God-level Grandmaster of Martial Arts

The middle-aged man frowned and looked around. In the entire room, every sword was like this.

Squeak!

At this time, the door of the room was opened, and a young man in white walked in.

This young man in white is handsome and personable, and his whole body is exposed, as if he is an unsheathed magic weapon.

"Master, Baijian Villa sent an invitation, saying that the peerless sword is about to be born, and I want you to see their sword festival."

As soon as the young man entered the door, he bowed first, and then said softly.

However, his eyes were already startled by the ringing ancient swords in the surrounding.

This kind of scene has never been seen since he started following the master.

Because, no sword would make such a sound when facing his master.

The middle-aged man turned around and said solemnly, "Jian Chen, go to Baijian Villa on your behalf and bring back the best sword!"

Jian Chen is the nameless disciple of the martial arts myth!

The identity of this middle-aged man is ready to be revealed!

He is the myth of martial arts, nameless!

This long-standing man in the rivers and lakes, his name is like a myth, and almost no one in the rivers and lakes does not know him.

The invincible hand in the world, the martial arts myth is nameless!

"Master, why do these swords make such a sound?" Jian Chen was puzzled.

Wuming carried his hands on his back and said solemnly: "Because there is a sword in the Supreme Being about to be born, that is, the peerless sword. In order not to fall into the hands of evil, you bring the hero sword as your teacher and bring it back."

"Yes, Master!"

Jian Chen didn't ask any further questions. After bowing, he turned and left the room.

Chapter 567 Peerless Sword, Sword Festival

In the rivers and lakes, many invited kendo masters headed towards Baijian Villa.

Wang Feng is no exception.

In addition to the kendo masters who were invited, there were also some people in the martial arts who were not invited, and they also went to Baijian Villa.

The purpose of these people is self-evident, for the legendary sword.

The name of the peerless sword is too great. After decades of forging, it has finally been completed. It is definitely eye-catching.

As for how powerful this sword is, you can only know it by seeing it with your own eyes.

September 15th, time passed quickly, and it arrived in a blink of an eye.

In Baijian Villa, hundreds of warriors have all gathered here, and these people are all masters of kendo.

Wang Feng also arrived. He arrived two days earlier than expected, just in time for this sword festival.

Sword greed has also come. For him, a person who is insatiable with swords, the peerless sword must not be let go, and he will definitely try his best to win this sword.

Unsurprisingly, Bu Jingyun came and brought Chu Chu to Baijian Villa.

His two arms appeared here intact, obviously the unicorn arm already belonged to him.

"Isn't this the master of Feiyun Hall, Bu Jingyun? I heard that he broke his arm, but now..."

"Who knows, Bu Jingyun is now wanted by the World Association. With his style in recent years, he has formed a lot of revenge with the world's heroes. I am afraid many people will not let him go."

"That's right, without the backstage of the Tianxia Association, countless people will definitely trouble him, all of which are his own fault!"

Many of the warriors present were pointing fingers at Bu Jingyun, and many even showed a trace of hostility. Obviously, they had a grudge with Bu Jingyun directly or indirectly.

However, in the face of all this, Bu Jingyun never said anything, he always had a cold face, and he didn't care what anyone said.

Chu Chu was a little worried that so many warriors at the scene were hostile to Bu Jingyun, which made her a little scared.

"Big Brother Yun..."

Bu Jingyun raised his hand and directly stopped Chu Chu from speaking.

"Don't worry about them, whoever dares to shoot at me will die!"

Bu Jingyun said indifferently, for him, there is no one he can take in his heart, even if everyone in the world wants to be his enemy, he doesn't care.

Jian Chen also came, holding the hero sword, standing in the crowd, and there was no lively approach.

At this time, the main entrance of Baijian Villa was opened, and a few people came out. Among them, a plump young woman took the lead. She looked about forty, with some wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, but it was still difficult to describe her pretty appearance.

This person is the wife of the previous generation owner of Baijian Villa, and others call him Mrs. Ao.

Ao Tian and a tall and burly middle-aged man with a full beard came out with Madam Ao.

"Everyone, it's rare for everyone to appreciate their faces. Come to My Worship Sword Villa and participate in the sword festival of the peerless sword."

Mrs. Ao said lightly to everyone, the expression on her face did not change in the slightest.

"Mrs. Ao, let's start the sword festival, we can't wait!"

"That's right, start the sword festival quickly, we are still waiting to draw the best sword!"

"That's right, don't waste your time, let's see the rumored peerless sword!"

The following kendo masters said aloud.

The purpose of their coming here is to be a peerless sword, but they are not in the mood to listen to her nonsense.

Mrs. Ao was silent for a while, and Aotian came out from behind and said loudly: "Today is the day of the sword festival. Since you are all invited, don't worry."

"Please come with me, I have ordered someone to take out the peerless sword. If anyone can pull out the peerless sword, then the sword belongs to whoever owns it!"

"Aotian, you worship Sword Villa, but your words count? Whoever can draw the best sword of the world, who owns this sword?"

"Yes, you'd better not fool us. If you fool us, don't blame us for tearing down your Baijian Villa!"

The following group of warriors are not fuel-efficient lamps. Everyone has a great background, not a famous swordsman in the world, or a disciple of any sect, and their strength is not weak.

