Martial Cultivator

A majestic sword dragon passed over Sanchi Town. The Green Pavilion Sword Immortal, who was once famous in the world but had disappeared for a while, reappeared in the world. Not as everyone expected, the Green Pavilion Sword Immortal chose his own way of swordsmanship. Instead, everyone unexpectedly borrowed the sword and asked the master of the Sword Sect.

The lineage of sword cultivators has always been unique among countless schools of practice, not only because sword cultivators are powerful enough to kill, but also because sword cultivators are the most popular in the world.

At the highest point of the world's swordsmanship, there may be many great swordsmen who have already climbed here, but when these great swordsmen raise their heads, they will definitely find that there is a person standing on the other side of the peak, overlooking the world.

At the highest point, stood the leader of the Sword Sect.

This worldly swordsman, even the monks who are not swordsmen, recognize him as the best swordsman in the world. He has stood alone at the top of the sword for countless years. He has watched countless so-called genius swordsmen climb mountains, but they can only climb at his feet. .

Luting Sword Immortal has been defeated in all twelve sword competitions with the Sword Sect Master over the years. However, although outsiders are vaguely aware of it, they have not actually seen the two of them fight. Therefore, this time Luting Sword Immortal did something like this again. After the huge battle, the sword cultivators in Sanchi Town did not think about who would inherit the so-called swordsmanship inheritance. Instead, they jumped up and chased the sword dragon.

The inheritance of swordsmanship is important, but the chance is also slim. But now, there is really a battle that may be the strongest swordsmanship in the world. Don't you want to watch it?

Can you sleep in the next damn days?

After that, every time I think about missing today, I just want to give myself a big mouth.

Therefore, the scene here is a bit nice. On the sky in front, the old swordsman is stepping on the sword dragon and leaving gracefully. After the sword dragon, the sword cultivators turned into sword energy to pursue it.

For a time, about fifty to sixty percent of the sword cultivators in a small town chose to leave.

Outside the restaurant in the town, on the long street, a couple stood among the crowd. The woman was carrying a long sword and looking at the man in front of her angrily. Without him, it was because the man who was also a sword cultivator was carrying the flying sword behind him at the moment. Only the scabbard was left. The flying sword in the sheath had been borrowed by the Green Pavilion Sword Immortal long ago.

The woman's face was dark, and there was even some unconcealable grievance on her face, "Xu Bai, do you know how hard it was for you to get this flying sword!"

Perhaps the woman was really sad and lost her temper at the moment, so when she spoke, her voice was undisguised, so the sword cultivators around her could hear her.

Naturally, many people have heard of this sword cultivator who is quite famous in Huanglong Province, so a lot of eyes are turned here.

Perhaps Xu Bai knew he was in the wrong, or perhaps seeing his wife's sad and aggrieved look at the moment, he moved his lips and whispered, "Old senior borrowed the sword, maybe he will return it."

He naturally knew how hard it was to get the flying sword, and he also knew why his wife was sad, but according to his temperament, if he had to do it again, he would probably choose to borrow the sword.

It was not because of Luting Sword Fairy's last words that moved him, but because in the past few years, he had always regarded Luting Sword Fairy as a senior swordsman he admired. In fact, many of his actions in this life were based on learning from his opponent, and he was magnanimous. He is a kind-hearted person, and for the sake of justice in his heart, he is even willing to risk his life or death.

How can such a Green Pavilion Sword Immortal be disrespected by others?

But if he does this, he is destined to disappoint Jiang Ying, because he, Xu Bai, can live the way he wants, but doesn't Jiang Ying only have two words to live in this life, Xu Bai?

She hopes more than anyone else that her husband can become a swordsman and have a place in the art of swordsmanship.

This idea is not because after Xu Bai became the Sword Immortal, she would be indifferent to Yourong, but because she felt from the bottom of her heart that her husband should be like this.

Xu Bai was silent for a while, then took a few steps forward, reached out to hold Jiang Ying's hand, and softly comforted him, "Madam, I can still find the flying sword, but if I don't borrow the sword today, I, Xu Bai, can't bear it." Kan, no matter how hard I practice swordsmanship from now on, I’m afraid it’s impossible to reach that level again.”

