Chapter 380: Sunset in the West Mountain, the Myth of Martial Arts

Heavy fog fell in the Lingyin Temple, making this small mountain temple look beautiful.

Nameless sat quietly in the small pavilion, the hero sword was placed aside, and Nameless himself was drinking tea and looking at the scenery of the unlocked mountains and forests.

If it was this time in the past, Nameless would definitely be practicing swords with Bu Jingyun. And today is different from the past, Bu Jingyun has already gone down the mountain and Ghost Tiger to buy wine and meat, waiting to greet Nie Feng and his party.

Lingyin Temple is hidden in the mountains, and now there is only a nameless person present in the huge temple. If ordinary people live in this uninhabited deep mountain, they must be in an irritable mood, but the nameless heart is like stopping water, and only in this deep mountain can they experience the way of the sword.

Nameless drank his tea with a smile on his face. Now his injuries are 80% better. As long as it goes down for another two months, the former Heavenly Sword will be able to deserve its name again.

"Buzz Buzz"

The hero sword on the table suddenly roared and shook violently.

"Huh!" The hero sword flew out of its scabbard by itself under Nameless's gaze, spun around Nameless, and stood straight in front of Nameless.

Nameless gently put down the teacup in his hand, and shifted his gaze from the beautiful scenery of the mountains to the slightly trembling heroic sword.

"It's a pleasure to have friends from afar"

Nameless withdrew his gaze, then picked up the teapot and poured tea into an empty cup, pushing it to the empty seat across from him.

"Heavenly Sword Nameless really has some doorways, tell me, how did you find the old man!"

With the nameless movements, there were voices in the mountains, forests, temples, and the sky. The voice came from all directions, as if there were countless people standing in different places to speak.

"Nameless doesn't know, but Sword does! You see, it's protecting me! Nameless looked down at the hero sword, the sword trembled slightly, and the sound of the sword became higher and higher.

"Good tea!" As soon as Nameless's words fell, a person appeared directly on the empty stone bench opposite Nameless.

The man looked a little crazy, holding a teacup in his hand and sniffing with his nose. If modern people see it, they will definitely recognize this person as Li Liqun, who played the emperor in the storm.

"Why are you here?" Nameless ignored the sound of the sword, instead raised his teacup in a distant salute.

"Looking for someone" Emperor Shakti drank the tea in one gulp, then closed his eyes and felt the fragrance coming from his mouth.

"Step Shock?" Nameless looked at the person in front of him carefully, and the first thing that came to mind was the master that Bu Jingyun met in the Lingyun Cave.

Hearing the nameless words, Shakti shook his head and said; "No, I'm looking for you!"

"Find me!"

Nameless was even more strange when he heard it, because he had lived in seclusion for many years, and this person should be looking for a step! Find yourself what to do!

"Old man Emperor Shitian, little brother and I will go to Tianmen for a trip!"

Emperor Shakti lived for more than a thousand years, and this nameless dozens of years old was no different from a doll in his eyes.

"Huh!" Nameless smiled and shook his head, then looked at the sword beside him.

"Huh!" The heroic sword on the ground automatically flew into Nameless's hand, and Nameless just sat on the stone bench and nodded at Shakti.

"Please"

Nameless slowly stood up, then dragged the sword in one hand and walked out of the stop without looking back.

Looking at Nameless who was standing outside, Shakti poured himself another cup of tea and drank it, and then while talking about good tea, he lifted the hair on his head behind him and walked out of the pavilion.

"Inexplicable swordsmanship, inexplicable joy!" Nameless flicked the sword in his hand, and then slammed it to the ground.

The ground cracked directly, and one after another sword qi wiped the dew on the ground and headed towards the emperor from different angles.

The sword qi on the ground was constantly changing, twisting together for a while, and weaving into a large net for a while, making people dazzled.

"Bells and whistles!" Shakti pursed his lips disapprovingly, and stomped heavily on the ground.

As soon as Shakti stepped down, the ground suddenly set off a wave of energy, and this wave was like a ripple of water stirred up by throwing stones in the water, rippling towards the surroundings one by one.

The nameless sword qi of "Da Da Da" swarmed up, colliding in the ripples and making a clicking sound, and then disappeared invisibly, obviously falling behind in the confrontation with the energy wave.

