"Alas, the time is also, the luck is also ......", the mud bodhisattva, the body is rickety, as if the old man who is about to rot the wood, looking at the male tyrant lying on the ground, and there are many emotions in his heart, who would have thought that the domineering and invincible world will help the lord and dominate, and there will be today? Providence is like a knife, it is really unpredictable.

"I'm Xiongba, I shouldn't listen to your nonsense", Xiongba, staring at the mud bodhisattva with hatred in his eyes, if it weren't for the loss of cultivation at this moment, Xiongba really wanted to eat his flesh and blood.

"Gang Leader, let me ask you, can you find Fengyun?" , the mud bodhisattva, turned a blind eye to the hateful gaze of the male tyrant, and just asked calmly.

Xiongba, his expression froze slightly, and then he said angrily: "Fengyun, I accepted a disciple to step into the clouds, and the intuition in my heart told me that he is the so-called cloud in your criticism, and Fengyun is one of them, so I shouldn't end up like this, right?" ”。

"The wind is invisible, the clouds are impermanent, get one of them, it doesn't help, you still go to find the wind, if you find the wind, you can use the power of the wind and clouds to return to the clouds", shaking his head, the mud bodhisattva dropped such a sentence to the hero, turned around and left.

"I'm in ruin at the moment, I'm already a wasted person, is there a day when I can go back to the clouds?" , Looking at the departing figure of the mud bodhisattva and hearing what he said to himself, Xiongba's eyes couldn't help but light up slightly, and asked loudly.

"Don't you think it's possible? If, before today, I told the male gang leader that you would end up where you are now, do you think it is possible? The mud bodhisattva, staggering, with a rickety figure, slowly left, but the voice came from afar.

Hearing this, Xiongba felt reasonable, more like a person in drowning, as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw, and looked at the figure of the mud bodhisattva who had gone away, and couldn't help but shout: "Mud bodhisattva, wait, where is your so-called wind?" ”。

"The wind is formless and formless, only the male gang master in the world can be found, if I know, I will tell you the day I gave you the criticism", the last words of the mud bodhisattva, slightly ethereal, the figure, also disappeared far away in the eyes of the male tyrant.

"Fengyun? Can the storm be brought back to the clouds? Although the mud bodhisattva has left, but the eyes of the male lord have slowly become firm, for the male ba, the mud bodhisattva's words are definitely the last ray of hope.

Recovering some strength, Xiongba slowly got up from the ground, and after dealing with the hideous sword wounds on his body, his eyes were extremely firm, and he muttered to himself: "Jin Lin~ is a thing in the pool, when the wind and clouds change dragons, clouds, and clouds, I am very sure that the first time I saw the clouds that day, it was as if I had a sense in the dark, so it seems that I have to go all over the north and south of the river, looking for the 'wind' to have a day."

Although his martial arts have been abolished, what else can be done to make a comeback, Xiongba is not clear, but, what the mud Bodhisattva said is reasonable, the world is impermanent, in numerology, everything is possible, since the destiny of heaven is like this, you can soar to the sky if you get the wind and clouds, then, the remaining wind, you must find it.

This person who believes in numerology believes in numerology, and just now he couldn't wait to eat the mud Bodhisattva, but the mud Bodhisattva said a few useful comments to him, and Xiongba was full of fighting spirit, determined to find the wind, and made a comeback.

The flowers bloom two and each show a branch, not to mention what happened to Xiongba, in the Zhonghua Pavilion, with the sword master of destroying the heavens and the Jedi with one move, the masters of the Eight Great Sects and the Tianxia Association were almost killed and injured, and even the person who took the lead in Xiongba fled, they had no fighting spirit and fled in a panic one by one.

Soon, those people fled without a trace, leaving only a dead body, nameless, with a sad look on their faces, looking at the guys in the Zhonghua Pavilion, they were almost dead, and they were even more sad in their hearts, could they really be fated to commit the Heavenly Evil Lone Star?

