It's another fierce battle!

But no one came to provoke Fang Junmei and the three, and the three of them were also happy to watch the show.

......

And with the last sound, the dust finally settled, and the thirty people below decided.

As for the twenty people above, they have been decided earlier, they are all monks with some identity backgrounds, and a place has already been secured, so if they can't fight, they will stop early, and there is no need to fight to the end.

......

The last few defeated monks went out of the gate.

Woo –

At this moment, in the world of the door, the horn sounded again, and the low, long voice rose from every corner of the earth and went straight into the soul.

Fifty people sat together on the stone steps, and then the stone steps were black and bright, forming a semicircular cover-like thing, enveloping the fifty people.

In the very center above the light mask, jet-black thunder flashed like a punishment, and began to rain black lightning, blasting towards everyone.

The crowd had already heard about it, and did not dodge or resist.

......

Rumble!

The first lightning bolt fell on Fang Junmei's head.

Fang Junmei's body shook, as if his soul was out of his body, and he felt that his consciousness began to separate from his physical body, fluttering away, not knowing where to go, and a more drowsy feeling came.

......

"Jun Mei, Jun Mei, get up and practice swords, when are you going to sleep?"

The distant and familiar voice of the old man came into his ears, with a bit of sternness.

Scold!

Fang Jun opened his eyes violently, only to see that he was in a wilderness, with a strong smell of wild grass and trees coming from the tip of his nose, and the light was a little dim, and it didn't seem to be bright yet.

There was a tall and thin old man standing beside him, looking down at him with his spine down, and in his bright eyes, there were three points of majesty, three points of love, three points of dissatisfaction, and one point of doubt.

"Master, how could it be you?"

Fang Junmei shouted in astonishment, and the person in front of him was clearly the old man with the sword in the world.

As soon as the voice came out, he noticed that it was abnormally tender, like a child's voice, and then looked closely, he was wearing a short gown, with delicate legs and arms, and he clearly looked like a child.

", who else could I be, are you sleeping? Get up and practice swords!"

The old man with the sword reprimanded.

Fang Junmei nodded, but he muttered to himself.

"It turns out that I have arrived in the world of illusions, what is the reputation of this level?"

"What illusion world, what are you talking about?"

The old man with the sword scolded again.

Fang Junmei shook his head and smiled, and got up, no matter what, it is always a blessing to say goodbye to the old man with the sword and warm up his old feelings, even if it is in the world of illusions.

......

"Teach me the weak willow wind sword technique that I passed on to you, and practice it two hundred times, and you can't miss it once. ”

The old man with the sword said.

"Oh. ”

Fang Junmei nodded.

Subconsciously, he reached into the void to enter the storage space and felt out his sword.

Touch, touch!

I touched it several times in a row, but of course I didn't touch anything.

"Touch what?"

The old man with the negative sword next to him looked at him inexplicably.

Fang Junmei also came back to his senses immediately, smiled happily, swept his eyes, pulled out the wooden sword that was inserted in the ground not far away, and walked towards the distance.

......

Weak willow fufeng swordsmanship?

How?

Coming to the grass in the distance, the human-like Fang Junmei was holding a sword, and he was there, and he didn't know how to move for a while......

"I just taught it yesterday, have you forgotten it today?"

The old man with the sword also looked black.

Flutter –

Immediately, it was the sound of breaking the air, and the old man with the negative sword danced his sword, although there was no monk's sword energy, but the sword light flickered, the wind and bones were long, and between the movement and stillness, it danced like a willow in the wind, and there was a taste that fit nature.

Fang Junmei only glanced at it a few times, and then completely remembered.

......

Learned!

Indeed, I have learned!

This was learned when he was twelve years old, when he went out with the old man with the sword, it was just a set of basic swordsmanship, which was not very clever and used for entry.

Flutter –

That memory poured into his mind like a tide, and Fang Junmei unconsciously practiced. 【】

I don't remember just now, but this practice made the old man with the sword over there look shocked.

Skillful, too skilled, as if it was more natural than he had practiced it himself, and there was a mysterious taste that made people forget that it was a twelve-year-old child who made the sword.

"Yes, great!"

The old man with the sword stopped his movements and nodded in praise.

......

Again.

Twice.

Three times.

......

Fang Junmei did not stop, enjoying this time very much.

......

Dada——

Suddenly, the sound of horses' hooves came from the direction of the side mountain road, breaking the silence before dawn.

"Junmei, you continue to practice, I'll go back as soon as I go, don't be lazy. ”

The old man with the negative sword said lightly and turned away.

Fang Junmei continued to dance the sword, but remembered in his heart that there seemed to be this scene back then, there was the sound of horses' hooves coming from afar, and the old man with the sword passed, but who was that, and what he talked about with the old man with the sword, Fang Junmei didn't know at all back then.

