"What is supposed to come will come..."

In the sky of Needle Pine Cave, Tang Sirui was lying on the sofa, talking to himself and reading "Tang San's Diary".

Suddenly he put down the sheepskin book in his hand, stood up, and looked up at the clear, cloudless sky.

"Let's fight if we are brothers!"

Suddenly, he put on his high felt cowboy hat and walked outside the house.

On Wuya Mountain, the battle was so intense that it was dark.

Peng!

"Who are you?" Tang Jingran saw that his terrifying blow was easily blocked by the opponent, and the power of the sword continued to increase.

He may not be his opponent.

He couldn't help but stare at each other solemnly.

"It doesn't matter who I am, what's important is that I'm here to find someone today..." The swordsman held a knife in one hand, holding it horizontally across his chest, looking ahead with an expressionless face, facing the extremely fearful people of the Tang Sect.

He asked in a stiff tone.

"Who are you looking for?" Tang Jingran kept listening to the other person repeating this sentence repeatedly, and couldn't help but stare at him with an ugly expression.

At this time Tang Meng came on foot from the back mountain.

He said to his junior brother: "Looking at his swordsmanship, he may be the rookie in the world ten years ago - the immortal swordsman, Lu Wushuang!"

When all the Tang Sect disciples heard each other's name, they couldn't help but look at him with admiration.

He is one person with one sword, constantly challenging the swordsmen of famous families?

At a young age, a man was carrying a broken sword on his back. As if he was born out of nowhere, he traveled across the Kowloon Continent, killing and ambushing knife masters.

Continuous fighting, every time after being seriously injured and dying, he would be resurrected with full health and another fighting location would appear.

His crazy desire to fight is comparable to the martial arts idiot Dugu Zhan in Hidden Sword Villa.

If you are not fighting, you are on the way to fight!

In the end, he advanced all the way and disappeared after reaching the peak of the eighth level.

Since then, the legend of the Immortal Swordsman has been circulating in the world.

Nowadays, it is unexpected that the swordsman in front of everyone is actually the immortal swordsman who has disappeared for ten years.

"Who are you looking for in our Tang Sect?"

"Don't he know that we are all masters of using hidden weapons and poisons? Where can we use masters of knives?"

"He is the immortal swordsman..."

After hearing the words of the third uncle, everyone whispered with strange expressions.

"Lu Wushuang, we had a spar ten years ago, do you still remember me?" Tang Meng stroked his beard and said to the swordsman with a smile.

"I don't remember!" Lu Wushuang raised his bamboo hat, glanced at him, and replied lightly.

"...Hahaha, the Immortal Swordsman is still the same as before, only remembering the sword and not the person!" Tang Meng paused when he saw the other party's reaction, and suddenly burst into laughter.

Then he asked again: "I wonder who Mr. Lu is looking for when he comes to this gate?"

Hear the other person’s questions.

Lu Wushuang gritted his teeth and said word by word:

"D...Gu...Feng..."

bass!

In an instant, terrifying murderous intent burst out from his eyes.

"emm...Little friend Lu, there is no such person as Dugu Feng in the sect, so please come back!"

When Tang Meng heard what the other party said and saw his evil state, he couldn't help but think of Dugu Feng as a friend of his little ancestor.

He pondered for a moment and said kindly:

"Otherwise, little friend, you will be in danger!"

Whoosh!

"Since you don't want to talk too much, let's fight until you say it!" Lu Wushuang lifted the bamboo hat above his head, threw it far away, and nailed it to the towering tree.

Staring at Tang Meng, Tang Jingran and others with fighting intent, strands of long hair were fluttering in the wind.

The shabby linen robes surrounding him were making a rustling noise as the majestic momentum in his body stirred up.

"Senior brother, this kid is too arrogant. We should join forces to teach him a lesson, dampen his spirit, and let him know that the Tang Sect is not easy to bully!" Tang Jingran saw that the junior opposite was so arrogant,

She couldn't help but stare at him with evil eyes and said to Tang Meng.

"Junior brother, fighting a small number with more people like this is unworthy of a chivalrous man!" Tang Meng heard this, shook his head and said to him.

"Don't worry, you all can come on!"

When Lu Wushuang heard the words from the other side, his pupils widened and he said with great domineering attitude:

"I won't show mercy this time, anyone who takes action will die!"

When Tang Jingran heard the other party's arrogant words, he immediately became furious and said to Tang Meng angrily:

"Brother, did you hear that? He wants us all to die..."

The Tang Sect disciples holding weapons beside him were also filled with indignation and looked at this arrogant man with fierce eyes.

As long as the third uncle gives an order, they will shoot the other person to death and beat him into a sieve.

"Your Excellency, is this going too far? Where will you put us?" Tang Meng also said in a bad tone.

No longer the peacemaker attitude he had just now.

Don’t hit the smiling person with your hand!

What's more, the opponent beat him so happily!

"war!"

boom!

Daogang's domineering aura rose with the sound.

Lu Wushuang could see the blazing sword energy igniting all over his body, like a panic-stricken fire.

The battle is about to begin!

"Go blind!"

Peng....

A sudden sound rang in everyone's ears.

Suddenly, the field was filled with dazzling black smoke, making it difficult for people to see the scene in front of them.

When Tang Meng and others heard the sound, they immediately knelt down in the direction of the sound and said:

"Welcome Xiaozu!"

"Welcome to the Grandmaster!"

A tall figure appeared in the smoke bomb and walked towards everyone, "You are indeed no match for him. Although he is at the eighth level, his sword intention has reached the acquired extreme level!"

Tang Sirui smoked a cigar and appeared in front of everyone with a smile on his face.

There was still a frivolous look on his face that was unparalleled in the world.

"Long time no see, Ao Wushuang!"

It turns out that the immortal swordsman looks exactly like Ao Wushuang in the ancient scroll that Dugu Feng and others watched, and even the smell of using the sword is exactly the same.

Tang Sirui stood in front of Lu Wushuang and extended his right hand very gentlemanly, wanting to shake hands with him.

But what he responded to was indeed a domineering sword energy.

"Who are you? My name is Lu Wushuang..."

Lu Wushuang thought that the opponent was going to attack him, so he immediately slashed out with his sword, and instantly stepped back to distance himself from the mysterious strong man who suddenly appeared.

Look into the other person's eyes with a wary expression.

"It seems that you have lost your memory just like us!" Tang Sirui couldn't help but sigh when he saw his hostile vigilance.

"war!"

Without saying a word, Lu Wushuang slashed at the opponent with his sword.

The sharp blade instantly tore through the diffuse smoke bombs, revealing a bright sight.

"The knife cuts through Yin and Yang!"

boom!

The panic-stricken sword energy rushed towards Tang Sirui violently, as if the whole world had been struck by a sword.

"Damn! Are you serious?" When he saw Lu Wushuang's unexpected strike, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and said seriously.

Whoosh!

Move sideways and float to avoid the opponent's unstoppable knife.

"Stop! We are all our own people..." he explained eagerly after hiding.

"cut!"

Another fierce sword light.

"tui!" He spit out half of the cigar in his mouth.

Tang Sirui carefully pulled out the revolver from his waist and fired a shot at the sword in the air.

Gunfighting!
Chapter completed!