At this point, Xu Bai changed the topic and said softly, "As a husband, I naturally know that my wife is devoted to her husband, but there are some things that are difficult to solve."

Jiang Ying's eyes were filled with tears, but she was not the kind of unreasonable woman after all. She just felt sorry for her and said, "It's hard to find such a good flying sword again."

Xu Bai also nodded, naturally knowing how difficult it is to find another flying sword that is consistent with his own thoughts and of a good grade. However, it is still the same as before. If it happens again, he will still do this. select.

If he didn't choose this way, he wouldn't be Xu Bai.

Since he is no longer Xu Bai, what is the use of becoming a swordsman or not?

It's just that Jiang Ying knew these words whether they were spoken or not, so Xu Bai didn't need to say them. Saying them would actually affect the relationship between the two.

He put his arms around his first wife and chuckled, "Without flying swords, my husband can still become a swordsman..."

Before he finished speaking, a voice sounded not far away, "Xu Dao has a friendly ambition."

Xu Bai was startled, then looked up and saw a familiar figure in the distance.

A young man in black shirt walked over not far away and said with a smile, "Long time no see, Fellow Daoist Xu."

Xu Bai quickly let go of Jiang Ying and replied, "I didn't expect to see fellow Taoist Chen here again."

Xu Bai was not that stupid after all, and did not reveal Chen Chao's identity here.

It was just a coincidence that not far from Xu Bai, the drunk swordsman who had patted Chen Chao on the shoulder in the restaurant before and even scolded him was here. Seeing this scene, he remembered that he had He looked a little unnatural.

The young man in black shirt was just an ordinary monk, but he got to know Xu Bai, which was not a good thing.

Fortunately, it was just an acquaintance. Anyway, this sword cultivator would not think that this guy was the famous young guardian envoy.

No one should be so unlucky.

Jiang Ying also wiped her tears and saluted Chen Chao respectfully, but did not speak.

Chen Chao nodded in greeting, then came to Xu Bai's side and said with a smile, "The flying sword was borrowed by someone. If you really don't return it, you still feel a little sad, right?"

Xu Bai didn't hide anything, and there was no need. He said bluntly, "Of course, but if Luting Sword Immortal fights against the Sword Sect Master again, I will borrow the sword, and I won't regret it."

Speaking of which, that flying sword was able to get into Xu Bai's hands, thanks to Chen Chao.

Chen Chao said, "Sword cultivation and swords are inseparable, so in the end the old swordsman didn't ask for it, but borrowed it. If he really planned to take it without asking, according to the realm of the old swordsman, he could hold it in his hand. There is nothing anyone can do.”

Xu Bai nodded. He deeply agreed with this statement and could not refute it.

"However, this battle is destined to be earth-shattering. Some flying swords will break and some flying swords will disappear. This is all expected. Fellow Daoist Xu must be mentally prepared..."

Chen Chao narrowed his eyes and smiled, like a spectator who only knew how to make sarcastic remarks.

A trace of regret and regret flashed in Xu Bai's eyes, but it only passed by briefly.

Chen Chao changed the subject and asked, "Since the swords have all been borrowed, and this is destined to be the most powerful battle in swordsmanship in the world, why doesn't Fellow Daoist Xu go and take a look, instead of just standing there?"

Xu Bai hesitated for a moment and stopped talking.

Jiang Ying glanced at her husband and then said, "Friend Chen, my husband's kendo idol in this life is Luting Sword Immortal. If he doesn't go now, he is afraid of seeing Luting Sword Immortal lose. This is destined to be the last scene of the old Sword Immortal's life." It’s a battle…”

Chen Chao nodded, understanding Xu Bai's mood.

Whether you are practicing swordsmanship, practicing Taoism, or even practicing swordsmanship, when you first start, there will definitely be someone in your heart. Maybe it is the person you are chasing in this life, maybe it is someone you admire extremely, or maybe it is someone you admire very much. These two people are basically the same person. Such a person is sacred in his heart, so he should not watch the other person lose or be defeated.

Xu Bai was in a complicated mood at the moment, and Chen Chao felt deeply about it.

"Old Sword Immortal probably won't win this battle."

