Chapter 159: The End!【Thank you for supporting genuine subscriptions!】
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Ignoring the system prompt sound in his head, Qin Zhou's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the blue-clothed middle-aged man in front of him, and a fine light flashed in his eyes: "Nameless?"
At this time, the people of all factions on the ten-mile slope finally came back to their senses, and suddenly they only felt that there seemed to be a flash of light in front of them, and when they looked up, the terrifying young man in the air had disappeared, and when they were puzzled, they suddenly heard a "nameless"!
This flat voice, at this time, was shocked by the world-destroying sword twenty-three and the divine thunder that fell from the sky just now, and thus became silent on the ten-mile slope, it seemed so clear, and it instantly shocked the ambitions of all factions.
Hearing this, everyone suddenly looked frightened, because the person who spoke out was the terrifying man who led the divine thunder in mid-air just now, and he was also one of the protagonists of today's decisive battle, and he was the person who killed the Sword Saint, the leader of the Tianxia Society, the young man in black!
This terrifying young man actually appeared on the hillside from a height of 100 meters in an instant, and none of the thousands of Jianghu masters present, including the four Grandmaster Peak Masters, could see this young man's figure clearly!
The speed of this body method alone made the ambitions of all factions on the slope chill!
There is such a terrifying speed in heaven and earth!
But just when they were in a trance, everyone suddenly remembered the voice just now......
Nameless?
This familiar and unfamiliar name immediately moved everyone......
"Nameless?"
"He is the myth of martial arts, nameless?!"
"Isn't it rumored that he's dead......?
In a moment, countless shocked eyes looked at the middle-aged man in blue who was stopped by the terrifying young man on the hillside.
If you say that there are sword masters in the world, there are only two who can make everyone feel shocked, one is the dead sword saint, and the other is the famous martial arts myth - nameless!
But Nameless disappeared from the eyes of the world after the First World War in Shanhaiguan ten years ago, and it is rumored that he is already dead.
The middle-aged man in blue is indeed nameless!
Three days ago, he appeared in the City Lord's Mansion to prevent the Sword Saint from coming to participate in today's decisive battle, but unfortunately the dissuasion failed, but because of his words that day, the Sword Saint did not hesitate to burn Shouyuan, and in just three days, he comprehended a sword move that did not belong to the world - Sword Twenty-Three!
When he saw that the Sword Saint appeared gray-haired and drooping and old, he knew that the Sword Saint was running out of time, and for the obsession in his heart, he did not hesitate to burn Shouyuan, but also came to participate in today's decisive battle, such a persistent thought, he couldn't stop it, and he couldn't stop it!
In the end, Nameless could only watch the fall of the Sword Saint with his own eyes, and in the gloom, he looked down on the battles in the rivers and lakes and the worldly reputation, but when he was about to leave, he was suddenly discovered by this mysterious young man and stopped.
However, in the face of the shocked eyes of thousands of masters of the rivers and lakes on the slope, and Qin Zhou's fierce gaze, Nameless still had an unchanged complexion and an indifferent expression.
"Nameless is already dead! Now I'm just a wilderness villager who loves the landscape!"
"Wilderness Villager?"
Qin Zhou smiled faintly, and didn't take the gaze of thousands of pairs of eyes on the slope to heart, just stared at Nameless tightly: "Then why are you here today?"
"Come for an old friend!" Nameless still had a calm face, not showing a trace of expression, as if he had really seen through the red dust.
"Sword Saint?" Qin Zhou's eyes narrowed slightly.
Nameless's face was stunned, he turned around and looked at the corpse of the Sword Saint on the hillside, a trace of sadness finally appeared in his eyes, and he nodded: "Three days ago, I advised him not to participate in today's decisive battle, otherwise there will be disaster, but I didn't expect that this battle was really his death!"
"Then you don't plan to avenge him?" Qin Zhou was unmoved, still looking at Nameless calmly.
"The word fame and fortune turns into nothing! And the word hatred is endless! He knows that he will die today, but he still wants to come to fight you, this is his obsession, I can't stop it, and I can't stop it! But now that the Sword Master is dead, I hope you can spare the people of Wushuang City!"
The scorching sun was shining, the breeze was caressing, the nameless beard was fluttering, and it was desolate, he didn't answer Qin Zhou's question, but instead begged for the people of Wushuang City.
Hearing this, the heroes on the slope were stunned for a moment, and then they suddenly remembered that today's decisive battle was originally to block the pace of the Tianxia Society's domination of the rivers and lakes, and he and others formed an alliance to crusade against the Tianxia Society, and stood on the opposite side of the Tianxia Society, but now that the Sword Saint who fought on behalf of his side is dead, will the people of the Tianxia Society let themselves go?
Dugu Fang looked even more nervous, he didn't expect Nameless to intercede for himself, and suddenly looked at the black-shirted young man with anxiety, seeing the terrifying martial arts of the black-shirted young man, he could no longer raise the idea of crusading against the Tianxia Association in his heart, and could only pray that the person could look at the nameless face and no longer worry about himself.
But the next moment, Dugu was desperate......
"Why should I let them go?"
Qin Zhou smiled faintly, his eyes turned to Dugu Fang, who looked frightened, and sneered: "Since you have said it, the word hatred is endless, let them go, do you want to wait for them to seek revenge on me in the future?"
"This ......"
Hearing this, he didn't expect this young man to refute himself with what he said, and for a while, he didn't know how to continue to intercede for the people on the slope.
On the rivers and lakes, there have always been clear grievances, revenge must be avenged, the sword saint died in the hands of this person, Dugu Fang, as the younger brother of the sword saint, if he said that he would not avenge the sword saint in the future, he himself did not believe it.
But at this moment, Dugu's voice suddenly sounded on the Shili Slope: "Your Excellency, rest assured, the death of the Sword Saint is completely his own fault, Your Excellency no longer wants to duel with him, he has to go his own way, and now he dies in the hands of Your Excellency, I have no complaints in Wushuang City, and I will never avenge him in the future!
As soon as these words came out, Nameless was stunned for a moment, and then, his face gradually turned into anger.
The rest of the people in the Jianghu sect also looked at Dugu Fang with a respectful expression, and the disdain in their eyes was undisguised.
They didn't expect that this Dugu party would be so shameless, and the Sword Saint died for the battle of Wushuang City, but at this time, in order to survive, Dugu Fang could say such ruthless and unrighteous words.
"See?"
Qin Zhou glanced at Dugu Fang, his eyes were sneering, and then he looked at Nameless: "This is the person who can make you intercede for him!"
"Hehe......"
Nameless suddenly smiled, and his smile was a little desolate: "People are warm and cold, and the world is hot and cold......!
As he spoke, he turned around and stepped out, appearing in the void dozens of meters away, and then the figure gradually moved away, and he was a great grandmaster again!
Looking at the nameless and somewhat lonely back, Qin Zhou's eyes moved, but after all, he still didn't stop him, just quietly watched him leave, his eyes were deep.
"I hope you can meet like in the original book...... Step by step...... The Bu clan does not cry death...... I'm looking forward to it!"