Chapter 169 Ice Closure

Sword Sect.

In less than ten years, Jianhui, who was once full of energy, had already gray hair and looked at the two people on the stage with a worried look on her face.

Over the years, in order to protect the huge sword sect, he was almost worried, but unexpectedly, many things happened.

After he brought Mu Yingming back to the Sword Sect from the Sword Tomb, Mu Yingming did not disappoint him. He first endured it for three years in the "Ten Thousand Swords Reincarnation". Not only did he recover all his martial arts, but he also achieved great success in the Heavenly Sword, which reached an unimaginable level in the world.

He thought it was a happy event, but it was unexpectedly the beginning of a tragedy. Because of this, his son Pojun became more jealous and constantly provoked Mu Yingming, and made a big fuss about the Sword Sect because of Xiaoyu's incident.

As a result, his son and his good disciple were as powerful as water and fire, and their hatred became deeper and deeper. What was even more sad was the death of his eldest disciple Chenfeng.

He never expected that his son would take advantage of the sect competition to kill his senior brother. That was the senior brother who had grown up since childhood. How could he take such a ruthless move!

But the man has been killed. As the father of Pojun and the head of the Sword Sect, what can he do? Should he kill his son and pay for Chenfeng's life? He cannot do it, so he can only punish this evil son for four years!

"Maybe the legend is true. Mu Yingming is really the life of a lonely star. No one who is involved with him has a good ending. I really shouldn't accept him as my disciple!" Jianhui looked at the two people on the stage and sighed.

"Why didn't the competition start yet?" Dugu Yifang walked over and asked. "Today, we all want to see the unique skills of this sword sect and see the unique skills left by this great sword master!"

"Yes! If we hadn't been to see the style of the Heavenly Sword, how could we have the leisure to come?" said one person. "If we were eyeing each other today, we were determined to annex our major sects, and we had to go back and take charge of the sect earlier!"

"Since Dugu City Lord and Master Yin have spoken, I can't refuse!" Jianhui jumped gently and arrived on the platform. He said loudly: "Today is the big day for my Sword Sect. On this day, we will decide to give birth to the first person in my Sword Sect, and the winner can have the things that govern my Sword Sect: Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect!"

"Wuming. Jun'er, are you ready?" Jian Hui looked a little sad and said to the two.

Wuming and Pojun did not speak, but just looked at each other with hatred, wishing they could kill the other party under the sword.

"Since that's the case, life and death are all based on destiny in this battle! You can start!" Jianhui took a step forward, got off the platform, with a depressed expression.

"Wu Ming, you have repeatedly ruined my good deeds and are against me everywhere. I really wish I could cut you into pieces to relieve my hatred. Be prepared to die!" Pojun's murderous intent was leaked, and the magic sword in his hand seemed to understand the master's intentions, shining with light.

"You have done so many evil things. You have killed your senior brother again. It is extremely cruel. Today, I, Wuming, will avenge my senior brother!" Wuming showed a hint of sadness, and the murderous intent in his eyes was extremely fierce.

"The reputation is worthy!"

Wuming made the strongest move of Wuming's sword technique. He did not leave any vitality on the opponent. He stabbed him with one sword, like an antelope hanging on his horns, without any trace. The sword's momentum was strange and difficult to touch.

As soon as this move was used, Po Jun felt depressed and unspeakable, as if all the six consciousnesses were sealed, and he was alone, deep in the boundless darkness. He felt panic.

But he was not an ordinary person after all. At this critical moment, he remembered what his father said, keeping his mind tightly and not being confused by external forces, and all kinds of negative emotions disappeared.

Before he could be happy, he saw that the nameless sword had arrived in front of him, and his soul suddenly burst into pieces, spitting blood, and retreating backwards.

Even so, his face had been scratched by the sword energy, leaving a deep sword mark.

"hateful!"

Pojun jumped up with a ferocious expression and shouted: "The Emperor of Ten Thousand Swords Return!"

With one move, the sword was powerful and powerful, and it swarmed and assassinated, heading towards Wuming as if it was overwhelming.

Everyone only saw that as soon as Po Jun used this move, the swords in the Sword Sect responded one after another, turning into streams of lights and storming towards Wuming.

How terrifying it is to attack thousands of swords at one person at the same time? If you are not careful, you will end up with thousands of swords piercing your heart!

The heads of the sects couldn't help but look solemn when they looked at the scene in front of them. Although they had extremely high martial arts skills, they would have to go through a lot of trouble in dealing with this kind of scene, and they might even die!

Wuming's face was calm, and the breath of the Heavenly Sword burst out, sweeping towards the swords in the field.

In an instant, the field suddenly changed. I saw that the flying swords were like losing their position and fighting each other in the air. For a moment, the sound was noisy and the flying swords fell one after another!

What a sword rain!

Po Jun's face turned pale. He never expected that his killer move would be broken like this, and he was a little lost for a moment.

Wuming missed such a good opportunity. He flashed his body and arrived in front of Pojun. He stabbed him with a sword, knocking down the sharp sword in Pojun's hand, and another sword stabbed Pojun's eyebrows.

"Stop!" Seeing that Po Jun was about to die under the Wuming Sword, Jian Hui didn't care about the rules and popped up with a finger, and suddenly a jade ring came to the front of the sword.

Looking at Yuhuan, even though his mind was as calm as water, he couldn't help but ripples arise. This Yuhuan was left by his biological parents when he was born, and he always regarded it as a treasure.

In order to show his gratitude to Jianhui, he specially presented it to Jianhui as a ceremony for apprenticeship.

"Master!" Wuming murmured, his face changing.

The master's kindness, the legacy of his parents, the hatefulness of Pojun, and the death of Chenfeng, a string of memories emerged in his mind. His expression was complicated, and he didn't know whether this sword should be stabbed.

"What should I do?" His hands trembled a little, and he kept struggling inside.

"Returning to the Sky Ice Art!"

Just as Wuming was thinking, Jian Hui suddenly shouted loudly, and his true energy gushed out, and he used the most earth-shaking move in his life.

In an instant, the temperature of the entire viewing place suddenly dropped sharply, and layers of black ice emerged from nothingness and forced everyone to force them.

"hateful!"

Dugu Yifang said just one sentence and was completely frozen and turned into an ice sculpture.

The rest of the people were no exception and became lifelike statues.

Jian Hui's martial arts are already a little stronger than everyone else, so he suddenly attacked again and fought for his life. How could these sect leaders resist?

"That's great!" Xiongba, who was far away in the World Association, couldn't help laughing when he saw this scene. "Dugu Yifang, you old fox, no matter how strong you are, you wouldn't have thought you would fall into the hands of the Sword Sect. This is really God helping me!"

Xiongba smiled happily, as if he had vented all the depression of the past few years. After a long time, he recovered and bowed: "Master, this time, the disciple will go to Wushuang City in person and eradicate it!"

"Go!" Xuan Tianji smiled mysteriously and said, "If your disciple hears any tricks of 'Love of the City', he will come to help you with the teacher!"

"Yes, Master!" Although Xiongba was confused, he also pressed him into his heart and turned into a stream of light and disappeared.
Chapter completed!