Chen Chao didn't have much hope for the old swordsman because this was the last time he would use his sword in his life.

Xu Bai nodded, exhaled a breath, and said softly, "The master of the Sword Sect is still too tall."

Yes, that is the highest sword peak in the world. As long as he is alive, he will be the highest.

Chen Chao thought for a while and suddenly said, "Actually, I think you still have to go and take a look. The old swordsman may not win this time, but he will definitely draw the sword with the most regrets. His style is different, and his mood is different. As for whether the Sword Sect leader has always been the highest, let’s not think about it for now.”

Xu Bai turned his head and hesitated.

Chen Chao smiled and said, "No matter what, you have to guard your flying sword. It's not easy to get it, so you just ignore it?"

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Xu Bai thought for a while and finally made up his mind, but then asked, "Do you want to come together, Daoyou Chen?"

Chen Chao nodded, "For such a grand event, even though I am not a swordsman, I still want to see it. Besides, there will be a friend of mine who wants to use the sword later."

Xu Bai was startled.

At this moment, a sword light suddenly rose from the ground. It was like an afterthought that he decided to watch the sword show, but just by looking at the sword light, he knew that this person was a definite swordsman.

Chen Chao thought of something and suddenly said loudly, "Yu Xiyi, do me a favor. Please take a closer look at this flying sword of fellow Daoist Xu, so that you won't be able to find it again."

Xu Bai was stunned for a moment, then at a loss, Yu Xiyi? It's not like he has never heard of this name. The most amazing young swordsman at the moment is also here?

Chen Chao's words were loud and carried far away. Everyone around him could hear them clearly, especially the sword cultivator from before.

His expression became even more wonderful.

Why, is this guy in front of me still friends with that young swordsman?

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

What kind of existence is Yu Xiyi, and how can he be friends with this guy?

But what happened next made him even more confused.

Above the sky, where the sword light was, a voice came from afar, "How can I have the time to care about this shit?"

Having said that, Chen Chao knew that the other party took this matter to heart.

Yu Xiyi, although his words are unpleasant, he is still a good person.

Thinking of this, Chen Chao suddenly remembered something again and said with a smile, "Yu Xiyi, do you still remember your loss to me?"

There was silence for a moment on the other side of the sky, and then an angry voice came, "I, Yu Xiyi, am not as good as Chen Chao!"

Chen Chao laughed loudly, this boy was keeping his word.

But immediately, two words floated under the curtain, "That's weird!"

Chen Chao yelled, "Your uncle!"

Xu Bai didn't know whether to laugh or cry. The guard's heart was still... sincere.

However, this scene is not that simple in the eyes of many swordsmen who are watching. The identity of the swordsman on the sky screen is almost certain, that is Yu Xiyi.

It's probably hard to find any other swordsman in this world who would be as happy as this one.

So since he was joking with the young man in black shirt standing on the ground, and the other person's clothes, his identity was self-evident.

The other sword cultivators subconsciously took a few steps back. The sword cultivator who was the closest here was now drenched in cold sweat.

Beads of sweat as big as soybeans continued to drip from his forehead, and he looked as if he had just been fished out of the water.

Damn it, is this really the young guard?

What about what he did in the restaurant before?

Jian Xiu's heart was filled with despair, it was over, this sect was implicated by him, and he thought that the old dog he had raised would also die with him.

Just when the swordsman's mind went blank, the young martial artist over there even turned his head to take a look and asked, "Is it hot?"

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The old man took the sword dragon with him and left from the sky above Sanchi Town with the overwhelming sword energy. In an instant, he was thousands of miles away.

The terrifying sword energy continued to tear apart the sea of ​​clouds here, and then tore out a road to the sky.

The old man stood on the blade of the weeds, which kept trembling, seemingly dissatisfied.

The old man laughed and scolded in a low voice, "You guy, you have a bad temper. Your sword master is willing to lend you to me, but you are still not willing? Don't you know that today I will use you as the main sword and then hand out a sword?" Sword, even if it means giving your sword master a fortune?"

The old man's heart-to-heart words were not exaggerated in the slightest, but were so real that after the weeds trembled again, they became quiet.