Aotian cupped his hands and said, "What I say from Baijian Villa will naturally not deny it, everyone, please!"

Aotian led the way in front, and a group of warriors in the back followed him towards the inside.

Wang Feng took Duanlang and followed the crowd into the door.

After passing through this gate, everyone saw a huge square surrounded by guards.

Across the square, there is a platform, and then there is the inner door.

At this time, on the platform outside the inner door, a huge sword-smelting furnace has been placed. The flames are burning on it. In the sword-smelting furnace, there is a huge ancient sword inserted into it, which is suffering from the burning of the fire. .

"My God, what a big sword!"

This ancient sword looks a lot bigger than an ordinary sword, almost three times the size of an ordinary long sword.

Generally, the swordsmen use some long and narrow long swords, which are lighter and more agile, and can play a more severe offensive.

However, the huge peerless sword in front of him gave people a very strong visual impact.

Solid, solid, heavy...

To use such a sword to fight against people, I am afraid that it will take a very strong internal force to support the use of the sword, otherwise ordinary people will not be able to pick up this sword at all.

With such a huge body, the blade must be extremely heavy.

"Such a big sword is the rumored peerless sword? How should we use it?"

A warrior frowned, with a hint of doubt in his tone, he felt that he was being played by the people of Baijian Mountain Villa.

"Yes, such a huge sword weighs at least 70 to 80 kilograms. Ordinary people can't swing it with arm strength, let alone fight with him. If it relies on internal strength, the internal strength consumed must be huge."

Many warriors nodded one after another, and that person was definitely right.

With such a heavy sword, let alone killing people, it was difficult to even pick it up.

"Humph! Incompetent, so many excuses!"

An indifferent voice came, and before everyone had time to curse, they saw a figure jumping up and grabbing towards the peerless sword.

"It's Bu Jingyun, such a terrifying flame, is he tired of living? How dare he use his flesh and blood to directly take the sword?"

"I think he's crazy. The human body can't withstand such a high temperature. I think Bu Jingyun will die today!"

In this large group, almost half of them were ready to watch Bu Jingyun's jokes, and even wanted to see him burned to death by the fire.

Among all of them, it is estimated that except Wang Feng, no one is optimistic that Bu Jingyun can get this sword.

Chapter 568 Bu Jingyun's Swordsmanship, Fake Sword

Bu Jingyun made a move, no one expected him to make a move suddenly, even Aotian and others were a little caught off guard.

Chu Chu covered her mouth with her hands, and her eyes showed shock, which soon turned into fear.

"Big Brother Yun!"

That scorching flame can melt even iron, but Bu Jingyun wants to use his own flesh and blood to take the sword, how dangerous it must be!

Everyone's eyes were on Bu Jingyun's body, the infuriating energy in the body was secretly running, and they were all ready, as long as Bu Jingyun got the peerless sword, and then shot to **** it!

choke!

The peerless sword was held in the hands of Bu Jingyun, and was pulled out from the sword refining furnace. A sword qi shot up into the sky, shocking everyone.

"Peerless sword, really pulled out!"

"Sure enough, it is a peerless sword. With such a fierce sword energy, only peerless swords can possess it!"

"Let's go together and grab the peerless sword back!"

"Go on!"

Dozens of kendo masters all pulled out their swords, and dozens of sword qi slashed towards Bu Jingyun, wanting to kill him before he could stand firm.

Wang Feng smiled lightly on the side, just relying on the swordsmanship of these people, how could they cause any harm to Bu Jingyun?

"Jianba!"

Bu Jingyun was in the air, roaring loudly, and his body was tossing and turning quickly, each time he appeared in a different position!

Every time he made a move, he sent out an extremely fierce sword light, and everyone was beheaded wherever the sword light passed!

"what!"

"what!"

The screams kept coming, and those martial arts masters who wanted to **** the peerless sword all died under this sword technique!

Sword Eight is a sword move in Sword Twenty-two.

These warriors all tried their best to get the best sword, but they all died in the hands of Bu Jingyun.

Those kendo masters who stood by and watched secretly felt a cold sweat, secretly thinking in their hearts that fortunately they hadn't shot, otherwise they would be dead now.

In the rivers and lakes, Bu Jingyun has always been dominated by the cloud-discharging palm, and the cloud-discharging palm is his synonym.

But who would have thought that Bu Jingyun's swordsmanship has reached such a terrifying level, it is simply incredible!

"This peerless sword is mine!"

Just when Bu Jingyun just stood still, Jian Tan shot and grabbed the peerless sword in his hand.

A very unexpected scene happened, Jian Tan actually grabbed a peerless sword from Bu Jingyun's hands.

"Hahaha! From now on, I am the one who is greedy for the sword, and no one wants to take it away from this old man!"

The sword greedy stared at the peerless sword in his hand, and was extremely happy in his heart.

"What should I do? Jianku has obtained a peerless sword. It's not easy to win a sword from him."

"Don't be afraid, we swarmed up and grabbed our hands, no matter how powerful the sword is, it's just one person!"

"That's right, you're right, grab it!"

The letters of those warriors began to stir again. Although the sword greed was powerful, in the eyes of these people, the sword greed was less of a threat than the start.

"enough!"