It seems that the immature boy who is not yet the age of the weak crown is actually introverted and mixed as one, and he is an out-and-out master.

With the step of the clouds, such an executioner with wavy hair, slaughtering more than 100 people in the Xia Wang's Mansion, after stepping into this restaurant, the entire restaurant was dining, basically all of them had fled.

If it weren't for this restaurant, it would really be his own belongings, and he would have already run away with the shopkeeper.

The young man, like him, sat there calmly and drank.

In addition to not knowing Bu Jingyun, a god-like guy, the biggest possibility is that he has absolute confidence in his own ability.

To say that you don't know Bu Jingyun, it seems to be even more nonsense.

With the Xia Wang's Mansion up and down, more than 100 people were ruthlessly killed, and then they boldly occupied the queen's mausoleum, and the wanted warrants for Bu Jingyun were posted everywhere.

In this world where strength is paramount, due to individual force and the inaction of the imperial city forces, the power of the entire government is quite considerable.

In the face of these masters of the rivers and lakes who use force to make chaos, they are helpless.

However, if there was no reaction to such a big matter, the majesty of the Supreme of the Imperial City would be completely thrown to the ground, rubbed and humiliated fiercely.

"I'm just a passing idler, and for another reason, I don't want you to die." In a world like Fengyun, where strength is respected and the law of life is not respected, God Hunter is really an outlier, and for Wei Wuji, he appreciates this outlier.

"You say I'm going to die?" For those who live in this world, life and death are great things.

If it weren't for the safety of his own life, he would not have stepped into the clouds, and the moment he stepped into the restaurant, 99% of the customers fled in the wilderness.

has joined the public gate for many years, and the illegal people arrested by the gods are almost about to fill the entire black prison.

Life and death, for him, has long been a habitual thing.

However, this young man, when he said those words, his affirmative tone still attracted the attention of the god catcher.

With the aura and skill that this young man is currently showing, he shouldn't be the one who talks about it and fools people.

"Is there anything suspicious about this? No matter what kind of life it is, from the moment it is born, it is doomed to death. ”

"Then you go and die." In a voice that was so indifferent that there was no emotion, a sword slashed straight down at Wei Wuji.

In his life, what he hates the most is this kind of guy who pretends to be a ghost.

"Sword Saint's sword twenty-two, it's really incomparably suitable in your hands." Sword Twenty-two is a killer move that the Sword Master has painstakingly comprehended for many years on the basis of the Dugu family's swordsmanship.

It's a ruthless and desperate killing move, and with the stunning, the almost ruthless character is quite a match.

"It's a pity that although you are ruthless, you can't be ruthless." Under Bu Jingyun's seemingly cold face, there is a heart of love and righteousness that is hotter than anyone else, but his temperament is too proud.

"The one who can really be ruthless and unrighteous is a demon, not a man." The god catcher who had been on the sidelines, observing the sword of Bu Jingyun, said in a deep voice.

Hurting people's lives is the biggest crime, let alone in front of a head hunter whose duty is to arrest criminals.

The reason why he didn't make a move to stop it was that he was out of the sword with a startling step, which was too sudden and too fast. Both, he wanted to see what the details of this mysterious teenager were.

"With this bit of kung fu and energy, let's go and kill the hero." The blade of the sword, almost rubbing his cheek, staggered by.

There was no change in mood, and his indifferent eyes looked at the step of the cloud that wanted to make another move.

"What did you say?" The sound of the god catcher and the startling clouds sounded at the same time. It was not only shocked by the young man's martial arts, but also shocked by these words.

Bu Jingyun's face, which has not changed for thousands of years, also has an obvious expression of emotion on his face in an instant.

For him, this is already an extremely rare thing, to know what his nickname is - not to cry death.

Everyone in the world knows that he was bold and rebellious, killing more than 100 lives in the palace of the heroes and forcibly breaking into the queen's mausoleum.

But few people know about the enmity between him and the world, and the male tyrant.

As for the godcatcher's reaction, there was nothing wrong with that.

As the head catcher, his duty is to stop the killing, not to mention that he is also the only son of Xiongba anyway.

"I'm right, and you're listening." These words sound very sharp, as if they are said to Bu Jingyun, and they are also for the god of catching.

