Fifteen years ago, Bu Liuming invited Fan Xiliu to fight, just for the title of the first in the world, this thing itself is not ridiculous, it is absurd that the head, the first in the world?

Who has dared to call the world the first since ancient times?

The original sword god may be able to, but that is only limited to maybe, but the sword god did not dominate the martial arts of the rivers and lakes, but chose to disappear. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

No one can say clearly whether the choice of the sword god is right or wrong, but everyone understands that the word sword god is now just a legend in the rivers and lakes.

Before the rise of Shaolin Wudang, the Nanyue Sword Sect may be regarded as the largest faction in the world, although the Nanyue Sword Sect gradually declined, until thirty years ago, the Nanyue Sword Sect was nominally only two people, but how many people really existed, and who could figure it out.

However, there are really only two people in the Nanyue Sword Sect that appeared in the Jianghu martial arts, a master, who claims to be a sword god, and an apprentice, who has no name and no surname, and his martial arts are unparalleled in the world.

People who dare to be the best in the world must have real skills.

The sword god has a divine sword in his hand, but he doesn't dare to call himself the first in the world, because he is the first in the world, why should he fight for the false name that already exists?

And what do Fan Xiliu and Bu Liuming compare with the Sword God?

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After Fan Xiliu and Bu Liuming returned from the Demon Valley, they lost that ambition, especially Bu Liuming, that chivalry seemed to be much lighter, but it didn't show it, but Yue Xiao saw all this, but he didn't say it.

Who likes to lose?

Yue Xiao didn't like it, but he did lose a move and a half at the hands of Master Huizhi, a Shaolin monk, and was seriously injured, so that he was chased and killed by the Haisha Gang and jumped off Qingfeng Cliff.

Chongsan didn't like it either, but he lost to his own heart, a heart of revenge, which made him lose himself.

Jiang Yandie didn't like it either, but she lost in front of Yue Xiao, and she lost very thoroughly, including her own heart.

The little bug doesn't like to lose, but he has never won, let alone lose.

The scholar is tired of books, yes, it is books, not losing, because he only has books, but before writing, he loses, and loses completely.

So who is the winner?

No one can tell, and no one knows.

However, those who participated in the game of True Chess know that everyone did not lose, only time, in time, generation after generation, no one dares to say that they are the best in the world.

There are talented people from generation to generation, and one generation is better than one generation, which is an inevitable result, so no one loses.

Looking at Zhang Ao's three pawns, who were inseparable from Qixing and Yue Xiao, Bu Liuming didn't know what the meaning of this true chess game was.

Is it just for that battle for fame and fortune?

Now that he wins, even if he wins, what qualifications does he have to be the best in the world as a wasted person?

But recalling that transaction fifteen years ago made him feel emotional.

Fifteen years ago, at that time, Bu Liuming was still the leading hero in the martial arts of the rivers and lakes, and he was in his prime, and where a long sword passed represented the word chivalry.

If it weren't for the guy who begged him to give him ten years, he wouldn't have gone to the hundred-year-old mountain to compete with Fan Xiliu for the first place in the world, because this matter was really boring, but he promised him, even if it was wrong, he would be wrong to the end.

In ten years, the man who whispered and begged for himself succeeded, but he was deeply trapped in this return to the truth, fifteen years, more than five thousand days and nights, Buliu meditated and thought that the man could turn back and say to him, "Stop, don't continue", but when he saw him again, Bu Liuming's heart was cold.

I bought him fifteen years, but what was the result?

What did he give himself?

A mess in the rivers and lakes martial arts?

Unscrupulous means to an end?

Scattered immortals?

Well, these are all that he brought to himself.

In fifteen years, he has changed from a scholar to a man full of evil, and the existence of people in the rivers and lakes and martial arts is spittive.

And in fifteen years, what has become of me?

Once a hero, now a wasted person.

The change is indeed quite big, but it is inevitably too big, so big that it is difficult to accept it, and it is estimated that as long as it is an individual, it is difficult to accept.

And he, it is estimated that he should be happy somewhere at this time, because he is the existence that everyone in the government and the opposition is afraid of, and he has a resounding name, the national pillar Feng Zhaoran.

Bu Liuming knew that he had done wrong, but now he still can't regret it, and he can't get it back, because the rivers and lakes never allow people to be wasted, even if they were once a generation of heroes.

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Yue Xiao and Liu Tianfeng joined hands to fight with Zhang Ao inextricably, and they refused to give in to each other, and the war between the soldiers and the three pawns, on the one hand, was to protect, and on the other hand, to attack the city and plunder the land.

Bu Liuming was moved once, which was a choice that Yue Xiao was forced to make in desperation under the birth of the danger ring.

The disciples of the Seven Star Sect forcibly replaced a pawn, but Zhang Ao stole one of Yue Xiao's chess.

Looking at the handsome chess with only one phase and one soldier left by Bu Liuming's side, Zhang Ao suddenly felt a strong uneasiness in his heart, because the two pawns were no longer enough to pose a threat to Bu Liuming.

Yue Xiao looked at Zhang Ao with a smile.

When that pawn replaced the disciples of the Seven Star Sect, Ji Ruchang felt that there was no suspense in this game.

Lost, indeed lost, even if Zhang Ao laid out in advance and made all preparations, he still lost.