Seeing this, the old man chuckled and murmured, "A century-old sword, such a good flying sword, I have never used it before."

Although at this level, especially after reaching this age, it doesn’t really matter what the flying sword is in the hand, but any swordsman, when he was young and practicing swordsmanship, wouldn’t want to hold the sharpest sword in the world and become the invincible sword in the world. Immortal?

At this moment, the old man thought that since it was the last time he would draw a sword in this life, he would do it according to his own wishes.

Half a day later, the old man was already less than a few hundred miles away from where the sword master was. When he turned around, he saw that the sword cultivators who were following him had actually been left far behind.

There was only a speck of sword light that looked like a mote of dust, growing in size far away.

That is Yu Xiyi.

As a swordsman, Yu Xiyi's sword-wielding speed must be faster than that of many sword cultivators. There is no doubt about this.

The old man raised his eyebrows, this guy is quite good.

Although the Sword Sect is far ahead, the old man has no intention of going forward. As the only sect in the world that is full of swordsmen, the Sword Sect has been very mysterious over the years. Almost no outsiders know where the Sword Sect is.

Although the old man never regarded himself as a disciple of Jian Zong, he had been there for a long time after all. If he said that he had no feelings for Jian Zong, it would actually be a lie.

What's more, this last sword use was just a battle with the Sword Sect leader, so it wasn't that troublesome.

The old man hovered in mid-air, silent for a moment, and said loudly, "Old man, I have lost to you in sword competitions twelve times. Now I have my last breath left. I ask you again if you dare to take the sword!" "

This sentence was uttered based on the mighty sword energy, which could be heard everywhere. At this moment, the sword energy was billowing.

Those sword cultivators who have not yet arrived here can also hear these words from a distance.

As soon as the old man said these words, the world became quiet, and everything was silent, waiting for someone to respond.

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The sword sect hanging in the world was surrounded by sword energy. At this moment, the sword energy was greatly disturbed. Many sword cultivators raised their heads and were quite shocked when they heard these words.

They all knew about the Luting Sword Immortal's descent from the mountain, and they felt quite regretful at the time. After all, such a great sword Immortal would eventually die of old age. However, they did not expect that not long after the old Sword Immortal came down from the mountain, he Still unwilling to give in, he wanted to fight his own sect leader.

But as the old swordsman said, we have already lost twelve times. Is this thirteenth sword show necessary?

Isn’t this the result?

But the other party was a great swordsman after all. The sword cultivators did not speak, but some looked at the back mountain, expecting their sect master's reply.

The sect master has been in seclusion for a long time since he returned last time.

In the back mountain, in a seemingly ordinary cave, after a long period of silence, footsteps gradually began to sound. A tall man with long black and white hair came to the door of the cave and glanced ahead.

The sea of ​​rolling clouds blocks the view.

"Yang Luting, are you still unwilling to give in in the end?"

After a while, the voice of the Sword Sect leader came out. It was very plain, and there was no edge in it.

The sound was not loud, but it still came out clearly.

"Old man, don't say too much. Do you dare to fight me again? Your sword has been enlightened to nine points, and it has never been perfect. But I am a dying man, and I have really understood something more powerful than your sword. A good sword, don’t you want to see it?”

The old man's voice sounded, and these words alone were enough to arouse the interest of the Sword Sect leader.

In today's world, who doesn't know that the master of the Sword Sect is obsessed with swordsmanship, and in order to understand the most powerful sword, this master did not hesitate to stay in seclusion for many years.

The leader of the Sword Sect stood with his hands behind his back, and did not speak in a hurry. He just glanced at the sea of ​​clouds quietly, and even stretched out his hand to pull a wisp of cloud energy, letting it continue to change shapes in the palm of his hand.

After a full quarter of an hour, the leader of the Sword Sect smiled and said, "In a span of sixty years, there were twelve sword fights. In fact, at the end, I was very disappointed with you. You shouldn't be like this, but since you took the initiative to mention the thirteenth sword today." times, then I will come and see if what you have realized is completely different from the previous twelve times."

As these words were spoken, the Sword Sect leader walked out of the cave and walked slowly in mid-air. In an instant, he was already in the sea of ​​clouds.