"You're going to kill your own master? For what? The Catcher's eyes moved, and he turned to Bu Jingyun and asked.

As for the young man, it seemed that he could penetrate the deep light of this half mask on his face, and the god catcher decided to let it go.

"Because he killed a father-in-law who was even closer than my own father. The second uncle received the news that he would avenge his father-in-law's family by sneaking into the world, and he was also poisoned by the tyrant. ”

"In the huge Huo family, I am the only one who survived. If I don't repay such a deep hatred, what is the point of my life in this world? "If you don't cry death, you don't cry death, and in the words and emotions, there is anger, sadness, and the expression on your face is forever cold.

With these few words, under the anger and sadness in my heart, the iceberg on my face became even colder.

"It's really not surprising that he can do such a thing." The god catcher muttered to himself in his own voice.

"He wants to kill his master for family feuds, but what are you for?" The godcatcher's gaze fell on the young man again.

This young man, the feeling he gave him, was too mysterious.

"If I said that it was for the common people in the world, would you help me?" A gaze full of deep meaning, looking at the god catcher.

Letting his son kill Lao Tzu seems to be a very unethical and immoral thing.

"Can you make it clearer?" Under the deep gaze of the young man, a cloud of anger rose in the heart of the god catcher.

"I don't care who you are. What I care about is your philosophy. In this chaotic world, they really need a set of strict laws to restrain them. "If you don't agree with each other, fighting and killing is a normal thing for a martial artist who walks the rivers and lakes.

However, due to the power of the local government led by the imperial city, it has completely lost its effectiveness, and the local gang forces and strongmen have been allowed to do their best, and the life of the people is miserable.

From this level, the unification of the world is not a good thing.

At the very least, to a large extent, this kind of thing of beating and killing people if they disagree with each other has been eliminated.

The reason why the god catcher does not catch the male tyrant is not only the morality that is respected in his bones, but also this reason from the level of the overall situation.

If the tyrant dies, the world will be like the power of the sky, and I am afraid that it will split in an instant.

There are so many contradictions and chaos that it is impossible to say that a great upheaval that will sweep all dawns will break out.

If it really reaches that level, the current situation is a little better.

Wei Wuji, the city lord, is not in the city, and things are naturally handled by Duan Lang and Dugu Ming.

At present, with the continuous expansion of the Tianxia Society, the crisis of Wushuang City is becoming more and more serious.

On this day, a terrifying sword intent suddenly soared into the sky from the deepest part of the City Lord's Mansion.

A shop called Zhonghua Pavilion, the nameless who was pulling the erhu suddenly trembled, and no one noticed a leap from the attic to the roof.

Looking at the direction of Wushuang City, the sword that went straight into the sky to kill and dominate, was silent.

"Hey! Juggernaut ······"

"I told him that the sword is inexhaustible!" Nameless closed his eyes, and in the sword intent of the Sword Master, in addition to killing and domineering, he also sensed death.

"Huh? This is ······ Juggernaut out of customs? "Somewhere in the city, Wei Wuji was on the street, looking up in the direction of Wushuang City.

"Look at how you do it!" With Dugu Ming here, Wushuang City is basically no problem.

"This sword······ It's kind of interesting, but it's a pity. In the bamboo forest of Wei Wuji's hometown, the Sword Emperor looked at the sword intent in the sky from afar, and after a moment of silence, he shook his head and said.

"What a strong sword qi! This is ······ Juggernaut out of customs? "That sword intent that rushed into the sky, almost all the masters who practiced swords sensed it.

The broken waves, which are in the Peerless City itself, naturally cannot be without reaction.

In addition to practicing the Tai Chi taught by Wei Wuji, the family tradition of candle sun swordsmanship has never given up for a moment.

And with the deepening of Taijiquan practice, this set of candle sun swordsmanship handed down by his family has become more and more profound day by day.

"It's okay, I'm here, nothing big can happen." Dugu Ming on the side, his eyes flashed with light, and finally said in a deep voice.

"The child has seen the uncle, congratulations to the uncle." As the depths of the City Lord's Mansion opened, the gate that had been closed for an unknown amount of time opened, and a gray-haired, strong, and domineering figure came out.

Dugu Ming led a group of masters in Wushuang City, and worshiped sincerely.

