Chapter 23: Suspicion

Sand and stone are like swords, it is not a simple sword qi, a simple momentum.

With Jun Xiaoran's cultivation, it can be clearly seen that the sand and gravel floating in the air around him contain incalculable terrifying power in every moment and every grain! This power pierces through the clouds like lightning, and in an instant, it can easily cut a person's throat and pierce the strongest part of the body.

Dugu Jian's face did not show the slightest intention of killing, maybe he didn't want to kill Jun Xiaoran at all, but his sword would not be as Dugu Jian thought in his heart. Although I don't want to, I don't want to, but since the sword has come out, what else do you want to say and don't want to say?

The sword is as much a murder weapon as the thousands of weapons of heaven's damnation, if it does not kill people, what is it made?

Standing in the terrifying sword momentum created by the Dugu Sword, Jun Xiaoran's face was as usual, calm and composed, without the slightest panic. Dugu Jian's face flashed with appreciation, but even if he praised the sword, he was still merciless, with Dugu Jian's hands, the sand and gravel that was originally standing still in mid-air immediately followed the wind and clouds in the air, up and down, quickly changing the angle and rotation, and in time, a hurricane that was even more terrifying than just now suddenly formed, and in an instant, the body that was originally as stable as a mountain immediately jolted up and down.

Although it was only for a moment, in Dugu Jian's eyes, it meant that Jun Xiaoran had revealed a fatal flaw.

With his hands crossed, the sand that immediately spun wildly was immediately as bright as a meteor, and the speed was like a flash of lightning dyed by Jun Xiao. Dugu Jian looked at Jun Xiaoran, who was in his lore sword array, and was in a different position at this moment, even if Dugu Jian couldn't think of a way to crack it, he could be injured and not die!

Suddenly, a sense of desolation flashed in Dugu Jian's heart, and the loneliness on his body became more and more intense: "Is this the swordsman of the human world a hundred years later, the sword wizard of the human world?" The corners of Dugu Jian's mouth hooked up a light smile, he seemed to be laughing at the sword path of the human world, and seemed to be laughing at the so-called swordsman of the world who is now standing on the pinnacle.

In Dugu Jian's heart, Jun Xiaoran is already dead. In Jun Xiaoran's heart, he thinks that he should have died a long time ago, but some things have to make him survive in this world as a walking corpse.

Jun Xiaoran held the sword, and his body was not as Dugu Jian expected, his whole body was pierced by tens of thousands of sand and stones, and he was riddled with holes. He stood very calmly, sword in hand.

The hurricane in the gravel could not distract him, and the sand and gravel that hit him was like cotton gently sliding off his body, and did not cause the slightest damage to his body. He held the sword and calmly looked at Dugu Jian, who had been blocked by the sand and gravel, blocking his vision, and looked at the desolate look on Dugu Jian's face.

Finally. Jun Xiaoran began to move.

Out of the sword!

The sword gave birth to a brilliant golden light, and slashed down as Jun Xiao dyed it to the top.

In the eyes of outsiders, this seems to be a very ordinary slash, but this slash is a move created by Jun Xiaoran combined with the essence of a sword and a flat matter studied by Cihang Jingzhai Shifei Xuan in ancient books, and it is still a sword that shocks the world.

It's just that this sword is different from the previous one.

The brilliant sword light shot out, and the sand and stone containing the sword qi immediately turned into powder under this sword. Sensen's long sword, the brilliant sword qi is close to the Dugu sword.

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Hey! Dugu Jian sighed softly, surprised that Jun Xiaoran was not dead, but he did not stop in his hand, and he was not careless about the sword that Jun Xiaoran swung.

Dugu Jian took a step forward. People have come to the front of Jun Xiao's dyeing. The left hand and right hand are both fingered into a sword, colliding with Jun Xiaoran's long sword! There was a sonorous sound, and Jun Xiaoran quickly burst back with a pop. Spit out a mouthful of blood.

When the two collided on the ground, a crack several meters deep shot out in an instant. The two of them faced each other head-on, and made a judgment from above.

"That's all?" In the face of victory, Dugu Jian looked at Jun Xiaoran. Feng Qingyun said lightly, and the person immediately stepped forward again, and struck with his finger sword.

Dugu Jian knew very well that although the confrontation just now ended in his victory. But Jun Xiaoran defended his offensive very perfectly in that encounter, so although he was hit hard by his domineering and strong internal force, he still had the strength to fight.

Dugu Sword, who does not show mercy in hand-to-hand, will naturally not give up, and the exquisite martial arts move at will and swing out.

Jun Xiaoran can be regarded as a first-class master in the human world, even in the face of the peerless master Feng Qingyang who became famous twenty years ago, and Shangguan Jinhong and others are not inferior, but in the face of Dugu Sword, whose cultivation has reached an unimaginable point for ordinary people, it is difficult to have room for counterattack, and it can only be parried.

In the human world in the past, the myth of winning and losing with one sword was completely shattered in Dugu Jian.

One sword, one sword, another sword!

Dugu Jian's speed is not very fast, but every time he makes a move, it takes Jun Xiaoran a lot of time to deal with! Jun Xiaoran is already tired of coping, let alone fighting back.