"I, a disciple of the Sword Sect, stop everything and go out to observe the sword."

The leader of the Sword Sect is leaving

In the sea of ​​clouds, although he still doubted whether Yang Luting would have that brand-new sword in his previous words, his words at this moment could actually express what the Sword Sect leader was thinking.

If you think Yang Luting's last sword is no different from before, why bother asking all the disciples in the sect to watch the sword.

After a period of twelve sword duels, the master of the sword sect actually still had some different feelings for Yang Luting. At least he didn't take it for granted that the other party used his full strength to use his sword every time these twelve times.

He repaid the favor of saving his life, and the Sword Sect leader actually didn't want to go with him to the highest peak of swordsmanship.

Unfortunately, in this world, everyone's path is different. It's hard to say whether they can reach the highest point and when they will stop.

The leader of the Sword Sect left the Sword Sect.

Countless sword cultivators behind him rose up from the ground and turned into streaks of sword light and swept away.

Among them, dozens of sword lights were extremely strong.

This scene is actually spectacular.

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Outside the Sword Sect, a hundred miles away, the old man closed his eyes and meditated. A young swordsman had rushed here out of breath. Looking at the sword dragon in front of him, the young swordsman couldn't help but curse, why hasn't the fight started yet?

The old man seemed to have heard what the young swordsman said in his heart. He narrowed his eyes and said with a smile, "Silly boy, this last sword strike must be done with great pomp. Besides, the people watching the sword haven't come yet. If I draw the sword right now, what will happen?" Can you hear the onlookers shouting? "

Yu Xiyi looked helpless, "Wouldn't you feel embarrassed if my last sword failed miserably?"

At this moment, he didn't care anymore. He just called me brother and that was it.

The old man didn't care and just said calmly, "I will be dead by then. It will be embarrassing and so on. How can someone still tell me this every day in front of my grave?"

Yu Xiyi couldn't help but laugh, but at the same time he patted his chest and promised, "If there is such a mistake, brother, don't worry, I will beat him until his mother will not recognize him."

The old man laughed it off.

The sword light behind him was like grains of rice, full of grains.

A sword energy in front of him cut across the air.

At the same time, countless sword lights came from over there.

Yu Xiyi raised his head and tutted, "Brother, the scene is so grand. There seem to be more than a dozen sword immortals watching the sword here!"

How many sword immortals are there in the world? Hard to say.

But the place that can gather more than a dozen sword immortals at the same time is probably the sword sect.

The old man laughed loudly, "This old man has done a good job, and it's not in vain that I received countless swords from him."

After saying this, the old man who was sitting cross-legged in the sea of ​​clouds stood up, straightened his back, breathed out a breath of sword energy, put it in the palm of his hand, looked at it carefully, and then smiled and said, "Damn it, I still think this thing is the best." It’s the most beautiful thing in the world.”

After saying this, the old man waved his hand directly, and the sword energy in his palm swept forward. At first it was like a drop of water, but after it swept forward a few feet, it was like a pouring rain.

The sword energy was like rainwater, flowing away under pressure.

Yu Xiyi sincerely praised, "Brother, your swordsmanship is so good that you can't even see your head at a glance!"

The old man had already stood up, holding the flying sword in his hand. The sword energy before was just a forerunner, just like the scouts sent out when the two armies faced each other. Now he raised the sword and the real army was dispatched.

Between heaven and earth, sword energy is dense.

The old man smiled to himself and said, "Old man, look at the sword!"

A long river of sword energy rose from the sky, and at the same time as the old man spoke, it was like a bank bursting, with rolling river water rushing forward.

But in fact, it is just flowing sword energy.

The old man has been practicing for many years, and he can hold back his attacks against enemies on weekdays, but at this moment, since this sword is the last sword in his life, there is really nothing to hide.

Therefore, the amount of sword energy at this moment is the real strength of a great sword immortal to draw the sword.

But even though this mighty sword energy is running like a river, spreading across the sky, its power is astonishing. Over there, it can be said that the belated leader of the sword sect has just appeared, and a sharper and unrivaled sword energy has arisen between heaven and earth. .

