"How's that!" Looking at the three children who were obviously different below, Zhu Kunming, who was standing on a tree next to the martial arts arena, asked softly to Nameless.

The nameless gaze swept over the children practicing martial arts below, and then looked at the two-character banner behind those martial artists, and said in a deep voice; "This person is ambitious, but because of this, maybe he can really dominate the martial arts and avoid more catastrophes!"

"Yes! But it doesn't matter who can dominate the martial arts, what matters is those two children! Zhu Kunming's gaze was on the two children who practiced palm and leg skills.

"Tianshuang Fist, Pai Yun Palm, and Fengshen Leg are all unique in the world. But even so, it's not worth getting out of the door of life and death! ”

Although the fists and feet of the three children were messy, the well-informed nameless still recognized that this was the capital that dominated the world, and it was the strongest martial arts in the world.

But this strongest is relative, and Nameless doesn't feel that the Evil Emperor walked out of the door of life and death, for what kind of Tianshuang Fist and Fengshen Legs. Of course, as for the three children who were only ten years old, they were automatically ignored by Nameless.

"The wind is invisible, and the clouds are invisible. These two children are not simple, if they grow up, the world will move for them! Zhu Kunming nodded, and then jumped down from the tree and headed towards the dense forest in the mountains. Where are you going! Looking at Zhu Kunming, who was walking outside, Wutong Wuming was a little puzzled and asked, if you know that the two of you haven't seen Xiongba, why is the evil emperor leaving.

"I've seen it. If you shouldn't see it, it's useless to see it. We'll meet again, but only after you've mastered the Ten Thousand Swords. Zhu Kunming quickly rushed towards the mountains and forests, and his body disappeared into the mountains and forests after a few ups and downs, without the vigilance of those guards at all.

"Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect!"

Nameless's hand holding the sword tightened, this ten thousand swords return to the sect that is the method of the sword sect where Nameless is located, and Nameless doesn't know how the evil emperor in front of him knows, and how does he know that he hasn't fully mastered it.

Nameless thought that he had seen through everything in the world, and he was already in the clouds. But whether it was the Sword Saint who was about to stop today, or the mysterious Evil Emperor, it made the nameless calm heart ripple again.

Zhu Kunming kept shuttling through the mountains and forests, and after a few takeoffs, he rose to the sky and went into the distance.

And just two hours later, Xiongba, who was waiting for the arrival of the Sword Master, received a flying pigeon message that the Sword Master could not go to the appointment.

Looking at the letter in his hand, Xiongba, who was convinced of numerology, firmly believed in what the mud bodhisattva had said, and also firmly believed that Fengyun was the one who wished himself to turn into a dragon.

Everything is going in a direction that has been set for a long time, and the wheels of fate are roaring into the distance.

Today's sword master has not yet mastered the sword twenty-three that is not like the sword technique of the world.

The current namelessness is not the martial arts myth of ten thousand swords in hand.

Fengyun is still Zhengtai, and Xiongba is practicing hard to return to the yuan.

Absolute God is studying the stolen golden bell jar in Dongying, adapting his golden body immortal divine skill. The mud bodhisattva travels in the mountains and rivers and hides the world.....

Time flew by like this, Zhu Kunming was looking for the traces of Xu Fu and the others on the one hand, and on the other hand, he was practicing kendo in his own life and death gate, waiting for the big dream space to break the space again.

In a flash, that's ten years..... Ten years later.....

This is a waterfall that flows straight down, and in the mountains and forests on both sides of the waterfall, many samurai dressed in strong and sharp clothes stand on both sides of the banner with the word "world" in their hands. Tightly guarding the bottom of a waterfall, a man who is carrying the rain from the sky.

The man was naked, and a huge stream of water flew down from the mountain, constantly impacting the man's body. As for this fierce current, the man stood straight in it, letting the wind blow and not be moved.

.....Just as the man was standing quietly, a person suddenly flew down from the top of the waterfall, holding a crescent-shaped Qimen weapon in his hand, and quickly pounced on the man below.

"Drink ....." The man drank heavily, and his originally still body suddenly shook, and he slammed his palm upwards.

The man's palm wind broke through the raging waterfall and slapped the attacker from the bottom up, sending the masked man in black clothes down from the sky.

The man did not look at the man who had been knocked down by himself, but walked out of the waterfall by stepping on the waves.

The man walked out of the waterfall step by step, and as the man walked out, the man in black also took off his mask, knelt on the ground, clutched his chest, and red blood flowed from his mouth.

"Why don't you use all your strength, and shout beforehand!" With a look of dissatisfaction on the man's face, he took the black cloak handed over by the guards next to him and draped it directly on his body.

"The villain doesn't dare, the hall master is a daughter, and the villain doesn't dare to commit the next offense!" The man in black knelt on the ground and said without raising his head.

"Hmph, if I can't even cope with your sneak attack, then I'm really innocent!"

This person tightened the black cloak on his body, it was the boy that the world would bring back from Bujiazhuang ten years ago, the current Feiyun Hall Master, Bu Jingyun.

The man in black didn't say much, but knelt down on one knee, took out a handwritten book from his arms, respectfully held it in his hand, and said; "Hall Master, the hero helps you to rush back to the helm immediately."

"Hmm....." Bu Jingyun responded, then took the handbook and looked at it twice, and then grabbed it in his hand, and crumbled the handbook into pieces.

Fragments of the handwriting fell with the wind, some fell into the water, and some were covered with beautiful stones.

Some of these stones are deep red, some are black and white, and they sparkle in the wash of the river. And looking at those colorful stones, there was also a smile on Bu Jingyun's face.

"Pick some of these beautiful stones and bring them back to Miss's room."

Bu Jingyun said in a deep voice, and then raised the cloak on his body, and stepped on a war horse that had been prepared in two steps. And with the movement of the step-frightening clouds, the guards on both sides also turned on their horses, holding high the banner of the word "world", and disappeared into the horizon.

In the past ten years, Xiongba has really been as the mud bodhisattva said, the development of power is getting faster day by day, the territory is expanding rapidly, and in just ten years, the world will suppress all the forces and become the first in the world worthy of the name. And now, under the leadership of the Feiyun Hall Master Bu Jingyun, the Tianshuang Hall Master Zhu Shuang, and the Divine Wind Hall Master Nie Feng, the Tianxia Association is even more prosperous, and the disciples under the sect have exceeded 100,000, and even the imperial court has to avoid it. And in today's world, it is rumored that Nameless is dead, and the only person who can restrain the tyrant is the Sword Master of Wushuang City.

Peerless city, a lone mansion.....

(End of chapter)