In the face of the shattering of the myth, in the face of the peerless master in front of him who is as strong as a mountain and has never seen before, Jun Xiaoran still maintains this state of mind like stopping water, whether it is martial arts moves or judgment of the opponent, it can still be regarded as impeccable, perfect to the extreme.

With the fight, Dugu Jian became more and more thrilling the more he fought. He found that he still underestimated Jun Xiaoran a little. Although there was nothing new about the moves Jun Xiaoran used, it was these basic moves that blocked his onslaught again and again.

If you say that it can be considered luck once, and how can it be considered luck if you block a dozen moves in a row?

Suddenly, a thought flashed in Dugu Jian's mind, could it be that this Jun Xiaoran did not seek to pass the test, but to win. Thinking of this, Dugu Jian was both angry and excited in his heart.

The anger lies in Jun Xiaoran's daring to hide his eye chart in front of him at this moment, and he is excited to face a peerless master who is not only extraordinary in martial arts but also extraordinary in wisdom.

Shot again, Dugu Jian's shot was even more fierce, although Dugu Jian had no sword in his hand, but in Jun Xiaoran's opinion, Dugu Sword itself was a sword. Blocking Dugu Jian's offensive again and again, Jun Xiaoran became more and more powerless.

Jun Xiaoran found that he still underestimated this peerless sword saint a hundred years ago, and his understanding of the way of the sword, Jun Xiaoran did not think that he was much inferior, but for the understanding of sword moves, this sword saint surpassed him by more than twice as much.

Each shot contains ten or even dozens of swordsmanship variations. If he is the slightest careless, he will die with no place to bury. If Dugu Sword's opponent was not Jun Xiaoran, if Jun Xiaoran's martial arts were in a higher status and his understanding of kendo was more humble, Jun Xiaoran would have been defeated under the sword.

Twenty more moves passed, and Jun Xiaoran didn't have the slightest chance to fight back.

In the face of Dugu Jian's strength, Jun Xiaoran didn't even have a chance to make a move, and defended with one hand, endless ways.

In a flash of cold light, Dugu Sword hit Jun Xiaoran's throat with his finger into a sword!

At this time, Jun Xiaoran's defense has been exhausted, and he can only close his eyes and wait for death.

This duel between the swordsman and the swordsman was finally defeated by Jun Xiao.

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With failure, Jun Xiao went down the mountain, Dugu Jian did not kill him, the reason is already very clear to Dugu Jian!

One, Jun Xiaoran is qualified to be his opponent in the future!

Second, there are some things that need to be dealt with by Jun Xiaodye.

Wrath? Jun Xiaoran has no anger, and the loser has no right to anger! Jun Xiaoran finally went down the mountain, and walked in the mountain for nearly an hour and a half before returning to Daojun City to meet with the Heavenly Qinji.

After the convergence, Jun Xiaoran told the basic information he had obtained to the Celestial. Yu Tianqin Ji also told Jun Xiaoran the news that Zhuge Xiaosheng was also a person a hundred years ago.

The two of them talked in the room.

"Are you saying that Nie Feng is very likely to be hidden in the Yuan Mountain?"

"I think to this day, there should be no reason for Broken Waves to deceive us on this matter. ”

Jun Xiaoran smiled and said, "It seems that everything is going for the better now, but in fact, it gives me the illusion that I have stepped into the fog again. ”

"Before the truth comes to the surface, it's all fog!" The words of the broken waves must not be doubted, but at this time, we must not believe it, just like the words of the Sword Master, this is all news for us! ”

Jun Xiaoran nodded with a wry smile and said, "Yes, no matter what, the appearance of these people is good news for us!" The events of a hundred years ago, as well as the affairs of you and me, are like being buried in the abyss, and we are walking forward in the abyss. ”

Forgiveness Tianqin Ji said: "Since this is the case, then there is no scruples, I am afraid that tomorrow, if you are sober, we will visit Xiongba the day after tomorrow!" ”

Jun Xiaoran said: "At the moment, we can only take one step at a time, I hope that the path we are walking is the right one, not a trap designed by the opponent." ”

Yu Tianqin Ji smiled, got up, and didn't bother Jun Xiao anymore. Although Jun Xiaoran didn't say what happened on the sword house, how could she not see that Jun Xiaoran's body was injured and her breath was not as good as before?

So he just left.

After the pardon was gone, Jun Xiaoran lay on the chuang, his eyes closed heavily, and he was recalling the information in his mind.

From the Heavenly Mountain to the Tianchi Twelve Evils, and then to the sword world to experience Xiongba, Zhuge Xiaosheng and others, and then talk to the Sword Saint.

It all seemed so logical, so smooth.

Now I know that the wind in the wind and clouds is hidden in the edge of the mountain? In the mountains where he met with the Confucian people, Jun Xiaoran had to wonder if all this was arranged by newcomers?

But even if you are skeptical, what can you do? Now he can only continue along this path, and there is no other choice.

Because he wanted to know what happened back then, he wanted to know the secrets contained in his body, so he could only go on.

What is the connection between the roads of Xionghe, Broken Waves, Broken Army, Nie Feng, Walking Clouds, Nameless, Seeking Hidden in the Mountains, Supreme Chongzhen, and Absolute Dragon Yuan? Why did these people from a hundred years ago appear in the sword world?

What was the idea of the person who created that earth-shattering movement back then? (To be continued.) )