Chapter 57: The Man Who Doesn't Exist in the World

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Bai Xiaolou is the leader of the Demon Sect, the leader of the Demon Sect who swept the rivers and lakes in the past and reigned over the world, holding the most terrifying knife in the sky and the earth in his hand and also the most powerful weapon 'Xiaolou listened to the spring rain all night' The leader of the Demon Sect, but the years are not forgiving, even a generation of Tianjiao such as Bai Xiaolou is also old in front of the years, but he did not bend his knees and surrender in front of the years, he has a knife in his hand.

As long as he has a sword in his hand, he will not surrender to the years, and as long as he is not dead, he will not surrender. Time can kill his body, but it can't kill his spirit and will.

He was old, too old to expect anything from the world, except for one thing - he wanted to see someone, he wanted to meet someone he had met fifty years ago.

More than fifty years ago, the Blue Dragon Society, which had already controlled the rivers and lakes and even touched the court, continued to rule him, and he was fifteen years old, he was the one he met at the age of fifteen, the person he still can't forget.

He still remembered that the young man who was as young as him swept away the thirty-seven masters of the Blue Dragon Society with an iron sword, and then floated away.

He will never forget that young man in his prime and angry in the sky. He will never forget the man's sword that still amazes him.

He also practiced swordsmanship back then, but after seeing that person's sword, he was sure that it was difficult for him to surpass that person in the way of the sword, so he gave up the sword in his hand and turned to learn swords, so there was a rampant Bai Xiaolou in the world, and a demon sect that became obscure in the eyes of the world appeared.

More than 40 years ago, when it came to the world's number one master, many people ranked Bai Xiaolou first, and when it came to the ranking of weapons in the world, Xiaolou listened to the spring rain overnight, and ranked the weapon of Xiaolou overnight listening to the spring rain above the seven weapons and many ancient gods.

For these things that are widely circulated in the people of the rivers and lakes, he just laughs, he doesn't care too much, he has nothing to care about. He knew that he was not the best in the world, at least in his eyes, there was a person's martial arts attainments, he still didn't know if he could win, if he couldn't beat that person, how could he become the real number one in the world?

The original purpose of his founding of the Eastern Demon Sect was not to dominate the rivers and lakes, but to help him find that person, the person he wanted to fight the most in his life, and the only person he wanted to fight against.

It's a pity that in the past 50 years, that person has never appeared on the rivers and lakes, as if that person did not exist in this world, and as if the incident he witnessed back then was just a dream of his.

But is that really the case? At least in his opinion, the man was real, and he believed that the man must not have died, and he believed that there was no one in the world who could kill him.

So he's been waiting, he's been practicing martial arts, he's waiting for that person to appear, and he's never given up. He wanted to find that person, and he wanted to have a real encounter with that person.

This has become the greatest wish of his life, and now he has met that person, the person who calls himself Wu Ming, the person who is the same age as him, but whose eyes are exactly the same as when he saw that person, full of sharpness and killing intent.

This ability, a person who should exist in a legend, has now appeared.

Bai Xiaolou's hand was already clenched, he looked at Wu Ming, he stared at Wu Ming.

Xue Yiren didn't look at Wu Ming, in fact, he never knew that there was a person like Wu Ming in the world before the Battle of Cangshan, but he was looking at a person in his eyes, looking at a person who should also be a legend in his eyes.

This person seems to have never walked on the rivers and lakes, but the rivers and lakes have left this person's footprints everywhere. In addition to practicing the supreme swordsmanship of the Huashan School, Qingfeng Qingyang, the Huashan Sword Saint Feng Qingyang, also practiced a set of peerless martial arts that were not inferior to the Qingfeng Thirteen Styles-Dugu Nine Swords.

This set of moves is exactly what this person imparted Feng Qingyang.

He once wanted to find out about this person from Feng Qingyang's mouth, but unfortunately Feng Qingyang didn't know this person, this person also appeared in the rivers and lakes in a flash, and then left the rivers and lakes again, he was the same as Wu Ming, they didn't seem to be people in the rivers and lakes, they didn't seem to exist in this world at all.

But Xue Yiren has always believed that this person exists, he has seen this person, he has always wanted to fight with this person, this person has always been the person he wants to fight the most after he won the title of the number one swordsman in the world, but he has been looking for more than 20 years, but he has not found this person.

He didn't expect to meet this person in this place, to meet this person he knew nothing but a name.

-- Lonely and defeated.

Xue Yiren has never been eager to know everything about a person, and now he wants to know everything about this person, everything about this person called Dugu seeking defeat.

Dugu Qiuyu was wearing a cyan hat, he looked quite old, he already had white hair on both sides, his eyes were staring at Mo Qingchi, looking at the swordsman in front of him who had alarmed him and Wu Ming.

Wu Ming's hair was all white, and he didn't look like a swordsman at all, but like a Confucian scholar who had read poetry and books, and he didn't have the slightest sword intent on him, nor did he have the temperament of a swordsman or a warrior.

It's just that when Bai Xiaolou saw this old man who was about the same age as him, he knew that this person was the peerless swordsman back then, it must be, absolutely, although he didn't look like a swordsman at all at this moment.

Wu Ming and Dugu were all looking at Mo Qingchi.

Mo Qingchi stood up, neither physically nor psychologically there was a little nervousness or restraint, he was very calm in the face of the two top swordsmen in the world today who were sharper than swords, and he also looked at these two swordsmen calmly, these two swordsmen who were once mythical in his heart.

