In the crowd, a sturdy young man with a resolute face, dressed in a simple Jianghu costume, was not very conspicuous when he stood in the crowd. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

But his name is loud.

His name is Iron Fury.

Tie Fu's name is also very simple, because the person who gave him this name is not a Qingliu celebrity, an idle Confucian student, or even a poor talent, but a martial artist, what good name can he come up with? But Iron Fury liked his name very much, simple and straightforward, just like the ordinary iron sword in his hand. His master is very unusual, looking at the world, he can rank second in the world, if it weren't for the fact that the world's first demon has been missing for a long time and has no chance to fight with it, he believes that his master will definitely be able to subdue the demon with a sword and achieve the name of the world's first martial arts master, and even if it is only the second in the world, it is not for everyone to be.

Iron anger followed his master Sword Immortal Mao Fengyu to learn the sword for many years, from the time he was five years old, as an orphan, he walked in front of the already famous martial arts master, lightly touched the sword beside him and began to count, it has been fifteen years of spring and autumn, it stands to reason that he can be a disciple of Mao Fengyu, how to say that he should also have the best understanding in the world, but Iron Anger always feels that he is very stupid, sorry for the master's careful teaching, and practices swords under the first moon of the Iron City every night, secretly working hard, just to not lose the reputation of the master in the future, His talent is average, and his understanding is also unusual, so he has to make up for it with more diligent training, but the master doesn't care about his slow and refined martial arts cultivation, and just said lightly: "This is back to basics, you don't need to care." ”

Tie Nu doesn't understand what it means to return to the basics, only knows that this is a mysterious and mysterious martial arts realm, there are only five people in the world of half-immortals, and the Great Zhou Dynasty occupies three of them, and among the top ten masters in the rankings, the other seven are probably such a realm, under the half-immortals in the world, it is to return to the basics. What the master said was always so mysterious, and the iron anger who was not old enough to understand it couldn't understand it at the time. I always feel that the master is comforting himself, there are countless registered disciples of Sword Immortal Mao Wind and Rain in Jiatie City, but he is the only real disciple, how can he be virtuous. What kind of talent is qualified to be a master's apprentice?

The more I thought about it, the harder I became, swinging my sword day and night, and practicing my sword day and night. But he couldn't see the hope of his swordsmanship entering the house. Although Shizun never said anything about him, and never thought of changing to a new disciple, he was as gentle and kind as ever, but the more he was like that, the more guilt he felt in his heart, and even when he walked on the street, he felt that the people around him were looking at him with disdain and sighs.

Until a year ago, when he stood on the tower of the Iron City, looking at the scenery of the mountains, green mountains and green waters in the distance. Sword Immortal Mao Fengyu handed him his saber.

It was indeed the sword of the world's sword immortal grass wind and rain, but it was just an ordinary and ordinary ordinary iron sword.

Iron Fu didn't understand it since he was a child, why did a world-famous sword immortal like his master use a bland mortal iron long sword, wouldn't it become a flaw in his body in the hand? But after he took the sword, for some reason, he had an inexplicable sense of intimacy.

Because it's ordinary, because it's ordinary, because it's too ordinary compared to those peerless famous swords. Holding it in your hand, there will be no pressure, and even the hilt of the sword still has the temperature of Shizun's palm, holding it in your hand. It's as if he's always by his side.

That night, he stood at the head of the armored iron city that swung his sword countless times, and he still drew his sword against the picture of the starry plain.

That sword cut off the moonlight, and because of the reflection of the bright moon, it showed a silver-white sword aura. Covered with towers, earth-shattering.

That sword really achieved the legendary return to the basics.

Iron Fury martial arts attainments, penance for more than ten years, finally reached the peak.

Born pure, a sword to the truth.

That night, in a place he couldn't see, Sword Immortal Mao stood far away on the other side of the head of the Iron City, looking at each other from a distance, with a smile on his face.

The next day, the master asked him to take the ordinary iron sword and walk the world.

He kept walking, walked through a lot of places, saw a lot of people and worldliness, and then he came to Jinggu Town.

He stood in the crowd, like the young man in the black and white Taoist robe who walked down from Mt. Akina, looking at the purple-shirted boy in the ring.

His expression was very calm, while the young man in the black and white robe had a complicated expression.

Farther away, a delicate little monk in a robe looked at this place in surprise.

They all looked at the purple-shirted young man with black hair like a waterfall in the ring.

……

Although the night was dark, some people still saw the blood flowing from the corner of Wang Zhiyin's mouth and screamed. Most of the audience's expressions were incredible, after all, Wang Tiezhang's reputation in the rivers and lakes has been accumulated for several years, and his martial arts attainments are all mysterious, ranking seventh in the entire Great Zhou Dynasty, how can he be injured? And judging from his performance just now, it was very normal, as soon as this purple-shirted boy appeared, it caused blood to bleed from the corner of his mouth, why is this?

The people around him were dumbfounded, but Su Zhu in the ring was expressionless, and the purple-shirted boy just looked indifferently at Wang Tiezhang, who had reached the realm of returning to the basics, if he dared to confide half a threatening word in his mouth, he would not hesitate to do it, no matter what seventh master of martial arts, what iron palm opened the dragon, how many times could he jump in his hand?