Looking at the figure of the Sword Saint, although he was no longer breathless, his body was still as straight as a sword, and he walked in front of the Sword Saint namelessly, looking at his life was broken, he was silent for a long time, and suddenly sighed faintly, and said: "Brother Sword, you still took a step ahead of me after all."

Brother Sword, this title may be the first time that Nameless has called a Sword Saint like this.

The nameless mouth took a step earlier, I don't know if it means that the Sword Saint died earlier, or if he went further in the exploration of the way of the sword, perhaps, it was both.

"The twenty-three sword of the Heaven Destroying Jedi", Dongfang Yu also looked at the figure of the Sword Saint, thinking of the scene just now, and asked Nameless with some doubts: "The Sword Saint's sword twenty-three is earth-shattering, but why did it dissipate in the end?" ”。

This point is completely inconsistent with the original book, Dongfang Yu can't figure it out, naturally, he has to ask the nameless kendo master.

"Brother Sword's move Sword Twenty-Three, I just had a slight clue just now, plus I tried half a move before, and my vitality has been cut off a lot, and finally I forcibly urge it, so it is naturally difficult to last", Nameless, looked at the Sword Saint silently, and replied without looking back.

The two of them can be said to have fought for many years in their lives, they are also enemies and friends, and they did not expect that in the end, they would be saved by the Sword Saint.

"I see", hearing the nameless explanation, Dongfang Yu nodded suddenly.

To put it simply, the Sword Master is very immature with the move of Sword Twenty-Three, and it can only be regarded as a half-hung sword skill, if he has a deeper understanding of this move in the future, and if he is not injured, there is no problem after performing this move, but on the contrary, he is holding on to his injured body, and he insists on urging such a move to destroy the Jedi, and he has no mastery of the trick, so this move Sword Master can only be regarded as sending most of the moves, and he can't hold it.

The Sword Saint died, and he died to save himself, which had a greater psychological impact on Nameless.

But in general, today's battle can be regarded as a tragic victory, but at the last moment, Xiongba actually fled, which made Dongfang Yu secretly feel pity, but even if Xiongba did not die, the sea of qi in the body had already broken, so he was not afraid of what wind and waves he was turning over.

Zhonghua Pavilion, there are still a few guys left, more or less with injuries, today's battle, obviously this Zhonghua Pavilion seclusion is already very inappropriate, Nameless also moved the mind to leave, in the store, there are still four or five guys left, Nameless waved his hand, let them each leave.

Nameless's meaning, obviously to get rid of them, these guys' faces changed greatly, begging bitterly, Nameless saved them back then, these people are grateful to Nameless from the bottom of their hearts, and are willing to serve him for the rest of their lives, just like today's battle, they are willing to die for him, but Nameless wants to let them leave, these people are unwilling.

"I am destined to be a lonely star, my life is destined to be lonely and old, all my relatives and friends follow me, there is no good end, I took you to live in seclusion in the China Pavilion, I didn't want to ask about the world, but even so, it also made many of you die tragically, you go, I don't want you to be burdened by me, end up miserable", nameless, calmly shook his head and said.

"Boss, we are willing to die for you!" , These guys, all of them are iron-clad men, and said firmly.

"I've made up my mind, let's go", but Nameless was determined to let these people go.

The things that Nameless has already decided, naturally there is no way to change it, in the end, these people are really helpless, they can only turn back one step at a time, and leave slowly, looking at this scene, Dongfang Yu also knows that Nameless is in a very uncomfortable mood at the moment, so he didn't speak, and finally, after the two of them put the Sword Saint into the ground, they also left the China Pavilion.

Half a month has passed in a flash.

Dongfang Yu and Nameless have appeared in Lingyun Cave, after half a month of retreat, Nameless has fully comprehended the move of Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect, plus a few days ago with Dongfang Yu on swords, the explanation of the four realms of the sword has received the inspiration of the Sword Saint's sword twenty-three, Nameless these days, the progress in the way of the sword is extremely fast.

In his own words, he has some of his own feelings about the realm of no sword in his hand and no sword in his heart, maybe in a few months, or maybe a few years, no name can also step into the peak realm of this sword path.

