Facing the overwhelming shadow of the sword, the seriously injured Nameless did not see a trace of panic, and the right hand holding the sword clenched a little tighter again, and even the bone joints were clenched a little white.

"Ahh

Nameless let out a loud shout, and as he opened his mouth, streams of blood came out of his mouth, obviously Nameless must have been seriously injured at this moment!

"Bang bang bang!"

The silver sword in Nameless's hand flew up rapidly, resisting an unknown number of sword shadows, so much so that the sword rain in the sky seemed to freeze down at this moment, and it was difficult to penetrate Nameless's defense and pierce his body!

"Bang!"

When Zhang Peng's sword rain stabbed out the last sword in the sky, there were already many blood holes on Nameless's body, and the blood completely dyed Nameless's white clothes blood-red, and even the white yarn in front of him was stained red by blood!

Zhang Peng's nine hundred and ninety-nine swords, he at least blocked more than nine hundred swords! And some of the remaining sword wounds were only stabbed in non-lethal places such as arms and thighs! So that although Nameless looked extremely embarrassed at this moment, he did not suffer any fatal injuries!

"Poof!"

Just as Zhang Peng withdrew his sword and retreated, the nameless figure that was originally motionless suddenly rushed forward, and then stabbed Zhang Peng's chest with a merciless sword. However, Zhang Peng's reaction was also extremely fast, his body turned abruptly, turned his body sideways, and the nameless sword stabbed against Zhang Peng's chest. Only a shallow blood mark was left on his chest, but it did not pierce Zhang Peng's body!

"Whew!"

Zhang Peng swept back a few meters before floating to the ground. Then he looked at Nameless, who was covered in blood with an indifferent face.

"You've lost!" Zhang Peng's voice was flat and deep.

Nameless suddenly sneered, then coughed suddenly, and then staggered with a few staggering steps, and then sat on the ground!

"It's been a long time since I've fought anyone like this!" said Nameless as he sat on the ground, gasping for breath.

"If you weren't so careless at the beginning and fought hard with me, you might not lose!" Zhang Peng said lightly.

"Huh. Nameless suddenly laughed, laughing very helplessly, "If you lose, you lose! There is no competition, maybe not, there is only one result! Now, you can kill me! But I will definitely make you pay a great price!"

Hearing Nameless's extremely lunar voice, Zhang Peng couldn't help frowning, and then said, "Tell me what's going on?"

Nameless took a deep breath, then slowly shook his head and said softly, "I don't talk about conditions!"

"You're looking for death!" Zhang Peng's eyes were cold, and a cold killing intent slowly spread out!

"It's too early! It's not until the last minute, how do you know I'm looking for death?" replied Nameless unceremoniously.

In this way, Zhang Peng and Nameless were silent with each other, looking at each other.

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At the same time, on a mountain road surrounded by jungles in the Kunlun Mountains, a group of black-clothed people were walking northward in a hurry.

The one at the head is Luo Yuchen, the valley master of Luoxia Valley. Xuan Zhen, Yu Shan, Yu Lang, and Zhu Wu followed closely behind Luo Yuchen, and several of them all looked anxious, as if they were rushing to something.

"Uncle, can you be sure that the sound of fighting coming from the canyon in the north is Zhang Peng?" asked Xuan Zhen.

"Absolutely not wrong! Just now we could vaguely hear the sound of the fight ten miles away, you can imagine how tragic this battle is! And the one who can make such a noise in the Kunlun Mountain Realm, except for the Qilin Village Lord, there are only a few of us left, so I guess it must be Zhang Peng!"

"If it's Zhang Peng, then who is fighting him? Look at it like this, he should also be a master of one top and one top!" asked Yu Shan suspiciously.

"That's not good!" Luo Yuchen said faintly, but judging from his glowing eyes, Luo Yuchen must have deliberately hidden something from the jade shirt.

"The owner of the village is recuperating from his injuries in the cottage, is it possible that there is no foreign master!" Yulang guessed.

"When did so many masters come to this Kunlun Mountain?" Yu Shirt replied.

"None of this matters, the important thing is that this master is fighting Zhang Peng, that is Zhang Peng's enemy, the enemy's enemy is our friend, and it should be extremely beneficial to us!" Xuan Zhen said.