Wang Zhiyin had already restrained the horror in his heart, although he didn't know what the origin of the young man in front of him was, and where this martial arts came from, but he could keenly judge that as long as this young man was there, he could keep that little girl worry-free, and naturally he would not be stubborn anymore, shook his head silently, and then sat down.

Su Zhu turned his head and said to Jiang Yueyue, "Let's go." ”

The girl in the moonlight nodded slightly.

The name of the Snow Shadow Knife was exposed after all, in the end, there is also this girl's own responsibility, why can the news of the Treasure Knife be leaked so carelessly? And in front of so many people? In short, the Snow Shadow Knife is afraid that it will spread in the hands of the girl in red clothes, but Su Zhu will not be afraid of anything, it is just troublesome. The Iron Palm King's silent shaking of his head faintly made Su Zhu understand something, and he didn't continue to pursue the middle-aged uncle, but was only ready to leave here with Jiang Yueyue.

Although he caused a lot of frightened eyes, he was keenly aware that there were still a lot of greedy eyes following him, and the purpose was already obvious, that is, to come at the peerless treasure knife on Jiang Yueyue's waist! The snow shadow knife that set off a bloody storm in the martial arts back then!

The woman in red didn't notice this, but she already knew that she lacked heart, and Su Zhu didn't say anything, if she came to be an ordinary martial artist. That's the whetstone for this girl's growth, if there are some powerful characters, such as the black-clothed assassin who was called a ghost assassin killed on the roof the day before yesterday, then Su Zhu will do it himself. It's just a wave of your sleeves.

Passing by the restaurant where he borrowed wine before, the purple-shirted boy casually glanced around, the moonlight was white in the night, but he didn't see the little monk who was meditating with the Buddha name.

From the stable in the alley, Su Zhu took out two skinny horses that were temporarily staying here. Skinny horses are inferior horses, they are not good horses anyway, but judging from the shyness in their pockets, they really can't afford to buy two more horses, Jiang Yueyue doesn't know if she was frightened by Wang Tiezhang's cold face before, and she didn't say a word along the way, she looked depressed, probably disappointed in the sacred figure in her heart, and rode the horse with her head drooping, following behind Su Zhu.

"Are you disappointed in that Wang Zhiyin?" Riding on the horse, Su Zhu asked casually. In this way, the two of them went in the direction outside Jinggu Town in the middle of the night, straight to Yangzhou.

The little girl nodded vigorously.

"Actually, he might be trying to protect you."

"Huh?" Jiang Yueyue was stunned.

At this moment, the moon was dark and the wind was high, and it was the night of murder, and countless people suddenly rushed out of the forests on both sides of the road, mostly people from the rivers and lakes, dressed in strange clothes, and surrounded the two of them.

"Whoa." Su Zhu pointed at them and turned his head, "That's the case." ”

……

On the edge of the martial arts ring at the entrance of Hanyun Academy, the Iron Palm King Zhiyin in the spectator seat wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. Sitting on the chair, the great Confucian Si Hongrui on the side said with some concern: "Wang Tiezhang, are you okay?" ”

"Nothing, nothing." Wang Zhiyin shook his head. Glancing at Wu Ram, who was looking at him with complicated eyes and then quietly leaving, the junior probably felt that his behavior just now was really not in line with the appearance of a senior master, but he couldn't explain it, after all, it was his fault that exposed the snow shadow knife, which can be regarded as a punishment.

Suddenly, Wang Zhiyin muttered: "Jiang Yueyue? It's not that unfamiliar...... Wait a minute. River? Her surname is Jiang? Could it be ......" His expression changed suddenly, and he kept muttering the three words Jiang Yueyue in his mouth, and finally thought of the purple-shirted young man with black hair like a waterfall, and he was a little relieved. Although I thought of some things that were suspected of being hidden in the rivers and lakes, it might not be as bad as I thought, even if it was true, judging from the unfathomable profundity shown by the young people around the girl, it might not be so troublesome, since the Snow Shadow Knife was given by the Sword Saint Zhao Er, it must not be left unasked, and now that the news of the Snow Shadow Knife is exposed, this third-ranked half-immortal in the world may also appear.

In the crowd, the iron anger that saw the wisp of blood at the corner of Wang Tiezhang's mouth did not show the same shocked expression as the others, but only showed a faint disappointment. Since he entered the world, after a sword to the peak, he has stepped into the realm of returning to the basics, and there is no one of his peers who can challenge him, whether it is Wu Gongyang, a first-class master, or Jun Nianxi, who has never been able to take that step on the hurdle of returning to the basics, it is not enough to become his opponent, and the mysterious little monk is too young, and he refuses to accept the challenge of iron anger under the name of his family, and the realm of Buddhist monks is always ups and downs and unstable, Iron Fury, who has never been able to find a suitable opponent, came to Jinggu Town.

He, who had already defeated countless martial arts seniors, had the same original purpose as Jun Nianxie, who was in black and white robes, to challenge this martial arts master.

It's almost impossible to win, but when you reach the level of Iron Fury, it's no longer meaningful to fight ordinary warriors.

But now, the Iron Palm King's Hidden was shocked by a nobody? Tie Nu didn't know if this was Wang Zhiyin, a martial arts master, acting, but he had now lost interest in Wang Zhiyin.

Born Pu, no matter how you look at the iron anger of the sword to the truth, you can't see through the purple-shirted boy.

He turned around, and the light of the lanterns around him was still bright, but little by little he disappeared into the crowd, and there was no trace. (To be continued.) )