If Yang Luting's sword is like spreading a curtain of rain, then when the sword sect leader opposite him draws out his sword, it seems that there is really an unparalleled sharp flying sword that is tearing apart this piece of land regardless of the consequences. Rain curtain.

Of these two people, one is powerful and the other is simple and direct.

The old man looked at this scene, shook his head and said, "Old man, if you don't do anything with your sword practice, you will probably be unable to move even an inch in your life. Are you really going to give me no face at all?"

The leader of the Sword Sect stood with his hands behind his back and turned a deaf ear to this.

However, the sword tore through the rain curtain. Even though it was still terrifyingly powerful, it was not able to completely tear the sword energy rain curtain into pieces in the end.

Finally, the sword energy slowly dissipated, and the old man realized it and said, "What old man, do you really understand the ways of the world?"

The two have fought against each other twelve times, and they have long known what level the other is in. He naturally knows how much strength the Sword Sect master's sword exerted.

The leader of the Sword Sect did not dwell on this matter, but instead said, "Now that I have figured it out, I should take it out quickly to avoid disappointing the juniors."

This time, the master of the Sword Sect asked almost all the sword cultivators of the Sword Sect to go out to observe the sword. It is self-evident what this means.

The old man muttered, "Isn't this the so-called step-by-step approach? I'll give you more intensity from the beginning, so I'm afraid you won't be able to adapt to it..."

In fact, when I went down the mountain this time, I really couldn't say that I had learned any new swords. It was just that in the small town, my mood changed and the old man rediscovered the high-spiritedness of his youth. Therefore, this last sword may not be considered a new sword. It's new, but it will definitely be the pinnacle sword of his life.

Better than all previous swords.

He let go of the weeds, and the flying sword hovered beside him, buzzing.

The old man laughed and scolded, "Little guy, you were unwilling just now, but now you are reluctant? You are straightforward, but it is a pity. With my sword skills, although it is not difficult for me to comprehend all the skills and reach the end of Wangyou, your sword master, if If he just wants to be such a great swordsman, he can go ahead and learn it, but will he be willing to stop there? "

"No. When I first looked at him, I knew that this kid would be the one who would be at the top of the sword in the future, so he would only take a look at my swordsmanship."

At this point, the old man mocked himself with some sentimentality, "Isn't my swordsmanship really not good enough to be on the stage?"

But at this moment, it was just a matter of talking and laughing. The old man had long made up his mind to leave his knowledge of swordsmanship to those swordsmen who were willing to lend him swords. As for how much they can learn, it all depends on their own abilities.

Otherwise, there's really nothing else that can be done.

"You brat, take a good look at me drawing the sword. I won't believe it. How much of the swordsmanship that I have practiced so hard in my life can't you use in the end?"

The old man suddenly turned his head, and after saying these words, he no longer paid attention to Yu Xiyi, but looked at the master of the Sword Sect over there with a solemn expression.

Then as the old man spoke softly, the Stegosaurus behind him and a flying sword flew out first, like a rainbow.

After a flying sword flew out, there was a second flying sword and a third flying sword.

All of a sudden, rainbows streaked across the sky.

After that, countless flying swords flew away at the same time, and the entire sky was filled with rainbows drawn by the flying swords, which was extremely spectacular.

Yu Xiyi's eyes widened and he did not dare to look away from these flying swords.

On each flying sword, there is the essence of the old man's lifelong swordsmanship, which can be said to be rare.

Even the leader of the Sword Sect sighed after seeing these flying swords, "It's amazing. In the end, it depends on how many of your seeds will take root and sprout."

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Chen Chao and Xu Bai caught up with the most exciting moment of this sword duel. In fact, based on Xu Bai's sword handling speed, it was impossible for the two to catch up. At first, Chen Chao patiently followed Xu Bai slowly. He rushed this way, but then he couldn't bear it any longer, so he directly lifted Xu Bai up and speeded up.

A martial artist who has forgotten all his worries is trying his best to go somewhere. Except for other monks in the same realm, I'm afraid no one can catch up.

Stopping at this moment, Xu Bai rubbed his face that was a little sore from the blow, but the next moment, he didn't care to rub his face, but concentrated on the battle in front of him.