Zhu Wu nodded, hum

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Sheng said: "The place where the battle took place should be the northernmost canyon of the Kunlun Mountain Range, once Zhang Peng passes through that canyon, then he can walk out of the boundary of the Kunlun Mountain Range in a grand manner, and at that time, what we want to do in the Qilin Mountain Cottage will also become beyond the reach of the whip!"

Luo Yuchen didn't pay any more attention to their conversation, but his face became more and more gloomy, and gradually quickened the pace of his feet, leading everyone to hurry towards the northern canyon.

Luo Yuchen has only one thought in his heart at the moment, and that is: the duck that reaches his mouth must not be allowed to fly!

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Zhang Peng held the Ghost Yuan Sword in his right hand, exhaled a deep breath of turbidity, and then slowly looked down at the injury on his chest, the wound that was originally made by the jade unicorn had just stuttered, and now it was so tossed, coupled with the injury to the affected area by the nameless sword, at this moment, the wound that had been healed became fleshy again, and the bloody appearance was very scary!

Nameless sat cross-legged on the ground like this, stuck the sword diagonally beside him, and slowly held the knee of his right leg with both hands, at this moment the blood oozing out there had completely soaked through his clothes and pants, although he couldn't see the wound, but from his slightly trembling right leg, it could be guessed that Nameless's knee must have been greatly traumatized! Originally, he should have recuperated in time after being injured, but Nameless dragged his right leg and fought with Zhang Peng for nearly a hundred rounds, and the damage to the injury was naturally self-evident!

In this way, this nameless man can be regarded as an iron-clad man!

Suddenly, Nameless reached out and tore a strip of cloth from his arms, and then wrapped the strip around the knee of his right leg, strangling the wound. Nameless's right hand fumbled for the hilt of the sword again, then took a deep breath, his left hand slammed into the ground, his waist twisted, and he gritted his teeth again and stood up!

The nameless figure after getting up was unstable, and he staggered forward a few steps, and then slowly straightened his waist, and finally with a flip of his wrist, the sword was raised by Nameless again, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at Zhang Peng.

"Come, continue!" said Nameless lightly.

In the face of such a calm namelessness, the corners of Zhang Peng's mouth twitched involuntarily, and then he said: "There is no point in fighting any longer!"

"I don't think so, cough cough..."After Nameless finished speaking, he coughed violently a few times, and along with coughing, he could even see streams of blood, spilling out from the shocking wounds on Nameless's body.

Zhang Peng glanced down at his Ghost Yuan Sword, then looked up at the endless night, and then said calmly: "Why do you bother to cling to meaningless things?"

Nameless seemed to be a little confused by Zhang Peng's inexplicable words, and asked, "You don't want to kill me?"

Zhang Peng shook his head slowly, and then laughed, laughing very crisply, as if he had heard something funny.

"How many people died in the battle of the rivers and lakes?

"If there are rivers and lakes, there will be people who will die!

"It's not surprising, but why are so many people dying one after another?" Zhang Peng asked.

Nameless didn't expect Zhang Peng to talk to him about the "Tao" at this time, slowly lowered the hand holding the sword, and then replied faintly: "Maybe it's fame and fortune!"

"What about you?" Zhang Peng suddenly asked, "You fought to the death with me in this Kunlun Mountain today, are you for fame?" or for profit?"

Nameless was silent, half silent and half-loud, a gust of wind blew through, blowing away the haze of the sky, and the moonlight began to become transparent.

"This is my fate!" said Nameless.

"Fate?" Zhang Peng smiled, "Who arranged fate?

"Fate is predestined! From the moment a person is born, no one can resist it!" the nameless voice began to become a little muffled.

Zhang Peng sneered, then his eyes lit up, and he opened his mouth and said, "My life is up to me!"

When Zhang Peng finished saying this, Nameless did not speak, but quietly looked at Zhang Peng, this feeling made Zhang Peng very uncomfortable!

"What are you thinking?" asked Zhang Peng.

"You're not right!" replied Nameless.

"Oh, what's wrong?"

"You also have your destiny, and you are also born and irresistible!" said Nameless slowly.

Zhang Peng frowned, he wanted to deny the nameless words, but after thinking about it carefully, he didn't know how to deny it!

