Chapter 483: The Wanderer's Persistence

From the very beginning of the battle between the five major factions and the ninth division, the positioning of this duel was very clear, and ordinary martial artists were not qualified to interfere at all.

The most subordinate participant has to be a master of the Qi Refining God Realm, in fact, even if it is an ordinary Qi Refining God, it is a bit reluctant to participate, like Ge Yinghao and them, they were eliminated from this battle not long after the battle began.

In the martial arts with the presence of Daoist Crane Chun and Zhengyi Zhenren, this battle of the Huashan faction may not be the highest level, but it is definitely the pinnacle battle of the top level.

"Heh, Dugu Bushan, your cultivation in the late stage of body refining has also rushed to meddle in the affairs here???"

When that indifferent voice just sounded, Zhuge Qingfeng, a master of the subtle realm, knew who it was.

Dugu Bushan can be said to be one of the few celebrities in the Chinese martial arts, and his unique sword intent, but anyone who is a master with a sword will be impressed.

Traveled all over the Huaxia martial arts, challenged Dugubu Mountain everywhere, of course, also visited the Huashan faction, for curiosity, Zhuge Qingfeng, the ancestor of the Huashan faction, also witnessed the demeanor of this kendo wizard in secret.

Speaking of using a sword, Dugu Bushan can be said to be a genius who has not been born for five hundred years, Zhuge Qingfeng himself sees it very clearly, if he is in the same realm as Dugu Bushan, he is no match for Dugu Bushan's sword, but unfortunately, this kid is still very young after all, and before he grows to the realm of refining qi and transforming gods, it is obviously not enough to pose any effective threat to Zhuge Qingfeng and them.

"It's an honor, I didn't expect a master like you to know me."

Dugu Bushan raised his eyebrows, and the half of the bamboo pole in his hand had long been gone, replaced by an ancient sword with a simple shape, with a strong atmosphere and deep heritage.

It is rare to say polite words, but Dugu Bushan's expression and movements do not have the slightest politeness, and he is ready to shoot at any time.

"Go back, Dugu Bushan, I don't want to kill you, your thoughts of delaying time here are in vain."

Zhuge Qingfeng stopped Xie Lixing, who wanted to make a move, and said, this ancestor of the Huashan faction has practiced swords all his life, although he has now been reduced to such a state, but the desire for swordsmanship still exists, and he wants a genius like Dugu Bushan, but anyone who has a little love for talent can't bear to be killed.

This is also the reason why Dugu Bushan, as a casual cultivator, can break into this reputation in the rivers and lakes.

Ordinary people can't beat Dugu Bushan, and those who can beat him are surprised by his attainments in the way of the sword, knowing that over time, Dugu Bushan may be able to reproduce the style of the ancient sword saint and the like.

"Let's shoot......"

Dugu Bushan frowned, he had already changed his rectum for the first time, and deliberately talked nonsense to delay time, but this was the first time he moved his mind, and he was recognized by Zhuge Qingfeng's old fritters, and he felt bored for a while.

As he spoke, the drifter walked alone and drew his sword.

To say that the atmosphere of Dugu Bushan's sword intent, it is really an existence that can make all kendo masters look high, when he did not have a sword, Dugu Bushan was like a raunchy ordinary person, because his clothes are often extremely simple, how to look like a farmer.

But at the moment when the sword came out, Dugu Bushan changed to a different person.

The person is still the one wearing the hat, and the clothes are also the clothes that look shabby everywhere, but the momentum is the indomitable sword intent, and the sword intent condensed in the air is even more impressive than Zuo Qianqiu's killing preaching.

People in the world often say that the sword intent of Dugu Bu Mountain, Zhuge Qingfeng has always disagreed, because he feels that there is something wrong with this statement, so where is the sword intent of Dugu Bu Mountain??? It is simply the Dugu Bushan formed by sword intent.

"When you pick up the sword and release the sword intent, no one can help but be amazed, such a talent, you really have to be here, choose to go to a dead end???"

Zhuge Qingfeng moved a step forward slightly, and the few people who followed saw this, and also put down the attack they had prepared.

"Dugubu Mountain!! I don't need you to do this, they don't have the ability to kill me yet, you leave quickly, so as not to delay my escape. ”

Shen Lian spoke, and Dugu Bushan's sword intent made Shen Lian aware of his mood, but Shen Lian couldn't accept it gladly, and kept opening his mouth to persuade him to leave.

The sword intent is top-notch, and the swordsman is also unique in the world, but the gap in cultivation is not something that the current Dugu Bushan can make up.

"What's polite, I owe you a favor, and I'll pay it back this time."

Dugu Bushan said lightly, showing a smile at Shen Lian, this is the first time Shen Lian has seen him smile, to be honest, the smile is very ugly, the long scar on his face looks even more hideous under the traction of Dugu Bushan's expression, but it makes Shen Lian have the urge to cry.

"Don't, don't......"

Shen Lian didn't speak again, silently saying no in his heart, and then recovered with all his strength again.

He knew that he couldn't persuade Dugu Bushan, and all he could do now was to recover as much internal strength as possible and find a way to get out of the current predicament.

"Since this is the case, it is also the fate of the time, Dugu Bushan, in the next life, I hope you will concentrate on cultivation and stop worrying about the rights and wrongs of these disputes on the rivers and lakes......

Zhuge Qingfeng knew that the battle was inevitable, so he could only be ruthless and attack Dugu Bushan.

Previously, the internal force had obtained the bonus of Shen Lian, and the strength of Dugu Bushan could not be underestimated, but in front of a master of the subtle realm like Zhuge Qingfeng, it still did not play a big role.

Zhuge Qingfeng's first move, Dugu Bushan took it, condensed the whole body strength and sword intent parry, and helped him block the blow of this subtle master, but it was limited to this, the second move, Dugu Bushan could only fall helplessly, and the sword intent scattered between heaven and earth also dissipated sporadically at this time.

The expression on Dugu Bushan's face, which could only block two moves, was gloomy at this time, his original plan was to buy three or five minutes for Shen Lian, but who expected him to be so unbeaten, there was no way, the gap between the late stage of refining and the subtle realm was too big, in the face of the high-intensity internal force that was as thick as the vast sea, even if his sword intent sword moves were precise, it would be in vain.

(End of chapter)