Chapter 3: A Hundred Years of Swordsman (II)

The rocks are sharp and straight upwards, like a mountain of knives.

Anyone walking on the rocks needs to be careful, the slightest mistake will cause their feet to sink deep in the rocks and blood will fly. There was no shortage of old and new blood stains on the steep and rugged ground, some of which had not yet dried up.

This place is all barren, only sharp rocks of various sizes and some sparse grass, Jun Xiaoran originally thought that this place was strange enough, but he didn't want to be completely surprised when he came to what he regarded as a dark abyss.

Looking down towards the abyss, the line of sight cannot be seen ten meters. It was pitch black below, and there was no bottom to be seen. What could absorb all the light from the cracks in this valley? For a while, it was difficult for Jun Xiaoran to come up with an answer!

didn't stop for long, Jun Xiaoran slowly went down along the vines on the crack that was seven or eight meters long and divided the Desperate Peak in half, and only after forty or fifty meters down saw the pardon Tianqin Ji jump down, so that Jun Xiaoran was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but think: Does this woman want to seek death? Immediately, Jun Xiaoran erased this thought. No matter how you look at it horizontally and vertically, she is not a woman who is looking for death and seeking death, and if she takes 10,000 steps back, even if she is pardoning Tianqin Ji and seeking death, she should not be in front of others with her cold heart.

The thought was only halfway through his mind, and he couldn't turn around, and immediately Jun Xiaoran suddenly felt that his hair stood on end, and he had goosebumps all over his body. He didn't expect it, he never thought of it, he never thought that after jumping down, one hand didn't forget to pull his hand and pull him down from the vine.

Immediately, Jun Xiaoran was annoyed, stinky woman, you shouldn't pull Lao Tzu when you seek death, Lao Tzu doesn't want to die. With a ruthlessness in his heart, he suddenly thought of revenge, and then he ignored it, and hugged the waist of the pardon Qinke with both hands. The head deliberately rubbed hard against the soft chest of the Lyra Kei.

It's true that she has a cold temperament, but even if a prodigal woman with a careless personality encounters this kind of thing, it is difficult to guarantee that she will not give birth to thunderous anger? What's more, the temperament of the pardon is diametrically opposed to that prodigal woman?

Next, the decision swordsman a hundred years ago under the Absolute Dragon Abyss saw a person falling directly from the Absolute Dragon Abyss, with a bang, his feet facing the sky, his teeth and claws, and he fell to the ground in embarrassment.

In the process of falling, Jun Xiaoran suddenly realized that maybe Yu Tianqin Kei should have been to the Juelong Yuan and knew the height of the Juelong Yuan, so he would jump down with her unscrupulously, but he thought about this question a little late, so that he finally fell to the ground with his feet facing the sky.

However, the landing was embarrassing. When he finally came to the Absolute Dragon Yuan, he saw the Xiongba who had broken away from the seal and the sword master.

Fifteen meters long, swarthy, like four iron chains with thick arms binds a burly man like an iron tower, with a brutal and domineering aura like a dragon on his body, the middle-aged man's face is like a knife blade, looking with an indescribable demonic beauty, his eyes are like electricity, and the corners of his mouth are slightly hooked. With a bit of playfulness, he looked at Jun Xiaoran who was lying on the ground.

The chains the size of an adult's arm had long since been broken off, and in the face of the middle-aged man's majestic momentum, these chains were not only not cumbersome, but very ornate and majestic decorations.

Jun Xiaoran hadn't stood up yet. This middle-aged man, who should not be young, carefully looked Jun Xiaoran up and down, and even Jun Xiaoran landed elegantly on one side, and the peerless pardon of the Qin Qin was automatically ignored by this middle-aged man.

Although he was very embarrassed, Jun Xiaoran did not have any anger. He stood up very calmly and patted the dirt off his body, without any displeasure on his face. The ground was about the same as he thought. In the eyes of normal people, it seems to be very high, but in front of their group of martial artists, it is not a very high height, only three or four hundred meters, so that he fell down in mid-air and used his strength to stop the fall, just a slight injury on the skin of his hands and feet, and even an injury is nothing.

"Hey, it's you!" The middle-aged man looked at Jun Xiaoran for a long time, and suddenly spoke, before Jun Xiaoran understood, a magnificent energy had swept towards him like a mountain and a sea, and immediately Jun Xiaoran felt an indescribable terrifying pressure. But the pressure was eliminated in an instant.

Originally, there was no shelter between Jun Xiaoran and the middle-aged man, but in an instant, a figure of fairy wind dao bones blocked in front of him, and he saw the white-haired old man in the shawl gently stretch out his fingers, and the old man's hand shot out a powerful sword qi that was enough to shock the human world.

Not one, but seventeen or eighteen.

Seventeen or eighteen sword qi were as fast as lightning, colliding with that magnificent qi.

The two energies dissipated at the moment of collision.

"Xiongba, whether you want to leave this place or not, your opponent can only be me!" The old man looked at the middle-aged man and said coldly.

I don't know when, Yu Tianqin Ji has quietly walked to Jun Xiaoran's side, and said to Jun Xiaoran: "This person is the person you want to see." ”

It goes without saying that the person in front of him, who was dressed in a shabby cloth robe, but had a more magnificent and domineering momentum than the emperor, was the lord of the Tianxia Society who wanted to unify the world a hundred years ago.

The middle-aged man and the old man are surrounded by two Confucian scholars and Taoists with the same extraordinary temperament, but how can the light of fireflies compete with the sun and the moon? In front of the domineering middle-aged overlord, the swordsman of the fairy wind bone, it was not worth mentioning.

