"Do you think that in this world, apart from you, who else will be a master of the Sword Sect?" Wei Wuji turned around and looked at the middle-aged man with wavy hair and a cyan robe.

"Uncle Shi? No, at your age, it doesn't match his old man. "Sons are like fathers, and in terms of genetics, there are indeed some theoretical loopholes.

However, in such a world, genetics does not seem to play a role.

Anyway, in terms of appearance, Wei Wuji and the Sword Emperor are indeed like carved out of a mold.

So the moment he saw Wei Wuji's face, the state of mind that had been in seclusion for many years completely collapsed in an instant.

"Are you the son of Uncle Shi?" However, nameless is nameless, and after suppressing the shock in his heart, he still saw the difference between Wei Wuji and the Sword Emperor.

"Where is Uncle Shi now?" Nameless asked excitedly.

Back then, in order to compete for the supreme learning of the Sword Sect - the ownership of the Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect, under the advice of the master, he and his junior brother broke the army and won or lost with martial arts.

Unexpectedly, at the last moment, the master was still selfish.

With his own cultivation and life, he froze all this in the martial arts cave.

If it weren't for the fact that the master was still a tiger poison after all, and sent the broken army out of the cave with him, I am afraid that there would have been no name now.

"Naturally, my father got out of the ice cave alive, otherwise I wouldn't have been born." Wei Wuji faintly rolled his eyes and said.

"At the beginning, Jian Hui did not hesitate to freeze everything with his own life for the sake of his son. But he can't help but underestimate my father's methods. ”

"I don't know why Uncle Shi came to Zhonghua Pavilion today?" After the silence, Nameless asked.

"Naturally, it's to find you!" Wei Wuji replied.

"Uncle Shi has something, please speak up, if you can do it, you will never refuse." Nameless said, solemnly and respectfully bowing his hand to Wei Wuji.

"I didn't come here to be polite to you." I really don't know what politeness is.

"But before I get down to business, I want to learn what a Heavenly Sword is?" As the thought suddenly rose, the sword intent and sword qi instantly enveloped the entire Zhonghua Pavilion.

"Uncle Shi, please stop, no matter what, Nameless doesn't dare to do anything with Uncle Shi." The sudden move was unexpected by Nameless.

At the same time, Wei Wuji's cultivation on the sword was also a little unexpected.

However, after thinking about Wei Wuji's father, who was the Sword Emperor, he felt that he should take it for granted.

The tiger father can give birth to a dog.

"If you really treat me as an uncle, then do it. You should know what kind of state I am now. "As soon as we met, I started with Nameless, Wei Wuji is not a martial arts madman, not a psychopath, and there is a natural reason for doing this.

Not for anything else, just for a little, four words - accumulation, breakthrough.

"In this case, nameless is offended." Nameless glanced at Wei Wuji seriously and arched his hand.

He agreed to this battle, and although it would not be a life-and-death fight, he would definitely go all out.

After a lapse of more than ten years, a competition belonging to the Sword Sect was launched again in the Zhonghua Pavilion.

"What a pure sword intent, sword qi! But how does it feel familiar? On a straight avenue not too far from Fengxi Village, the middle-aged sword saint looked up at the two rising sword intents, sword qi, and a trace of doubtful thought flashed in his eyes.

"Who? Dare to run to the Zhonghua Pavilion and do something with my master? A white-clothed figure jumped from outside the Zhonghua Pavilion in an instant.

It was Jian Chen, who had been ordered by no name to go out of the mountain to the Tianxia Association to take care of the Sword Saint.

"Jian Chen, there's nothing wrong with you here." Nameless pushed Jian Chen away, whether it was martial arts cultivation or seniority in the door, he was not qualified to do it.

Nameless is worthy of being nameless, especially nameless in a state of total victory, if it is pure skill, it is impossible to talk about crushing Wei Wuji.

But it must be much more relaxed than Wei Wuji.

"Master······" Jian Chen didn't expect that the master would actually push himself away.

However, out of respect for the master and absolute confidence in the master, Jian Chen still did not intervene after all.

Although the master borrowed death to go into hiding, he no longer cares about the affairs of the rivers and lakes, and he doesn't care about his reputation.

But the two masters and apprentices, joining forces to deal with one other, is not a matter of life and death.

This thing is really a bit nice to say.

"I'll just say that there are few people in this world who have such sword energy, and it's really you!" The arrival of the Sword Master undoubtedly broke the confrontation between Nameless and Wei Wuji in an instant.

Fortunately, it is just an exchange between each other, not life and death, but they can also withdraw in time.

"Why are you here?" Juggernaut asked.

It's a pity that Wei Wuji didn't answer what he meant, but stared at Nameless intently.

A little, a little, it's really just a little bit off.

The realm of the heavenly sword, sure enough.

"Nameless, what's going on? Can you give the old man a face! Seeing that Wei Wuji didn't care about himself, the Sword Saint was not angry, and turned to look at Nameless and said.