Now he couldn't help but face the fact that he was going to fight these two swordsmen today, at least one of them.

Whether it was Dugu seeking defeat or Wu Ming, he was not sure of victory.

If he had the certainty of victory, then he would not have appeared here, precisely because he was not sure of victory, so he appeared here, and he saw these two of the best and most powerful swordsmen in the world today.

The wind is still, the air is still, the space is still, time is still, everything in the heavens and on the earth seems to be still.

After a long, long time, someone spoke, and he stared at Mo Qingchi: "Do you know me?"

Mo Qingchi looked at that person, and the person who spoke was Dugu Qiu, he knew that person was Dugu Qiuqiu, because Dugu Qiuqiu had said his name, and he knew this person, so he nodded.

A swordsman can't be insincere, maybe he can be insincere to others, but he definitely can't be insincere to himself, so Mo Qingchi nodded, he looked at Dugu and said, "I know you, but I never thought that you actually existed in this world." ”

A gleam flashed in Dugu's eyes, and the essence seemed to pierce Mo Qingchi's eyes like a sword, and he said after a while: "Yes, I shouldn't exist in this world, but it's a pity that I called Dugu to defeat, so I can only appear in this world." ”

Bai Xiaolou didn't understand this sentence, Xue Yiren didn't understand, and even Wu Ming didn't understand it, but Mo Qingchi faintly understood.

Mo Qingchi smiled, he asked a question that sounded a little silly, he said, "Do we have to fight?"

The answer, of course, is yes, and that's a stupid question.

Mo Qingchi smiled: "Do we have to stand here as nerds before we fight, waiting for the other party to show their flaws before making a move." ”

Wu Ming smiled, and Dugu also smiled, their smiles were very short, they were just a flash.

Then Wu Ming spoke, Wu Ming's voice was very magnetic, with a temperament that only scholars who have read poetry and books have, he looked at Mo Qingchi with a smile and said, "Then what do you think we should do?"

Mo Qingchi looked into the distance and said with a smile: "Autumn is the best season in Cangshan, can we miss it?" I suggest that we should at least take a walk and see the scenery. ”

No one spoke, but all three of them walked almost simultaneously.

A person who practices martial arts knows that it is difficult for a static person to show a flaw, but once a person moves, he will reveal a flaw, and for the three of them, even the slightest flaw will become a lethal weapon for them to kill people in an instant.

However, they both believed in each other very much, and walked very naturally, completely defenseless.

The three of them went, and they walked so slowly that it was almost like a walk.

The three of them all had very happy expressions on their faces, and Mo Qingchi slowly answered the sentence of Dugu seeking defeat just now without hurrying at this time, and he said: "Why is it that because you are Dugu seeking defeat, you can only appear in this world?"

Dugu said lightly: "If you can't find an opponent in your world, then what will happen to you?"

Mo Qingchi said: "I may choose to live another life. ”

Dugu smiled and said: "So you are Mo Qingchi, and I am Dugu Qiu, I have been looking for defeat in my life and I can't get it, so I am unwilling, and I met a person at this time, and he told me that he could help me find an opponent." ”

Mo Qingchi said, "That's why I'm here?"

Dugu said in defeat: "That's why I appeared in this world." He glanced at Wu Ming, sighed softly and said: "That person didn't lie to me, I really should have come to this world, and he did help me find a respectable opponent, but it's a pity that I'm still alone." ”

Mo Qingchi said: "Is it because you haven't lost yet?"

Dugu begged for defeat and said: "Yes, because I haven't lost yet, so I'm still Dugu seeking defeat." ”

Mo Qingchi smiled, he laughed and looked at Dugu and said: "Yes, because you haven't lost yet, so you call Dugu to defeat, but it's a pity that you will definitely lose this time." ”

"Oh?"

Mo Qingchi said lightly: "Because you met Mo Qingchi, you will definitely lose." ”

Dugu also smiled, he took off the cyan hat on the top of his head, looked down at the white clouds under the mountain, and sighed lightly: "I have been lonely for too long in this life, but I want to be defeated." ”

Mo Qingchi smiled slightly, he didn't say anything to Dugu to defeat, he and Dugu had already finished talking, so there was still something to say?

Bai Xiaolou and Xue Yiren already showed a shocked look on their faces, their eyes were facing each other, they both saw surprise in each other's eyes, they looked at Dugu and sought defeat, and four words appeared in their minds: Broken Void.

Could it be that Dugu did not belong to this world in the first place, but came to this world with a broken void, and the purpose was just to find an opponent who could not be defeated in his life?

Some of them didn't believe it, but Dugu's words and Mo Qingchi's words were still in their ears, how could they not believe it?

Yes, Dugu came to this world through the Broken Void, and his purpose was to find an opponent, to find an opponent that others had already arranged for him-Mo Qingchi.

Mo Qingchi didn't look at Dugu for defeat, Dugu didn't look at Mo Qingchi, Dugu for defeat quietly and slowly, admiring the surrounding scenery, he knew that he was not the only one who wanted to speak at this moment.

This little old man, who had fought with him many times, and his skills were definitely not inferior to him, Wu Ming, the owner of Sanssouci Island, must have a lot to say to Mo Qingchi, so he didn't speak, he walked and listened. (To be continued.) )