in the room.

The Sword Master and Nameless just quietly watched the battle between the two in the courtyard, and they had no intention of stopping it.

The Sword Master is full of confidence in Youruo, and Nameless intends to let Jian Chen and his peers learn from each other to gain some combat experience.

When Jian Chen was defeated and Youruo and Jiang Yi walked into the room, the Sword Saint glanced at Youruo with appreciation and said leisurely:

"Nameless, I didn't expect the old man's disciple to be better."

Nameless was not sad or happy on his face, and said plainly as usual:

"I see that although this girl is using the Holy Spirit Sword Technique, her sword intent is very different from yours, I'm afraid it's not your personal disciple."

Seeing that Nameless saw the truth, the Sword Saint didn't refute it, but just said, "No matter what, she is my disciple because she is inherited by my swordsmanship." ”

After a pause, he mentioned again: "I see that this disciple under your sect is not strong in his sword heart, and I am afraid that he is not worthy of the heroic sword." ”

Nameless also understood Jian Chen's shortcomings, and said gently:

"Chen'er, he has been learning swords with me since he was a child, and he hasn't experienced any twists and turns, so his heart is a little lacking, and it will be good for him to be tempered in the future."

As he spoke, he poured himself a glass of wine and gestured to the Sword Saint:

"Have a drink."

"The old man has never drunk a drop of alcohol in his life."

Juggernaut unceremoniously refused.

Nameless didn't care, but said regretfully:

"Then you must have missed out on a lot of things in your life."

As he spoke, he glanced at Jiang Yi and raised his glass to sign:

"Would you like a drink?"

Nameless naturally will not ignore Jiang Yi.

Although Jiang Yi never showed his strength, in the nameless eyes, he faintly revealed that he was either fierce and violent, or arrogant and domineering, or compassionate and compassionate, or sad and depressed, which was extremely eye-catching.

Behind several sword intents, there was a huge, deep black shadow shrouded in it, revealing a terrifying artistic conception of destruction, which made him secretly frightened.

Compared with the Sword Saint who has exhausted his momentum and weak stamina, Nameless pays more attention to Jiang Yi, a young master.

Jiang Yi smiled brightly and readily agreed:

"The wine of martial arts mythology naturally can't be missed."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and made a move, and the wine glass in the nameless hand suddenly flew up, as if pulled by an invisible silk thread, and moved into Jiang Yi's hand.

In the process, not a single drop of wine was spilled from the glass.

Jiang Yi held up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp.

Nameless smiled lightly:

"The myth of martial arts is dead, I am just an ordinary person now, living a leisurely life with coarse tea and light food every day, and even the heroic sword has been passed on to Jian Chen."

As he spoke, he raised the flask and poured the wine, like an ordinary innkeeper, living in the middle of the market, enjoying an ordinary and leisurely life.

The Sword Saint looked at the nameless appearance, his brows furrowed, he didn't expect that the nameless who was once sharp and invincible in the world would become what he is now, seeing through the red dust and indifferent to fame and fortune.

It is similar to the high-spirited young swordsman who defeated the Eight Great Sects in his memory.

Ever since he entered this room, the Juggernaut had been observing Nameless, wondering about his current cultivation realm.

However, looking at the tone of the nameless speech, the movements and postures of pouring wine are all like ordinary people.

The breath on his body is vast and profound, making it impossible to guess the depth.

In the end, the Juggernaut finally couldn't bear it anymore and planned to test it himself.

He raised his hand a little.

Zheng!

An awe-inspiring sword aura was like a thunderbolt of lightning, bursting out of the air and stabbing at Nameless.

Nameless was unaware, still pouring wine unhurriedly.

Laugh at!

With a slight sound, the incomparably sharp sword qi hit the liquor poured from the mouth of the wine jug, and then dissipated into nothingness. It was like a faint candle flame that had been extinguished by water.

The Sword Master didn't even notice that Nameless had the slightest sign of mobilizing True Qi on his body.

A leopard can be seen in the tube.

