As for the speculation about the messenger of destiny, Zhuo Yi actually always had his own answer.
There are only a limited number of people in this world who understand "Wuji Sword Art", and there are even fewer people who understand this sword art and can use it skillfully.
Judging from the proficiency of the destiny messenger.
His understanding of "Wuji Swordsmanship" has reached a superb level. With the skill of raising his hand to fire instantly, Zhuo Yi cannot think of anyone else with such proficiency except the Sword Master.
Although Yi Zhiyang also demonstrated this swordsmanship in the national physical training competition.
But the gap between just getting started and mastering it still exists.
Therefore, after ruling out the possibility that the messenger of destiny is Yi Zhiyang, Zhuo Yi can only think of one person at the moment.
Jingbai folded his arms and blew a little breath.
Bang! A sound.
The fortune-telling mask of the messenger of destiny suddenly shattered and turned into powder.
After seeing the other person's face clearly, Zhuo Yi took a deep breath.
"It's really you."
These four short words have proven that Zhuo Qi's idea is completely correct.
Sword Immortal Fan Rui.
The man who claimed to be dead back then, but left behind a lot of mysteries.
In fact, Zhan Zong also obtained some evidence proving that the Sword Immortal was not dead.
Zhuo Yi had a basic inference at that time.
In order to help his disciples get rid of their inner demons, the Sword Immortal Fan Rui put on a great show.
And for many years, the only insider, the Evil Sword God's senior fellow swordsman Yi Jianchuan, has been keeping this secret.
After that, Sword Immortal Fan Rui disappeared completely.
He was like a cloud of smoke that evaporated from the world and disappeared without a trace.
The last time Zhuo Yi saw the swordsman Fan Rui was in a book called "History of Cultivation of Sword Dao".
He saw the black and white photo of Sword Immortal Fan Rui registered in the history book.
Unexpectedly, many years later, he would see me in person, and in such a situation.
"I didn't expect that you would join the foundation after disappearing for so many years." Zhuo Yi sighed, filled with emotion.
He saw the embarrassment of Sword Immortal Fan Rui.
I really can't think of why such an immortal swordsman who cultivated a swordsman would choose to join the foundation.
To help the tyrants do evil and do those despicable things.
Zhuo Yi has many problems.
He even wanted to curse directly.
But he opened his mouth, but in the end he said nothing.
He thought of what Fan Rui said to him before the battle, "He is fighting for himself."
Then his real purpose of joining the foundation seems a bit intriguing.
"I have my own reasons...you won't understand." Fan Rui stood up. His entire right arm had been cut off and blood was flowing all over the floor.
The gurgling blood donations gathered at his feet and formed a puddle of blood. The amount of bleeding was shocking.
"All I ask is that you return that bamboo to me so that I can complete the final attack." At this time, Fan Rui said.
"Do you know what this means?"
"I will die."
Sword Immortal Fan Rui smiled and said: "I had calculated that this battle would happen hundreds of years ago. For this reason, I must join the foundation. But I didn't expect that the owner of the best sword in the world would be you..."
"Then you misunderstood. I don't have the ability to become his master." Zhuo Yi smiled bitterly. He winked at Jingbai. Jingbai snorted, flicked his fingertips, and the bamboo sword flew back.
The ground was inserted at Fan Rui's feet.
"Whether it's you or not, I still thank you for giving me the opportunity to challenge."
Fan Rui picked up "pre" again with his left hand.
He was grateful, thanking Zhu Jian for accompanying him through such a journey.
At the same time, Fan Rui also knew very well that his behavior was not understandable to ordinary people.
But it doesn't matter anymore, he has always been fighting for himself.
At this time, Jianxian took a deep breath, and he was ready for the final impact.
""Wuji Kendo" is fully activated!"
As soon as he finished speaking, powerful sword energy surged out from the Sword Immortal's body,
For a time, with Fanrui as the center, the surrounding ground was impacted by the sword energy, leaving dozens of deep ravines.
This kind of sword energy was almost overwhelming, like a tsunami rolling in.
Such an astonishing amount surprised Zhuo Yi.
The man in front of him was indeed as strong as the history textbook he had read... without any exaggeration.
However, this strength is only limited to the strength above the earth.
No matter how powerful the aura of Sword Immortal Fan Rui is, it is still just a drop in the ocean compared to Jingbai.
The next moment, he roared and rushed forward.
The speed was as fast as lightning. In a short period of time, Fan Rui used the blessing of "Wuji Swordsmanship" to turn the bamboo sword in his hand into thousands!
He actually turned the sword's intention into a thousand.
At this time, Zhuo Yi only felt amazed in his heart.
If Jingbai hadn't been here, even if his reservoir was fully open, he might not be Fan Rui's opponent.
Facing the thousands of bamboo swords that were about to attack him, Jingbai just waved his sleeves and waved a sword barrier to block the front.
The brown psychic sword barrier turned into a solid shield, blocking the thousands of bamboo swords, preventing Fan Rui from getting even half a step closer.
A huge disparity in strength still exists.
"If you continue like this, you will die from the backlash." Jingbai looked at the man in front of him.
In fact, he didn't quite understand the other party's behavior, like a moth flying toward a flame.
Perhaps, for someone who has been pursuing the sword all his life, dying under his first sword in the world is also a kind of romance?
His face was expressionless with shock.
He acted as ordered and showed no mercy to Fan Rui.
On the other side, Fan Rui was also struggling to use the bamboo sword in his hand, trying to take a step forward.
The tip of his sword stretches forward at a rate of several millimeters, which can almost be described as minimal.
Zhuo Yi didn't know what purpose Fan Rui had in coming.
As time went by, he saw that the body of Sword Immortal Fan Rui began to be unable to withstand the pressure of the sword barrier and collapsed.
Starting from the fingertips of his left hand, it turned into powder little by little.
"I have already won this battle..."
A few seconds later, Fan Rui burst into laughter.
This man completely disappeared between heaven and earth.
But it was only at this moment that the shocked white pupils shrank.
He already understood the real purpose of Fan Rui's challenge to him like Kuafu Zhuri...
"In a sense, it is true." Jingbai said with a blank expression.
"Lord Jingbai, what do you mean?" Zhuo Yi was puzzled.
"Fan Rui obviously has a stronger sword, but why does he always use his disciple's famous skills in battles?" Jingbai said.
This point awakened Zhuo Yi a little.
really.
As a swordsman, Fan Rui's own swordsmanship is also outstanding.
But in all his attacks just now, he used General Yi's original "Wuji Kendo".
There must be a deep meaning in this.
"As far as the sword is concerned, this is indeed a madman."
Jingbai made the final evaluation of Fan Rui's behavior.
He never expected that Fan Rui would actually take advantage of him. By challenging him, the world's best swordsman, he would integrate himself with the "Wuji Swordsmanship" and become the meaning of "Wuji Swordsmanship"...
In other words, after Fan Rui's seemingly "moth flying into the flame" challenge is over.
"Wuji Kendo" has also officially become a branch of kendo in Tiandao.
From the very beginning, Fan Rui came here with this purpose in mind.
After listening to Jingbai's explanation, Zhuo Yi suddenly realized.
This may be Fan Rui's way of proving his swordsmanship.
At the same time, he also made his final contribution to his disciples and grandchildren...
This messenger of destiny for the foundation fell like this.
However, Zhuo Yi knew that the battle was not over yet.
"President Bai, I know you are already here, come out."
At this time, Zhuo Yi turned his gaze in one direction.
In the void, a young man with an evil face stepped out of the crack with slightly curled lips...