System Announcement: Immortal Lord Ding Peng of Yuan Yue Villa in Immortal Mountain and Spirit Land passes on to the demon pupil...
Dark clouds cover the sun and there is no moonlight.[13800100]
The demon pupil's sword was flowing with hazy white light. She slowly stroked the blade of the demon sword, her eyes showing the excitement that she tried to suppress. "Oh, you can't wait, can't wait for the world to know you again, and let your name be recited again.
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The magic knife screamed and trembled, and in the rain, a curved blade suddenly appeared on the other end of the handle, turning the entire knife into the shape of a full moon.
The sword flashes and flashes.
Fast, too fast, so fast that the palms of Ben Lei Sword sweated, and the hand holding the sword began to tremble involuntarily. "Go up! Go up quickly -" He waved his arms and roared to order the people around him to rush up and attack the fairy mountain.
The people in Lingdi let the sword call the shots and rushed forward bravely. Everyone felt that they could drown the figure in front of them just because of their numbers!
The knife moves with the person. The knife moves anonymously like the wind, throwing the large group of people chasing behind it further and further away.
Ben Lei Jian calmed down his emotions and remembered the dangerous blow just now. If the junior sister hadn't blocked it with her life, he would have died at this moment. "Arrogant person!" Ben Lei Jian looked at the junior sister who fell to the ground and died, and cursed one after another.
, the people around her from the same sect all looked at the body on the ground with a heavy heart. Everyone knew that she had been sent to the secret realm of death row.
"Pretentious people are the most disgusting. Since you are so angry, why don't you use your sword on me?" A voice mixed with a mocking tone suddenly sounded from behind Ben Lei Sword. Dao Wuming was holding a long sword in his hand and wearing a bamboo hat on his head, standing behind the rain curtain.
In the middle, his eyes were full of disdain as he stared at the group of people headed by Lei Jian, who was running away three feet away.
Everyone else chased away, except for the members of the Fuxing Church led by Ben Lei Jian. Ben Lei Jian originally thought that this was safe, but now he found out that he was wrong, very wrong. Dao Wuming dared to come.
They planned to retreat easily, but his Qinggong was very good, far superior to theirs.
"Pay for your life!" The six or seven younger brothers and sisters who were running thunder swords rushed out, unsheathing their swords. With a dull sound like rolling thunder, the sword light flashed as fast as a gust of wind.
The sword moved without a name. The sword moved with the person, but it moved faster than the person. The nearest sword reached in front of him and cut the opponent's throat. During the rotation, the flashing sword light almost indiscriminately cut the opponent's throat.
The two people who were outflanking him were cut into two pieces. When the sword was broken, a head was thrown into the sky.
The hand holding the Ben Lei Sword was trembling slightly. Dao Wuming broke through the interception. The man and the sword were in front of him. The Ben Lei Sword could not be avoided or retreated. He had already cowardly chosen to stop just now. But the junior brothers and sisters would think he was sad.
Sadly, if he retreats at this moment, he will no longer be the Ben Lei Sword.
The swords collided, and the Thunder Sword was only halfway through its moves. The lack of internal energy condensation made it seriously weak. 13800100 The first person and the sword were shocked at the same time and retreated continuously, unable to maintain their momentum for several feet. The surrounding Thunder Sword masters
The brothers and sisters attacked together and delivered their swords in time, completely blocking the possibility of Dao Wuming taking advantage of the victory to pursue him.
The deer-cutting knife spins around. It flies away from the hand, cutting off half of the attacking enemy. At the same time, Dao Wuming's hand holds the heavy knife wrapped in black cloth on his back. When the knife moves, the shining wind of the knife turns into a fan-shaped cold light.
, he whirled and slashed out with the sword Wuming, and the God-killing Swords of the General Altar were folded in response to the light of the sword. The lethality of the flashing fan-shaped sword light was still undiminished, cutting off the bodies of seven or eight people in half a circle in an instant.
The deer-cutting knife that flew out of the hand spun back and was sheathed.
Ben Lei Jian, who was knocked back, only then regained his composure, and looked at all the junior brothers and sisters with fear on his face, falling to the ground, with broken swords all over the ground, yes, the strongest in the whole circle
The God-killing Sword-level sword was broken on the ground. The cloth covering the knife that Wuming carried on his back had already torn apart. The wet cloth was fluttering in the night wind. Inside the cloth was a long knife that was completely black.
There is no edge, but there is a majestic dragon with an angry look on the blade.
The fighting spirit of the Ben Lei Sword was completely lost, and the sword in his hand slowly dropped weakly. He was no match for the man in front of him. The blow of the deer knife had already caused a gap in his sword blade, and all his junior brothers and sisters were dead. He had already
He no longer deserves to be called a giant of the Renaissance. "What kind of knife is this?"
"Only the winner has the right to ask questions." Dao Wuming raised a contemptuous sneer at the corner of his mouth. "I heard that Xue Fei from the Fuxing Society once studied martial arts at Shenjian Villa for a period of time. Is it true?"