Through this simple temptation, the Sword Master knew that the Nameless Realm had far surpassed himself.

Although he had expected this in his heart, he still sighed quite abruptly:

"Sure enough, although I have been in retreat for many years and have been studying swordsmanship, I still can't catch up with you."

After all, he is old, and he is getting older and older over the years, and his physical strength, energy, and even true qi have faded, although his swordsmanship has become more and more sophisticated, and he has a deeper and deeper arrow for the way of the sword, but the improvement of his strength is extremely limited.

Nameless but just middle-aged, quit the rivers and lakes after the death of his beloved wife, after 20 years of precipitation, while his cultivation continues to improve, his comprehension of kendo has stepped into a new realm.

So instead of narrowing the gap between the two sides, the gap between the two sides has become wider.

Looking at the Sword Saint's unrelieved appearance, Nameless couldn't help but persuade:

"The sword is dead in my heart, and victory or defeat is meaningless to me, so why can't you see it."

The Sword Master snorted coldly:

"If you don't have the heart to win, how can you go further on the road of kendo."

Nameless knew that this was the difference in the ideas of the two sides, and he couldn't change the mind of the Sword Master, so he didn't say much on this topic. , and then said:

"Actually, if you don't come to the door, I also want to send Jian Chen to invite you. There's one thing I want you to say yes to. ”

"What's the matter?"

Nameless said solemnly: "I hope you don't fight a decisive battle with Xiongba. ”

The Sword Master frowned: "Why?" ”

Nameless said slowly:

"If you will dominate the rivers and lakes today, it is rare for the rivers and lakes to calm down, and I don't want you to break this peace.

If the tyrant is defeated by you, the rivers and lakes will definitely have disputes again, and when the time comes, it will inevitably set off a bloody storm and cause the lives to be ruined. ”

Juggernaut sneered:

"What does it have to do with me?"

Nameless also knew that the Sword Saint only had the way of the sword in his heart, and he was afraid that it would be useless to persuade him with the morality of the rivers and lakes, so he said instead:

"Moreover, through your shot just now, I also see that your life is about to end, and even if you can win this battle, you will not escape death. You have pursued the way of the sword all your life, and you have given up everything for the sword. Why not make good use of the last period of your life and enjoy the life of ordinary people. ”

How tenacious the sword saint's will was, how could he be shaken by the nameless words, and flatly refused:

"This is the last battle of my life, and it is imperative, so don't persuade me anymore."

Nameless said firmly: "If this is the case, for the sake of the common people in the world, I can only leave you in this China Pavilion." ”

Hearing this, a gleam flashed in the Sword Saint's eyes, and he suddenly got up, a chilling sword intent rose to the sky, and he shouted in a deep voice:

"Okay, I'm also just trying to see how unfathomable you are now."

As he spoke, he pinched the fingers of his sword and stabbed in the air.

Dozens of sharp and peerless sword qi suddenly shot out, like a great river of the Yangtze River, surging and roaring, hitting Nameless.

Every sword qi is condensed with Sen Ran's sword intent, which is ruthless and invincible.

In the face of the full force of the Sword Master, Nameless just stood in place with his hands in his hands, motionless, and let the sword qi strike. It's just that his body reveals a far-reaching, vast and vast sword intent.

Rumble!

The sword intent on Nameless's body spread violently, sweeping in all directions, filling the heavens and the earth.

After the sword qi in the air came into contact with this sword intent, it was like a subject meeting a high monarch, he trembled slightly, his momentum was completely lost, and he fell to the ground in pieces.

Airplanes! Airplanes!

The peerless yin and yang sword behind Jiang Yi and Youruo was stirred by the sword intent, and they trembled violently, as if they were struggling.

The Sword Saint felt the sword intent on Nameless's body, his face showed a look of horror, and he exclaimed:

"The sword is endowed with clouds: the metaphysical sword, the ancient uninhabited, the ten thousand swords are admired, and they are worshiped like gods."

"I didn't expect that the old man would be able to see the brilliance of the Heavenly Sword in his lifetime."