Legend of Swordsman

Wu Jianshuang came to the courtyard where he practiced swordsmanship with Jianmeng on weekdays.

If it was usual, Jian Menger would have been waiting here long ago, but today, when Jian Wushuang came to this courtyard, he did not find the existence of Jian Menger. Only a black robe with his hands on his back was waiting quietly. Holding his sword.

Qi Jian Wushuang's heart immediately raised a bad hunch.

"Lanbo." Jian Wushuang still shouted as usual.

"You're here?" Jian Lan turned around, there was no gentleness on her face, and some were just a look of majesty and coldness. "You should know what you want to do. Just today, the house owner appointed Menger as the sword pavilion After the battle of the new cabinet master, Jian Hou Ling held a succession ceremony, and the token representing the identity of the sword club master should be on you. "

Jian Sword Wushuang Yiyi.

信 The token representing the owner of Jiange Pavilion is Jianhoufu's first killing sword and three killing swords!

三 The three killing swords were brought back by his father shortly after his father went out. He has kept them for the past four years, that is, the long sword that he carried on his back.

"Give it up." Jian Lan said.

Wu Jianshuang trembled physically and mentally, gritted his teeth tightly, looked at Jian Lan, and sank, "I want to see Menger!"

"What is the status of Menger, and can you see it when you say it?" Jian Lan Lengheng.

"I will never give up the three killing swords without seeing Menger." Jian Wushuang said firmly.

Even at this moment, he still has a little hope in his heart, expecting that all of this is just because of the relationship between Jian Lan and Jian Menger.

"Presumptuous." Jian Lan groaned, just about to get angry.

"Father." The beautiful young girl Jianmeng, dressed in snow-white clothes, came slowly from the house.

"Menger." Jian Wushuang even looked at it, but it was only the first glance. The only hope in Jian Wushuang's heart instantly disappeared. He noticed, noting the depth of Jian Menger's eyes. Cold, that unfeeling.

Wu Jianshuang suddenly understood that what happened today, Jian Menger was not compelled.

"You have been lying to me?" Jian Wushuang asked, staring at Jian Menger.

"Fool you? No." Jian Menger shook his head. "I never promised you anything, and even if you taught me to practice swords, although I asked you to teach, I never forced you, you and me This is a bargain, I have been with you for four years, and you, it is fair to teach me swordplay! "

"Is that a deal?" Jian Wushuang grinned and asked, "You should know that the three killing swords were brought back by my father after my father went out for a tour, and that may be the only clue for me to find where my father is going to be ! "

"I know." Jianmeng nodded.

"You also know that my greatest wish in my life is to be able to replace my father's heavy palms with a three-slave sword one day!" Jian Wushuang continued to ask.

"I also know." Jian Menger nodded again, "but wishing to return to the wish, for you, this wish will not be realized in a lifetime, after all, after all, you are a waste that can't even condense spiritual power."

"Is it a waste?" Jian Wushuang couldn't help but laugh at himself.

Just this morning, he practiced Datian's fortune, and finally condensed spiritual power to become a real warrior, and he wanted to share it with Jianmeng for the first time, but who had thought that in the eyes of the latter, Is he just a waste? A poor worm that can't even gather spiritual power?

"The sword is unparalleled, and you have no more entanglement. The more entangled it will only make you weaker. If you are not willing, then use your strength to challenge me honestly. In this world, everything depends on With your fist talking, you are weak, you have been used and deceived, and who are you to blame? "Jian Menger said indifferently.

原来 "Is that so? In the final analysis, am I still too weak?" Jian Wushuang smiled faintly, and the ridiculous look was extremely horrible. "It turns out that I have always been a fool!"

"Haha, stupid! Stupid can!"

"I am the biggest fool in the world!"

"it is ridiculous!"

Wu Jiansou growled, his expressions were almost insane.

Wu Jianlan and Jianmeng looked silently beside, but there was no mercy in their eyes.

Just now, although ruthless, it is true.

This world, this is weak and strong food!

Jian Wushuang laughed tragically, and at the same time, his entire mind seemed to be overwhelmed by billions of thunders at the same time. His face had been distorted, his eyes were more complicated, and it was incredible at first, very It was almost a loss, and then it was furious, even almost crazy.

After only a moment of effort, Jian Wushuang's laughter came to an end, and when he looked up again, his eyes gradually returned to plainness.

Jian Lan and Jian Meng'er both noticed the changes of Kung Fu in this moment, both were quite surprised.

They don't know, in this short moment of effort, what a tremendous change has taken place in Jian Wushuang's heart.

The original innocence and simpleness of Xun had disappeared at this moment. In this short moment, Jian Wushuang seemed to have gone through decades of vicissitudes.

Taking a deep breath, Jian Wushuang re-looked at Jian Menger, and there was no trace of tenderness in his eyes. Some were just the chill that was so cold to the bone marrow. At the moment, Jian Menger, who was stared by Jian Wushuang, couldn't help it. Tremble.

How cold is this look?

The tadpole stared at its prey as if it were a snake.

"Jiang Menger, you are right. Only the weak will pretend to be pitiful and win the sympathy of others, and the strong will all speak by strength. In this case ..." Jian Wushuang's voice was cold, and three killing swords came out from behind , Accompanied by a trace of Jianming.

Huh!

The sharp blade of the sword suddenly drew a blood hole on the palm of the sword without hands ... The palm stained with blood suddenly gripped, causing a pain in the heart, the sword had no double-sided color, staring at Jianmeng.

"Two months later, Jian Hou Ling is fighting for battle, that is, the day you take over the title of Jian Ge Pavilion, I will fight you!"

"I will let everyone know that Jiange ... will always be Jiange of Jiange ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ It is my father's Jiange, it is my Jiange, no one, no matter who it is, will never get involved!"

"Whoever just touched my finger, I chopped it!"

Blood slowly dripped down the arm along the arm, and Jian Wushuang's words were so powerful at this moment.

"As for the three killing swords, hum ..." Jian Wushuang looked at the killing sword in his hand and smiled coldly, "If you want it, give it to you!"

Jian Jian Wushuang threw the three killing swords to Jian Menger, then turned and walked away. When he was about to step out of the hospital, Jian Wushuang stepped in a footstep, the light and immature words, spit out coldly.

"In two months, I will find you!"

Wu Jianmeng frowned slightly, staring in horror at the disappearance of Jian Wushuang, looking a bit lonely and lonely. The clenched three-handed sword in his hand suddenly became as heavy as a pound ...

"Huh, it's just a waste that can't even converge. You want to challenge Menger two months later? He still has to find a way to become a true warrior within two months." Jian Lan still disapproved.

Xuan Jianmeng's brow immediately spread out.

Yes, a waste that hasn't even condensed spiritual power, will fight her in two months?

This is a joke!

Uh ...

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