Chen Chao, a layman who came here to observe swordsmanship, could really understand some of the mysterious techniques of swordsmanship. In fact, it was not very practical.

In fact, it's just that his realm is here, and through the flow of some sword energy, you can still see something by observing the methods of both parties.

As time went by, more people came after them, and then the sword cultivators came here one after another. Seeing such a magnificent scene, they kept exclaiming.

"I never thought that one day my flying sword would be able to fight against the master of the Sword Sect. Rounding things off, doesn't it mean that I have also fought against the master of the Sword Sect?"

"That's right, that's exactly what it is. You must remember this matter carefully and tell it to future generations!"

"Then this fellow Taoist, can we testify to each other? Only by mentioning this matter in the future will it appear credible!"

"Okay, okay, in Xiajiang Zhongxin, from..."

For a moment, there was a lot of noise here, and there were all kinds of sounds.

Some contents are even more ridiculous.

Over there, Xu Bai was able to regain his consciousness at this moment. With his realm and vision, he could only see this part of the sword competition. Going forward, it would actually not be easy.

After all, these two are both the top masters of swordsmanship in the world, and the mystery of swordsmanship is definitely not something that an ordinary swordsman who has not yet set foot in the realm of Wangyou can understand.

Chen Chao smiled and said, "Did Fellow Daoist Xu gain something?"

Xu Bai smiled bitterly and said, "I dare not say it at the moment, but there are some things that seem to be in my mind."

Chen Chao smiled and said, "Then next time I meet fellow Taoist Xu, I'm afraid I'll have to call him Xu Jianxian."

Xu Bai waved his hands and said, "Even if you become a sword immortal, you will still be the light of a firefly in front of the guardian envoy. How can you dare to compete with the bright moon?"

Chen Chao was startled. After hearing this, he glanced at Xu Bai in front of him strangely. How could this guy be so flattering?

Xu Bai hesitated for a moment and said softly, "I haven't had time to thank the guardian envoy for what happened before."

Chen Chao naturally knew what the other party was talking about, but he didn't pay too much attention to it. He just waved his hand and said, "No one else can help with things like chance."

Xu Bai shook his head and said, "No matter what, I will accept the kindness of the guardian envoy. If there is an opportunity in the future, I will definitely repay you."

After hearing this, Chen Chao said half-jokingly, "Then don't blame me. If one day I, Daliang, can't stop those monsters from the north, I hope that when the monsters move south, I can see Fellow Daoist Xu heading north."

Xu Bai was startled, but he quickly nodded and said, "That's natural. I practice sword practice for myself on weekdays. I don't get involved in worldly affairs. I think it's not that important compared to practice. But if one day, the demon clan Going south, the disaster will spread to Daliang and Jiuzhou. I will definitely go north with my sword."

Chen Chao kept smiling when he heard this, but after Xu Bai finished speaking, he seemed to say something sincere, "Actually, it would be better if Daoist Fellow Xu could do it earlier."

Xu Bai was confused by these words and didn't know how to respond.

I really haven’t thought clearly, what does this mean earlier? Do you want to break through the realm earlier and become a genuine swordsman?

Chen Chao stopped talking, knowing that some things he said were too much and were not enough. Just like with that man, wouldn't he have left a bad feeling?

In fact, before leaving the town, Chen Chao deliberately waited for a while, but did not see the man coming to find him. If he thought about it carefully, he could figure out a lot of things.

I'm afraid that man has already decided in his heart that he, Chen Chao, is a deep-minded person and should not be deeply friends with him.

After this misunderstanding occurs, if no party takes the initiative to verify it, the misunderstanding will probably become deeper and deeper.

Chen Chao sighed and took the initiative to look for the martial artist sometime.

There are still too few strong men in Daliang today.

Even if you can't abduct that warrior, you should at least maintain a good relationship, right?

Just like Xu Bai and his ilk, they may not be of much use at ordinary times, but at least they can still be of use in times of crisis.

Actually having a group of such friends is great.

Chen Chao was thinking about the battle over there, and it was reaching its final moment before his eyes.

The old swordsman smashed out all the borrowed swords, and the sound was naturally powerful, but what was intriguing was actually the master of the sword sect. He could have cut off many flying swords, but he seemed unwilling to do it, so at this time, those Not one of the flying swords was broken.

