Chapter 43: Thirty Years of Holding a Sword (First Update!)
The Malay Archipelago, also known as the South Sea Peninsula, is the largest archipelago in the world, located between the Pacific Ocean and the Indian Ocean, consisting of more than 20,000 islands with a total area of about 2.47 million square kilometers.
One of the archipelago's small islands stands out, full of buildings, like an Italian castle, surrounded by high mountains. Just looking at the surface, no one could have imagined that this is the 9 old nest of the international organization "Xingfeng" that shocked the whole world.
This place is full of all kinds of advanced equipment for surveillance, and if anyone wants to attack here, they may be blown to pieces by various firearms as soon as they step within a radius of 100 miles.
In the middle of the mountains, an old man stood on the top of the mountain, his black hair and shawl, but his temples were turning white. If you just look at the back, you will think that he is very young, but his face is full of wrinkles.
He was dressed in a black robe, and he held a long sword in his right hand, a very ordinary sword, there was no luster on the sword, and the sword body was black.
He just stood like that, standing motionless, looking like an ordinary old man, but after being connected to the sword, he had an indescribable charm. There was no wind around him, but it was full of indistinct sword momentum, the whirring sound was like the wind blowing, and the stones around him twenty meters were constantly torn apart by this invisible sword momentum, if someone appeared within these twenty meters, they would definitely be cut to pieces by the sword momentum.
For a long time, his brow moved
The thirteen wolves returned, and he stopped twenty meters away, his eyes always on the old man's hand holding the sword
"You're defeated?" the old man's voice was calm, as if he wasn't surprised
"Yes, I'm defeated" The voice of the thirteen wolves was still indifferent, but there was a hint of respect in that indifference, and the only person in this world who could make him respect was this immortal sword immortal - Tantai Annihilation.
"The grandmaster made a move?" "The Thirteen Wolves failed without looking back, although there are not many Grandmasters in Huaxia, none of them can compete with the Xuan.
"No, it was a young man who defeated me, a young man like me, he is not a grandmaster" The Thirteen Wolves can accept their defeat, and even accept their own death, but, he represents the destruction of the Ming Dynasty, and he failed, and his voice was very guilty.
The old man's eyes shrank slightly, and the invincible sword intent rose from his eyes, tearing through the sky. Only he knew how the Thirteen Wolves cultivated, he had not guided the cultivation of the Thirteen Wolves, he was just the guide of the Thirteen Wolves into the Dao. The thirteen wolves have endured the suffering of endless thunder bombardment, and only then have the achievements they have today, which have surpassed him and Li Tiandao back then.
He really couldn't think of anyone who could be stronger than the Thirteen Wolves, and if the Grandmaster didn't come out, who could defeat the Thirteen Wolves?
"What kind of person is that?" "What kind of person is that?" he wanted to know what kind of person could defeat the current Thirteen Wolves.
"He's a special guy and his ability to capture wins is above me"
The old man's hand holding the sword moved, and his heart seemed to be in turmoil, and his heart that had been calm for thirty years was in turmoil for the first time. He really couldn't figure out what kind of teenager it was.
In terms of his acumen for seizing the opportunity to win, he had never seen anyone stronger than the Thirteen Wolves, and even his lifelong opponents were not as good as the Thirteen Wolves. Because the thirteen wolves were raised by thirteen wolves before the age of ten, he was born a killer, a ruthless killer. But now that someone can beat the thirteen wolves in this regard, Yutai Ming's imagination of that young man is a little more.
"He, will be my lifelong opponent" The thirteen wolves clenched their fists, and Shi Xuan's indifferent face appeared in his heart, and he swore that he would definitely go to Huaxia again to defeat Shi Xuan.
"The opponent of life?" "The opponent of life?" "The eyes of the man became cloudy, and the figure of the man appeared in front of him, he seemed to recall the past again, with indescribable feelings on his face, it was his obsession, his lifelong obsession.
In order to cut off this obsession, he left Huaxia and went overseas, challenged countless masters, and established the huge power of "Xingfeng".
In order to cut off this fetter, this sword has been in his hand for thirty years, just to realize the supreme sword path and become a real sword immortal.
He endured loneliness, endured loneliness, whether it was eating, resting, or even solving a man's most primitive desires, his hand never left the sword. No one had ever walked into his heart for thirty years, and he had only a sword in his heart. The road is painful and lonely. So much so that at the age of sixty, his face was as old as eighty.
Now his apprentice is going to follow his old path again? The opponent of the thirteen wolves has also appeared? No, he can't let the thirteen wolves follow in his footsteps.
The heart of the Emperor was in turmoil, the sword momentum flew in the air, as if it was about to break through the clouds and break through the sky, an invincible belief came out of the old man, and the sword in the hand of the peerless sword fairy seemed to break out of the sheath.
The thirteen wolves felt the changes around him, and there was some pain in his cold heart, for the old man. He didn't know what kind of perseverance it was that made the old man's sword in his hand not leave for thirty years, but he knew that everything was because of the man on the top of Mount Tai, the man who was like a god and a demon.
Shi Xuan's figure couldn't help but appear in his heart, and at this moment he seemed to understand the old man a little bit and understand his feelings.
He didn't hate that man, but he was a lifelong friend and a lifelong friend of Tantai Ming, and only that man was worthy of being friends with him. But that man must also be killed by the Tai Ming Dynasty, otherwise the Tai Ming Dynasty will live in the shadows forever.
"When are you going to return to Huaxia?" the Thirteen Wolves asked indifferently.
"You seem to want me to go back?" "Zhantai Ming's heart calmed down, as long as he thought of that man, his ancient heart would set off ripples, he was used to it.
"Yes, I hope you will cut off your obsession as soon as possible and live for yourself" The voice of the thirteen wolves was very sincere, but he didn't know that this sentence deeply stung Yutai Mingming, he had lost himself in the past thirty years.
"Now is not the time"
"You're not sure you won?"
"As a swordsman, if you don't have the heart to win, you are not worthy of using a sword, I don't go out because of a promise, there are 65 days and 11 hours left until thirty years" Zhantai Zhanming has an indomitable confidence, he is always calculating the time, he has been improving every day for thirty years, he will definitely win.
"Tomorrow I will enter the Thunder Pool to cultivate, and then go to Huaxia with you" The thirteen wolves clenched their fists, and Shi Xuan's figure flashed in their eyes.
Zhantai Zhanming turned around for the first time, he looked directly at the thirteen wolves, he understood that the thirteen wolves had fallen into the devil, that young man was the demon in his heart, and the thirteen wolves had walked the road he had walked.
"You don't need to be like this, your life may not be held back by anyone, you can live the life you want" Yutai Xuanming's eyes flashed, he didn't want the thirteen wolves to follow in his footsteps.
"What I want in life is to defeat that young man - Shi Xuan" The thirteen wolves left, leaving with a stubborn figure, leaving with determination, starting from today, he will suffer inhuman torture in the next two months, just to quickly improve his strength and defeat the demon in his heart.
After a long time, a sigh came from the extinction of the platform
"I've been holding a sword for thirty years, just to cut my obsession, and now you're going to set foot on my path again?"