Chapter 2512 The master is inside the sword monument!
Pei Lun's figure froze.
Brush it!
The disciple of the Xuantian Sword Sect instantly broke into a cold sweat. After all, within the sect, Pei Lun was extremely famous, firstly because of his weird long sword called Jiantun, and secondly...because of the opponent's eyes.
Can't say small.
All I can say is that it has never been opened.
Exactly!
This is what Pei Lun is most taboo about!
"This damn fat man."
Slowly turning around, he squinted at the fat man inside the golden-armored giant, and said with a smile: "What do you want from me?"
Fatty: "?"
"Brother...disciple, please resign!"
The disciple was so frightened that his scalp was numb, and he no longer dared to stop in the field. He wiped his sweat and ran away without a trace.
Perun's third characteristic.
The mouth is very, very poisonous!
But...the word "fatty" is also the Achilles' heel of Fu Yulin, the king of heaven!
"Fat Master is with you..."
Bang!
Before the fat man could finish his words, Pei Lun swayed and suddenly landed in front of him. He raised his hand, and a faint sword light suddenly appeared, blasting him away!
What a coincidence.
It happened to hit the battle group in the distance, causing everyone to get into a mess and curse continuously.
"Boy!"
Old Wei glared at Pei Lun: "Are you looking for trouble?"
"Ah."
Pei Lun chuckled and said, "After all these years, my brain still hasn't grown up."
Old Wei: "?"
"You dare to hurt my son?"
Dong Dahai looked unkind: "Have you asked me as a father?"
"You've been raped."
Pei Lun opened his mouth and came.
Dong Daqiang: "?"
"Woof!"
"Woo!"
"It's too much! If it were me, Ashu, I wouldn't be able to bear it!"
"..."
One Dog One Ball One Tree can't stand listening anymore.
When Pei Lun spoke, he slapped someone in the face and exposed his shortcomings. His main theme was to stab someone in the heart, to stab him to death!
"A native dog."
"A loser."
"A coward."
Pei Lun said quietly: "The future of Xuantian Sword Sect is really worrying."
One dog, one ball, one tree: "?"
"You can't say that."
Even Lao Sun couldn't stand listening anymore and became a peacemaker: "None of us have experienced life and death with Jian Shou back then..."
"so."
Pei Lun said seriously: "Without the support of the sword head, you can only be regarded as a true grandson."
Lao Sun: "?"
The atmosphere suddenly became quiet, so quiet that everyone realized something was wrong!
"Fuck him!!"
Looking at each other, the people who had previously refused to give in to each other became angry with the same enemy for the first time. They swarmed up and surrounded Pei Lun!
boom!
Boom!
The war started again, and the movement was much stronger than before!
"metropolitan!"
Behind Yuan Zhengyang, the unknown old swordsman felt the vibration of the world and couldn't laugh or cry.
"Should... please persuade them?"
Yuan Zhengyang did not persuade him.
"Let them fight."
He sighed and said quietly: "After so many years, it's time for them to vent their anger."
anger?
Old Jianxiu was startled.
"Junior brother is gone."
Yuan Zhengyang continued: "Although they didn't say it, I know that they all had a fire in their hearts. Before, the war was over and the sect needed to recuperate, so they tolerated it, but now... let them make trouble.
It’s okay to make a scene.”
The old swordsman was silent.
Only then did he realize that it wasn't that everyone was really fooling around like this, but that everyone was angry because of Gu Han's incident, and now they were just looking for a reason to vent their anger.
after all……
Gu Han's passing is an eternal pain in almost everyone's heart.
He is also included.
"Can……"
Glancing into the distance, he sighed: "If we continue fighting like this, the sect may be gone."
"rest assured."
Yuan Zhengyang remained unmoved and just glanced towards the valley where the sword monument was located.
"If it goes too far."
"He took action to suppress it."
…
The back mountain of Jianzong.
In a deep and secluded valley, the Xuantian Sword Monument still stands quietly deep in the valley. It is surrounded by moss. On the monument, a sword mark runs diagonally through it. Although it has lost the slightest power, it is also gone.
There is no charm at all, but this sword mark itself is enough for countless swordsmen to learn about it for a lifetime.
now.
A girl in a white dress who was fifteen or sixteen years old, with a beautiful appearance and an azure sword in her arms stood in front of the sword monument, carefully comprehending everything about this sword mark.
In the eyes.
Nine completely different sword intentions are constantly intertwined, including the power of a heavy sword, the sharpness of a killing sword, and the vastness of a transformed sword... They are connected end to end, sometimes separated, sometimes merged, and are mysterious and obscure, far beyond the ability of ordinary swordsmen to understand.
Nature.
This girl is Tangtang, the eleventh generation swordsman of the Xuantian Sword Sect.
ten years.
She often comes here to study swordsmanship, and the swordsmanship she has learned has changed from three types to nine. It is unique in the history of Xuantian Sword Sect. Even the former Yun Jiansheng and Gu Han could not do it.
Get to her point!
Except for kendo.
Because of the special care of the Great Will, her cultivation has been advancing rapidly. Although she tried her best to suppress the realm, she is now at the peak of the realm of freedom!
So.
At such a young age, she firmly sits at the head of the sword. After all, everyone can see that she is destined to be a rising star, destined to shine brightly for eternity!
In the vast domain of Xuantian.
No one is dissatisfied, no one dares to be dissatisfied.
former.
It's because of her qualifications that she can be called the only extremely evil one in all time.
the latter.
But it's because...
"Uncle Yang."
Her eyes trembled, her sword intention gradually narrowed, and she whispered softly: "I miss Master."
"kindness."
After a long moment of silence, a faint response came.
Yang Yi!
He has a calm temperament and never shows up on weekdays. He just sticks to his oath and stays by Tangtang's side to protect her for Gu Han!
During these ten years.
It’s not that no one covets everything in the Xuantian Sword Sect, and it’s not that no one wants to take action against Tangtang, but... without exception, those people and the forces they belong to have completely disappeared in time and become an infinite void.
A speck of dust in the silence.
"Uncle Yang."
Looking at the sword mark on the sword monument, Tangtang said thoughtfully: "Tell me, why is this sword mark so similar to the master's sword intention? Could it be..."
"..."
Yang Yi remained silent.
In terms of cultivation, he has naturally reached the peak a long time ago, but in terms of insights and understanding of the sword, he is not as good as Tangtang Gu Han.
Tangtang knew his temperament.
I didn't expect him to answer either.
"Uncle Yang, I always feel..."
Looking at the sword monument carefully, Tangtang thoughtfully said: "I always feel that the master is not dead, he just left temporarily, and one day in the future, he will come back."
Quietly.
A figure fell behind him. He was dressed in coarse cloth and had an ordinary appearance. Only his eyes contained the anger of the mortal world, almost staining the sky with blood.
"If he hadn't died, where would he be?"
"right here."
Tangtang pointed to the sword monument and said seriously: "I always feel that Master is inside!"