Broken Waves held the sword in his arms and silently looked at the sword saint who stepped out.

Ever since he was helped up by Wei Wuji, he had decided that in this world, his knees would never bend except for one person.

"You're Ming'er? I didn't expect you to be so old. Looking at the face that was kneeling at his feet, he was a little similar to his youth.

There was a faint smile on the sword saint's thousand-year-old cold face.

"Where's your father?" As if inadvertently sweeping the broken waves that stood up with his sword in his hand, the Sword Master asked.

"My father is dead, twenty years ago, he was dead." After the concise and clear words told the sword master the reasons before and after, Dugu Ming touched the ground with his head.

"The expansion of the power of the Tianxia Association is really terrifying. Although she thinks about the overall situation, Ming'er still violates the lessons of her ancestors and asks her uncle to punish her. ”

"Hero? Uncle would like to meet this person for a while. "The Sword Saint didn't bother with the matter of the replacement of the Peerless City Lord, if he cared about this, he wouldn't have been in retreat for so many years.

"So, you are the son of the Nanlin Sword Head?" Broken Lang is such a big living person, standing there, it is naturally impossible for the Sword Saint to turn a blind eye.

"Broken Waves has seen seniors!" Although he didn't kneel like Dugu Ming, he still maintained respect in the face of his predecessors.

"Broken Shuai gave birth to a good son! Young man, do you have the courage to draw your sword from me? The two sword-shaped qi in the Sword Saint's eyes shot straight out towards the broken waves.

"How do you know how to do it?" In the emerald bamboo forest outside Chu Chu's house, with the opposite power of Bu Jingyun and half of the iron-faced god catcher, the strength was almost the same, destroying many emerald bamboos, and also making the bodies of the two of them retreat.

Paiyun Palm is a unique martial art taught to him by Xiongba, even Nie Feng and Qin Shuang can't, how did he know it?

"This answer, when you defeat me, you will naturally know." With a push of the palm, several rings on the arm that had been worn all year round cut through the air and hit Bu Jingyun directly.

This is the martial art that he has evolved from his own accumulated experience since he joined the public for many years, and it has been replaced by a soul locking ring.

In the rolling of the cloud waves, the soul lock ring was pushed out in the direction of the god catcher, with heavier force and faster speed.

The god catcher brushed his belt, and a soft sword was held in his hand.

Between the flexible sword movements, the soul ring was locked and sent out.

"It turns out that you are also a master of using a sword." Looking at the god catcher holding a soft sword in his hand, Bu Jingyun casually sucked the long sword placed aside in his hand.

"What kind of swordsmanship are you?" Bu Jingyun had a sword in his hand and asked towards the god of catcher.

"Family Heirloom Swordsmanship - Broken Sword Technique!" In the answer of the god catcher, the tips of the two swords collided together.

All around, a gang qi hood was suddenly formed, which could strangle any object, including life, alive.

Although the god catcher is dedicated to the public, his strength is not as good as that of Bu Jingyun, but it is also an indisputable fact.

In the competition of the two powers, the god catcher changed color, and dripping blood dripped from his mouth, and was pushed backwards and flew away fiercely by Bu Jingyun with an overwhelming skill advantage.

"Even if you don't want to agree to help me, you won't be bent on dying." A familiar figure suddenly appeared in a jump, caught the god in the upside down, and took it.

"Is that you?" Bu Jingyun raised his eyebrows coldly, the appearance of this person was really unexpected to him.

"Step shocking, I want to learn about it, your Paiyun palm!" No extra nonsense, just hands-on.

With the indifference step of the cloud launched, immediately the tide rolled, the water vapor was filled, and finally turned into a rolling black cloud that covered the sky and the sun.

"It's really a cloud palm." This move is indescribably familiar to Wei Wuji.

Not only because the broken waves have used the cloud palm in front of him, but also because of this kind of palm power, it seems to be in the same vein as the storm palm.

"What a great palm! What kind of palm is this? "Regarding the domineering of palm power, in Bu Jingyun's heart, he has never been convinced by anyone.

Even the male tyrant who taught Paiyun Palm to him was also unconvinced.

But with such a mellow and domineering power, he repelled himself alive and with absolute strength, but he had to give in and be shocked, unconvinced.