Chapter 80: A sword of rage
Ning Weijun still didn't give up, his mission was a big mountain pressing on his heart, making him breathless, "Wait, boy, you can go." But you have to tell me one thing, is it you the fifth disciple of the Loose Sect?"
Pan Dao's eyes narrowed, and he directly denied it, "No, there are only four disciples in the Xiaoyao Sect, and the Duan clan doesn't know this, but Lord Zhong Gu must know about it, you can ask him, forgive me for not being able to accompany him." ”
Pan Dao turned over and got on the horse, he gently clamped the horse's belly, and walked to Ling Qing's side, "Sister Qing'er, let's go." Ling Qing also whistled, attracting her own good horse, she leaned on the horse's back, turned her head to Pan Dao.
Pan Dao stretched out his hand to grab Duguwen, and the internal force operated to lift it to the black rose, and hugged his fists, "Everyone, farewell." We'll see you later. Ning Weijun made a move, and his Tie Yu Xiao used it as a secret weapon, "Boy, leave the boxing method of the reincarnation of the big dream, I need to prove the relationship between this martial art and the six reincarnation fists." Otherwise, you don't want to leave. ”
Pan Dao's long sword suddenly came out of its sheath, swinging away Tie Yuxiao, his face was extremely ugly, "Get out, why do I want to leave a fist move?" But in his heart, he couldn't help but wonder if the reincarnation of the Great Dream was really related to the six reincarnations, and they cared so much about it.
"Boy, leave the fist move, if you forcibly rob my wine, it will be a hook, otherwise you will continue to have karma with the Changchun Valley of the Ageless Mountain, and you will regret it at that time. "Ning Weijun has some conscience, as long as he punches, he doesn't want to run the method of internal strength. But where does Pan Dao care about this, he is already a disciple of Ding Chunqiu, according to Ding Laoxian's ambitions, he and the Xiaoyao faction are deeply involved, it is impossible for the two to coexist, there will be a battle at that time, and the more you fight, the more you can't get out of the chaos. That's not all, what's more important is that the relationship between him and Xiaoyaozi is more complicated, and the cause and effect are heavier, so how can the grace of passing on merit be wiped out. It can be said that he is a registered disciple, and once Changchun Gu knows this, he will definitely not let himself go.
"No way. Pan Dao replied coldly, and he turned his horse's head and galloped away. Ning Weijun didn't expect him to ignore his kindness, and couldn't help but be angry, he actually refused, if it weren't for Ding Chunqiu, who was in the Xingzhu faction, who turned against Xiaoyaozi's sect, Ning Weijun would definitely wipe out Pan Dao. In line with the fact that the enemy of the enemy is a friend, Ning Weijun felt that he was already very face-saving, and the congenital master who came out of the Changchun Valley of the Ageless Mountain, who had such a good temper as himself.
Tie Yuxiao struck behind Pan Dao again. He turned his most powerful move to make a move, "Boy, don't stay and want to leave, dream." Ning Weijun looked at Duan Zhengming coldly and instructed, "Send someone to take him down." ”
Duan Zhengming's expression was ugly, it could be said that he hated the fat man to death, he had already ceased fighting, and even had an accident, so he let him take action or send his subordinates to intercept it. Whether he still sits on the throne or not, what will the people in the rivers and lakes think of him in the future. But Duan Zhengming couldn't resist, he knew that once he lost Ning Weijun and Xia Butu's Zhenhe, Gao Shengtai would have no scruples.
"No, I can't. We can't make a shot. There has been a truce. If we go to war again, we will lose our trust in the world, what qualifications does the Dali royal family have to be the emperor, and what face does the Duan family have to sit on the throne. It was Duan Zhengchun who spoke. Although he wanted to kill Pan Dao to vent his hatred, the glory of the Duan clan was more important.
Ning Wei pointed at him handsomely. However, he also knew that he couldn't blame others, this was the secular world, not a small space for them to live, and it was completely in accordance with the rules of the cultivation world.
Pan Dao heard the sound of the wind coming from behind him, and he was completely crazy, you must know that Lu Dao is now on the back of the horse is Duguwen, who has just recognized his grandfather, and someone wants to give him a horse. Although Ning Weijun's skills were seriously injured and he couldn't exert himself, he was still able to deal with ordinary martial artists.
The long sword slashed like a great light, and the metal sound hit violently, Pan Dao looked at Ning Weijun's direction, his eyes flashed with madness, his sword was raised high, and the strength of his whole body poured into the sword body, and the internal qi continued to condense, and the sword qi rushed into the night.
Previously, Pan Dao wanted to send this move to fight Ning Weijun, but Li Qingluo's arrival solved him, making the sword move fail to take shape, but now Pan Dao's anger exploded, and the internal force compression was still rising, and the elements in the surrounding air were constantly afraid to converge on the sword body, and it was as dazzling as light.
The sword, out. The huge strength is completely comparable to the innate strength, and the momentum of the internal force surging to the sky cut through the time and space in front of him, and a sword shines brightly, turning into immeasurable sword light and slashing away.
Ning Weijun looked at the sword light fierce and invincible, as if he had forgotten to avoid it, his eyes burst with brilliance, and he muttered to himself, "Immeasurable Breaking Sword Style." How is this possible, it is absolutely impossible. ”
Xia Butu was also stunned, "Impossible, impossible, it turned out to be an immeasurable sword breaking style." Could it be that this son is a descendant of the Sword Saint's predecessors?"
Duan Zhengming was not stunned, he slapped Ning Weijun's body, and the two of them each retreated to the road in front of them, only to see that the sword qi was getting bigger and bigger, and the sword came out, immeasurable light, and the earth cracked, and the trees behind him fell one after another, which was a disaster.