Nameless frowned as he looked at the rushing air waves, and his body rose from the ground and stood directly in the air, avoiding the invasion of the waves.

"Click" waited until the energy disappeared and landed on the ground namelessly, a large stone more than a meter high behind him clicked, and then a gust of wind blew, and the large stone was turned into powder and dissipated in the majesty.

"Now you can go!" Emperor Shakti pointed behind the nameless and asked with a smile.

"It's not enough!"

Nameless let out a low shout, and the sword in his hand swung violently.

"Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect!"

Nameless kept wielding the sword, and with each swing, a sword composed of sword qi flew out of the hero's sword and swirled around Nameless's side. In just a few breaths, the long swords transformed into kung fu sword qi were as many as hundreds, all of which formed a sword world around the nameless body.

"Prepare more, I have a lot of time!" Emperor Shakti smiled and looked at Nameless, who was constantly accumulating, and instead of attacking first, he gave Nameless time.

"Woo woo woo" looked at the emperor's disapproving look, and he didn't speak. The sword in his hand danced faster and faster, and the energy between heaven and earth continued to converge on his sword, bringing countless sword qi to dance together.

"Take the sword, ten thousand swords return to the sect!" After a series of charges, Nameless, who had eight powers, gathered thousands of swords around him, and then shouted loudly, and the heroic sword in his hand pointed towards the emperor.

"The Sacred Heart is decided, and ten thousand people pierce the clouds!"

Looking at the flying sword qi, Emperor Shakti grabbed it with both hands, sucking all the mist in the air to his side, forming a series of ice swords.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding" The ice sword beside Emperor Shakti shot out and collided with the nameless sword qi.

The flying swords issued by the two were constantly fighting in the air, on the one hand, there were thousands of sword qi in the nameless, and on the other side was the Emperor Shakti, who had ten thousand cold ice swords by his side.

Nameless sword qi often shot down several ice swords in one piece, but as the scene stalemated, the ice swords that continued to fly out from behind Emperor Shakti made Nameless's face more and more ugly.

The nameless sword aura depends on him, but Shakti's icy sword is transformed from mist. So if this stalemate continues, Nameless knows that he has no chance of winning.

"Inexplicable swordsmanship, one sword becomes famous!" Knowing that he couldn't wait any longer, Nameless stepped a little longer, and his body passed through the sword composed of countless sword qi and cold ice, and shot straight towards the Emperor Shakti.

Nameless passed all the way, and countless sword qi gathered behind him, constantly fusing and blessing on the heroic sword.

Nameless flew faster and faster, and the hero sword in his hand suddenly turned into an illusory sword more than ten meters long.

Shakti stood silently, the icy sword beside him constantly dissolving under the nameless impact, but he stood there motionless.

"A sword to fame!" Nameless rushed in front of Shakti in an instant, and then stabbed out with a sword in his hand, stabbing straight into Shakti's chest.

"Ding!"

With a ding, the mist disappeared, and the sword qi beside Nameless also disappeared, and all the qiē around him returned to calm.

The two of them stood opposite each other, while Nameless held the long sword in his hand, the tip of which pressed against Shakti's chest but could not penetrate it. Because I don't know when, Shakti's chest has been wrapped in blue ice, and it is difficult for the heroic sword to reach the blue ice.

Nameless looked at Emperor Shakti's chest with confidence, you must know that now he has recovered his eight successful powers, and this sword is an immortal golden body without a god, and Nameless is confident that he can cut through it with one sword.

"Boring!"

Shakti looked down at the tip of the sword on his chest, and then punched out in Nameless's wide eyes, slamming it into Nameless's chest and sending Nameless vomiting blood upside down.

"Ahem" fell to the ground namelessly and clutched his chest, while mouthfuls of blood were constantly coughed up.

Although Shakti's martial arts are the same as Nameless in terms of class, after all, there is a difference of two small stages between S- and S+, and this is not a fantasy world where strength can break out at every turn.

So Nameless was defeated, and it was badly defeated.

"If you want to find no name, come to Tianmen Emperor Shakti"

The Lingyin Temple was once again silent, and two lines of large characters were clearly engraved on the stone pillars of the pavilion