On this day, a spy of the World Association knocked on the door of Yin's mansion, didn't say anything, handed a wax pill to Qin Zhu, and said softly: "Give it to the gang leader immediately." ”

After saying that, he rode his horse away, Qin Zhu didn't dare to slack off, quickly found Xiongba, and handed over the wax pill to him.

Xiongba pinched open the wax pill, took out the note inside and unfolded it, only to see that there was only one line written on it: The target has reached twenty miles outside the town.

Xiongba's eyes flashed, and the corners of his mouth hooked up an inexplicable smile.

......

In the wilderness more than ten miles northeast of the town, there is a lonely tomb.

An old man wearing a blue and purple robe, with gray hair and beard, walked slowly to the grave and looked at the tombstone, only to see that the tombstone was engraved with "The Tomb of His Beloved Wife Jieyu".

This old man's momentum is incomparable, making people feel that they are not facing a person, but a sword, an invincible peerless sword.

When there is such a momentum in the world, except for the Dugu Sword Saint, he does not think about the second person, he dedicates everything he has to the sword, and he is the same as his own family Dugu seeking defeat, born for the sword.

Standing in front of the grave for a while, thinking about the process of losing the battle to Nameless, after a while, he muttered: "Nameless, I know you won't die so easily, today is the death day of your beloved wife, if you don't die, you will definitely come to worship." ”

"I'm waiting for you here, I've realized the supreme sword twenty-two, you must come to see me. ”

The sword saint stood on the side of the tomb, unmoving, I don't know how long it took, there was no name, but there was a gray-clothed monk walking out of the forest path, walking to the tomb as if no one was around, lighting three incense sticks, and worshipping by himself.

The Sword Saint said without looking back: "The one buried in the loess mound is your relatives?"

The monk raised his palms and said, "Amitabha, no." ”

The Sword Master asked again, "Then why did you come to offer incense?"

The gray-clothed monk said: "Mourn my friend." ”

A sharp glint flashed in the Sword Master's eyes, and he said, "Friend, then you must be Nameless's best friend, where is Nameless now?"

The gray-clothed monk said in a deep voice: "Nameless...... Long deceased. ”

The Sword Saint was furious when he heard this, Huo Ran turned to glare at the gray-clothed monk and shouted, "I don't believe it. ”

"Woo Woo ......"

The sword saint pinched the sword finger in his right hand and raised it at the gray-clothed monk, and a piece of sword qi swayed out, hitting the ground around the gray-clothed monk, raising a cloud of smoke and dust, leaving Dao sword marks at the feet of the gray-clothed monk.

In the face of the coercion of the Sword Saint, the gray-clothed monk's face did not change, he was unmoved, he gently turned the rosary in his hand, looked at the Sword Saint lightly, and said: "Life is short, so some people know about the world early, stay out of the way, and enjoy themselves." ”

"There are also people who spend their lives striving for fame and fortune, and in the end they are buried in a wasted grave, donor, why are you waiting for a dead person to come and duel with you?"

The Sword Saint looked at the gray-clothed monk expressionlessly, and said in a deep voice: "The old man's time is short, and he has no intention of listening to the learning of Buddhism again. ”

"Snort"

After the Sword Saint finished speaking, he raised his hand and pointed, and another sword qi shot out, cutting a hole in the sleeve of the gray-clothed monk's robe.

The gray-clothed monk didn't look at the broken sleeves, and said to himself: "The blessings cannot be enjoyed, and the words cannot be exhausted......"

"Snort"

Another tear was added to the monk's robe on the gray-robed monk.

"Rules can't be followed......

"Snort"

The skin on the gray-clad monk's forearm was exposed.

"If everything is too exhausted, fate will inevitably end sooner. ”

"Phew......" Seeing that no matter how he provoked, the gray-clothed monk was unmoved, he couldn't help but be a little annoyed, took a few steps forward, snorted, and said angrily: "I want my Sword Saint to retire for half a life, who has offered the slightest care?" Now that I have nothing, my afterglow will definitely shine the most." ”

The gray-clothed monk patiently persuaded: "If the sword is gone, the sword will surely kill people." ”

The Sword Saint was on one side, as if he didn't want to look at him anymore, "The old man is brave, how can he be greedy for life and afraid of death?"

The gray-clothed monk sighed softly and said, "Donor, do you know? The greatest courage is not not not afraid of death, but the greatest courage is actually to retreat. ”

The Sword Saint said in a condensed voice: "It's a pity, the old man has no way back, if you don't tell the truth, don't blame the old man's subordinates for being ruthless." ”

Just as the Sword Saint's words fell, I heard a deep voice suddenly sound from the forest: "Brother Sword Saint, Master False really doesn't know where the nameless is, why do you have to work hard?"

The gray-clothed monk is a monk of Miyin Temple, his person is righteous and strong, but his personality is relatively upright, but in general, he is a good person, and he also explained Nie Feng on the way here in the original play.

It's a pity that because of his uprightness and fortitude, he finally fell into the plan of breaking the waves and breaking the army and others, and died under the destruction of the army and the wolf, which can be regarded as a tragic figure.

When the two of them heard this, they all turned their heads to look, and the Sword Saint's face changed greatly, "Xiongba, it turns out that you are here, no wonder I will go to the world to make a war letter, and you are not in the gang." ”

Xiongba walked out of the woods with the two disciples of Fengyun, but he didn't see Yin Zhong and Youruo and the girls, and after listening to the words of the Sword Saint, Xiongba said casually: "Oh? Have you been to the World Meeting? I'm sorry, I accompanied a friend here some time ago, and I couldn't meet my brother." ”

"Brother gave me a war letter, do you want to challenge me? That's right, it's better to meet by chance, and the swordsmanship of the brother is already thunderous, why don't you fight here?"

The Sword Saint said proudly sideways: "That's not necessary, the old man has sent someone to inform all the sects and factions in the world, and in seven days there will be a battle with you in the world, and please be a witness to the people of the world." ”

Xiongba smiled and shook his head, and said: "I persuade the elder brother not to do this, I am afraid that the Sword Saint elder brother will lose too ugly and damage your reputation, and I have a good relationship with the Dugu brother, but I don't want to see the prestige of the Wushuang City discredited." ”

The Sword Saint did not fight for power or profit in his life, but he valued his name the most, he was furious when he heard this, and shouted: "Fart, if you really care about the face of Wushuang City, why do you force Wushuang City to submit to the World Society?"

Xiongba sighed and shook his head: "I didn't persecute Wushuang City in Xia, the Sword Saint brother has been burdened by fame all his life, how can I understand the ambition of the brother in Xia and Dugu?"

"There happens to be a worthy master present today, he is an upright person, I will ask the master to be a witness, I am here to fight with the sword master, no matter what the victory or defeat, please spread the truth to the rivers and lakes. ”

Hearing this, the monk sighed and said, "Amitabha." ”

Seeing this, the Sword Saint said in a condensed voice, "Do you really want to fight the old man today?"

Xiongba Zhengse said: "Brother Sword Saint, looking at your complexion below, you are already at the end of your life, and now you can still maintain your peak combat strength, but you ask yourself, if it is another seven days, do you still have the strength to fight in the next battle?"

"I just want to fight the Sword Master in his heyday, what is the point of just defeating a dying person. ”

The sword saint's gaze at Xiongba has changed a little, and a touch of appreciation has risen, "I can't imagine that the ruthless Xiongba also has such a bright and upright side, okay, the old man will fulfill you, let's shoot!"