Chapter 198: Concealment, Conspiracy

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Not to mention such a miracle soldier, it is too late to wipe, clean, and care every day, how can it be hung on the door wall of others.

Don't think about it, Nie Feng, who is rumored to have a snow drinking madness, must have been caught by everyone in the world.

Similarly, the deeds of the immortals also started from the two of them.

Especially after Nie Feng succeeded, he and Bu Jingyun went to the world together to fight to the death, and after the defeat, they also let everyone know that Xiongba had also stepped into the realm of heaven and man.

But now what is the whereabouts of the two, no one knows this.

Even Bai Xiaosheng, who claimed to be omniscient, did not reveal the slightest, but seemed to block something, and when everyone had not come back to their senses, he continued to preach: "The third panic is also a sword, called the Nanlin Huolin Sword, and its sword is built by a drop of blood of the Fire Qilin, and it is scorching, like a fire hell."

Bai Xiaosheng shifted the previous topic, his mouth was like a river, and he didn't give everyone a chance to think: "If the sword is pierced through the heart, the sword will burn all the blood in the body in an instant, and it will inevitably die of blood." Ranked among the top ten divine soldiers in the world, it is now the thing held by the pseudo-immortal hero. ”

As he spoke, he took two steps forward, closed his fan, and said again: "The fourth panic is the treasure of the unparalleled town and city, the unparalleled divine sword, and the sharp can break the stone and divide the gold." It is the thing held by the Sword Saint, but now the whereabouts of the Sword Saint are unknown, so since then, like a fire unicorn, he has been removed from the twelve panics! ”

To remove his name is to erase the basis for his existence in his history books.

After that, he said no more, no more.

"But now, it's not just this one person and one thing."

With a heavy tone, Bai Xiaosheng put his hands behind his back and sighed, as if he was pity: "The fifth panic is a sword forged by the famous family, Aojiazhuang, which is claimed to be the most perfect, sharpest, and most domineering sword in the world, and its name is a peerless sword!"

"This sword has been cast for more than a thousand years, but it has brought unexpected murder to the past dynasties of Aojiazhuang and many swordsmiths, the sword life is extremely unknown, but it was finally obtained by Bu Jingyun, and successfully refined, when the sword came out, ten thousand swords roared together, ranking one of the top ten divine soldiers in the world!"

Speaking of this, Bai Xiaosheng shook his head and sighed: "But now it is like a snow drinking mad knife, hanging on the wall of the Tianxia Huimen."

Everyone knows about it.

After all, before he obtained the peerless sword, he was already a master of the Great Grandmaster because of the Qilin arm.

But he, like Nie Feng, is beyond his means, and after being cleared by Xiongba, he has achieved the prestige and strength of Xiongba.

"In this way, the two talented people from the rivers and lakes fell one after another because they didn't know the cunning of the rivers and lakes."

Bai Xiaosheng shook his head, ignoring the people who had guessed about each other, and then said: "The sixth panic is the heroic sword forged by the 'Great Sword Master' with all his life's efforts, and now it is in the hands of the nameless, who can compete for it?" See if you can snatch the Heroic Sword from Nameless? ”

seemed to be joking, and everyone laughed when they heard it, dispelling the depressing atmosphere of the disappearance of the two heroes before.

And then, Bai Xiaosheng went on to speak, seventh, eighth, ninth, tenth.

"The seventh panic is a sword sect, and it is also a sword sect derived from the lineage of the great sword master, and the swordsmanship practiced by his disciples is regarded as the strongest swordsmanship in the world by the martial arts people."

"And the eighth panic is Shaolin, a generation of authentic martial arts. Although it has declined in modern martial arts, its martial arts have a long history, and there are still many secret skills that people can't see through. ”

Bai Xiaosheng was talking, looking at the top floor and talking, only to see, suddenly, after hearing Bai Xiaosheng's words, the people in Shaolin Temple had a solemn face, as if they were unmoved.

But some people's hearts can still see the joy in their hearts.

After all, the twelve frightened people and things that can be hundreds of Xiaosheng are all famous sects, heroes, and strange things.

It's no wonder they look so proud.

"Hmph.."

But at this time, Wudang was a little dissatisfied after seeing it, just because these Taoist priests couldn't see the good of Shaolin that had been suppressing them.

