"Heh...."

Ming Bufan wanted to laugh inexplicably.

Gently picked up the broken sword and put it on his waist, just about to turn around and leave, he was a little dazed, he didn't expect that the enemy who was thought to be his lifelong enemy would die like this, as if he was joking with him, he gambled everything, and he didn't hesitate to kill the person who wanted to kill all his life, but he died so funny?

He suddenly lost the meaning of his life, and he was completely unaware of his return.

"Just help him fulfill this wish. ”

Ming Bufan suddenly thought of what would happen if it was Hong Qing who survived, he had a reason to become a sword saint, and did he have any reason to live?

Walking silently, no matter what happened to the strong man who didn't know his name, if he killed him, it would be nothing, after all, the other party also wiped out his enemies.

"Hey, boy, you forgot something. ”

A sentence suddenly came out, and Ming Bufan turned around in shock, looking puzzled.

What does he mean by that?

Although the other person didn't know what his identity was, Gu Yanming Bufan knew that it was the Holy Son of the Demon Sect, and the man who stepped on the long sword was even stronger, and most of them were also characters like the Holy Son.

Now that he has witnessed this man killing two holy sons, will he not be extinguished?

No matter how you think about it, the death of the Holy Son is definitely a very serious damage to the sect, although Ming Bufan does not know the extent of the organization of those monk sects.

His eyes met that Yao Chonghua.

Whispered a word:

"Won't you kill me?"

Yao Chonghua held the two spirit cores, and his palms flipped slightly, and the spirit cores disappeared in an instant, only to see the jade-like ring on his index finger glow slightly.

"Hehe.... Why should I kill you?" the corners of his mouth curled slightly, revealing a hint of a smile.

"I killed these two people because I needed two spiritual cores to improve myself, and I can't even look down on the cultivation of the low-level monk in front of you, let alone you, a mortal without a spiritual root. ”

"Also, this inheritance is also, I don't play with swords, what use do I want to come, I will give it to you, a mortal. ”

After that, Yao Chonghua's body flashed with golden light, and his figure leaped to the entrance of the cave in an instant.

"Goodbye ....."

Ming Bufan turned his head to see that there was no longer a figure.

"Inexplicable....."

"Most of them think that I can't influence him as a mortal, and I guess his status will not be low. ”

Ming Bufan shook his head, even if he could influence, how could he say that this person had removed a hidden threat that endangered Qiao'er, and he had saved his own life.

It's kind of lucky.

"This inheritance ....."

Ming Bufan looked at the phantom, originally there was some sense of wisdom at the beginning, but now he has changed into a puppet.

"Cloud Lonely ?!!"

A loud cry caused the phantom to come over.

"Can be inherited for !!" The phantom's lips opened, and it was a clear man's voice, which was quite a bit of vicissitudes.

"Of course!"

Ming Bufan raised his head, although he didn't know what the Skyclave powerhouse meant, but why not take what he could take for nothing.

The phantom glanced at Ming Bufan, his expression indifferent.

"But, how did you get my inheritance as a mortal?"

"Uh...."

Ming Bufan was almost choked, and mortals couldn't accept the inheritance?!!!!

"So how can we inherit ?!!!?"

Ming Bufan hurriedly shouted, and said in his heart, that person is going too fast, if you want to send him inheritance, it is better to take it directly like this, and then give it to him.

It's good now, I'm afraid no one will get it.

There was also a trace of doubt on the phantom face, even Lone Cloud Man could not have thought of this, a mortal actually entered the Bawu Divine Mountain, and also climbed the seventh order to his inheritance place.

"Uh-huh........."

The phantom's thinking is fixed, so it freezes.

"Yes, I can't get it. ”

Ming Bufan sighed, he didn't care about this inheritance, after all, he didn't need to kill anyone, and then help Hong Qing fulfill his last wish, just find a small town and live slowly, after all, the life span is only seven or eight years now, and the rest is still long.

As he said that, he was about to turn around, but the broken sword on his waist refracted a ray of brilliance, and he was instantly reflected in his eyes by the phantom.

"Broken ....... Love ......."

A sigh remembered.

Ming Bufan turned his head in an instant, and the voice was obviously from a living person.

I saw that the phantom's face was clearer, his brows were slightly furrowed, and his expression was sad.

"Facts are impermanent....... Is that the case again?"

looked at Hong Qing who was lying on the side, his white hair was scattered, and he had long since lost his life.

turned to look at Ming Bufan.

"Huh, subverted fate, Huangyang?"

The phantom muttered to himself, looking surprised.

A few breaths is calm.

"Well, let's just put the foundation of my life with you, it just so happens that his wish has not yet been fulfilled. ”

Before Ming Bufan could react, a mysterious light was cast, and Ming Bufan reflexively raised his hand to block it, but he didn't feel any feeling.

Only the short sword at his waist flew out and landed in the hands of the phantom.

"What's the name of this sword?"

"Qinghong!"

Ming Bufan also understood that this Lone Cloud Man was probably going to give him some special inheritance.

"Dusty Star Darkiron!!"

The lonely cloud man looked at Hong Qing's corpse again, and the cyan short sword on his waist made his eyes light up, and then pointed out, causing the short sword to fly over and fall into his hand.