All intact.

At this time, many sword cultivators had a lot of favorable impressions of this Sword Sect master, and they all thought that this Sword Sect master was still a man who cherished swords. However, only Chen Chao vaguely understood that in fact, the Sword Sect master had no regard for these ordinary swords. Xiu didn't care what he thought. What he did was just because of his friendship with the old swordsman Yang Luting.

Probably after treating the other person as a friend, he is not willing to just erase the other person's last wish.

But really take it to heart.

But even so, it would be unrealistic to say that the master of the Sword Sect would let the old swordsman win once.

In the battle of swordsmanship, Jian Yi was never left to speak out.

This is the greatest respect for a swordsman.

Since the sword is not given up, the old man really has no chance of winning.

Half an hour later.

The old man was panting and squandering all his sword energy, like a dying old man who knew that death was not far away, so he didn't intend to leave half of his wealth.

After the last flying sword flew out, there were actually many flying swords that were knocked away by the sword sect master's wave and nailed everywhere around him.

However, the master of the Sword Sect did not choose to smash the insignificant sword energy left by the old man on each flying sword.

The old man saw it but didn't point it out.

Finally, the exhausted old man glanced at the Sword Sect leader over there and whispered, "Old man, have you really realized that sword? But there is such a sword, why don't you show it to me?"

The leader of the Sword Sect said calmly, "Once this sword comes out, you can't stop it, and you shouldn't look at it."

The old man twitched his lips and cursed in a low voice, "You're still so damn conceited."

The master of the Sword Sect didn't take it seriously and just said calmly, "The sword you are wielding now is actually equivalent to what I used to do a decade ago. If I had known you had this kind of mental strength, I should have held back when I used my sword against you. I will never see you again." ”

The old man opened his mouth and just spit out the word "Go".

The leader of the Sword Sect didn't take it seriously and asked, "What are your unfulfilled wishes?"

It's really hard for a person like him to have such a soft side if he only focuses on swordsmanship.

The old man shook his head, too lazy to pay attention to the old man. Instead, he stretched out his hand, and Feijian Weed came to him. The old man patted the weed, and then looked at Yu Xiyi over there, "It's your turn."

The Sword Sect leader frowned slightly.

The old man, who had run out of gas, raised his head and said with a smile, "You brat, I'm a little unlucky. You chose this sword-sharpening stone and took a step forward. At this moment, you have truly reached the level of Wangyou. The way of the sword It’s so high that it’s never been seen before!”

The wild grass passed by and fell into Yu Xiyi's hands.

The young swordsman laughed cheerfully and said, "It would be better if this were the case. There is no one in the world who can be a better sword sharpening stone than this junior!"

"Brother, it doesn't matter if you lose now. After a few years, this junior will definitely defeat him and avenge you!"

Yu Xiyi laughed loudly, he was so high-spirited. People who didn't know better thought that his swordsmanship was much higher than that of the Sword Sect master here.

The old man sneered and said, "Whatever you say, I won't be able to see it anyway."

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The master of the sword sect who had been silent for a long time finally understood the ins and outs of it. He glanced at Yu Xiyi. Naturally, the master of the sword sect who had been released from seclusion would not turn around and leave in a disgraceful manner, but he had to let the world's sword master It's not that easy for the first person to be Yu Xiyi's sword-sharpening stone so willingly.

"Yu Xiyi, since you think so, I can help you, but I have to tell you in advance that I will suppress the state to the Wangyou state, but I will not hold back. Before you break through, this sword showdown, More than just wins and losses.”

In other words, what the Sword Sect Master means is that since you, Yu Xiyi, want to use me as a sword sharpening stone, I don't have to refuse, but if you want me to just feed the sword, that's impossible.

When I draw my sword later, I will go for killing people.

If you, Yu Xiyi, can't hold on, then you can't blame others.

Yu Xiyi smiled casually and didn't care. Then he said in a very serious voice, "Yu Xiyi, a disciple of the Sword Sect, asks the sect leader about swords today!"

This sentence was so loud that everyone could hear it clearly.

"Ten Thousand Words"