When the decisive battle comes, the world will be the helmsman of the Tianshan Mountains. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

On the top of the cloud ladder of the winding mountain, an old man walked slowly.

Although he is extremely old, the monstrous sword aura emanating from his body clearly tells everyone that he is the Sword Saint Dugu Sword.

If there is anyone in the world who has reached the realm of "extreme sword", then in addition to the nameless "martial arts myth", there is only him - Dugu Sword Saint.

But after all, he is still old, and his body can no longer show the demeanor of his youth. Although his body was old, his steps were still steady, slowly ascending, with the last determination of his life.

He is not for his own reputation, he is here for the revival of Wushuang City, in front of him, is the real mountain of Tianshan, and in his heart, there is a mountain like a cloud-Ma Xiaoming.

In a battle six years ago, he was defeated, and he was completely defeated, and the "Holy Spirit Sword Technique" that he relied on to become famous when he was young was broken by the other party in one move, and then he was put on his neck by his sword, Zhan Lu, what a shame, but defeat is defeat, he does not deny it. And now, he will bring everything he has and the strongest sword technique he has recently mastered in exchange for the revival of Wushuang City.

At the end of the ladder, dozens of disciples of the Tianxia Association were already in full array, led by the master of the Great Wave Hall.

"Senior, please come here, the master has been waiting in the torture hall for a long time. Broken Waves said loudly.

"So, there is labor. ”

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Ma Xiaoming is a little big, originally today's battle was just a side plot and points given away by God in his opinion, but now it is like a martial arts event by Xiongba.

The torture hall was rebuilt from the original Fengyun Pavilion of the Tianxia Society, and it was said to be rebuilt, but in fact, the plaque was replaced, and the others were basically not moved.

And the square that originally seemed very spacious was full of people on both sides - all martial arts people who had been invited by Xiongba to watch the battle. Among them, there are not only the heads and elders of various sects, but also some martial arts families who have long been famous, and even some heroes who have lived in seclusion for a long time have come to join in the fun. Of course, a considerable number of these people are members of the "Hunters' Guild" under the Torture Hall, and they have been running around doing tasks in exchange for the rewards of the Torture Hall over the years.

Although Ma Xiaoming was very unhappy by Xiongba's hand, when he saw the martial arts people watching the battle below, he still felt a sense of satisfaction and accomplishment in his heart.

Yes, it's a sense of accomplishment.

"The fruits are almost ripe. Looking at these martial arts people, Ma Xiaoming muttered.

A figure appeared at the entrance of the square, an old figure. Although the figure is old, but the originally noisy square suddenly quieted down because of the appearance of this figure, if it were not for the cry of mountain birds in the distance, you can use "silent" to describe the silence at this moment.

The person who came was none other than the Dugu Sword Saint.

As soon as the main lord came, Ma Xiaoming, who was originally sitting bored, immediately came to his senses.

"The Sword Saint is coming, I haven't seen him for six years, how are you doing lately?" Ma Xiao said brightly.

"Ma, Xiao, Ming, don't talk nonsense, if you lose today's battle, you will not interfere in the affairs of the Peerless City in the future, and take away the foundation of my Peerless City. Obviously, Dugu Sword Saint didn't talk to Ma Xiaoming about topics like "Have you eaten today".

The crowd on the sidelines was in an uproar, and the few words of the Dugu Sword Saint revealed a big news - Wushuang City was not ruled by the Dugu family. Of course, there were also some people present who knew the secrets, and they knew that something strange had happened in Wushuang City, so it was not strange.

Ma Xiaoming replied lightly: "It's a pity that even if I don't interfere in the affairs of Wushuang City, the foundation of your Wushuang City will be taken away sooner or later." Even if you don't have me, do you think your Peerless City can last?"

"You, what are you talking about?" Dugu Sword Saint obviously didn't expect Ma Xiaoming to say this.

"What's the matter, see for yourself, for example, what kind of life did the people live today, and what kind of life did the people of your Wushuang City live six years ago? Even if I didn't defeat you six years ago, do you think the Dugu side can still sit firmly in the position of the city lord? A corpse vegetarian wine bag and rice bag, martial arts are okay, but unfortunately he doesn't know anything about governing the city, and the people live a difficult life under him, and I have brought them a better life and a better tomorrow. Now, not only are you not grateful to me, but you still have the face to ask for the power to return to the Peerless City, do you think I will agree? Even if I agree, will the people of the Peerless City agree?"

Ma Xiaoming's righteous and awe-inspiring declaration shocked everyone present.

Not only was the Sword Saint silent, but even the heroes present were shocked again by the fact that "the Sword Saint was defeated by Ma Xiaoming six years ago".

"What, Hall Master Ma defeated the Dugu Sword Saint six years ago?" a certain Jianghu master said in shock.

"Nonsense, otherwise why do you think the world would interfere in the affairs of Wushuang City? However, the master of the horse hall is really well hidden, and he is usually inconspicuous, but he didn't expect to defeat the martial arts myth like the Sword Saint a long time ago. Another master touched the beard on his chin and exclaimed.

A certain member of the Hunter Guild interjected at this time, and said in a disdainful tone: "What's more, I think the number one master of the World Guild is none other than the Master of the Horse Hall." ”

Hearing this, one person came out to express his dissatisfaction, and said loudly: "Cut, the number one master of the World Association has always been the leader of the male gang, how could it be a guy surnamed Ma." ”

The last member of the Hunter Guild gave him a blank look and said mockingly: "You don't understand this, the Hunter Guild is a subordinate organization of the Torture Hall, what is the hottest task reward of the Hunter Guild now? It is the Qingling Fruit, the Qingling Fruit is a strange fruit that not only has the effect of healing injuries and increasing power without injury, but also has no side effects." Although it is a valuable existence in the rivers and lakes, as the master of the torture hall, there must be no shortage of it. I heard a high-level of the Hunter Guild say that every month the Torture Hall has to supply the Heavenly Frost Hall Master Qin Shuang with a Green Spirit Fruit, so the Ma Hall Master will have to take at least dozens of Green Spirit Fruits in a year. ”

"Shhh Although the effect of taking Qingling Fruit varies from person to person, one Qingling Fruit can save people a long time of hard work, if there are dozens of them...... Everyone didn't dare to think about it anymore.

However, there are still more real people, a certain martial arts master who has fallen into fantasy muttered: "Suppose that after defeating the Sword Saint, until now, if you take twenty Qingling Fruits every year, it will be one hundred and twenty pills in six years, that is, you have increased your power for more than a hundred years out of thin air, and your forehead is ......" Obviously, this person was also frightened by his own calculations.

Not to mention the others, they finally came to a fairly unanimous conclusion: as long as there were no surprises, the Juggernaut would definitely lose this battle.