Mu Yingxiong sat on the ground, his back against the mountain wall, blood constantly flowing from the wound, staining his chest and clothes red. He looked at Nameless and laughed softly: "If your skills are not as good as people, you are not as good as people, so what's why?" ”

Nameless said coldly: "Now that you still have to say this kind of thing that even a three-year-old child can't fool, Mu Yingxiong, you and I are still a stunned young man who came out of the rivers and lakes at the beginning of the year, and you will be deceived by your words?!" ”

Mu Yingxiong's face suddenly showed a hint of remembrance, and he whispered with some embarrassment: "I didn't expect you to remember that there were only five years left before the agreement between you and the Sword Saint, and I had to make that decision." ”

Back then, in this Sword Mountain, Nameless and Mu Yingxiong teamed up to draw with the Sword Saint, but Nameless was seriously injured for protecting Mu Yingxiong, and his martial arts were all wasted and became a wasted person. After returning to Mufu, Nameless was depressed and wanted to leave Mufu, Mu Yingxiong and Xiao Yu left with him, and on the rivers and lakes, the group met the Sword Sect Breaking Army.

The Sword Sect had a way to restore his strength, but he was unwilling to accept the unintentional nameless, so Mu Yingxiong decided to pretend to be a traitor to the country, and wanted the nameless to restore his fighting spirit and prevent him from assassinating the Central Plains Emperor five years later. In order to recover the sword qi and promote it to a higher realm, he suffered from the ten thousand swords in the sword wheel for two years, and when he came out of the customs, the sword qi soared to the sky and was promoted to the realm of the heavenly sword.

If there is no such thing, maybe there will be no current martial arts myth, and the heavenly sword will be nameless. Nameless's face changed slightly, his expression was still cold, but his tone unconsciously eased a lot, "How can you not remember?" When I arrived, the 100,000 forbidden army was stationed at the foot of the mountain, and no one dared to go up the mountain, and the mountain road was full of corpses of the forbidden army, and the smell of blood was overwhelming. ”

Mu Yingxiong laughed slowly: "Then you must also remember the battle with the Sword Saint on the way you came?" ”

Nameless nodded subconsciously, and then his body shook suddenly, and a flash of inspiration flashed in Richard's mind on the side, and he suddenly realized that when Nameless and the Sword Saint fought, in order not to hurt the innocent, he did not personally take action but chose the two brothers who passed by the roadside, and in the end, because the two brothers always had brotherhood, the Sword Saint's lore Holy Spirit swordsmanship could not be made to the fullest, and the Sword Saint was defeated.

Now Nameless and Mu Yingxiong are in a decisive battle, although the location, cause, identity, and swordsmanship are different from the decisive battle between Nameless and the Sword Saint back then, but one thing is the same, that is, the two sides of the two duels are brothers!

Mu Yingxiong smiled bitterly: "My Heavenless Sword is based on arrogance and ruthlessness, for this reason I am ruthless and unrighteous, and I have broken the relationship between master and apprentice, husband and wife, friend, master and servant, I thought I had also broken off my brotherhood with you, but..."

"Brothers are always brothers, and there are some things in this world that can never be broken. At first, I thought that as long as I killed you, my Heavenless Sword could reach perfection, but then I changed my mind, I don't have to kill you, as long as I have seen your swordsmanship, it proves that my Heavenless Sword is stronger than yours, and I can still achieve my goal. ”

Mu Yingxiong paused, and said with a wry smile: "Now that I think about going back, it's just self-deception." The moment I changed my mind, I should have noticed this, so I said that I was not as good as others, and I did not lose unjustly. ”

The Heavenless Sword is based on the idea of ruthlessness and arrogance, and only the user is ruthless and righteous, and the arrogant bones look at the world, so that it can exert its greatest power, but in the end, when returning to the nameless Ten Thousand Swords with ten thousand swords, Mu Yingxiong found that the brotherhood in his heart was not exhausted, and it was not ruthless enough, and his state of mind, sword intent and swordsmanship in his hand appeared a crack because of this, which led to the ten thousand swords and sorrow being suppressed by the Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect and losing the duel.

Mu Yingxiong turned his head to look at the sword mountain beside him, the bare sword mountain was full of grooves pierced by long swords, although these grooves were extremely similar, and some could even be said to look exactly the same, but he still recognized at a glance the two grooves that were inserted in the two heroic swords back then.

At that time, at the foot of the sword mountain, the two young men looked at the heroic sword from afar, holding the heroic sword to fight the invincible sword saint in the world, although they were worried at that time, they felt that they were always walking between life and death, and if they couldn't block the sword of the sword saint in the next second, they would die, but now they want to go back, it's really good, in the following decades, there have been countless battles of all sizes, and there have been a lot of battles of nine deaths, but none of them can be compared with that battle.

Because in the following decades, all battles were fought alone, except for the battle under this sword mountain a few decades ago, there were people around him, and there was a brother who was not related by blood but was closer than his own brother, and he could hand over his back to him with confidence.

"Nickname."

Because of the excessive blood loss, Mu Yingxiong's voice sounded more and more weak, his face gradually turned pale, he struggled to squeeze out a smile, opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but he couldn't speak. His right hand slowly raised and pointed at the hero sword in the nameless hand, and the hero sword buzzed and shook slightly.

Nameless suddenly realized, let go of the hero sword in his hand, and the hero sword sped towards the sword mountain, inserting it into the groove on the top of the mountain. Mu Yingxiong immediately pointed out again, and the long sword he used just now followed closely behind the hero sword and inserted it into the groove next to it, Mu Yingxiong looked at the two long swords on the top of the mountain, and muttered: "It's almost the same." ”

"Hum..."

At this time, there was a sudden sound in the valley, and the sword intent of the Sword Mountain, which had been torn apart by the decisive battle between Nameless and Mu Yingxiong, suddenly converged again, and became even more violent than before! The many long swords around Nameless began to tremble at the same time, and at the same time, the nameless sword intent remaining in the valley and Mu Yingxiong's sword intent also burst out, and the three completely different sword intents were entangled, colliding fiercely, and there was a dull sound in the void, and the valley continued to shake, and the wind was fierce for a while.

Under the effect of the sword intent, the wind was as sharp as a knife, splitting the ground and the surrounding mountain walls into deep ravines, and the sky above the valley suddenly changed in the wind and clouds, and the thick dark clouds continued to converge from all directions, almost turning into substance.

I saw the clouds rolling, changing shapes, and finally turning into a huge portal. Mu Yingxiong looked up at the portal, and suddenly burst into a radiant and terrifying light in his sloppy eyes, and let out a loud laugh, "I can't imagine that I can see this legendary world when I am dying, good, good, good, the old man dies without regrets!" ”

Richard also looked up at the black portal in the sky above his head, his brows furrowed, and for some reason, from the back of the black portal, he actually felt a familiar sword intent.

(End of chapter)