But before they could have a seizure, with Bai Xiaosheng's explanation, their faces gradually improved.

"The ninth frightened, Wudang, its modern people are closed to all visitors, and it is becoming more and more unfathomable!"

Bai Xiaosheng's face did not stand through the wind and rain, and after praising Wudang lightly, he then said, tenth, is eleven.

"Eleven frightened, the road of good and evil, is a legend that exists in Hebei narrow mountain road, the rivers and lakes spread, a step on the road of good and evil, since then the devil is full of road. It is said that those who embark on the path of righteousness and evil will become demons, and although they can achieve evil deeds in the world, they will end up in the world."

Bai Xiaosheng closed his fan, looked at the First Evil Emperor with a chuckle, and said, "It is the place where the First Evil Emperor lives."

The First Evil Emperor disappeared, and everyone didn't know where he had gone.

But with Bai Xiaosheng's explanation, everyone suddenly understood that they had gone here! I said how we couldn't find the mind.

But as Bai Xiaosheng's words fell, everyone saw the high-ranking officials at the top, and subconsciously stayed away from the expressionless First Evil Emperor.

It's just because Bai Xiaosheng said that those who step into the path of good and evil will definitely become demons!

Therefore, these high-ranking officials are not masters, because they are afraid that the evil emperor will suddenly go crazy, so they stay away from the first evil emperor.

"The old man looks quiet."

The evil emperor was expressionless and drank to himself.

Everyone smiled when they saw it, and then listened to Bai Xiaosheng say the last panic.

"And the Twelfth Panic is not an incomparably terrifying peerless divine weapon, nor is it a famous faction that makes the people of the rivers and lakes jealous, the Twelfth Panic is actually a mysterious and unpredictable immortal man."

With a snap, Bai Xiaosheng spoke, and the fan closed, but under the condition that everyone didn't know why, he walked into the back hall, and only the sound faintly echoed around the restaurant.

"Who this person is, I don't know, so I won't explain... But if you have any doubts, you can go with me to the world on the fifteenth day of next month."

It is like clouds and fog, and it is not clear.

Bai Xiaosheng vaguely seemed to be facing everyone again.

In fact, the twelfth panic is the immortal of the Tianxia Society. If you want to know, come with you. ’

But whether Bai Xiaosheng meant this or not, everyone didn't know, because he was already gone.

But the masters at the top level, after hearing these unclear words, chatted with each other.

"Maybe he really is.." Nameless tapped on the table and opened the topic.

"I will send the head of the sect to come out of the customs on the first day of next month, and we will go to see it together when the time comes." Wudang everyone, unwilling to be left behind.

"I, Shaolin, will also go with you!" The Shaolin abbot rubbed the Buddha beads in his hands.

"I'm waiting for so many masters, what are you afraid of?" The Evil Emperor snorted coldly, he didn't want to see what the Twelve Horrors were, he wanted to see what kind of realm the pseudo-immortal was, so that he could break through in the future.

Thereupon..

"Yes, just check it out!"

Downstairs, everyone was coaxing, and they had already made up their minds to go and see it together on the fifteenth day of next month.

"After all, so many masters went together, maybe they will set foot in the world."

Everyone had different thoughts and gradually left the table.

They are now going back to prepare for a meeting, a view, or a battle on the fifteenth day of next month.

At this point, it was only a moment, deserted, unmanned, and the restaurant was empty.

"Haha, there's another interesting character.."

But at this time, only a loud laugh sounded, and on the second floor of the inn, a figure with a strange mask gradually appeared and disappeared, and no one found it.

"Shakti.."

And he didn't notice that the old man walking on the street showed curiosity, he was the old man next to the previous knight.

At this time, he didn't care about Emperor Shitian, but only listened to him: "The world will be interesting, and he dares to rob the old man of the name of the twelve, so the old man will go to see it."

The old man's name, laughing three times..

With this:

Sunrise and sunset.

As autumn deepens, the leaves fall one after another.

But what the people didn't know was.

After ten days.

In a large hall at the foot of the mountain, Bai Xiaosheng knelt down in front of a green-shirted figure and said: "Sect Master, the disciple has completed your entrustment, and in these ten days, you have contacted all the famous masters in the rivers and lakes, and they have decided that on the fifteenth day of next month, they will come to the world with their disciples."