In the martial arts, there are countless strange people!

There is a kind of person who is invincible when he has the will to fight!

If he has no will to fight, he is just an old man who dies of grief!

On the rivers and lakes, almost everyone thought he was dead!

But a few people know that he is still alive.

Bai Feiyun is one of them!

In this river and lake, if you want to talk about myths, there are really too many for thousands of years. But the only thing that can make Bai Feiyun admire is only two people!

Great Brahma!

Nameless!

Only these two people can afford it!

And now, there is only one living myth. And this is Bai Feiyun's next goal.

The legendary Heavenly Sword, he really wants to know how strong the other party is!

At the same time, he also wanted to see how strong the arrows of the Great Brahma were!

The fire unicorn was injured a total of two times in the original book!

Once was injured by Yu Yue, that is, Yu Chuchu's father, it was just an accident, but it was just a few points of blood that created a unicorn arm. And the other one, the Great Brahma!

Nine big arrows, seriously injuring the divine beast Fire Qilin!

A true qi is still immortal for thousands of years!

Flood the Buddha's knee and burn Lingyun Cave! This is the origin of this sentence, the strength of the Nine Heavens Brahma Arrow still exists in the body of the Fire Qilin, so that it can only stay in the Lingyun Cave and sleep. Only when the tide rises and floods into the Lingyun Cave will the Fire Qilin who is sleeping in the Lingyun Cave wake up and recuperate!

And with two hundred years of internal strength in his body, even the shadow clone technique has been used, coupled with the combination of the current strongest attack sword technique Flying Immortal and thunder and lightning, Bai Feiyun is only injured by the fire qilin, a little flesh wound. When the fire unicorn was furious, he had no choice but to escape.

Compared to that great Brahma, the gap is definitely not small!

If you want to find Nameless, you must first find Jian Chen!

But, there is one person who knows the nameless figure!

Perhaps, there is one more person who knows!

He's got the best of the day!

He's done his best!

He is proficient in Zhou Yi, the Emperor's Book of Classics, Ziwei Doushu, and Liuren Shenshu

However, he fled into the ruined temple and fell to the statue without supporting it.

Outside, it was pouring rain, lightning and thunder. Inside, the idol had a hideous face, as if they were whispering softly, whispering in his ear. Covered in stinking blood, he looked extremely helpless and rolled on the ground in pain.

"God, I have calculated all my life, pointed out the maze for the world, and helped the trouble, am I wrong? Am I really wrong? ”

He's a**, he's rebelling. However, it was all meaningless, and it could not make him suffer even a little.

A bolt of lightning blasted into the temple, blasting the ground beside him into the dirt.

"Yes, it's him," he remembered, from an incident many years ago.

"**, as soon as you encounter a storm, you will turn into a dragon. It's a pity, it's a pity it's too late, he's already got the storm"

He climbed in front of the idol and looked up at the idol: "It's wrong, it's me who is wrong, it's all me who is wrong"

Then the light of thunder and lightning outside, I could see his appearance clearly. There are piles of poisonous sores on the face, and the blood pus is covered in the face, which is extremely hideous and terrifying. In the midst of this wail, all the poisonous sores on his face burst, and thousands of bloody arrows splashed up, which was so miserable that people did not dare to look at it.

This is retribution, the retribution of revealing the heavenly machine!

"It's too painful, it's too painful, God, help me"

"I'll save you!"

At the entrance of the temple, a voice appeared.

"You, who are you?" The man in the temple seemed to be in a trance.

"As long as the hero is dead, the signs of your heavenly leakage should be able to eliminate a lot." The man at the door said.

The people in the temple said excitedly: "Xiongba died? Dominating you? Why can't I count your origins? Maybe, maybe it really can! Yes, maybe some people can kill the hero! ”

"Mud Bodhisattva, make a deal, I want to know where the nameless is! At the same time, a year later, Xiongba died! The man at the door said.

The mud bodhisattva sat on the ground, panting, obviously hurting too much this time.

"Who the hell are you?"

"Me? Bai Feiyun! The man at the door said.

"Bai Feiyun? Bai Feiyun? The mud bodhisattva said it twice, and then his eyes lit up: "Are you the new mad god who has emerged on the rivers and lakes in the past two months?" ”

"Mad God?" Bai Feiyun put a big question mark on his head, obviously not very understanding how this nickname came from.

The mud bodhisattva smiled dryly, but after laughing, it seemed to involve the poisonous sores on his face again, and he suddenly bared his teeth uncomfortably.

"According to the people of the rivers and lakes, the fanatics are debauchery, that is, the lone party of Wushuang City and the male hegemon gang leader of the Tianxia Association have never been taken into the eyes of the fanatics, this is the biggest joke in the rivers and lakes. Now it seems that this rumor is true, and besides, it is not a joke. "Mud Bodhisattva said.

Bai Feiyun nodded: "I really don't care about these two. If the hero returns to his vitality in three points, I may still be a little jealous. And Dugu Fang, if it weren't for the Sword Saint, how could he have the name he has now? I want to know more about the deeds of nameless, gods, and demons. Or the Shakti! ”

"Looks like you know a lot?" Mud Bodhisattva Road.

Bai Feiyun smiled: "Everything you should know, you know." What you shouldn't know, you know. The Nine Dragons are shocking, and the wind and clouds will swim in shallow water! Success is also stormy, defeat is also stormy! Words cannot be exhausted, everything is too exhausted, and fate will be dispersed! ”

The mud bodhisattva's face was full of horror and horror.

Those two sentences of criticism are the words he left, and Xiongba never knew it.

Xiongba asked him for approval, he said the first two sentences, and left two more sentences. And in the end, Xiongba fell on the last two sentences.

However, it has to be said that the male bully has the posture of a hero. killed the Huo family, but took in Bu Jingyun, the son of the Huo family. And from beginning to end, Xiongba defended everyone, including his own father!

After a while, Bai Feiyun thanked him, and the person had already drifted away.

Nameless has been floating in the rivers and lakes, and if there is a place to stay, it is the small stone house. There are more than a dozen spirit cards in it, which belong to his ancestors in Mufu. It's just that this place is secret, except for the people of the Mu family, no, there is only one Mu Yingxiong in the Mu family who can find here.

The spiritual seat at the front is written with the words 'Spiritual Seat of Beloved Wife Xiaoyu'.

A woman in her thirties gently patted the dust off the stage with a duster, and lit three pillars of incense and inserted it in the incense burner. She has been doing this kind of thing for more than ten or twenty years, and she has long been used to it.

It's a remote place, and only this one person is lonely.

She knew that maybe he was back, but he wouldn't see her! She's not in a hurry, he's not the one she's waiting for. And that one may never come back here! At that time, she would have waited and waited!

She has a name, called Xiao Yu.

It's a very common name, but it carries a heavy old age. There was once a girl named Xiaoyu who was poisoned, and it was for her death.

It hurts, it's him outside the house!

In this way, the inexplicable swordsmanship has one more trick and the grief is inexplicable!

This move, in the hands of Bu Jingyun, blocked the fire eclipse of Nanlin's sword!

More than ten years ago, he wanted to change his life against the sky. But now, he admits that he is Xing Guxing's life. Even if another Xiao Yu was in front of him, he didn't dare to approach.

"It's bitter for a while, it's not bitter! A lifetime of bitterness is the real bitterness! A voice sighed.

"Really?" An old deep voice replied, and there didn't seem to be a real answer in his tone.

A child asked, "Master, what is a moment of suffering, a lifetime of suffering?" Will I be bitter in the future? ”