"Just ......"

Wen Chou's ugly face was embarrassed.

"It's just that there is still the old puppet of the Sword Saint, right? Wushuang City is not only supported by that useless city lord, but also by the reputation of the Sword Master, Wushuang, Wushuang is not qualified for everyone. ”

Xiongba suddenly sneered, Wen Chouhou stood aside, for such a topic, he had no way to continue, and there was no need to pick it up.

"But it's not far off. ”

Xiongba, whose tone was slightly angry, suddenly calmed down, and said proudly: "I have never seen the famous sword saint in the rivers and lakes, I don't know if it is blown out or really played, but I really want to see it......"

Rumble!

A brilliant and unparalleled sword qi suddenly flew from outside the door, Xiongba's face changed, and the Paiyun palm, which was passed on to one of his three most outstanding disciples, burst out, and the vigorous cloud qi gathered, instantly submerging that sword qi.

It's just that his gate disappeared in an instant, and Xiongba's face was not very good.

In the round of battle just now, it seemed that he had won, and the majestic palm power completely submerged the sword qi, but only he knew that the surface of that sword qi was shattered by him, and the purest wisp of sword qi inside was completely submerged into his body, making him suffer a small loss.

Behind him, a clear sword mark was left on the wall.

It was the sword qi that he expelled.

"Do you see it now?"

An old voice came from afar, making the countless martial arts masters in the world look sideways.

The majestic internal force contained in it made many martial arts masters change color.

"Juggernaut, it's Juggernaut who is here!"

I don't know who roared, it was originally lively and lively, but the world meeting that held a grand banquet suddenly became chaotic.

Countless masters who have been famous in the rivers and lakes for many years are flustered, and they have no trace of master demeanor and bearing.

In the previous generation of rivers and lakes, the sword saint pressed the sword world, and it was difficult to find an opponent, and later encountered the demonic martial arts myth nameless, so he regretted to lose a move and retired to the rivers and lakes.

But no one can forget this existence, and no one dares to ignore him for a day when he is alive.

After all, the nameless back then made all the martial arts masters of the ten major sects in the rivers and lakes wither, if it weren't for the nameless wife who died due to unknown reasons, which made the martial arts myth sad to death, the martial arts myth didn't know how many years of legend it would spread on the rivers and lakes.

And when the nameless sword tried the world, only the sword master could compete with him.

Such a character, no matter how much attention is paid to it, cannot be overstated.

On the high mountain, the headquarters of the Tianxia Society, the face of the male lord is ugly.

He stared at the mountain road that winded down, his face solemn.

At the foot of the mountain, an old man with a white beard and hair who looked very old was climbing the stairs step by step.

When ordinary people reach this age, they can only lie at home and raise their grandchildren.

The old man's back was straight with a white beard, like a long sword piercing the sky, moving unhurriedly, but climbing little by little.

The distance from Xiongba is getting closer and closer, and the people have not yet arrived, and the momentum of the mountain rain makes Xiongba feel suffocated and breathless.

"Is this the world-famous sword master? I didn't expect it to be so powerful. ”

was secretly shocked in his heart, but Xiongba's face did not show the slightest.

The old man who seemed to have reached his old age was still a hundred zhang away from him, and a sword qi made him suffer a dark loss, and the meridians in his body were slightly damaged, and he really dealt with it head-on......

Xiongba is a little bottomless in his heart, but at this moment when the world will be the most brilliant, no matter whether Xiongba wants to retreat or not, he has no way to retreat.

As long as he still wants to dominate the martial arts and become a well-deserved leader of the martial arts alliance, this battle will be inevitable in front of countless celebrities.

This is what he has to choose to face.

Xiongba took a deep breath, and the black robe with a wide robe like a dragon robe looked like hundreds of rats had been drilled.

Within a few feet of him, there was a raging wind, and the fierce temperament of his whole body condensed into one, forming a huge white air mass on his chest, dazzling and terrifying.

This is the most proud mastery he has ever created, and three points will be returned to the vitality.

His three disciples, Qin Shuang, Bu Jingyun, and Nie Feng, each passed on a bit of the essence, but in fact, his three disciples did not learn completely.

The integration of Tianshuang Fist, Fengshen Leg, and Paiyun Palm is his real kung fu at the bottom of the box, and it is also the confidence for him to become famous and dominate the world.

The old man was still climbing, and the guests were all attracted to it.

In another part of the mountain, a fiery unicorn burning all over its body suddenly appeared, and a young man in a white robe looked down at the unicorn's back.

The Sword Saint, who was confronting Xiongba, turned his head to look at Tang Xuanming's location for no reason, his pupils contracted, and the Xiongba who was confronting him discovered this small action.

Xiongba didn't know what character had attracted the attention of this sword master who had been famous all over the world for decades, and he had no way of knowing.

Confronting the Sword Saint had already condensed all of his spirits, and he couldn't distinguish other thoughts at all.

People who have not confronted the Sword Master head-on can't experience that terrible pressure at all, and every part of the body seems to be targeted by the sharp and unparalleled sword qi, and if there is a slight mistake and a flaw is exposed, it will usher in a devastating blow.

This is also the reason why Xiongba used its most powerful martial arts in the first place.

In the face of a figure like the Sword Master, any vanity is empty.

"What is the Guardian of the Sword, the world will welcome any friend as a guest, but also have a sword ready, and any enemy will be defeated by a sharp sword. ”

Xiongba also wanted to speak to ease the situation and try to avoid this terrible battle.

The Sword Master didn't speak, staring at him indifferently, and the pace of climbing the mountain was not slow at all.

He doesn't have much time, and he can feel the life that is losing in his body little by little.

His time in the world is running out, and a great swordsman like him must die vigorously, and it is the greatest insult to him that he is in the barren mountains and wilderness and the nameless mountain village.

Therefore, he chose to walk out of Wushuang City and see the overlord-level figure who is now leading the rivers and lakes.

At the last moment of his life, leaving behind the most glorious battle is the last pride left by the characters in the rivers and lakes, and it is also his last stubbornness.

"It's a pity that there is no way to fight the nameless. ”

There was a sigh in his heart, but the sword intent of the Sword Saint became more and more sharp.

He has been incognito in Wushuang City for decades, and these decades are not dry food, he has been studying more powerful sword moves.

He himself is the most talented swordsman, who has been famous for many years without a defeat, and was named a sword master very early.

After decades of concentration, no one knows where he has come, except for the anonymous nameless.

And today, he will let everyone know that he is a sword master.

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