I only remember that after the old man with the sword came back, there was a little more blood on his body.

Fang Junmei was young, but he already knew that Jianbei Mountain City was not a good place, so he didn't ask much.

Now that the old dream is back, I can't help but wonder, what happened back then, who did the old man with the sword kill, and why did he kill this person?

As soon as the mind moved, he subconsciously released his divine sense to look.

It's no wonder that he is now in this illusory world, with no mana, and he is a child, but his divine consciousness is still there, silently falling on the old man with the negative sword, chasing the other party.

......

The old man with the sword came to the mountain road two or three hundred zhang away, and there was already a middle-aged man in cloth waiting here on the mountain road, with a medium stature and a capable face.

"I've seen the city lord. ”

Seeing the old man with the sword coming, the middle-aged man saluted respectfully.

The old man with the negative sword didn't nod, only lowered his voice, and asked coldly, "Have you found any news?"

"I found out that this person received money from the young master's parents back then and helped them raise their children, but then he only thought about greedy for that money and refused to raise him. Therefore he was cast away by the side of the road, and was later picked by the lord of the city. ”

......

On that side, Fang Junmei, who was practicing swords, listened to the shock, did this matter still have anything to do with him? He was not the first to be picked by the old man with a sword? Is it true or false? Why did the old man with a sword want to kill this elite in the city?

Keep looking.

......

The old man with the sword nodded slightly.

"But this person doesn't know what the young master's father and mother are. City Lord, this person has been controlled by the brothers, if you want someone, you can bring it at any time. ”

The middle-aged man said again.

The old man with the sword nodded again.

"The young master's father and mother once left a box for this person and asked him to give it to him when the young master grew up. ”

The middle-aged man said again.

"Where's the box?"

The old man with the sword asked hurriedly.

The middle-aged man took a package from his horse and handed it over, but there was a look of desire to speak in his eyes.

"There are words. ”

The old man with the negative sword snorted coldly, and his eyesight was so shrewd. As soon as the words came out, the package had been uncovered, and the so-called box was flat and rectangular, and the material was like white jade.

The middle-aged man said: "This box is very strange, that person has never opened it after all these years." If it weren't for the way he thought of opening it later, maybe in the young master, and looking around for news about him, we wouldn't have found him. ”

The old man with the sword nodded, but his eyes were a little trance and vibration, staring at the box, revealing a thoughtful look, and gradually becoming complicated.

The middle-aged man stopped talking and waited quietly.

......

"Where is he?"

"West of Wildfire City, Zhoujia Village. ”

The middle-aged man replied.

The old man with the sword nodded and said, "You go back there first, I'll rush there as soon as possible." ”

The middle-aged man said yes and turned to leave.

......

Snort -

As soon as he turned around, there was a sound of breaking the air behind him, and a long sword had already flown out and pierced his heart from behind.

A little blood splattered out and landed on the old man with the sword.

......

Seeing this, Fang Jun's eyebrows shook again, and his pupils stared.

The old man with the sword inquired about his background, and he fully understood that this was something he asked the old man with the sword to do when he was a child. But why did he kill this mountain city's subordinates, unless—he wanted to swallow what his father and mother had left behind?

As soon as this thought rose, something shook in Fang Junmei's heart.

A person I respect so much has done such a thing before.

The hands and feet became cold.

......

At this moment, Fang Junmei didn't know that with this shaking in the illusion world, a certain aura that he couldn't get out of his body in the real world also began to turbulent, as if it was about to be extinguished.

Like him, there are many monks.

This last hurdle to the supreme human realm is obviously not so easy.

......

"Something is wrong...... How could the master know that the contents were worth being greedy for? This was clearly a jade box used by monks...... Had he seen it before...... It's still wrong, how can my father and mother be sure that I will be able to open this box in the future?...... When I was twelve, I didn't seem to have anything special about me. ”

Fang Jun's eyebrows flickered, and his mood swayed.

On the other side, the old man with the sword stuffed the box into his arms and buried the body of the middle-aged man.

At the end, he slapped the horse's ass hard and released the horse away.

......

Soon, the old man with the sword came back again.

There was no abnormality on his face, standing in the direction of a high place, watching Fang Junmei practice his sword. And Fang Junmei had the heart to take a look at what was going on, and he didn't ask the other party, pretending not to know.

......

The color gradually brightened, and Fang Jun's eyebrows had been practiced two hundred times, and he was already sweating profusely.

"Take a break, Junmei. ”

The old man with the sword said very kindly: "We will go to the city in front of us in a while, the master invites you to drink, since you are determined to be a hero, how can you not drink, how can there be a hero in the world who does not drink?"

Fang Jun's eyebrows were shocked.

This passage is exactly the same as back then, it was in this that he drank the first sip of wine in his life, and he has never been able to leave the cup again.

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