"Even if I don't give this face, I don't dare to be presumptuous!" Nameless glanced at Wei Wuji seriously and said.

"Still, let's go outside and talk." After speaking, the nameless stepped on his legs and stood directly at the gate of the China Pavilion.

"This kid ······" The Sword Saint glanced at Wei Wuji, and also walked softly, standing at the door of the Zhonghua Pavilion with Nameless.

Jian Chen and many people from the Zhonghua Pavilion first looked at Wei Wuji, who was standing there, and in silence, his movements, even including breathing, couldn't help but slow down slightly.

"The extreme way of the sword, with killing as protection, ruthless and merciful, ten thousand swords return to the sect!" I don't know how long it took, Wei Wuji, who was standing there in a daze, gradually increased his volume from the beginning of muttering to himself, and finally gradually increased his volume, and the Dao Dao was silvery-white, almost turning into a sword qi in a substantial form, with Wei Wuji as the center, levitating.

"It's done!" The Sword Master and Nameless glanced at each other very tacitly.

And in the room, with the activity of the figure standing there in a daze, the sword qi of the substance form that could scare people to death dissipated like smoke.

"Nameless has seen Uncle Shi! At the same time, congratulations to Uncle Shi! Nameless rushed at Wei Wuji, sincerely hugging his fist.

In an instant, the Sword Saint who also wanted to speak on the side was quite embarrassed.

What should this generation say?

"No, it doesn't have to be. Although I have an extraordinary relationship with the Sword Sect, I have never entered the mountain gate of the Sword Sect. With one step, Wei Wuji dodged a nameless bow.

"Uncle Shi, after the First World War, the only person who can be called the heir of the Sword Sect now is Uncle Shi. Uncle Shi is the son and son of Uncle Shi's ancestor, and he thinks he is a member of my Sword Sect. ”

"Isn't that right? I remember that there should be another person besides you, who is your real junior brother. These words are undoubtedly revealing the scars of the nameless past.

Because of this sentence, it was not only the nameless person who changed color in an instant, but also the shopkeeper of the China Pavilion.

He has followed Nameless for many years and is Nameless's most trusted person.

He knew a lot about Nameless's past.

There are some things that he still remembers, even if he has forgotten them.

"Breaking the Army······ In the nameless expression, a trace of pain flashed in his eyes, and he muttered to himself.

"Although he is the master's son and son, and he is more learned from the master's Ten Thousand Swords Dynasty, he has also learned things other than the sword, and he is no longer the purest descendant of the Sword Sect." It seemed that he was silent for a long time in grief, and Nameless finally spoke.

After his wife's death, he came to the village incognito and became the owner of the China Pavilion.

Whether it is the glory of the past or the fame of the rivers and lakes, he has put it down and doesn't care anymore.

However, there is one thing that has always been concerned about him, and that is the inheritance of the Sword Sect.

"Nameless is right." Juggernaut agreed with Nameless's words.

In the internal affairs of the Sword Sect, it is indeed inconvenient for the Sword Saint to interfere.

However, he is also crazy about swords, but he very much agrees with Nameless's words.

"I would like to refute a few words, sword practitioners, extremely fond of swords, there is nothing wrong with themselves, and it should be so."

"But if you practice swords, you can't reach the top level in other fields, this seems to be a bit absolute."

"I knew of a man who was a man with a sword. The sword can be stronger than the sword emperor, and the sword can also be compared to my father. This person, he is called the First Evil Emperor. ”

"The First Evil Emperor? I said how did you receive Meng'er's entrustment, I see. Listening to Wei Wuji's words, the Sword Saint suddenly said.

This can be regarded as a long-standing question in his heart.

"Looks like I'm going to have to find a time to visit the Evil Emperor." A master who can beat the Sword Emperor in the way of the sword, don't you know, is he still a sword master?

"You should take this opportunity to cultivate yourself and recover yourself." Wei Wuji glanced at the Sword Saint rather speechlessly.

You old man can take a break. Don't toss away the little vitality that I spent so much effort to help you replenish.

Nameless nodded silently.

He and the Sword Master have been entangled for half a lifetime, and they are both old rivals and old friends.

And with a nameless temperament, he will not hope that something will happen to others.

"Nameless, you plan to hide in a small village for the rest of your life?" Wei Wuji looked at Nameless and asked.

"As far as I know, it won't be long before your wife-killing enemy will come back." Under the words, Nameless instantly turned pale and breathed rapidly.

The reason why he lived in seclusion here was not without this part of the reason except for the death of his heart.

That is, no matter what, Po Jun is also the son of the master.

"Do you remember the Sword Sect Ancestor's intention to forge the Hero Sword?" Rushing towards Jian Chen's position, he grabbed it casually, and a super strong suction force in his palm was self-generated.

Jian Chen was just a trance-like moment, and the heroic sword he held in his hand was taken away by Wei Wuji.