"yes."
"I heard that Xie Xiaofeng taught her a very special swordsmanship because she looks like a woman. Is it true?"
There was silence until the knife was placed on his neck. Ben Lei Jian sneered at the heavy black knife on his neck. "You will die if you don't tell me. Why should I tell you."
"Say, I will let you go."
Ben Lei Jian was silent for a long time, and finally spoke. "Yes."
"I heard that the set of swordsmanship was created by Xie Xiaofeng when he realized that he had listened to Chunyu one night in the Demon Sword House. In fact, it was the Demon Sword swordsmanship that was changed into sword moves, right?"
"Yes. This is the swordsmanship that Xuefei practices." Ben Lei Jian answered all questions, and then sneered, "If you think that I can challenge Xuefei if I win, I'm afraid you are wrong. The martial arts in Fuxing Meeting
There are at least three people taller than me, but you are not sure of winning with Li Kuangfang's sword. Xue Fei has never used that sword technique because it is not necessary, and you can't force her to use that sword technique."
"So, you have never seen that sword technique with your own eyes." Dao Wuming frowned slightly.
"Xue Fei's master Feng Qingyang has met her, and so has my master."
"What did they say?"
"The swordsmanship itself is close to invincibility."
"Close?" Dao Wuming's brows continued to furrow.
"If your opponent's swordsmanship is almost flawless, how can you win?" Ben Lei Jian sneered mockingly.
"As close as you can get, there's more."
"You asked about the swordsmanship learned by Xie Xiaofeng's Demon Sword in order to challenge Demon Sword Demon Eyes, right? I advise you not to try, you can't beat her. There are no flaws in the Demon Sword's swordsmanship with the Demon Sword, not even the slightest flaw.
It is the only set of sword techniques that never has flaws and can have infinite changes in its moves."
Dao Wuming was very unhappy to hear this. Many old people in the world said that Yaotong was the number one sword in the world. "She has been defeated before."
"The inner strength of Yaotong who just debuted at that time was far less than that of the first sword in the world at that time, Blood Blade. The defeat was the difference in inner strength. If you think you can defeat her with the difference in inner strength, that would be ridiculous." Ben Lei Sword
Disdainfully, internal strength cannot be faked. The actual attribute values of Lao Jianghu's bones are generally high. Even if the martial arts level is the same, the depth of internal strength is different. There is an absolute difference in the ability of Lao Jianghu like Yaotong to rely on internal strength in today's Jianghu.
There may not be anyone who can defeat her. At least there is no one who can defeat her with a single sword.
Dao Wuming was silent. Challenging the demon pupil was something he had to accomplish on his journey to use the sword. Wu Cun made him realize that not all the old rivers and lakes were vulnerable. Naturally, the demon pupil, the best sword in the world, as mentioned by the old rivers and lakes, could not be Langde.
A false name, and the Demon Sword is by no means a wasted name. Without a sufficient understanding of Demon Eyes, Dao Wuming is unwilling to challenge, because there is only one chance to win or lose. And he doesn't like failure.
"Let's go." The knife was tied to his back again. Dao Wuming walked away without looking back.
It wasn't until his figure disappeared into the rain. Ben Lei Jian finally breathed a sigh of relief. The people who had chased Dao Wuming earlier had not returned yet. Because those people were not chasing Dao Wuming, but a light kung fu master pretending to be Dao Wuming. Ben Lei Sword
Looking guiltily at the junior brothers and sisters lying on the ground, he felt sad and blamed himself. "I'm sorry, I won't let your death be in vain. I will avenge you one day... Don't blame me for being greedy for life and afraid of death. Today, you know
What kind of hard work I have put in. I can't ruin the hard work of so many years just because of my own impatience! Forgive me..."
The rain keeps falling. The blood on the ground is diluted and faded, slowly flowing down with the terrain...
The rain in Tianmeng Mountain is very light, and the drizzle is like a thin layer of mist.
Only Xiaojian is there on Tianmeng Mountain, and Dongtian Bliss is still under reconstruction. When the reconstruction is completed, most people on Tianmeng Mountain will go there.
Dao Wuming saw many women on the mountain. They were all disciples of the Tianmeng who had left Lingjiu Palace in the past few days. These people did not know Dao Wuming. They found Dao Wuming who was wearing a bamboo hat and a raincoat to be weird and interesting.
There is no other curiosity to explore. He looks too downcast. It is difficult for a downcast person to be taken seriously wherever he goes.
A beautiful figure dressed in purple came singing a song from afar, passing by. Everyone who saw her bowed respectfully or greeted her warmly. Dao Wuming looked at the figure that was getting closer and closer, and took a deep breath.
Her tone calmed her rapidly beating heart. Yes, Zishan was so beautiful. She was recognized as the most beautiful woman in the world. There were few men who were not enamored by her beauty.
"Huh? Dao Wuming is back. Is the dragon-slaying knife useful?" Zishan saw Dao Wuming standing silently like a stone from a distance, and came over with a happy smile.