Pan Dao's whole body was weak, he used all his strength, even if he continued to ride a horse a little reluctantly. Pan Dao's head was dizzy, and he didn't look at the result of his sword, and the black rose carried them and disappeared in front of his eyes.
Ning Weijun and Xia Butu glanced at each other, surprise flashed in their eyes, if Pan Dao was really the descendant of the Sword Saint's predecessors, then he might be his own person, and even had the right to inherit the Immortal Mountain Changchun Valley.
Duan Zhengchun's face turned pale with fright, fortunately he didn't go up to find him trouble, in case this sword was slashed on his body, with his current strength of being seriously injured, he would definitely not be able to die. This sword is already an innate attack power. He knew that the sword moves that Pan Dao had used to cast a secret method had a great impact on the caster, and even now the other party might not be able to hold the sword. If you send someone to attack now, will you be able to repay your hatred?
Duan Yanqing stood aside, he watched Pan Dao go away, and couldn't help sighing, "With such a powerful attack, I may not be able to catch it." It's just that this boy still has such hole cards, it's incredible. ”
Zhong Tao's expression became even more excited, "This is not the master, who else is." His eyes looked at the demented Ning Weijun and Xia Butu, and thought to himself, sure enough, it is still a fledgling who has just come out of the valley, do you really think that Changchun Valley's martial arts are the best in the world, who knows, there are more secrets hidden in this world.
Wang Yuyan waved her hand, she quite consciously summoned her horse, and at the same time instructed her subordinates, "Granny Rui, Granny Ping, help my mother to get into the car, and we will also go." ”
Granny Rui and Granny Ping didn't dare to slack off, they carried Mrs. Wang into the carriage, and now the young master here is the leader, who else can listen if he doesn't listen to her. Of course, even if they want to unlock Li Qingluo's acupoint, they don't have that ability, and the acupoint sealing technique of Yiyang Finger is not so easy to solve, not to mention Pan Dao's innate skill acupoint sealing method.
Granny Rui stepped forward and asked respectfully, "Miss, are we going back to Mantuo Villa?"
"No, go to the Immeasurable Dao Palace first. We said goodbye to Pan Gongzi, and then diverted to the End of the World Pavilion. Wang Yuyan refused to go back to Mantuo Villa, if such a big thing happened, Mantuo Villa must be difficult to calm down, she glanced at Duan Zhengchun, thinking that it was mainly to prevent him.
Duan Zhengming also spoke, "Brother Chun, let's go together." It's also time to go to Tenryuji Temple, and you can't stop what you should do. Duan Zhengchun nodded, he looked at a few women, "Qingluo, Hongmian, you wait for me, I will come back to you." ”
Wang Yuyan's face was frosty, "No need, my mother won't want to see you." Duan Zhengchun's footsteps flickered, obviously shocked, "Daughter, how can you be so ruthless." Wang Yuyan said coldly, "My father is Wang Yu, Lord Duan, please call me Wang Yuyan, Miss Wang." Duan Zhengchun's face turned pale, "Yu Yan, why do you bother......?
Before he finished his words, Mu Wanqing spoke, "Lord Duan, my master doesn't want to see you either." If you dare to come, don't blame my sword for being unkind. Duan Zhengchun was extremely angry, "You ,......" Mu Wanqing didn't care about him, and forcibly helped Qin Hongmian to walk back to the Valley of Ten Thousand Enemies.
Zhong Tao stepped forward hatefully, he looked at the stone tablet that was shattered, "Let's go, this is the Valley of Ten Thousand Enemies, I don't welcome you." Also, Duan Zhengchun, you little white-faced king, I don't care what the relationship between you and my wife was before, but if you still dare to touch my wife, then don't blame me for killing. ”
Duan Zhengchun's face turned blue, he didn't speak, he raised his head and left. Zhong Tao sneered, didn't care about him, looked at Ning Weijun and Xia Bu and said, "As for you, if you want to know the answer, stay first, if you want to accuse me of doing things, then don't open your mouth at all." ”
Ning Weijun and Xia Butu finally came back to their senses when they heard this, they stared at Zhong Tao, and said hatefully, "You ,......" Who knew that Zhong Tao didn't want to pay attention to them at all, he waved his big hand and turned to leave, "Go." Then he led the people of the Valley Gate of Ten Thousand Hatreds to walk and flash. Duan Yanqing was also simply, only glanced at Duan Zhengming, was stunned and didn't say a word, turned around and followed Zhong Tao back to the valley.
Duan Zhengming felt that it was boring to stay, so he also turned around and left, protected by several guards behind him, and retreated to Dali without looking back. Hua Hegen, one of the three princes, fell behind him and said to Duan Zhengchun, "Lord Wang, don't look at it, everyone is gone." ”
Duan Zhengchun sighed, "Alas, why bother with today." ”
Seeing that he was in a bad mood, Ba Tianshi turned his mind to Duan Zhengchun's ear, only to see Duan Zhengchun's eyes red, "Is this serious?" Ba Tianshi patted his chest and said, "Seriously." Duan Zhengchun was overjoyed, "Well done." As he spoke, he walked away.
When Duan Zhengchun walked away, Fan Hua asked curiously, "Lao Shi, what did you go with the prince?" Ba Tianshi said with a lewd face, "What else, of course it's an authentic thing." "I, you, the sun, you dare to let the prince drill into the crypt. Hua Hegen smiled and scolded Ba Tianshi.
The three of them walked away and cursed, and after a while, the Valley of Ten Thousand Enemies finally regained its calm. (To be continued......)