Even if the other party does not have a single chess piece that crosses the Chu River Han Realm, but the Chu River Han Realm is just a beautiful scenery in the eyes of Shangguan Xiu when the New Year is sealed, no matter how beautiful the scenery is, it can't keep people.

It's just that everything has changed dramatically since Bu Liuming stood up.

It was very difficult for Bu Liuming to stand up, because he was weak, so it was difficult.

Yue Xiao wanted to help, but when he stretched out his hand, he found that he couldn't reach it.

"Let's throw in the towel!" Bu Liuming said loudly to the people in the True Building.

"Why?" Shangguan Xiu heard this, and looked at Bu Liuming with wide eyes and puzzlement, why did Bu Daxia suddenly admit defeat in the face of a good situation?

Not only Shangguan Xiu was puzzled, but everyone present was puzzled, and deep doubts filled the True Building.

"Maybe we're all wrong. Fan Xiliu also stood up and spoke for Bu Liuming, but this sentence was unclear and unclear.

"In this chess game, Brother Fan and I just want to do one thing, that is, to invite the world's martial arts heroes to discuss the matter of jointly defeating the Demon Sect. Bu Liuming said loudly.

The word Demon Sect was uttered by Bu Liuming, which immediately caused everyone to exclaim.

"Could it be that the Demon Cult has revived?"

"Thirty years ago, the sword god slashed the demon with all his might, could it be that the demon sect is rising again?"

"Why haven't you heard of a demon cult making waves lately?"

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Questions, all questions, full of questions, the people in the True Building are all questions at the moment.

"Thirty years ago, the Great Elder of the Demon Sect, Long Zhan, escaped under the sword god sword, and then disappeared for thirty years, but Brother Bu and I recently went to the Demon Valley, only to find that the remnants of the Demon Sect have revived, and they have gathered a lot of demon demons, wanting to set off a bloody storm on the rivers and lakes. Fan Xiliu said to everyone.

"No wonder I haven't heard of it, it turned out to be in the Valley of the Devils, that bloody place, not everyone dares to go. Someone in the True Building suddenly exclaimed.

Fu Demon Valley, the place where the Righteous Demon War fought thirty years ago, after the First World War, there was no grass, and the smell of blood has spread to this day, and the blood-red plasma still remains, and it has not yet dissipated.

The thick blood-red mist has been permeating the Demon Valley, and no one can tell how many people died in the battle thirty years ago, and how many heroes and heroes died in the Demon Valley.

Now people only know that all the people who participated in that war are basically impossible to find in the current rivers and lakes.

And what happened to be bad was that Fan Xiliu participated in that earth-shattering battle back then.

It's just that thirty years ago, Fan Xiliu had not yet become the protector of the Hundred Years Old Mountain, and the Protector at that time was still his master, and he was only the strongest disciple of the Hundred Years Old Mountain.

In that battle, his master was killed in battle, and he naturally inherited the status of the protector of the Hundred Years Old Mountain.

I still remember that in the bloody Demon Valley, there were corpses everywhere, and the remains of severed limbs could be seen everywhere.

Thirty years have passed, but the past is still the same as yesterday.

"But I don't force everyone, for the sake of the fairness of the martial arts, I hope everyone can work together to discuss the plan to defeat the demons. Fan Xiliu said.

"Everything is under the orders of Fan's seniors. ”

"We swear not to stand with the remnants of the Demon Cult. ”

"Fan's seniors are still ninety years old and still uphold justice for the Jianghu martial arts, and it is our duty to be a junior. ”

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The Guizhen Building suddenly presented a situation where only Fan Xi and Liu Ma were looking forward, all of this was only because of the word Demon Sect.

At this moment, no one pays attention to who loses and who wins in this true chess game, but the word Demon Sect is too heavy, so heavy that even the Jianghu martial arts dare not touch it easily.

Yue Xiao helped Bu Liuming to play the chess pieces.

Fan Xiliu continued to stir up everyone's emotions on the chessboard.

"The remnants of the Demon Sect have revived, the people of the Demon Sect have harmed all living beings and caused the entire rivers and lakes to be miserable. ”

"The Demon Sect has become a recognized fact in the Jianghu martial arts, and as the right way, it is our duty to eliminate harm in the Jianghu martial arts. ”

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There was a chorus of harmony in the True Building.

No matter how impassioned Fan Xiliu said, no matter how righteous and awe-inspiring Fan Xiliu said, there are still people who disdain it.

That person is a mad knife arrogant, a mad knife, and he is crazy.

A mad knife, a madman.

What is madness?

Furious?

Insolent?

Arrogant?

No, the arrogance of the mad knife is reflected in his character, he is crazy and self-centered, and everything in the world is just a floating cloud to him.

Because he is crazy, so he doesn't care about others, the pawn takes the lead in charging, he is crazy, so he doesn't care about other people's opinions, even if it is Shaolin Wudang, Emei Kongtong and other Jianghu martial arts factions, he is crazy, so he ignores Fan Xiliu's impassioned speech at the moment.

The mad knife is crazy, so he leaves.

Even if he knew that the Demon Sect was harming sentient beings, what did this have to do with him? No matter how righteous and awe-inspiring the righteous path of the Jianghu Martial Arts was, what did it have to do with him?