The head of the Kyushu sword is the former sword head of the sword pool.

In the last tribulation, the world respected him as the first sword in the world, so he was called the head of the Kyushu sword.

Although he has not produced a sword for three thousand years, a sword heart, I don't know how much is left, but now that he has returned to the world, then it is natural, and there is his pride and realm, now, he feels that he has been offended by the Qingyang Sect, and there is a lot of anger in his heart, such a big man, of course, his anger has to be taken out by the other party to come up with serious enough consequences before he can repay it!

Especially a small sect like the Qingyang Sect, it doesn't even seem to be qualified to repay his sword......

...... But it's just a seem!

In the eyes of the Kyushu Sword Head, the only one in the Qingyang Sect who was worthy of taking his sword was Fang Yuan.

But he didn't expect that just when his sword was about to fall and destroy the Qingyang Sect, he saw another person.

The man was still far away, and he looked weird.

But he suddenly felt a great danger, and the pupils of a pair of eyes shrank.

"Choking ......"

The momentum of his sword had been condensed to the extreme, but he did not cut it out, but suddenly took a deep breath, and more infinite sword intent, gathered from all directions, all attached to his sword, and even the laws of metallographic in all directions were attracted by his sword, and I don't know how many long swords in the hands of the disciples of the Qingyang Sect suddenly flew into the air, resonating with him.

This is a sign that he has encountered a strong opponent and is using all his strength to gather momentum.

Compared to the fierce reaction of the Kyushu sword head, the lame man who was slowly walking was extremely ordinary.

He just walked slowly along the crooked path, the speed in the eyes of outsiders, it was extremely slow, his face was delicate, but he was missing an eye, he didn't wear an eye patch, so it seemed a little distorted, one foot stepped forward, the bamboo cane touched the ground, the other heel was on the heel, just under such clumsy and slow movements, he was soon a hundred miles away.

Sensing the abnormal reaction of the Kyushu Sword Head, Fang Yuan, who was fighting with the black-crowned old man, turned around eagerly.

Then he was slightly stunned in his heart, and gave birth to an extremely strange feeling.

The seriously injured Sect Master of Qingyang Sect and the others were also a little surprised, they didn't expect that the head of the Kyushu Sword had been gathering momentum for a long time, but that sword had not fallen for a long time, and they quickly realized something, followed his gaze, and turned their heads to look down the mountain.

Then the higher ones saw the lame man.

The first reaction was stunned and unfamiliar, and then I slowly remembered a person.

Qingyang Sect Master Chen Xuanang suddenly turned his head to look at Elder Yun and said in a trembling voice, "Yes...... Is that the person?"

Elder Yun's face was very excited, and after a long time, he nodded: "It's him, he's actually back......"

"Hahahaha......"

Qingyang Sect Master Chen Xuanang suddenly laughed, as if he had picked up two hundred taels of silver, laughing extremely comfortably and arrogantly, his eyes looked fiercely at the head of the Kyushu Sword in mid-air, and shouted: "You didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, you were bold enough to violate my Qingyang Three Thousand Miles Ban, treat me Qingyang as an ant, and say that my Qingyang was just lucky to teach a good disciple......"

"But ......"

He paused slightly, and plucked up his strength: "Who said that I only have one disciple in Qingyang?"

......

......

Qingyang Sect Master Chen Xuanang's voice swayed between the valleys, endlessly.

In the face of this villain's voice, the head of the Kyushu sword didn't pay attention to it at all, he just stared at the lame man coldly.

Seeing that the man had reached a hundred miles away, he suddenly whispered: "You are the sword idiot?"

His voice, like a sword dragon groaning, buzzed endlessly.

It was as if a dense sword shadow appeared in the air, sending his voice a hundred miles away.

And from the solemn meaning of his words, it can be seen that he knows the existence of this lame man, in fact, this lame man is originally a very strange existence in the world, his reputation is extremely low, only some related people, or the top people in the world know, even his teacher, he doesn't know whether he is dead or alive, and he almost never thinks of him......

But the head of the Kyushu sword undoubtedly knew.

Just met his question, the lame man ignored it, and still walked forward slowly.

In a trance, he was thirty miles closer.

The head of the Kyushu sword felt a chill in his heart, and shouted loudly: "I know you, and I also know that you are also a person who escapes the world, we have the same philosophy, the avenue is consistent, you are the legendary sword idiot, that is, you only want a sword, everything is not in the way, I don't know if it is or not?"

The lame man still didn't answer, as if he couldn't speak, but walked slowly forward.

He was already only fifty miles away from Qingyang Sect.