"Then what do you say is my fate?"

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Zhang Peng asked.

"How do I know your fate, you have gone from being a nobody to founding the Burial Sword Tower, are you just for fame and fortune? If so, then you have succeeded!" replied Nameless.

This time it was Zhang Peng's turn to be silent, he was thinking, what was his fate! Is it revenge for killing his father? Is it to recover the underworld? Or to strengthen the burial sword tower? In the past, Zhang Peng thought that his goal was very clear, but now that he thought about it carefully, he found that everything had changed imperceptibly!

"You can't live in the shadow of someone else, you are always Zhang Peng! No matter who that person is, even if it's your father!" Nameless still said in a flat tone.

When Nameless said the word "father", Zhang Peng's body trembled obviously, and then his eyes flashed, and a faint chill surged up on his face. The hand holding the sword clenched a little unconsciously.

"What do you want to say?" Zhang Peng asked coldly.

Nameless didn't answer Zhang Peng's words, then shook his head with a light smile, and sat down again, the pain in his right leg and a lot of blood loss made his consciousness begin to become a little blurry!

"Now is your chance to do it!" said Nameless weakly.

Zhang Peng's fingers trembled slightly a few times, and then he walked towards Nameless with his sword, and when Zhang Peng walked to Nameless's side, the Cold Rain Sword stabbed Nameless's head mercilessly!

"Whoosh!"

"Smack!"

Two sounds sounded in succession, and then looked at Nameless, still panting weakly, sitting on the ground, as if nothing had happened just now!

It's just that the only difference from just now is that the hat that originally covered the nameless head is gone, replaced by a cape of face, not so much a face, but a "grimace", because this face no longer has the appearance of a "human", the facial features are twisted together, and the skin is also weirdly twisted.

This is clearly a face that has been seriously injured by the fire!

Zhang Peng didn't look at Nameless, but walked towards the exit of the canyon with his back to Nameless.

"I won't kill you today, it's for the sake of you and me chatting about life just now! At the very least, just now, you and I are friends! But next time, I will never show mercy to my subordinates!"

After speaking, Zhang Peng walked into the distance.

"You'll regret it!" shouted Nameless.

"Maybe, but that's for later!" Zhang Peng said nonchalantly.

Nameless slowly turned his head to look at Zhang Peng who was going away, and there was a strange look in his eyes. randomly took out a paper ball from his arms and threw it at Zhang Peng!

"Whoosh!"

The paper ball crossed the air and was caught by Zhang Peng in the air, and then looked at Nameless suspiciously.

Nameless said lightly: "This thing should have been yours! It's a letter written to you by the Golden Swordsman, and I robbed it halfway! It's useless for me to keep it, so I'll give it back to you!"

After Zhang Peng listened to the nameless words, his face gradually became solemn, and then he hurriedly opened the paper ball, when Zhang Peng saw the content of the note, the whole person began to tremble, and his face became more and more anxious, and the anxiety also revealed great anger and sadness!

"Bastard!

Zhang Peng only left these two words, and then a little under his feet, his figure rose into the air, and disappeared into the night in the blink of an eye.

After Zhang Peng left, the nameless party said to himself quietly: "If there is no grudge, you and I may be friends!"

With that, Nameless glanced at the mountain road in the south, then gritted his teeth and stood up again, reluctantly turned his internal strength, carried light power, and quickly left this place!

After a while, Luo Yuchen and the others hurriedly appeared in the canyon, but at this time, the building was empty, and there was no longer a single figure to be seen!

Luo Yuchen stood in the canyon in a daze, and then looked left and right at the shocking huge sword marks on the mountain walls on both sides, and an indescribable feeling of suffocation arose!

"Ahh

Luo Yuchen looked up to the sky and roared, and the roar was filled with endless anger and chagrin!

This canyon is also famous in the rivers and lakes in the near future because of these huge sword marks! The people of the rivers and lakes named this place "On the Sword Valley", which means that on a certain night in a certain year, two peerless sword masters on the rivers and lakes had an earth-shattering battle of swords here!

The inscription was also engraved on the stone wall: "The Traces of Ten Thousand Swords, the King of a Hundred Soldiers, the Magnificent Game, Winning Kunlun!"

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