Chuanxi Mountains.

A purple-black figure was running fast like a swift cheetah in the mountains and forests.

The eagle-sharp head was still looking around from time to time.

Vidal has been in this form for several days now.

According to Governor Casey, about three days ago, there should have been three other Martial Sects here to join him and the Terran female warrior named Zi Tingyun.

But to this day, there is no trace of other warriors.

Now he and Zi Tingyun can only use the stupidest method to wander around and find the whereabouts of their companions.

As expected, nothing was found today.

Vidal stopped on the branch of a giant tree, and with a long stick on his shoulder, he reluctantly hammered his shoulder.

Three martial sects, according to the words of the human race, are enough to form a top two sect in a country.

As a result, they are all gone.

His scarlet eyes scanned the direction of his surroundings, but there was not much worry in his eyes.

There is even a faint expectation.

If you want to change to a normal martial artist, you will have to give up the whereabouts of these companions a long time ago and continue to go to the Shattered Sky Valley.

But Vidal won't, and of course he didn't stay here because he cared about the whereabouts of other martial sects.

For him, whether he completes the task or not is secondary.

There is only one thing he likes, that is, whether there is a suitable person to practice for him.

He turned, dumbfounded, ready to go back.

"If there is a Terran who has killed three Martial Sects in succession, then he must be very strong. ”

"It's a pity, I can't meet it today, so if I can't do it, let's go to Shattered Sky Valley to join in the fun. ”

He jumped off the giant tree before he stepped forward, and the hand holding the long stick suddenly tightened, and his scarlet eyes suddenly burst into excitement.

"It's finally here!"

He suddenly pulled out his long stick and pointed it in front of him, and a faint black mist was born from Zhou Sheng again.

In the direction his long stick pointed, a Terran man with long shawl hair stepped out of the woods.

The Terran man wore a long shirt in green clothes and carried a wooden stick, and he could not tell his specific age.

The only thing that was special was his closed eyes.

He was blind.

Facing Vidal, who was unleashing infinite fighting spirit, he seemed to be able to see the position of the other party, and said to Vidal:

"It's strange that you're still here, and it's causing me to go around in a big circle. ”

Vidal did not show the slightest slack because the other party was blind.

On the contrary, his expression became more and more excited, as if he had been looking forward to this moment for a long time!

He was right to wait!

"If you're in a hurry, I'm afraid I'll pass by you. ”

"You're looking for me?"

Vidal's body had been completely encompassed by the black mist, and he was like a demon from purgatory, alien to this green nature.

"Of course, I've long wanted to compete with you with 'a sword'!"

This blind man is the famous Liren Villa's 'sword', Mingxuan.

But there will never be anyone, because his eyes cannot look down on him.

Because he is the first person in the generation of Liren Villa, a half-step martial arts realm.

It is rumored that his cultivation has not yet reached Wuzun, but his swordsmanship and martial arts have long been perfected.

From beginning to end, he used a stick, not a sword.

But with a single round of sword skills, he is unparalleled in the world.

How could Vidal not be excited to compete with such a person?

Ming Xuan frowned slightly, it seemed that the other party's attitude was also beyond his expectations.

"You're not my opponent, don't you want to run away?"

As if to remind the other party to escape, he added lightly, "Those martial arts sects ran away without saying a word two days ago." ”

"Although in the end they didn't run away. ”

"Hahahaha!" Vidal laughed, unmoved, "It's true that 'that sword' is really powerful, but since the day we became warriors, don't we have the belief to challenge the strong!"

If you run away when you see someone more powerful than yourself, is that still a martial artist?"

Ming Xuan nodded slightly when he heard this, and the wooden stick in his hand lightly touched the ground.

"Yes, then I'll fight you seriously. ”

Vidal's eyes suddenly bloomed with infinite vitality, and he jumped high into the air, and the huge iron rod roared towards Ming Xuan like lightning and thunder!

"Okay!

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The wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it.

