Chapter 390: Dream Scene! (Part II)

Bang--

When the boy's body fell to the ground on his back, the body of the Sword Master also jumped up and jumped over the wooden table and landed in front of the woman.

"Jian'er~"

Seeing her son die in front of her, the woman could no longer bother to cover her chest, and with a panicked face, she was about to bypass the sword master and run towards the boy's body.

But the moment she bypassed the Juggernaut, the Juggernaut jerked up his hand and grabbed her shoulder, pressing her to the table.

......

After a long time, the Sword Saint's eyes showed a cold light, and a finger pierced the woman's heart from the woman's bare smooth back. Then he slowly walked out of the wooden house and looked at the sky.

He wanted to do this eight years ago.

It's a pity that at that time, he was comprehending Sword Twenty-two.

I don't know how long it took, looking at the sword master in the clouds in the sky, he couldn't help but think of the past that had been sealed by him for a long time.

At that time, he was still an eight-year-old boy who had just died and personally kicked his parents out of Wushuang City.

After he drove his parents, who were only thinking about the city lord's order, out of Wushuang City, he began to learn swords from a man. The man was his grandfather's bodyguard and the father of a girl.

And that girl is his pro-plum sweetheart.

From a young age, he knew that he would marry this woman in the future.

Sure enough, as he thought, this man entrusted his daughter to him before he died.

It's a pity that at this time, in order not to let distracting thoughts disturb his sword practice, he had already taken the sixth Ruthless Pill.

This ruthless pill was personally handed over to him the day before his grandfather was killed by his father.

Now, he has really broken his love.

Everything in this world could not cause the slightest fluctuation in his sword heart.

After the man's death, the woman originally thought that the Sword Master would marry her, so she waited bitterly.

But the woman could not have imagined that she had finally waited for the person who married her, but the groom was not a sword master.

It's a man she's never seen before.

On the night of the wedding, she cried all night in her new house.

And the Sword Saint, who had broken off his love, was also in the distance, watching the wedding room and standing all night.

At this point, he forgot his surname and his name, and only remembered the name he took when he defeated the first swordsman in the world when he was ten years old.

Juggernaut!

When the Juggernaut recalled this, Nameless was also living an ordinary life with his wife.

Only...... Jiang Fei is killing people!

At this moment, Jiang Fei's eyes were already blood-red. In front of him, there lay a hundred or so corpses in a terrible state of death.

Dark red plasma slowly soaked the ground.

And in the process, accompanied by the gasps of many people.

These people were standing opposite Jiang Fei at the moment, and the person at the head was very conspicuous. for he was clothed in robes, and the crown of his head was clean.

Looking at Jiang Fei, who was covered in blood more than ten meters away, the monk's face was full of fear and doubt.

He didn't understand why everyone had taken the poison, but the general had nothing to do.

"Are you sure he's drugged?"

The monk whispered to the black-clothed masked warrior behind him.

"Don't worry, I watched him drink it with my own eyes!"

The warrior replied confidently.

As soon as his words fell, Jiang Fei, who was at least thirty meters away from here, suddenly set his eyes on him.

Just this sentence made Jiang Fei recognize the identity of that person.

Suddenly, Jiang Fei was furious, and then threw the sword in his hand towards this person with all his strength.

Whoosh –

After this person saw Jiang Fei's movements, his face under the black cloth was stunned, and then he sneered mockingly.

In his impression, there was no one in the entire Great Qing Kingdom who could throw a sword thirty meters empty-handed.

What's more, the person who threw the sword had just experienced a big battle.

As soon as he thought of this, he looked at Jiang Fei with a mocking look in his eyes.

And in his mocking gaze, Jiang Fei's sword came to him in an instant as if it was like an arrow from a string.

At that moment, he only heard the sound of "��", and the three-foot long sword pierced his chest.

The force of the sword carried him flew out upside down, flying out of seven or eight meters, and then plunged heavily into the ground.

"Poof—"

The warrior couldn't help but breathe a mouthful of blood mist out of his mouth, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

And at this moment, Jiang Fei suddenly felt that the strength in his body had recovered again, and the scene in front of him was like a mirror, clattering and shattering.

In the blink of an eye, he found himself high in the sky. The surrounding scene has also changed from a mountain trail to a sea of blue skies and clouds.

Jiang Fei's mind moved slightly, and he instantly realized that the scene he had encountered before was a dream.

As soon as he thought of this, he turned his head to look, only to see the Sword Saint and Nameless suspended in the air beside him, and there was no god in their eyes. It's as if their time is forbidden.

Seeing this, Jiang Fei couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "It's such a dream technique, and even a certain person has unknowingly fallen into the Tao!"

As soon as the words fell, he looked to the ground, and saw that halfway up the Hukou Valley, the woman had fallen to the ground at some point. And there was already a faint corpse aura on her body.

At this moment, the voice of the Sword Saint appeared in Jiang Fei's ears.

"Master Jiang Fei, when did you wake up from that dream?"

Jiang Fei turned around and saw the Sword Saint looking at him.

For some reason, he always felt that the Sword Saint was different from before, and there seemed to be a lot less anger between his eyebrows and eyes.

"Could it be that this has something to do with Juggernaut's experience in a dream?"

Thinking of this, Jiang Fei replied indifferently, "A certain person has just woken up." ”

When the Sword Saint heard this, he was about to speak, when he saw a figure suddenly flying towards them at an extremely fast speed.

In the blink of an eye, it was already flying to them.

It's the Immortal God!

As soon as the god stopped his body, he arched his hand and smiled, "You have woken up, can you fulfill your wish in your dream?"

When the Sword Saint heard this, he said, "Speaking of this, God is worshiped by the old man!"

As he spoke, he clasped his hands into fists and bowed deeply.

After raising his head, the Sword Saint couldn't help but stroke his beard and sighed: "The old man has always had a demon in his heart, which has also caused the old man to have a fatal flaw in his swordsmanship, and it is not until this moment that this demon finally disappears!"

The demon in his mouth was the woman.

As soon as the Sword Saint's words fell, Nameless, who had been silent, also nodded at God, and Gujing Wubo said, "Thank you!"

Although he is a zombie, Nameless does not have the violence of a zombie, but is still as indifferent as he was when he was alive.

And, deep down in his heart, there is still a place for his wife.

Therefore, he was grateful that God allowed him to spend a peaceful time with his wife in his dreams.

Seeing that these two of them thanked him, a faint smile appeared on God's old face. Then he looked at Jiang Fei, who was expressionless, and said, "Lord Jiang Fei, there is no one alive in the Soshen Palace now! The old man also left the three words Tianxia Hui in their minds, and when their corpses are transformed, they will automatically go to the Tianxia Society!"

Jiang Fei nodded when he heard this, and said, "Since there is no longer a living mouth in the Soshen Palace, and you must also know all the martial arts, then let's go to the next place!"

When the immortal god nodded, the sword saint frowned and said: "Speaking of which, in the old man's impression, there seems to be a sect in the West Lake area, and the master of the sect is known as 'poisonous impermanence', and it is rumored that no one in the world can solve the poison he has given!