shakti?

If that old Yinbi is really hidden, who can find it?

Even if he finds him, he probably won't be able to kill him. The last time he severely damaged his opponent, it was because Emperor Shitian underestimated his enemy too much, and he was almost killed accidentally.

If they were to face each other again, even if Wuming and Juggernaut had greatly improved, it would still be very difficult to kill them.

"It's better to go back!"

Jiang Chen had an idea.

Night falls and the bright moon rises in the east.

In front of the main hall, a banquet was served.

Nie Feng, Bu Jingyun, Sword Master, and Wuming are all here.

Kong Ci was waiting on the side.

Mingyue who followed Nie Feng back was also very well-behaved.

"Pity!"

Seeing Mingyue's beautiful and fragrant face, Jiang Chen sighed.

If there wasn't enough time, how could Nie Feng have anything to do?

After all, a man’s career is the most important thing.

By the way, why don't you talk to Yan Ying about life?

Jiang Chen quickly suppressed his thoughts.

"Boy, you invited us here, is there something wrong?" The swordsman took a bite of the lamb, then picked up the wine glass and asked at the same time.

Several other people also looked over.

"As the leader of the Tianxiahui, my strength has finally fallen a bit, so I am going to start retreating tomorrow!" Jiang Chen said his plan.

In fact, once you leave the privileged world, you will be placed in solitary confinement as a privileged person, or you will go out to train and disappear in front of acquaintances.

This is arranged by the reincarnation system, so that privileged people will not appear or disappear abruptly in the privileged world.

"Retreat?" Wuming said, "Your strength is not bad anymore. Looking at the younger generation, who can rival you? Even the older generation has very few who can compare with you. After all, you have beaten people like Jue Wu Shen to death, so what's the point?

Call it poor strength?"

"Isn't it true that there are still existences such as Emperor Shakti and others? It's too unsafe!" Jiang Chen laughed.

Nameless and speechless.

The sword master shook his head.

"After I retreat, I will leave the affairs of the Tianxiahui to Senior Brother Feng, and Senior Brother Yun will assist me. If you have any doubts, just ask the two brothers!" Jiang Chen arranged, "The expansion will also be suspended, and then we will improve our strength.

For the Lord! The Sky Frost Fist, the Cloud-Pailing Palm and the Fengshen Legs can all be given out as rewards. After all, although the World Association is big, there are too few people who can take advantage of it!"

"You really have an extraordinary mind. Just for this reason, you are much stronger than Xiongba!" Wuming praised.

Nie Feng wanted to postpone it, but Bu Jingyun didn't like to deal with the matter, so he had to accept it.

Several people were eating and drinking, and talking about the future development.

But at this moment, a powerful sword intent flashed away.

Wuming suddenly stood up and looked into the distance.

The sword master also looked over.

"I haven't felt this sword intent for a long time!" Wuming sighed softly, "It's for me!"

"Brother, who is it?" Jiang Chen asked.

He sighed in his heart.

What the hell.

Sure enough, something unexpected happened again.

"Pojun, my former junior brother!" Wuming looked complicated, "When I was young, I worshiped the Sword Sect, and my master was Pojun's father! When we competed for the position of the sect master, the two of us fell out, and since then, we have died of old age.

We have not been in contact with each other, but I didn’t expect him to show up now and invite me with his sword intent!”

"Brother, why not invite him over?" Jiang Chen said, "Even if he is an old friend, let's sit down and have a drink. Doesn't he dare to come?"

"Haha, who said I don't dare to come?" A long roar came from the distance, and a gray figure was seen galloping towards him. His movement was as fast as Feng Xu Yufeng. In the blink of an eye, he was in front of everyone and landed on the ground.

aside.

This man was Po Jun, the son of Jian Hui, the original leader of the Sword Sect. He was extremely talented in swordsmanship, but was always suppressed by Wuming.

He is arrogant and will do anything to achieve his goals.

When Xiongba pushed Yan Ying off the Buddha and fell into the Minjiang River, he was rescued by him. Then he went to Japan and gave Yan Ying away in exchange for Jue Wushen's unique skill.

In my heart, I only have martial arts and swords!

Behind him, he carried a knife and a sword.

"I thought we would never meet again in this life!" Wuming looked complicated. This master's beloved son once killed his respected senior brother. If master Jianhui hadn't stopped him, he might have killed Po Jun long ago.

There are countless grievances and entanglements among them.

It's just that time passes, and what's left is a sigh after all.

"I haven't killed you yet, how can we not meet you!" Po Jun's tone was cold. As soon as he finished speaking, the two weapons from his back jumped out and landed on his hands.

One sword, the Sky Blade and the Greedy Wolf Sword, are both peerless magic weapons comparable to the Fire Lin Sword and the Snow Drinking Sword, and were later called the second of the Seven Dragon Slaying Weapons.

"Are you still going to kill me?" Wuming lamented.

The sword master couldn't stand it any longer: "Back then, you were so decisive in killing and suppressing the ten major sects that they surrendered. What a grace you were, how come you keep getting better and better? This broken army was nothing in my opinion back then. If you can't bear to take action, I'll do it."

!”

Po Jun sneered: "Sword Master, this is none of your business!"

Others are afraid of this Dugu Jian, but he is not.

Bu Jingyun and Nie Feng just watched silently.

They are not yet able to participate in the grudges of the older generation, nor are they qualified.

Jiang Chen suddenly spoke: "Po Jun, you were the one who killed Wuming Senior's wife back then, right?"

Rumble!

His words were like thunder from the sky, falling directly into Wuming's ears and reaching his soul. For a moment, he was stunned, and then his eyes turned red.

His wife's hatred has always been a taboo for him.

Not long ago, Jiang Chen also said that he would tell the enemy who killed his wife.

Now that it is clear, that is definitely the case.

After all, the new leader of the Tianxiahui has never told a lie.

Po Jun's pupils shrank and he looked at Jiang Chen.

"Do you want to deny it?" Jiang Chen smiled, "People are doing it, and God is watching. If you don't want others to know, you have to do nothing. If you break the army, you will definitely retaliate. You are narrow-minded and cruel. If you can't deal with Wuming, just

Use despicable means to attack."

“No one seems to know about this matter, but actually a lot of people know about it!”

"For example, Clay Bodhisattva!"

Jiang Chen said with a smile.

His heart moved, and he suddenly looked into the distance, where the rooms were stacked on top of each other, and it was dark. He thought to himself: Someone was secretly peeking in without being noticed. It was not a trivial matter. He must have suddenly heard the name of Ni Bodhisattva, which revealed a hint of his energy.

It is related to Clay Bodhisattva, who is it?

The sword master also felt something and looked over.

But at this time, no one of them moved.

"Is it you?" Wuming's voice was hoarse, and he walked over step by step, condensing a huge sword intent above his head, like a substance, soaring straight into the sky.

At this moment, all the swords in the Tianxiahui, even those within a radius of thousands of miles, all shook, and the ones that were close to each other automatically flew over.

He was angry.

It's almost like using Explosion.

In fact, he had long guessed that Po Jun was responsible, but there was no evidence, and he had never found the other party.

"As expected of the enemy who has been oppressing me all my life!" Po Jun felt the terrifying sword intent and showed an unprecedented solemn expression, "Yes, I was the one who killed Xiao Yu! Haha, she was originally my woman, but...

It's just taken away by you. What's mine is mine after all, how can I let you take it away? You won her heart, and I destroyed her body. Wuming, speaking of it, it was you who harmed her!"

"You deserve to die!" Wuming roared, and then thousands of sword lights burst out from his body, surrounding Po Jun.