Chapter 8 Junbei Desert?

Gongzi Xin and Chu Ziyan were standing on the side. Thankfully, they didn't miss the duel.

"How do you know that something happened to the Sword Pavilion?" Chu Ziyan asked. followed Chu Ziyan all the way here, and saw that they had already begun to fight.

Gongzixin smiled, "If you want to touch other people's things, it's best to take advantage of the other person's absence." Only in this way will the other party not find out. ”

Hearing Gongzi Xin's words, Chu Ziyan said, "Are you saying that someone knew that Zhao Xing was entangled, so he took the opportunity to kill all the swordsmen in the inn?"

"Not bad, so I wanted to come over and confirm it. ”

"But what are they for?"

Gongzi Xin glanced at Chu Ziyan in a hurry, and said, "One thing I forgot to tell you, the reason why I sent all the people out was to chase one person. ”

"Who?"

"Junbei Desert. ”

The two were still talking, but the duel in the field became more and more intense.

Beads of sweat slid down his forehead like water, and Zhao Xing's impenetrable heavy sword technique began to have flaws. There is no flaw in the swordsmanship, but the person who uses the sword has a flaw, he has begun to feel tired, and his internal strength has begun to be unable to support the consumption of the swordsmanship. But he also knew that his opponents were just like him.

The swordsmanship has reached his level, which is rare in the world. This set of heavy sword techniques is actually not taught to him by his father, because he just gave this sword to himself and sent himself to Saibei. In Saibei, ten years may not be able to see his father, in his limited time, the only thing that can accompany him is the sword in his hand.

The sword was given to him by his father, and at that time, he thought that perhaps his father's soul lived in this sword.

"I'm not going to lose!"

The corner of Zhao Xing's mouth sneered, and one of his heavy blows swept away Lu Chen's blade. Lu Chen was inferior to Zhao Xing in terms of strength, so he had to avoid it. Zhao Xing stepped forward again, and the heavy sword method was thirty-six styles, each of which was a move, which were opening mountains, cracking stones, flying sand, tornadoes, shattering the ground, and splitting the sky.

Shattering the ground and splitting the sky are the two most powerful moves in the heavy sword technique, even with Zhao Xing's skills, he does not dare to use them easily, this is a sword technique that hurts others and hurts himself, and his father once said that if one day he can comprehend the existence of sword intent, he can only use these two moves at that time.

But today you have a strong opponent, so you have to go all out.

"Shattered ground!"

From ancient times to the present, no one dares to say that the earth is torn apart with manpower, not to mention the sword, the sword is a noble existence, even if there is a trace of collapse, the sword will lose its power. Unless it's absolute strength!

Wow!

The heavy sword collided with Lu Chen's sword, and the heavy sword techniques were interlocked, Lu Chen dodged one move every time, but the next move was waiting for him, until in the end, he had to use his sword to resist the incoming heavy sword!

And now, with a crisp sound, Lu Chen's sword shattered!

Zhao Xing took the opportunity to slap Lu Chen's chest, and Lu Chen was sent flying. He spat out a few mouthfuls of blood in his mouth, and the injuries in his body were not serious, but for a swordsman, the sword was broken, so he lost this battle!

Struggling to stand up, Zhao Xing still wanted to raise his sword, but all he raised was the hilt, and the sword that had been fighting with him for more than ten years was really broken this time.

"You've lost!" Zhao Xing looked at Lu Chen with a condescending attitude.

Lu Chen doesn't seem to be afraid of Zhao Xing's eyes, as long as I haven't died, then I will continue to fight. "I won't lose unless you kill me!"

Lu Chen stood up from the ground again, and Yu Yao's heart, who was standing in the distance, also began to tremble, and she restrained her desire to step forward immediately. Instead, he threw the sword in his hand into Lu Chen's hand, and no man was willing to show his cowardice in front of his own woman.

Lu Chen wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and looked at Zhao Xing, his heart was unexpectedly full of strong fighting spirit. The darkness before dawn is all but a great light, and I will die in battle, not steal my life.

"Huh?" Zhao Xing looked at the person who got up from the ground again. "It seems that you are qualified to take my next sword - Splitting the Sky!"

Just as Zhao Xing raised the heavy sword high, Chu Ziyan's lazy voice came.

"I say, if you want to keep fighting after hearing that all the swordsmen you are protecting are dead, then you can keep fighting!"

"What!"

Zhao Xing's heart was shocked, and the sword momentum of the heavy sword slowed down and slowly fell. Gongzi Xin successfully interrupted the duel, because he knew that Zhao Xing was only at the end of the crossbow now. Zhao Xing turned to Gongzi Xin, with the heavy sword on his shoulder, and asked, "Are you here to tell me this?"

"Of course not!" Gongzi Xin stepped forward, looked at the two who were not convinced by each other, and said with a smile, "There is another reason, I heard some small news about the battle of the Undrunk Mansion thirty years ago. ”

"What?" Lu Chen was originally very dissatisfied with Gongzixin's forcible interference, but when he heard this, he was also shocked in his heart, no one knew better than him and asked where the hatred of the Sword Pavilion came from. He stared at Gongzixin's face and said impatiently, "What did you say?"

"Why don't you fight?" Gongzi Xin pretended to be very strange and looked at the two.

Zhao Xing looked at the heavy sword in his hand and said with a smile: "You'd better tell what you know quickly!"

Gongzi Xin looked at the two of them, and it didn't seem that this sentence was funny at all, and shrugged his shoulders, "Okay, there are only three words-Jun Beimo." ”

Just three words, Zhao Xing already understood what Gongzi Xin meant, and Lu Chen put away the sword in his hand, which means that this battle can be over.

"Where is he?" Zhao Xing asked again, since Gongzi Xin came to find them, then it was definitely not simply to tell them about it. Gongzixin had to say that Zhao Xing guessed well,

"Wait!"

"What are you waiting for?" asked Lu Chen.

At night in Jinling City, thousands of lights are lit up on the ground, and thousands of homes are happy. But his sky is always pitch black, and if brilliant fireworks suddenly appear in such a dark night sky, it should be extremely eye-catching. Bright fireworks exploded in the sky, lighting up the sky, which appeared to be in the south direction of the city.

"Looks like we've waited!"

At night, a man dressed in black roams like a bat in the room. But behind him, people kept chasing him, and gradually formed a situation of encirclement around him. The person who rushed to the front was Mo Siliang, who had not been seen for a long time, and he bit the man in black in front of him.

The man in black probably knew that he couldn't dodge, so he stopped and turned around. It's just that his whole body is shrouded in darkness, and he can't see his face clearly.

"I've never heard of a swordsman who hides his head and tail. ”

Mo Siliang shouted loudly in the night.

"Yes or no, you can find out if you come and see!"

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