Anger, anger, even if there is Jun Xiaoran, it is not on the surface. Jun Xiaoran glanced up at the middle-aged overlord, and then slowly moved backwards, moving to stand behind the Heavenly Qin Kei, looking like he was about to watch from the wall.

This kind of idea is indeed very good, but Xiongba refuses to give up, and he doesn't even return to the opponent who is at least equal to him, so he directly launches an offensive and killing move towards Jun Xiaoran.

There were no fluctuations around, but Jun Xiaoran already felt that a breath had locked him, and then four chains more than ten meters long, with thick fists, broke away from Xiongba's body, and then flew towards him like four tumbling giant snakes.

The old man couldn't help frowning, and the old man, who was already in a state of mind like an ancient well, couldn't help but have a trace of anger on his face. The lord of the dignified world association actually shot at a junior several times, which was really hateful and annoying, and he immediately didn't pay attention to any morality, and directly wanted to start a duel with the hero, but he heard a sonorous sound in his ears.

The old man can't tolerate it, how can Jun Xiaozhen tolerate it? Others are no more than three, but Jun Xiaoran is no more than two! If you take the first step, you will never take the second step. Therefore, when Xiongba attacked him again, Jun Xiaoran's reaction was also very simple - draw his sword.

The long sword is out of the sheath, although the person walks the sword, the sword is like a long rainbow, and in an instant, it is in a delicate state and the four iron swords that are like a tiger slaughtering are fighting, only to hear the sound of "fighting", and the iron chain is directly cut off.

With his feet on the ground, the man began to accelerate rapidly and slash at the neck of the hero.

In the blink of an eye, a series of moves came naturally. Xiongba didn't expect Jun Xiaoran to dare to fight back, nor did he expect Jun Xiaoran's counterattack to be so sharp that he almost didn't react when the sword slashed down at his neck.

The speed of the sword is simply too fast. The speed of people is just too fast. But fortunately, a hero is a hero, and it is not a waste of fame.

"Three points to the vitality!"

Seeing that Jun Xiao's long sword had arrived, Xiongba didn't dare to keep any hands, and immediately used his famous skills to compete.

With a bang, the vitality bounced Jun Xiaoran away with the sword, and at the same time, he jumped out of the martial arts for many years, "Wind God Legs, Cloud Palm!" ”

The feet are roaring like a hurricane, the palms are roaring like thunder, and the punches and legs are counterattacked, both rigid and soft. The wind god legs and the cloud palm are immortal learnings on the rivers and lakes a hundred years ago. The power is great, although Jun Xiaoran is timely and appropriate to dodge and defend, but it is inevitably created by the majestic vitality in the two moves of the hero.

At this moment, the middle-aged Confucian and young Taoist priests standing behind the old man couldn't help but step forward. seemed to want to help Jun Xiaoran, but was stopped by the old man, and said bluntly: "His martial arts are not weak, although he can compete with the hero." But a few tricks against it are not a big deal. ”

What the? There was a look of surprise and disbelief in the eyes of the two of them.

The old man looked at the fire, took the two of them into his eyes, and smiled softly. The corners of his mouth turned up slightly, revealing a hint of smugness, and he said in a light but very arrogant tone: "Otherwise, how can this person have the capital to come to the sword world from the human realm?" ”

Between the words, Jun Xiaoran and Xiongba began to fight for the second time. If the first encounter between the two was a little tentative, this encounter seems to have been unreserved.

Jun Xiaoran stepped forward with a sword, waved his sword with one hand and fingered with the other, and faced the hero again! The moves are fast, strong, and dexterous. Seeing Jun Xiaoran's fist and foot kung fu and the excellent level of the sword, the two Confucian Taoist priests who had a little contempt for Jun Xiaoran couldn't help but be solemn, while the old man smiled and had a little praise in his eyes.

In the old man's opinion, the young man's martial arts in front of him were not only like an antelope hanging on its horns, but it was also difficult to find flaws in his moves! What's even more rare is that this young man's swordsmanship is not only unique but also quite aura, which is especially important for young people who practice swords, and old people who have practiced swords all their lives.

Whether the moves can be perfected seamlessly, as long as you study hard and fight against others, you can naturally reach the top! However, the aura is very mysterious, and once it is lost, it is difficult to find it again.

Xiongba had just escaped from the cage, and he didn't care at all about anyone other than Dugu Jian, but when he saw Jun Xiaoran, he felt the familiar aura on Jun Xiaoran's body.

He is not soft on his opponent, so he makes a move on Jun Xiaodi! Originally, in the eyes of Xiongba, with his shot, Jun Xiao was dyed, if not mortal, but also hit hard. But he didn't want Dugu Jian, who had always been looking for a sword and only asking about the sword, to block his moves, so he shot again when he was talking to Dugu Jian, and this time in his eyes he was already winning, after all, this time he could use seven or eight success powers, and he also used the cloud palm and wind god legs that were famous in the rivers and lakes.

But he didn't want to just dye Jun Xiao hard.

What Xiongba didn't expect was that in the face of his second attack, this young and immature young man in the rivers and lakes did not dodge, but attacked strongly.

Seeking his own death, Xiongba sneered in his mind at that time, but after fighting Jun Xiaoran, he found that this young junior's martial arts were very clever than he imagined, and he was much more clever, so that his expression became more and more dignified when dealing with Jun Xiaoran.

"After a hundred years, this river and lake has become like this?" I couldn't hide my surprise in my heart, and Xiongba couldn't help but think about it in my heart while fighting with Jun Xiaoran's sword. (To be continued.) )