Lu Hao left on purpose.

In this battle, not only the Iron Hand Society was exposed, but his identity was inevitably revealed.

Staying in the caravan increases the danger of being exposed, so it is better to leave and go alone.

Anyway, his strength, the average Vicious Barbarian Pattern Warrior, is not afraid at all.

Moreover, in the past two days, he has followed the caravan and gained a lot.

The map, in his arms, the route, in his mind, the plan, has also taken shape.

He did not go directly from the canyon, but climbed the mountains on both sides of the canyon.

These mountains were split by the Xuanyuan Holy Emperor with a sword, standing on the top of the mountain, looking at the smooth cliff, Lu Hao's heart was surging, and he almost wanted to look up to the sky and howl.

He didn't rush to move, but on the top of the mountain, he carefully experienced the sword intent.

As the sun set, a cloud of residual red hung in the sky, and Lu Hao stood on the top of the mountain, silently observing.

The night is low, the crescent moon is like a hook, the stars are brilliant, Lu Hao is still standing, and he only feels that there is a wonderful artistic conception in his chest.

After this artistic conception was generated, it slowly gathered into his mind.

The cave void eyes seemed to be "buzzing", and without waiting for Lu Hao's urging, they started to operate by themselves.

Then, Lu Hao saw a strange picture.

The mountains are like monsters, stretched before a man.

And on the other side of the mountain, the clouds were thick, and lightning and thunder roared.

The man raised his sword.

Seeing that sword, Lu Hao's heart jumped suddenly: He knows!

In the Demon Sealing Platform of Muye Ruins, the sword formed by the purple lightning that finally gave Qiu Yu a fatal blow is like this!

The sword is raised horizontally, then swung.

It didn't seem to be a gorgeous move, but there was a light that was more dazzling than lightning, spitting out from the sword.

At the same time, on the other side of the mountain, a huge shadow appeared, carrying thunder and lightning.

The shadow fades into a giant shield and an axe.

The sword light slashed through the mountains and collided with the giant shield and the giant axe!

The sky is cracking, the stars are falling, and the whole world seems to be a boiling pot!

"Wrong, you're wrong!"

Faintly, Lu Hao heard such a roar, coming from the shield and axe in the north.

Then, Lu Hao trembled, and his ghost eyes quickly retracted as if he had been frightened by something.

Lu Hao took a deep breath and spit out the turbid qi for a long time.

"Really...... Amazing sword!"

Not only is it a great sword, but the shield and axe on the opposite side are not much weaker than this sword!

It can even be said that the two sides are evenly matched.

The Xuanyuan Holy Sword is a sword, and it is so powerful that it has even formed the North Sword Gate Pass, and there is also the sword intent that has been passed down to this day.

But the master of the shield and axe, what did he leave behind?

In the legends of the Wuwei Empire, there is no record of the owner of the shield and axe at all.

Lu Hao just thought about it for a moment, and then he was completely immersed in the sword intent of that sword.

He was even a little strange, this sword intent clearly contained the profound mystery of martial arts, why there were so many martial artists coming and going to the North Sword Gate Pass, but not many people could understand it.

He didn't know that in order to be able to appreciate the martial arts contained in the sword intent, he needed a variety of conditions.

Powerful divine soul, observation ability similar to the Void Eye, genius comprehension ability, and dedication to martial arts.

These can be said to be indispensable.

He was so immersed in it that he didn't know the passage of time in the outside world.

When he came back to his senses, he found that he had become a snowman.

It turned out that at the traces of his realization, the sky changed drastically, and the sky was full of snow, but he still didn't know.

The snow that fell covered him with a thick layer.

"Whew!"

After letting out a sigh, Lu Hao suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed.

The laughter shook the snowflake bunches, and the snow piled up on the cliffs on both sides of the Jianmen Pass Valley also began to avalanche locally!

Lu Hao stopped laughing a little embarrassed, turned around, looked for a way, and prepared to leave.

But this time, he froze.

Because, not far behind him, a man was standing.

Chen Ming!

"Master Chen, why are you here?" Lu Hao asked in surprise.

"I arrived here three days ago, you stupid snowman, others can't find it, will I still not find it?" Chen Ming pointed to the monkey on his shoulder.

Little Wukong looked at Lu Hao with a resentful expression, during this time, Lu Hao had been in a state of epiphany, and he had completely forgotten about it.

However, it is precisely because of it that Chen Ming can find here.

"Ahaha......" Lu Hao snorted.

Chen Ming looked at him with a monster-like look, and after a long time, he said, "There was sword intent in your laughter just now...... Could it be that you have comprehended the sword intent of the Holy Emperor?"

Lu Hao was taken aback.

He was indeed very perceptive, but he had never learned a sword before, so that sword intent could not be revealed.

But he didn't think about it, he just laughed, and let Chen Ming see it.

"I have a little feeling, but I can't say it......"

"If you can say it, it won't be sword intent, tsk, I originally wanted you to come into contact with kendo after you reach the innate realm...... Now it seems that it has to be sooner. ”

Lu Hao was happy when he heard this, among the enemies he fought with, there were also those who used swords and swords to use weapons, and he only relied on a pair of fleshy palms to fight before, and suffered a lot of losses.

"But ......"

Chen Ming was a little hesitant again, Lu Hao looked at him like this, where could he wait, and hurriedly stepped forward and saluted: "Master Chen, you can teach me, please teach me!"

They were very close, and this almost false plea was not annoying.

Chen Ming smiled, but between his eyebrows, he was even more sad.

"I'm in great trouble, if you learn swordsmanship from me...... These troubles may go to you, look at my hands!"

He stretched out his two hands to Lu Hao, and the index fingers of both hands were all cut off, and at the wound, there was a faint gray-black.

"It was cut off by that trouble, so that I could never use the sword again for the rest of my life. ”

"That trouble, it has something to do with the Lang family, Lang Wanzhi was killed by me, even if I don't learn the sword from Master Chen, trouble, sooner or later he will come to me!" Lu Hao said frankly.

Hearing Lu Hao admit that he killed Lang Wanzhi, although he had already guessed in Chen Ming's speculation, he still shook his head: "You shouldn't say this thing!"

Lu Hao smiled and said nothing, of course he trusted Chen Ming before he would say this.

Chen Ming glanced at him again, and then said, "Kneel!"

Lu Hao took two steps back, and then fell down in the snow.

What Chen Ming did for him deserved his worship, and the swordsmanship that Chen Ming wanted to pass on to him also deserved this worship!

With his knees, he can not kneel to the emperor of the empire and the king of Tiance, but he can't not kneel to those who are kind to him and preach to him!

"My sword skills, called Legendary, originated from Zhenwulou...... If you don't reach the Innate Realm, you can't reach it originally, but now I pass it on to you, you have to remember that the sword in our hands is used to protect the human race!"

"Yes, the sword in our hands is used to protect the human race!" Lu Hao repeated.

Although it was an ordinary sentence, it made his heart surge, and he felt that the sword intent hidden in his mind seemed to resonate with it!