Chapter 138: The Story

Countless fierce sword qi fluctuated around his body, and even the surrounding air continued to fluctuate like water waves under these countless sword qi!

Hiss~

Next to him, Meng Buli, who was watching this scene, couldn't help but inhale the cold air softly, and was a little shocked in his heart!

How did this guy become so strong?

I was secretly shocked in my heart, Liu Wei's strength was much stronger than when we met for the first time before!

Previously, Meng Buli knew that he had a seventy or even eighty percent chance of defeating Liu Wei, but after seeing the vision around Liu Wei today, he carefully estimated it, and Meng Buli found that the victory or defeat between the two at this time was only five or five!

"Blood Demon Temple!"

Squinting, Liu Wei gently spit out a few words in his mouth, and wisps of palpitating sword light flashed from time to time in his slightly squinted eyes! And the sword aura around him slowly calmed down!

When Liu Wei stabilized the vision around him, Meng Buli also did a good job of hiding his surprise, and did not let Liu Wei discover his abnormality!

"Brother Meng, I don't know what this summons of me has to do with the Blood Demon Temple?"

Calmed down, looking at Meng Buli Liu Wei with a calm smile on his face!

"Brother Liu, you also know that when we first met, I was being chased and killed by the doglegs of the Blood Demon Temple, and you should know the reason!"

did not answer Liu Wei's question directly, Meng Buli looked at Liu Wei with a faint inexplicable smile!

"Because I destroyed a branch of the Blood Demon Temple, although it was a little reluctant, but that branch hall was completely destroyed, even if a few small fish and shrimp missed, but none of those leaders escaped!"

When he said this, Meng Buli unconsciously showed a touch of pride on his face, and for the pride on his face, Liu Wei did not feel the slightest pride of himself, but felt extremely reasonable!

The current Liu Wei is not a rookie who didn't know anything in the past, since he encountered Lingxian in Lushan, he has more and more understanding of the Blood Demon Temple, and it is getting deeper and deeper! And because he learned more and more, he naturally knew that even if it was the weakest branch of the Blood Demon Temple, at least a few monks from the Yuan God Realm would be stationed there!

However, Meng Buli completely destroyed a branch hall with his own strength, and none of the leader-level monks were spared, but he was only injured not very seriously, the difficulty of this can be imagined!

At the very least, Liu Wei measured his former strength in his heart, and he couldn't do this!

"Although the news came out because of the last injury, which attracted some hunting, I can say very clearly that in my realm, what I have done, no one in the entire cultivation world has ever done it!"

Pointing to his heart, Meng Buli looked at Liu Wei with a somewhat desolate smile on his face!

"Any idea why I'm doing this?"

Shaking his head blankly, Liu Wei guessed something from the bleak smile on Meng Buli's face, but he was still very unsure about what he guessed!

"I, Meng Buli, am a sword cultivator!"

"A sword cultivator who is lazy by nature and carefree! However, it is entangled with the huge power of the Blood Demon Temple, the head of the Central Plains Evil Dao, this is probably also a doubt in Brother Liu's heart, right? ”

A bleak and even miserable smile bloomed on Meng Buli's cold face! And listening to his words, Liu Wei nodded subconsciously!

Indeed, what Meng Buli said was a doubt in Liu Wei's heart!

Sword cultivation, a free-spirited sword cultivation, a sword cultivation that is also a demon, a sword cultivation who is alone, how can a sword cultivation who is alone make a feud with a huge force, or even form an irresolvable deep hatred!

You must know that although the sword cultivation line is scarce, it is something that no force in the entire cultivation world is willing to provoke. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info and the Bloody Temple will not make a feud with a sword cultivator for no reason, because no one knows if there is a supreme sword cultivator behind this sword cultivator who is proud of the world!

And a sword cultivator who is lazy by nature can't make a feud with any force for no reason, especially with an evil cultivator! After all, speaking of which, Sword Cultivator's attitude towards Evil Dao Demon Dao Cultivators is much better than that of Righteous Dao Cultivators!

Therefore, regarding the grievances between Meng Buli and the Blood Demon Temple, Liu Wei still felt very puzzled in his heart! What is the reason why Meng Buli has such an irresolvable grudge with the Bloody Demon Temple, so that Meng Buli is always looking for trouble with the Bloody Demon Temple!

"Hahaha, hahaha, hahaha!"

Seeing Liu Wei nodding, Meng Buli suddenly laughed wildly, with a tragic killing intent that made people's hearts chill. Even, with his laughter, two bright red blood tears slowly slipped down from his eyes, leaving two obvious blood stains on his face!

From Meng Buli's laughter, Liu Wei could feel the pathos from the heart, and he could also feel the terrifying killing intent that made him feel a chill from the bottom of his heart!

The fierceness of the killing intent, the urgency of the killing intent, the depth of the killing intent, even made Liu Wei feel in a trance that Meng Buli's heart was purely composed of killing intent!

"Brother Liu, do you know, I came from a small family of cultivators, almost a hidden family!"

After laughing wildly, Meng Buli's emotions seemed to calm down, and an extremely subtle but real smile appeared on his face, only the two bright red blood stains on his cheeks were still showing the madness just now!

"A small family of cultivators, who do not compete with the world, only seek to cultivate and become immortals! And I, a small young son in the family, was accepted as the only apprentice by a sword cultivator who was good friends with the elders of the family because of his qualifications! ”

With a faint memory on his face, his eyes seem to have broken through time and returned to that time! On the side, Liu Wei listened quietly!

The two of them were deep in the air, and the wind around them was raging, but at the moment it was so peaceful, the raging wind seemed to be avoiding the two of them, and a quiet airspace was formed in the space where the two were located!

One of them is talking leisurely, while the other is quietly being a listener!

"I have followed the master for ten years, from a young child who doesn't know anything, to a sword cultivator who is comparable to the pinnacle of Jindan! In ten years, I've only been back a handful of times! ”

A bitter smile emerged, and Liu Wei could taste the guilt and indebtedness from this smile!

"Ten years later, the master let me out of the mountain, and I also cultivated to a small success, comparable to a cultivator who first married a child! And when I returned to my family, I was not greeted by the elders who cared for me in the past, but by the cold flying sword! ”

"No concern, no warmth, no blood friendship! Some only have cold flying swords and indifferent gazes! ”

"The elders of the past have become puppets of unknown forces; The former brothers have become a stepping stone to each other's progress; The former sisters have become enemies in order to compete for the favor of some people! ”

"Haha, I don't know why it's like this, it's only been two or three years since I last went back, why has it changed so much!"

The calm tone that made Liu Wei's heart tremble, and the words came faintly in the sky, and then they were blown away by the Gangfeng!

"It's just a small family, just a few dozen people. They have no quarrel with the world, they don't make enemies with others, they have only one goal, and that is to become immortals, but why did they become like that! ”

"Fighting, fighting, blood, the people of the family are engaged in extremely cruel fighting and cultivation together with other people who don't know where they came from!"

"They used to be true cultivators, and even their magic weapon, the flying sword, was not even stained with human blood!"

"Why did it become like that?"

With a calm face and a gaze without a trace of emotion, Meng Buli quietly looked at Liu Wei and said softly! His gaze made Liu Wei feel terrible from the bottom of his heart!

From Meng Buli's words, Liu Wei had already guessed the next thing, but he couldn't say it, didn't want to say it, and didn't dare to say it! (To be continued.) )