Dongyingren's luck was extremely bad, and he crashed into Xue Wushu's hands without dying, and then was served inexplicably. Not only was the eldest son of his own family abolished and locked up by his martial arts, but the thousand ghost Shasaras he brought with him are now dead to less than a hundred.

Relatively lucky, the desperate younger brother is peerless. This cargo did not participate in the attack on the Tianxiahui at that time, nor did he stay in the temporary station to take care of the captured martial arts people. So escaped.

But the days weren't easy. Since five days ago, he had to hide in the mountains and forests, and he did not dare to show his face outside. Now there are his sea fishing documents everywhere, as well as the joint encirclement and suppression of major forces. The most helpless thing is that the characteristics of the ghost brakes around him are too obvious, everyone's faces are ghost masks, and under the masks are all faces that have been burned and completely disfigured. As soon as this characteristic goes out, it will be immediately discovered.

Now that things are out of control, at least in the eyes of the Absolute Heaven, he can't regain his prestige. But the problem is that even if you want to go back to Dongying now, you can't. All the docks along the coast are guarded by experts, and the giant whales are said to be checking ships at sea.

It can be said that now these remnants of Dongying people have fallen into a dilemma. It's only a matter of time before it's found.

On this day, in the main altar of the Tianxia Society, the broken army, which had been cross-legged in the hall for fifteen days, finally moved. The lightning shot out of the body, and when he arrived outside the hall, he raised his head and let out a long roar, the sword intent on his body was monstrous, spreading hundreds of zhang squarely, attracting all the sword-wielding gangsters around him to control their weapons, as if they were being pulled by some force, they actually left the sheath, flew out of the air and then gathered around the broken army, layer by layer like a peacock opening the screen, forming a huge sword grinding disc that stretched out not to be ten zhang in a circle below!

"Break the army, if you want to try the move, you can try it towards the kamikaze hall that is about to be demolished over there, don't hurt here. ”

Qin Shuang rushed over and found that the broken army was surging and was gathering strength, which was obviously a precursor to preparing to make a move. Seeing the sword grinding disc around him, Qin Shuang knew that this move was probably the "Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect", and he also wanted to see what power it was known as the "strongest sword move for living beings".

When Po Jun heard this, he exerted his strength under his feet, and quickly swept towards the Divine Wind Hall below, followed by Qin Shuang, who was watching the bustle.

"Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect!"

With a loud shout from Po Jun, the sharp sword hovering around him had turned into a torrent and was like a match, and each sword was wrapped with the sword intent and sword qi condensed by Po Jun, and its power increased more than tenfold.

The torrent of swords circled in the air, as if the broken army was deliberately guiding, and it was to experience some tricks when performing moves, and then it rolled towards the temple of the Divine Wind Hall with a radius of fifty zhang and a height of five zhang.

It doesn't seem like a good description. Qin Shuang felt that it was more appropriate to use "ablation" to describe the erased Kamikaze Hall. There was no imaginary splashing of masonry or deafening roar, some just silently turned into pieces, and the whole temple was slashed back and forth by a sharp sword, and when it finally landed, it was as thin as a grain of sand! I don't see the appearance of the temple anymore.

After breaking the army, his face turned pale in an instant, and he was even unable to stand, and sat down on the ground. Gasping for air. But the smile on his face was wild and cheerful.

It can be seen that the broken army has trained the return of ten thousand swords to the sect. However, it seems that he has not done his full work, otherwise he would not have looked like this after one move, it is clearly overwhelmed, and his body strength is overrun.

It doesn't matter anymore. Pojun's heart is now cheerful. From the day he learned the sword, he knew the strongest swordsmanship. And has always made it his life's pursuit. When he was abolished by Lord Yama that day, he was really a little heartbroken. But who thinks, but whether it is extremely Tailai, by chance, he finally got what he wanted.

Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect is worthy of being the strongest sword move for living beings. With comprehension alone, the abolished skill of the broken army began to be replaced by more and more sword qi. In the past, what existed in the meridians was the true element was the internal force, but now it is all sword qi! Although in essence, the true yuan and the sword qi seem to be equal at present, but Po Jun feels that the current sword qi is more suitable for him.

After regaining some strength, Pojun stood up, drew a sword from his back, and threw it on the ground like garbage. The sword name is greedy wolf, and the sword name is seven kills, and it is a divine soldier that the broken army has worked so hard to find. Now he doesn't give a damn.

"Lao Tzu is now a sword himself! Since he has been tempered and glittered for thousands of years, why should he use these mortal things as a foil?"

The feeling of breaking the army is right, he is now a sword. Even if he stood still, even if his body was empty now, in the eyes of Qin Shuang on the side, it was a sword that shimmered with cold light and a vicious aura.

Qin Shuang secretly said in his heart: "Now that this broken army has made a sword move, its strength has skyrocketed, but I don't know if I can still drive it." ”

When Qin Shuang was thinking in his heart, Po Jun walked up to him, and knelt down to kowtow to him without thinking, calling him "master", and his attitude was respectful, and he didn't look pretentious.

Qin Shuang helped Po Jun with both hands, and then said with a smile: "Po Jun, I see that you have practiced ten thousand swords to return to the sect, and now that your strength has reached the top of the world, there is no need to make this big gift in front of me." I don't need to be called my master in the future. ”

When Po Jun heard this, he shook his head again and again. replied: "The master's words are wrong. Lord Yama instructed me to follow my master's side, follow the example of the dog and horse, and break the army consistently, and never forget the dignity of the master and servant because of the mere sword moves. I hope the owner will not mention it again in the future. ”

Po Jun made it clear. He recognized Qin Shuang as the master, it was Lord Yama's order, and he didn't dare to disobey it even if it was not what it used to be. He even felt that Qin Shuang was testing him. Naturally, he refused to change his tune.

After the strength became stronger, the reverence of the broken army for Lord Yama in his heart did not decrease, but increased. This is especially true after practicing this Ten Thousand Swords and returning to the Sect. said that it was "the strongest sword of living beings", but it was a bit unworthy of the name in the eyes of the broken army. At least this Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect was too far from the kind of sword finger that Lord Yama had used that day that could imprison a space of hundreds of zhang in radius.

Perhaps there is no such thing as "the strongest" in this world. The strongest is just a comment from a lonely weakling. This is limiting the will to climb up! I can't do that!"

The strength of the broken army has greatly improved, and the suppression of the scene has made the internal society more stable. Those absent-minded people in the martial arts who were forced to submit no longer dared to discuss or complain in private.

Compared to Qin Shuang, this new torture hall master Pojun is a complete tyrannical figure. As soon as he took office, ten masters who did not work hard were divided by him. The means are bloody and terrifying.

"Five months! In five months, I don't want to see any more voices in the Central Plains Martial Arts that disobey me! Who dares to slack off, they should be handed over to the torture hall for disposal! Do you understand?"

Qin Shuang's order came out from the Tianxia Society, and then once again set off boundless blood, and at the same time opened an unprecedented dispute over the unification of the martial arts!