This sentence has always had nothing to do with Duanmulin.

For twenty years, he has been in the Valley of Shattered Heavens, and he has been too transparent.

If you insist on saying it, the disciples also have a grudge against him, which is greater than the rest of the emotions.

The reason is the same as Xiaotong.

He doesn't have such a noble status as royal blood, he is just an ordinary person.

It's just that twenty years ago, the contemporary valley master, who was seriously wounded, brought him back on the way back from the front line.

There are even rumors that the Gu Master's injury has something to do with Duanmu Lin.

It wasn't long before the valley lord went into retreat.

Before the retreat, in front of the whole sect, the valley lord said that Duanmulin was the most talented martial artist in the whole sect.

This even includes the valley owner himself.

Therefore, everyone is looking forward to what kind of ability this man who has been given high hopes by the valley lord has the ability to reach the sky.

However, they were disappointed.

This disappointment is twenty years.

Duanmu Lin's strength is not bad, he is close to Wu Zong at a young age, and he is indeed okay.

But it is far from what the valley owner said back then.

This man, who thought he could lead the sect to continue its glory, did not stand up when the sect declined, did not stand up when the sect came out of the top ranks, and five years ago, he did not go out of the mountain on behalf of the sect master, and he did not go with him.

Again and again, in the expectant eyes of everyone, he only reciprocated their disappointment.

If he has been working hard, that's it.

However, I don't know which of his tendons is wrong, and he sweeps the floor in the sect every day.

Day after day, year after year, no one knew what it was like to see him practice.

Or, it was the valley owner who looked away back then.

Or, he has never had the courage to take the lead and let his talent be squandered.

Either way, it made the disciples of the Shattered Sky Valley feel a wave of anger that hatred of iron could not be made of steel.

For so many years, in addition to taking Xiaotong as a disciple, he has never sat down in the second eye-catching thing.

How could the valley owner back then have such great expectations for such a person?

Today, their eyes have once again returned to this once incomparably inconspicuous uncle, and even the little ancestor.

But they didn't expect much.

Ji Wen's experience of being thrown away is still vivid, it is also a martial arts cultivator, how good can Duanmulin be?

"Duanmu seniors are here, do you think they will ......?"

"Alas, he sweeps the floor every day, and I'm afraid he's forgotten how to get the hammer. ”

"But Xiaotong is his disciple after all. ”

"So what? In the face of absolute strength, God has made so many people useless, so he just relies on him to sweep the floor and sweep out the sky?"

Not only them, although the three elders stopped, they did not wait solemnly, and the anxious three elders pointed to this junior brother who was dozens of years younger than themselves and said:

"Senior brother, why are you still coming back? It's good that you're gone, come back now, waiting to be captured by the longevity service? With your little strength, you can still make a fuss. ”

The Great Elder also shook his head, "The matter has come to this, what is the use of you coming back, junior brother? With the 'Blue Devil' here, Xiao Tong's departure is a foregone conclusion, it is not up to you and me to interfere, so let's leave quickly." ”

Didn't the three elders have expectations for this little junior brother back then?

But after so many years, like those disciples, I have long lost that unrealistic expectation.

Uncle Shi just walked away back then, and there was nothing to say.

But today, Duanmu Lin, who is always very talkative, although he is still smiling gently, he has not retreated.

"Xiaotong is my apprentice, he is going to be taken away by the demon clan, of course I have to save him. ”

Seeing that this little junior brother was so difficult that he did not back down, the three elders were stunned for a moment, and then said sharply:

"Senior brother, we discussed with you Haosheng, it is to give you face, and cooperating with the imperial court is a decision made by the three of us senior brothers, and the gods make it impossible for adults to stop it, how can you disobey!"

Duanmulin still stepped forward, without the slightest intention of slowing down, and replied with a smile:

"When the three senior brothers faced their own family, they were much more majestic. ”

What the?

Everyone who heard it was stunned.

When did Duanmulin speak, but he actually brought thorns?