Lingyun Cave!

Dongfang Yu and Nameless appeared at the entrance of the Lingyun Cave together, revisiting the old place, Dongfang Yu's mind flashed the scene when Nie Ren Wang resolutely faced the fire unicorn with his will to die, in exchange for saving Yan Ying and Nie Feng, and sighed slightly in his heart.

"Let's go", looking at Dongfang Yu's appearance, there were many emotions, the nameless expression was calm, and without asking too much, the two walked into the Lingyun Cave one after another.

Entering the Lingyun Cave, it really extends in all directions, and in this cave, the secret passage spreads like a spider web, making people walk and walk, and it seems that they will get lost in it.

Dongfang Yu and Nameless, the two of them are not in a hurry, their feet are not slow, as if they are taking a leisurely walk, but the footwork of the two is extremely fast, and in terms of speed alone, it is not surprising that they are galloping.

"Ahead, I feel a wisp of scorching sword qi", suddenly, Nameless paused slightly, opened his mouth, and turned around.

Dongfang Yu didn't speak, Ling Bo tapped slightly, and followed behind Nameless like a fairy.

After walking about half a cup of tea, Nameless's footsteps stopped, and in front of him, there was a corpse, but Nameless's gaze did not fall on this corpse, but lightly picked on the toes, and under the cover of gravel and Teng Man, a dusty sheathed long sword fell into Nameless's palm.

Nameless, after staring at the sword in his hand for a moment, he drew the sword out of the sheath, and vaguely seemed to be able to hear the roar of a unicorn, the whole body of the red sword, as if it was burned red, exuded a sharp and hot breath, take a closer look, there is a slight arch on the sword body, it seems to be inlaid with a scale.

"Fire Lin Sword!" , Looking at this sword, Dongfang Yu said in a low voice.

"Yes, this sword should be the Huolin Sword", Nameless, nodded lightly, as a myth in the sword, although Nameless has already reached the realm of not pretending to be a thing, but for a good sword, I still see the joy of hunting.

"Well, can you give me this sword? This corpse should be the head of the Nanlin sword, I have a disciple, who is the son of the head of the Nanlin sword", although the nameless likes it, but this sword is a family heirloom of the broken waves, and Dongfang Yu naturally wants to ask for it even if it is cheeky.

"Give it to you", although slightly reluctant, but the two of them had a fateful friendship in the end, a Huolin sword, and they were willing to give it to the nameless, and they were directly thrown to Dongfang Yu.

Dongfang Yu happily took it, with no name, it was really right, for him, the breath of all the famous swords in the world could not escape his perception, isn't it? The Fire Lin Sword buried under the rubble and Teng vines were found.

The two continued to move forward, but, just for a moment, a wisp of cold breath made Dongfang Yu and Nameless stop again.

Nameless moved quickly, and as soon as his palm was raised, a long knife with a buried sheath on the ground was sucked into his palm.

Pulling out the knife from the sheath, Sen's cold and sharp knife qi rushed towards him, and the temperature in the air dropped sharply, even if he was nameless, he couldn't help but praise: "Good knife!" ”。

"Snow Drink Crazy Knife?" , Dongfang Yu, looking at the long knife in the nameless hand, his eyes were also bright, Nie Renwang's snow drinking crazy knife, how could Dongfang Yu not know it.

"Well, nameless, can I give you a consultation? You are a sword practitioner, and this knife is useless for you, that, can you give it to me? ”。

Even Dongfang Yu, who first begged for the Huolin Sword, and then asked for the Snow Drinking Crazy Knife at this moment, felt a little embarrassed.

(PS: I feel that my chapter is really getting longer and longer, originally about 3,000 words, but my chapter is 3,2300 words at every turn, this chapter is longer, after I finish writing, I look at it, it actually reaches more than 3,500 words; It's been a long time since I've said a digression, and since I've said it, it's natural to follow the usual rules: ask for a subscription, ask for a monthly pass) (to be continued.) )