"very good."
"Hehe, that's great. I've been wielding the dragon-slaying knife for many years and finally it's used by a knife master."
The crowd was buzzing with discussion. Many people who didn't know Dao Wuming realized that he was the most popular person in the world in recent years and was known as the best among the rookies. The Dragon Slaying Knife has been stored for many years and no one has used it. It's not that it is useless.
People want to use it, but many people who wanted to use it in the past were unable to use it.
Now, the sharpest knife in the world has been given to Dao Wuming. This is undoubtedly an affirmation of Dao Wuming's strength.
"You are Dao Wuming! You have finally met a real person." A group of women came closer and talked enthusiastically around Dao Wuming. One of them approached him more boldly, with a bit of curiosity in her smiling eyes.
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"yes."
"Deputy leader of the purple shirt, you see Dao Wuming also likes the way you dressed up for fun in the past." The woman giggled and seemed to be very familiar with Zishan. Zishan chuckled and waved her arms exaggeratedly. "More
How cool! A downcast person, wandering the rivers and lakes, drawing swords to help when encountering injustice, under the dismissive contempt of the enemy, whoosh - a cold light flashed, and the villain's head fell to the ground! How cool!"
A group of people were laughing, but many people couldn't stand Zishan's mischievous jokes.
"Hey, Dao Wuming. I'm going to buy you a drink. Do you think I'll give you a face?" The woman smiled, bent down, and tilted her face, trying to get a clear look at Dao Wuming's face under the bamboo hat. When she saw it clearly, she shouted in surprise. "
So handsome! Are you wearing a hat because you are afraid that there will be too many beauties around you?"
"My eyes are too showy and I am not good at hiding my emotions. I often get into trouble because of this."
"I...then, let me take a look while you drink."
Dao Wuming hesitated for a moment and nodded. The woman smiled happily and said, "It's settled! Tomorrow at noon, see you at Tianzi No. 3 on the third floor of the Yuelai Inn in Beijing. Why don't we go together, the purple-shirted deputy leader? We guys have been back for so long.
I’ve never had any fun with you.”
"Let's discuss it again." Zishan smiled happily.
Others around him noticed the opportunity and started to cheer together. "If the deputy leader doesn't go, I'll treat you to a treat!"
"You girls are killing you! You want to trick me into bleeding again! I won't do it, just go and eat Qianzhirou!" The purple-shirted finger pointed at the woman who invited Dao Wuming, laughing loudly. Zhirou raised his hands in the air with a smile.
He moved his arms, clapped his hands, and shouted softly. "The deputy leader has spoken and asked me to treat you. Everyone will come at noon tomorrow."
"Yeah! Long live the deputy leader!"
Everyone laughed happily amidst the shouts. They were all familiar with Zishan's personality. They said they wanted to eat poor Zhirou, but in fact there were so many people there that she must have paid the bill.
"Deputy leader, can I take care of my family?"
"Zhirou is treating us, ask her!" Zishan looked like he was staying out of it. Zhirou didn't know what Zishan meant, so he immediately smiled and said, "Take it, just take it! I'll eat you until I'm exhausted."
Dao Wuming remained silent in the crowd. His eyes under the bamboo hat fell on Zishan, and he sighed secretly...
The Flame Mountain is no longer what it used to be.
The loss of the power of the five elements has caused the sky fire on the Flame Mountain to be extinguished, and it no longer has the power of the past that burned blazingly in the void and will never be extinguished.
The red wind horse ran like lightning, crossed the mountains and ridges as if walking on flat ground, carried the sword like a face, and stopped at the foot of the mountain.
Yiyun is still looking for reasons to stay in those places along the road he has traveled, but he does not think that he should remain silent about the major events being planned by the Tianmeng and the Tianji Sect. The brief battle with Yiyun on the isolated island made Jianru Yanxin
The itch was unbearable, so Jian Ruyan took the initiative to take care of the trip to the Flame Mountain.
In the past, they had many experiences of killing a fairy mountain and spiritual land alone, but now that the special effects of martial arts have been lost, it is definitely not as difficult as it used to be to face countless enemies on their own. At that time, they had not thought of attacking the Flame Mountain.
Because Princess Iron Fan is not an easy person. Now that the Immortal Lord of the Flame Mountain has become a non-NPC Shan Sili, her deterrence no longer exists.
"Why is there no one..." There was not a single immortal soldier around the foot of the mountain. Jian Ruyan was secretly confused. There were a lot of immortal soldiers in the Flame Mountain. There should be immortal soldiers everywhere, but when he looked around, there was no one at the foot of the mountain.
."Walk."
The red wind horse moved its hooves rapidly, galloping up the mountain. Jian Ruyan found that there were many immortal soldiers and handymen on the mountain lying scattered on the mountain.
It's not that there is no one, but someone has been here for a long time. The purpose seems to be the same as Jian Ruyan's, intending to kill Shan Sili and give Tianmeng and Tianji faction a disincentive.
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