"I didn't expect that the dark iron controlled by the divine beast in the belly of the Golden Jade Mountain in this legend could still be seen after my death, but it was forged in such a simple way, and it was a bit tyrannical. ”

"Golden Jade Mountain?" Ming Bufan's heart suddenly shook, the two spiritual treasures on his body were obtained from the Golden Jade Mountain, and now this seems to be an excellent dark iron, so they all point to the fortune teller.

Ming Bufan vaguely remembered that this dark iron was found in his iron ore the day after he was violently beaten by those exiled deserters, and when he thought about it, a terrifying thought suddenly came to his mind.

"Mo is not everything today, at that time it was already known by the fortune teller!!"

Thinking of the words and deeds of the person who left just now, this pointed to the fortune teller, and suddenly, Ming Bufan felt that all these times were empty, and they were all expected by others, how terrible it was.

"Boy, what's the name of this Dust Star Darkiron Sword. ”

The lonely cloud man said another word, calling back the extraordinary consciousness.

“........ It seems to be called ...... Blood. ”

This short sword, Hong Qing rarely used, so he couldn't remember it clearly.

"Qinghong, separated from blood........ It's a little bit like I felt back then. ”

Lone Cloud Man looked at Hong Qing, who was already dead.

"The obsession is still there, the obsession is still the same......"

As he spoke, a hallway exploded, filling the entire cave, and the brilliance was so strong that Ming Bufan couldn't open his eyes.

"Now, you are the !! Juggernaut"

After only one breath, the light dissipated, and Ming Bufan opened his eyes, but the picture in front of him shocked him.

A man with white hair was standing, holding the two swords in his hands, and that person was Hong Qing.

As soon as Ming Bufan wanted to call his name, he found those godless eyes.

"Still ....."

"Holy Forging Decisive - Yin and Yang Son and Mother Sword !!"

The phantom of Lone Cloud Man shouted, and his body exploded in an instant, turning into endless starlight and diffusing in this cave.

There was a tingling pain all over Ming Bufan's body, with an endless edge in this starlight, his body hurriedly retreated, standing outside the entrance of the cave, quietly watching all this.

Hong Qing's body also moved.

With a sword in one hand, taking advantage of the bright lights of thousands of stars, he danced a nameless sword trick, and in a moment of movement, he rioted with a sharp edge, and the waves rushed to the top.

The long sword was about the same length as the short sword because it was broken, and both of them emitted a white light all over their bodies, filling out with the tip of the sword.

Ming Bufan looked at it silently, and the power in it had naturally been seen, the power between a swing and a slash was infinite, and the edge between a stab and a pick was infinite, if Gu Yan was still alive, Ming Bufan dared to say that he would not live for a breath.

This is the name of the Sword Master, and this is just a wisp of residual thoughts left by him tens of thousands of years ago, and he himself is already dead.

Hong Qing's eyebrows did not move, his eyes penetrated the white light, his scattered white hair fluttered, a sword was green and rainbow, and a sword was bloody.

Ming Bufan noticed that every moment, the two long swords were constantly changing, and countless starlights merged into the two swords as if they were being pulled by Hong Qing's wave.

Looking at all this calmly, Ming Bufan let go of a trace of regret in his heart.

Time passed quietly.

The starlight of the cave has long disappeared, only that Hongqing is still dancing the sword, the light of the long sword in his hand has long been restrained, and his eyes are gradually dimming.

However, this sword trick is not over yet!!

A sword broke through the sky, and the sword qi was like a rainbow, piercing the top of the cave and flying into the endless clouds.

A sword slashes love, blood and light ripples, splitting the void, cutting off the endless silk.

"Swords into ....."

As soon as the long sword in Hong Qing's hand was retracted, two sword flowers turned into two sword flowers, piercing into the ground, and the moment his hand detached, his body turned into ashes and scattered.

Ming Bufan's expression trembled slightly, his steps were fast, and he stepped forward.

I saw two swords and a pitch-black spirit core left on the ground.

He gently picked up this spirit core, his heart was empty, he had not been so shaken when Hong Qing died, and this last sword dance made his heart tremble violently.

Hong Qing has become a sword master......

And what about him?

Silent for a long time.

Looking at the two swords, Ming Bufan was in a daze, and there was silence around him.

"My life ........."

Thundered!!!

At this time, a loud noise suddenly spread throughout this sacred mountain, and even the secret realm of Ming Bufan's inheritance trembled.

At the top of the mountain, the eighty-first steps, there is a bottomless hole, and a huge fireball floats above the entrance of the cave, which is the source of the illumination of the mountain all the time.

"Princess, you have committed a great accident this time!!!

An old man with a white beard flew out of the hole, his tone extremely angry.

"What a catastrophe, this Terran territory, I'll wait until I'm gone, !!"

Then a graceful woman flew out, it was a year ago, the woman who appeared in the Mulberry Bamboo City Lord's Mansion.

"It's been almost two years, and the nine yin hasn't been asleep, what can I do but take such a risk!!

With a casual sentence, the spiritual power exploded again, and the figure instantly flew out of the cave and glanced at it.

"Terrans!! even dare to disturb me!!!"

The roar was monstrous, bursting out on the top of the sacred mountain, shaking in all directions, and the clouds and mist in the sky were all scattered for a while, and the terrifying degree was almost the same as when the sacred mountain was born.