There was an indescribable pressure in the heart of the Kyushu sword head, and the infinite sword intent around him roared, as if gathering a cloud of snow light, dazzling like the sun, snatching away all the light between heaven and earth, and countless sword shadows swirled around him, condensing indescribable power, even the laws of heaven and earth were silently shattered when they came into contact with the sword shadows around him.

But the head of the Kyushu sword still forcibly suppressed the sword intent on his body, and shouted in a deep voice again: "The world praises your sword, even my juniors, but since you are on the road of loneliness, you should know that the sword heart is unhindered, and the road is alone, if you are outside the world, then your sword path can be compared to the sun and the moon, but if you are stained with mortal dust, then your sword path will be stained with cause and effect, and you will never ...... again."

There seemed to be some earnest persuasion in his words.

But the lame man would not listen.

He just took care of himself, slowly walked ten miles away, and then raised his head slightly, looking at the grass and trees around the Qingyang Sect, and I don't know if there are some ripples in his heart, let alone if he sees some old scenes, because it seems that there will never be any expression on his face, not only smile, but even anger, and sorrow, etc., will not appear.

He slowly walked into the old territory of the Qingyang Sect and stepped on the remote mountain road.

Then, when he came across a stream, he slowly squatted down, gently stretched out his hand, and took a pinch of water in the stream to drink.

Kyushu Jian's face was tense to the extreme, and he drank again: "You ......"

But this time he didn't say anything.

After the lame man had drunk the water, he stood up and picked up a bamboo branch by the stream.

This bamboo branch is one of the bamboo branches that fell to the ground in the mountains and forests destroyed by Yu Feng with the first sword of the Kyushu sword just now, only three feet long, and there are some emerald green bamboo leaves on it, which were picked up by the lame man, and then waved towards the mountain casually!

"Huh!"

A light and faint sword light suddenly rushed up the mountain.

The pupils of the Kyushu sword head suddenly tightened, and he whispered in a deep voice.

At this moment, the scorching sun condensed by the endless sword intent around him suddenly dispersed, this is the sword intent that he spent a long time and gathered with all his strength, which already represents the extreme of his sword dao cultivation......

After the Milky Way passed, the void was stirred to pieces, and irregular black crevices twisted and changed.

Even the clouds and shadows above the nine heavens also appeared with the passage of this galaxy, and a neat crack appeared, and the endless shadows were the supreme prohibition laid by the three old cultivators who had tried their best to lay down, in order to turn the entire Yue Kingdom into a realm, so as not to be interfered with and troubled by some outsiders when they asked Fang Yuan for the dark reincarnation method.

But now, he couldn't care about it, he just wanted to show his strongest kendo and kill the lame man!

Heaven and earth are slaughtered, and on both sides of the galaxy, it seems to have become two worlds.

The full force of the head of the Kyushu sword seems to have the divine power to divide the world in half!

But also when the galaxy rushed to the halfway, the lame man held a bamboo branch to cut out the sword path also arrived, just so quietly, the imperceptible sword light of the sword, and the majestic galaxy collided together, it looked like a real dragon in the process of taking off, encountered a fly, the two are not in the same realm at all......

Whether it was Fang Yuan in the midst of the fierce battle, or the Sect Master of Qingyang Sect and the others, they all turned their heads at this time.

They all subconsciously looked at this sword.

Even the white cat, as if sensing something, widened his eyes and looked down the mountain, looking a little stunned.

"Sneer......"

The scene that appeared after the sword light came into contact with the galaxy was beyond everyone's expectations.

With a soft sound, that sword light slashed into the galaxy.

Then it was like a knife cutting paper, and the sword light went upstream, and after that, the galaxy was straight into two halves, and then gathered up the power, and suddenly lost control, clangling, turning into violent power, raging in the void.

That galaxy is the manifestation of the Kyushu sword head condensing the supreme sword way, which is enough to cut the world in half.

But the lame man's sword light cut his sword path in half.

This seems so unbelievable, but it seems so natural.

Kyushu Sword Head's eyes suddenly opened to the maximum, he looked at the sword that split his sword path into two halves, and then flew straight to the gloomy sword light in front of him, his face showed some praise, and then the color of approval, easy to breathe, condensed on his face, he stood in the void, his big sleeves were blown and blown, and the hunting sound.

It took a long time for a straight vertical line to appear on his forehead and extend downward.

The sword in his hand fell from mid-air and clanged.

The lame man under the mountainside lost the bamboo branch in his hand and bit off a yellow wild fruit from the tree next to him.

The wild fruit seemed to taste good, so he nodded!

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