Chapter 404 Kendo Qiu Zun

Xiao Mad sighed and said, "Qiu Zun, the number one master of the Yujie Sword Dao, has sent a battle post, and he wants to fight with you by name!"

"Qiu Zun?" Li Feng was stunned and said strangely: "Who is this Qiu Zun?"

Xiao Mad sighed, and then turned his gaze to the Phoenix City Lord Yuan Mu. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Yuan Mu glanced at everyone, and said slowly: "This person, a peerless genius who has not been born for thousands of years in the sword path, has a great relationship with Chu Qingchou, the master of the universe realm, I heard that he is from the same school. ”

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Ten years ago. The night of the full moon.

The universe, the peak of Qianyue Peak.

The bright moon hangs high, and the bright moonlight shines on the Baizhang platform above the top of Qianyue Peak, reflecting a faint clear light. There were two people standing on the Baizhang platform.

One black and one white.

The man in black is the young swordsman who has become famous in the universe in the past year, Qiu Zun. A faint moonlight shrouded his face, and he couldn't see a trace of his face, wearing a black coat, wrapping his whole body in it, like a ghost from the Nine Shadows.

The man in white was an old man with a fairy wind and bones, with long hair and belly, and fluttered slightly under the breeze.

The eyes of the two pierced through the void, and they looked at each other silently, both trying to see the flaws in each other's bodies, and then launch a fatal blow.

"Shangguan Lao'er, take it. The man in black slowly pulled out a long sword, and after a long time, his wrist suddenly moved, and he rolled towards the man in white like a goshawk fighting a rabbit.

With a "boom", the long swords of the two collided together.

After a long time, a trace of blood slowly flowed from the corner of the white-clothed man's mouth, as if he had seen something frightened, and an incredible look appeared on his face, and he muttered: "Divine wind, divine wind, is this the realm of divine wind?"

The man in black put his sword into the sheath, let out a burst of earth-shattering laughter, and said: "Shangguan Jianran, you still vainly claim to be the number one master of sword dao in the universe, and today I finally saw it, hahahaha......" After speaking, he floated down the peak.

Shangguan Jianran was defeated.

Recognized as the number one master of kendo in the universe, Shangguan Jianran, was defeated in one move.

Shangguan Jianran was suddenly startled, came to his senses, shook his head gently, and said with a bitter smile: "One move, I only used one move." After speaking, he slowly went down the mountain along the path, and the moonlight reflected Shangguan Jianran's lonely and desolate back, as if he had suddenly aged ten years old.

A year later, a year passed.

Shangguan Jianran is still the number one master of swordsmanship in the universe, and in the universe, there has never been a young swordsman named Qiu Zun again. Maybe the world will gradually forget this short-lived young swordsman, but there is one person who will never forget, and that is Shangguan Jianran. Shangguan Jianran thought about it for a whole year, and still couldn't understand how the sword move like a nine-day dragon was issued a year ago, was this the power of mortals? And he, Shangguan Jianran, was a disciple of the Immortal Family, although he was only a registered disciple.

Forty years ago, Shangguan Jianran practiced swords at the top of the Snow Peak, and suddenly an immortal standing on top of the flying sword flew from the sky. The immortal told Shangguan Jianran,

If Shangguan Jianran was able to reach the divine wind realm of kendo at the age of sixty, he would be accepted as a disciple and follow him back to the sect to practice kendo. Seeing Shangguan Jianran pleading bitterly, the immortal softened his heart, accepted him as a registered disciple, left a jade slip, and said that if he could reach the kamikaze realm, he could use the jade slip to call him. After saying that, he drifted away.

From then on, Shangguan Jianran practiced kendo even harder, hoping that one day he would be able to reach the kamikaze realm, enter the immortal gate, and become a disciple. For decades, with the continuous improvement of swordsmanship, Shangguan Jianran was also recognized as kendo in the universe realm

The first master, it's just that his kendo has never been able to reach the kamikaze realm.

Yuecheng is a relatively large city in the universe,

Every thirty years, there will be a battle of the Nine Peaks in Yuecheng. The people who are qualified to participate in the battle of the worlds are all peerless masters in the way of the sword.

Jiuding Peak is located between a mountain range hundreds of miles outside Yuecheng, and the location of Yuecheng is in the center of the universe.

Nine peaks.

The peak of Jiuding is in a circle, surrounded by eight cylindrical platforms, and in the middle, there is a square platform, Jiuding, from which it comes.

There were nine people standing on each of the nine platforms, and these nine people were recognized as the strongest kendo cultivators in the Universe Realm today.

"This sword venerable comparison, I give up. Everyone was taken aback, and in a blink of an eye, the person who spoke was an old man with a fairy wind and bones, long hair and abdomen, and it was none other than Shangguan Jianran of the Yu Realm.

"Brother Shangguan, ...... you" Everyone was puzzled and asked in unison.

Shangguan Jianran shook his head, smiled faintly, and said: "I came here this time, I just met with all the virtuous brothers, not for the name of Jianzun, since all the virtuous brothers are safe and sound, I also get my wish." Leave. After speaking, he clenched his fists slightly,

Then he floated down the peak.

The remaining eight looked at each other and fell silent for a while. A middle-aged man in a cyan robe suddenly spoke: "Since Brother Shangguan has given up this Sword Venerable Comparison, then we will choose one of the eight of us." ”

"Okay, I'm in favor of it. The rest of the people said in unison.

As soon as the moonlight dimmed, there was suddenly one more person in the field, everyone was startled, and in a blink of an eye, they saw a person wearing a black coat standing in the middle of the field, a pair of bright eyes staring coldly at everyone, a pair of wide sleeve robes, under the blowing of the breeze, grinning.

"Who are you?" said an old man in a gray robe.

"You don't have to know. The man in black said lightly.

"Hmph, what a bold man, do you know what kind of place this is?, how can you come here casually?" said the old man in gray angrily.

The man in black turned around slowly, a sharp light shot out of his eyes, stared at the old man in gray, and said slowly: "He Tianlu, the outer disciple of the Qingyang Sect, others don't know your details, don't I know either?"

The gray-clothed old man was shocked and said, "Who is Your Excellency, how do you know that He's teacher?" The gray-clothed old man is the largest sect in the universe, the outer disciple of the Qingyang Sect.

The man in black didn't answer, he muttered for a long time, and suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, and said, "You wait for the eight people to leave, I want the name of Sword Venerable." With that, he gently drew his sword.

The eight people were furious, scolded in unison, and drew their long swords and attacked.

The eyes of the man in black suddenly erupted with a terrifying light, and he saw a little tiptoe, like a milk swallow throwing into the forest, volleying into the air, waving his long sword and rolling towards the eight people. Suddenly, the moon was suffocated, and a sword light crossed the sky like a rainbow, and everyone was startled, and when they looked down, they saw that the eight broken swords were inserted into the ground in unison.