Everyone was waiting, waiting for any of the nine elders and the last nameless to make a move, no matter what kind of shocking duel?

The nine elders didn't make a move because they were afraid, they only knew that the swordsman in front of them was fast, but they didn't know how fast he was, maybe if he wasn't careful, the cold blade in his hand would pierce his throat.

In the end, Nameless didn't make a move, he didn't want to make a move, if he really wanted to make a move, the Great Elder should have been lying in a pool of blood at this moment, this is definitely an undoubted fact.

Wen Yunfeng, Duan Yunhong, the heads of the six major sects, and the disciples behind them, all stared at the end of the nameless and the sword in his hand, in addition to worrying, they still had some expectations in their hearts, it was rare to have such a duel, and they would never have the opportunity to perform it themselves.

The unknown wind blew from an unknown direction, concealing and dispelling the warm autumn sun, and there were only two things left in the world moving, the setting sun in the west and the swaying placket of clothes.

Ye Ransom also changed his previous calmness and calmness, he clearly knew in his heart that the nine elders joined forces, and no one in the rivers and lakes and even in this world was invincible, but this swordsman who appeared like a ghost disrupted all his expectations, the exploration, strategy and strategy of human nature, he was a master among the masters, and now the only thing he could do was wait.

After a few loud bangs, the nine elders jumped into the air with one foot and their breath in unison, like an eagle in the desert seeing its prey, staring at the encircled Nameless with eyes that symbolized death and radiance.

Nine large pits appeared on the ground, and the cracks around each pit spread out, and the cracks did not gradually disappear until a few zhang away, and it seemed that the nine elders joining forces with the world to be invincible did not seem to be a wild talk.

Wen Yunfeng and Duan Yunhong's eyes were also full of anxiety, Wen Yunfeng should know the end nameless better than anyone else, he was anxious to prove that the end nameless did not have the certainty of winning against the nine elders.

Almost all the world is worried and anxious about the end of the name, and there is only one person smiling, and that is the end of the nameless self!

In the blink of an eye, just a blink of an eye, the final nameless had already left the ground and stood in the air, and at that moment, a burst of ghostly light appeared in front of everyone's eyes almost at the same time, perhaps the only thing that could measure how fast the final nameless was was this real ghostly light!

In the face of the final nameless, the nine elders could no longer hold back, even if they were not sure, they had to give it a try, and the nine pairs of hands and eighteen palms struck at the end of the nameless with the power of pulling mountains and turning over the sea. One palm goes out and the other immediately follows, one withdraws and the other immediately makes up, the nine hands almost shrouded the nameless in a dead sea, he has no way out, no way out.

Although the nine elders have strong and weak internal strengths, there are almost no loopholes and weaknesses in this way. The people who were still worried and anxious just now had a hint of despair in their eyes at this time.

The end nameless was still laughing, and the palms of the nine elders came one after another like the light of death, and they really hit the end nameless body and made a "bang" sound, but why could he be indifferent?

The palm wind gradually weakened, and the speed and strength of the nine elders' palms slowly weakened, and suddenly a few crisp, pleasant, desperate and lonely voices suddenly sounded, no more, no less, exactly nine, each of which was accompanied by a tear, but there was no trace of blood from beginning to end.

All the sounds in front of him stopped abruptly, and the nine elders slowly fell to the ground, and the final nameless also slowly fell to the ground, everyone knew that the end of the name had completed what should have been done, but none of them knew how he had done it?

The nine elders all raised their right hands and touched their necks, a little itchy, a little painful, a little cold, those sword marks!

Nine red lines, the same depth, the same depth without dripping blood, the same position, the same position, the non-lethal position. The nine elders lost, and finally won without a name.

The nine elders may not be convinced, and they don't want to leave, but they know that they should and must leave, because it would be too easy for the sword in front of them to kill them.

Wen Yunfeng smiled, Duan Yunhong smiled, the heads and disciples of the six major sects also laughed, except for the person who couldn't laugh, there was also one person who didn't laugh, the lonely and evil ghost standing on the eastern slope.

The Great Elder stepped forward and said, "Your Excellency's swordsmanship is unprecedented, if you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, we would never have believed it, we have no regrets about losing in your hands, but why didn't you kill us?"

The final nameless smiled and said, "Do you know what the sword is most willing to do?"

The Great Elder shook his head and said, "The old man has never used a sword and does not understand the way of the sword. ”

The final nameless smiled and said: "The sword is the most reluctant to kill and stain blood, once it is stained with blood, it will live forever and never be washed." ”

The Great Elder said coldly, "Let us go today, and we will definitely come back one day." ”

Finally, Nameless smiled and said, "That's your business, what does it have to do with me?"

The Great Elder did not say anything, nor did the other eight Elders speak, but nine rode on the horses they had ridden when they came, stepped on the same path as they had come, and walked in the opposite direction to when they came.

Looking at the figure of the Nine Demons and hundreds of sect members leaving, the people here began to cheer and shout, this catastrophe of the Central Plains Martial Arts came to an end with the defeat of the Demon Sect, they would definitely come back, but maybe that was already a very distant thing!

