"Broken Waves, you white-eyed wolf!" Seeing Broken Waves abandon himself and turn around and run away, Dugu Ming scolded loudly. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Wang Chan glanced at Duan Lang, did not immediately set off to chase after him, turned to look at Dugu Ming and Shi Wuzun, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, as if he was smiling.

You don't have to fly faster than bullets, you just need to fly faster than your companions.

......

Outside the city, Shilipo, Chunshui River, by the ancient bridge.

The sunset could see the broken waves kneeling on the ground, but he couldn't see the figure in the ancient bridge in front of him.

The old bridge is eerie and dark.

The figure inside seemed to be one with it, but it exuded a fierce sword aura, which made people dare not look up.

Broken Lang lowered his head and said: "Qi Qi Sword Saint, I was suddenly attacked when I met with the young city lord and the three of them in Xinghua Tower, that person's martial arts are strong, and the strength of the three of us is still not his opponent, I desperately escaped, in order to ask you to rescue the young city lord and them." ”

Sword Saint, there is only one person in today's martial arts who can afford these two words, Dugu Jian.

In the darkness, the Sword Saint's cold eyes glanced at him, and coldly spit out four words: "You are injured." ”

Broken Waves buried his head lower on the ground, and said: "My little injury is nothing, but I failed to protect the young city lord, and I can't escape the blame for Broken Waves!"

The Sword Saint snorted coldly, pressed the sword, and immediately sank into the ground with the sword sheath.

His sword is the Peerless Divine Sword. The treasure of the Wushuang City faction, passed down from the ancestor of the opening mountain, broken stones and broken boxes, can be broken by blowing, and it is a peerless divine soldier.

At this time, the Sword Master suddenly drew his sword out of its sheath and danced out of thin air, immediately emitting a tepid cyclone.

This cyclone seems to be tepid, but the power contained in it is extremely terrifying, and Broken Wave's body immediately tensed, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind.

To escape, or not to escape?

Or, a desperate blow!

Broken Wave's eyes were red, his face was ruthless, and at this moment, he saw that the momentum was suddenly divided into two ways, pulling and pushing, and Broken Wave, who was kneeling on the ground, immediately felt that his strength was overwhelming.

"When the incompetent die, they die, and my Dugu family has never had waste. ”

The Sword Master glanced at Broken Waves and said unhurriedly, "Do you think I'll be angry with you for Ming'er's death?"

After speaking, Broken Lang suddenly felt a depression in his chest, and finally spit out the blood stasis in his body.

Only then did the Sword Master suddenly stop his sword momentum, and the cyclone disappeared with it. Sword Saint said: "Endure internal injuries, damage your vitality, I am more optimistic about you than Ming'er." ”

Seeing that his complexion had improved, he looked up at the Sword Saint and said gratefully: "Thank you Sword Saint! ”

The Sword Master looked into the distance and said slowly, "You just need to remember what you said today." ”

At this time, the bottom of the stone bridge was cut by the sword qi, and the sand and stones couldn't stop spilling, but when it reached half a foot in front of the sword saint, it was forced away by an invisible qi.

Seeing this, Broken Lang couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart: "The sword saint's skills, he is truly extraordinary, and the magic is unpredictable, but for decades, he has lived in a barren mountain, indifferent to the world, and is respected by people in the martial arts, and this time he stepped on the rivers and lakes, it seems that he is not just here for revenge ......and revenge."

There is no waste in the Dugu family, and the dead people, whether they are Dugu Ming or "Dugu Fang", are naturally no longer the children of the Dugu family, and the Sword Saint naturally cannot go out of the mountain for them this time.

"Only by putting a long line can you catch a big fish, so people don't deceive me. A chuckle rang out.

At this moment, there was a sudden "boom", and the entire stone bridge collapsed, and the rubble splashed.

Seeing this, Broken Lang hurriedly shouted loudly: "Sword Saint be careful!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a figure like a flying eagle, soaring into the sky in the flying rubble.

Seeing this scene, Broken Lang suddenly remembered a sentence: On the rivers and lakes, there is a person and a sword who can boast of dominating the martial arts.

People are the heroes of the world.

The sword is the treasure of the unparalleled city, the unparalleled sword!

The Peerless Sword is already extraordinary, but now it has fallen into the hands of the Sword Saint, and with one blow, it has almost the power of the Devil Crying God!

The Sword Saint broke through the air with his sword, and at this moment, Broken Wave raised his head violently, only to see a row of sharp Mao bamboos whizzing over his head, stabbing straight into the Sword Saint in mid-air.

In the whistling sound, a sword light lit up, and dozens of sharp bamboos immediately broke into two, all inserted into the surrounding earth, and the sword master fell to the ground at the same time.

Juggernaut slowly raised his head and looked into the distance.

The gaze of the sword penetrated the Chunshui River and fell into the bamboo forest on the other side of the river.

The emerald green bamboo swayed in the wind, as if it also felt the killing intent that filled the heavens and the earth. The bamboo leaves flew away, and a figure slowly walked out of the bamboo forest.

The Sword Master looked at the young man who appeared in front of him, and his eyes fluctuated for the first time, but they soon disappeared.

He has his pride.

The sword master stretched out his index finger and middle finger, arrogant as a sword, raised everywhere, "poof", the sword qi burst out, and he had already hit a pit three steps in front of Wang Chan.

The sword saint sword qi is so freewheeling, it can be seen what level of skill has been reached, and the broken waves on the side were shocked when they saw this scene, but when he saw Wang Chan's reaction, he was only shocked.

I saw that Wang Chan's face remained unchanged, and he didn't care at all about this sword qi that could take people's lives at any time, and continued to walk forward.

"Who are you?" said the Sword Saint in a deep voice, he really couldn't guess Wang Chan's identity, when did such a powerful young man appear on the rivers and lakes. In the eyes of the Sword Saint, the two people who are now in the limelight in the rivers and lakes, Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun, compared to the man in front of him, are simply like three-year-old children.

Wang Chan did not answer.

The sword saint's eyes were cold, and his fingertips had already exuded a trace of sword qi, and he had decided to ask with a sword.

I saw that his index finger stretched out, and suddenly he vomited violently, and used the most bizarre and tricky style of the twenty-one swords of the Holy Spirit, Sword Three!

Three fierce spirits, with different speeds and directions, slammed towards Wang Chan.

"No matter who you are, you dare to appear in front of me after killing Ming'er, you are destined to not be able to leave alive today. ”

After finishing speaking, the three fierce qi overlapped each other, converging into a sword shape, which was even more powerful.

"The sentient sword is not my opponent, and it is taboo to underestimate the enemy. Wang Chan shook his head slightly, and the whole person suddenly turned into an afterimage and disappeared directly in place.

The incomparable sword qi pierced the afterimage, and Wang Chan had already arrived in front of the sword saint.

I saw him wave his hand into a knife and slash forward.

The Sword Saint's pupils contracted, and he saw a black light light up, and he hurriedly retreated, although the sword strength did not enter his internal organs. But I felt a sweetness in my throat, and I opened my mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Seeing this scene, Broken Lang took a long breath and muttered, "How is it possible?

The Sword Saint was also inexplicably surprised in his heart.

He learned swords at the age of five, became famous at the age of nine, and comprehended the way of the sword at the age of thirteen. Today, he missed the junior, and he couldn't help but be shocked, and the unparalleled sword was unsheathed.

I saw a flash of light, and the sword saint suddenly burst out, and the sword net was pressed down all over the sky, and it was the sword eighteen of the Holy Spirit Twenty-one Sword.

"Draw the sword mercilessly, this kid is dead. Broken Waves was shocked. (To be continued.) )