The guards on the city tower and the disciples of the various sects in the Central Plains surrounded the nameless group, shouting: "Sword God, Sword God, Sword God." ”

When the first day of the sword was nameless, he must have fantasized about this day, but when this day finally came, he found that it was not as beautiful as he imagined, and it seemed that the name of the sword god was too much of a burden.

The end nameless was laughing, everyone was laughing, and it wasn't until the Qingyan sword in the end nameless hand fell off the ground that all the smiles stopped abruptly.

A trace of blood overflowed from the corner of the swordsman's mouth, this is blood should have flowed out a long time ago, the reason why he endured it for so long was just to deter the people in the Demon Sect, the strange thing was that no one found out that the end of the name had been injured, Wen Yunfeng didn't find it, Duan Yunhong didn't find it, and the nine demons of the border punishment who left couldn't find it.

Wen Yunfeng hurriedly stepped forward to help up the final nameless who was about to fall to the ground, tears suddenly fell to the ground, and he said with tears in his mouth: "Master, what's wrong with you? ”

Wen Yunfeng, who was touched by the nameless, Wen Yunfeng seemed to have grown a lot this year, but in the eyes of the nameless, he would always be the innocent young man in Liulin Town, maybe he would prefer Wen Yunfeng to be like this, but time is difficult to turn back, and everything that happened has happened.

Finally, Nameless touched Wen Yunfeng's face and said, "Master is fine! ”

Wen Yunfeng cried and said, "Actually, I should have thought of the master feeding the move with his body, just to deliver a fatal blow when the enemy's strength weakened, but I still have a trace of illusion."

Finally, Nameless touched Wen Yunfeng's cheek and smiled: "Don't cry, tears are love, if you leave too much, it will be water, help the master to go into the city to rest, the master is a little tired!"

After that, Wen Yunfeng picked up and limped towards the city of the Southern League, and Duan Yunhong also led the major heads and disciples to follow behind the two of them, and walked towards the city of the Southern Alliance.

The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on the backs of this group of people, and the little blush was like blood, and people in the rivers and lakes were destined to be red with blood.

Watching this group of people slowly disappear into Nanmeng City, Ye Rancher finally let go of his anxiety and uneasiness, and sighed softly and regretted.

Ye Fuwei was still laughing, but no one knew what he was laughing at? Looking at the sunset in the west, the corners of his mouth muttered: "All beings are chess, rivers and lakes are games, only I am worthy of being this chess player." Swordsman, swordsman, you should be left behind and independent, but you want to live in the rivers and lakes to be a hero. In the middle of the game, some people left, but fortunately some people came. ”

After saying that, Ye Ransom stopped talking and stared at the sunset in the west for a long smile.

This day has finally passed, and the story of the rivers and lakes has not ended, but the story has developed to a node now, and everyone should take a good rest, otherwise how will they face the bloody rain of tomorrow?

The quiet night, the quiet city, the quiet city tower, the starry sky and the hunting did not disturb the quiet night in the slightest.

What is the disadvantage of a moonless night? A moonless night, at least people don't bother to look up, if the light is enough to have these stars.

There are three people standing on the city tower, they don't seem to have stood here quietly like this for a long time, quietly staring into the distance, the last time they stood here Wen Yunfeng and Duan Yunhong should have been full of anxiety, and what kind of mood would it be to stand here at this moment?

The nameless cough lightly, as if the injury was not light, not like what he called a little skin injury.

Wen Yunfeng asked with concern: "It's windy above the city tower, let's send the master back to rest first!"

Finally Nameless shook his head and said: "This is the best healing medicine in the world is nothing more than tranquility, how can you be willing to miss it if you are as calm as water here?"

After that, Wen Yunfeng didn't persuade him again, he hadn't accompanied his master for a long time, and it was a good thing to be able to stay here quietly for a while.

Duan Yunhong looked at the end of the nameless and asked, "If the junior didn't guess wrong, the one who saved the two of us in the Liulin Golden Shoutian Crossbow Array last time was you, the senior." ”

In the end, Nameless smiled and didn't answer, Wen Yunfeng also smiled, and Duan Yunhong also smiled.

Suddenly, Wen Yunfeng put away his smile, frowned and said anxiously: "I always feel that there will be waves in the rivers and lakes, endless and never-ending waves. ”

Duan Yunhong asked, "Where did Brother Wen say this?"

Wen Yunfeng's mind was full of the shadow of Ye Ransom's evil, this mysterious ghost lived deep in Wen Yunfeng's heart, maybe this would be a knot that Wen Yunfeng couldn't untie in his life.

Wen Yunfeng muttered: "I don't know, there is a vague feeling, whether it is in the night sky or in the daylight, there is always a pair of ghostly eyes watching me, I try to obliterate it, catch it, escape it, but in vain." ”

The final nameless patted Wen Yunfeng's shoulder and said: "Qingyan is now in your hands, it is easy to achieve swordsmanship, it is difficult to achieve swordsmanship, the swordsman is destined to be locked with this three-foot Qingfeng, and it will never be able to extricate himself, and the vortex of loneliness and justice will be rested until death." ”

Wen Yunfeng looked at the nameless, his resolute eyes met, and the loneliness, tenderness, justice and helplessness of the swordsman were all in sight.

Zhong Wuming nodded, Wen Yunfeng also nodded, and Duan Yunhong smiled happily on the side.