In the border town of the Western Desert, hundreds of martial arts people have already gathered in the Youjia Hotel. They are all counting the arrival of the second hour. And when the first second of the second hour arrives, Can Jian
The method of self-teleportation appeared in the hotel, and on its legs was the Purple Underworld Sword!
"This is the Zi Ming Sword you want. I hope you can keep your promise..." Can Jian handed Zi Ming to Lei Ling, who was overjoyed and couldn't hold back his smile.
"That's natural! However, I don't know how to hand over my space laws to you..."
"It's enough if you agree..." Can Jian raised his sword finger, and almost instantly, the space law flew out from Lei Ling's body, surrounding the sword finger, and finally integrated into Can Jian's body. There was no obstacle to the whole process.
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"Now we have 70%... As long as we have another half percent, we can start repairing the core of cultivation..." Can Jian murmured to himself. At the same time, Lei Ling, who had obtained the Purple Underworld Sword, was watched by the onlookers.
, left the hotel with the sword, and the originally bustling hotel suddenly became quiet.
"I can give mine to you! But, I don't understand... why didn't you kill Fu Jianyi? You should already know where he is..." Jian Wufeng asked, Can Jian arranged for him to find Fu Jian in advance
However, when he found Fu Jianyi, he also noticed the whereabouts of Can Jian and Ouyang Xiaofei.
"It takes 30% of the Space Law to repair the core of cultivation, but for me, 25% is enough... You have exactly half of it... As for Fu Jianyi... now is not the best time to kill him... He is half
He is a demon, but he still has the characteristics of a demon. It is not easy to kill him. If you act rashly, you may lose your fighting power..." Can Jian explained his thoughts. Jian Wufeng had no choice but to temporarily suppress the impulse in his heart.
Later, Jian Wufeng contributed his half-formed law power. Canjian made an appointment with everyone to meet in the barren mountain three days later, and then dismissed everyone...
But it was said that Lei Ling and his son, who had mastered the Zi Ming Sword, walked onto the wall of the border city under the siege of many martial arts people. Lei Ling held Zi Ming high and said loudly: "When the world was in turmoil, Tian Ya calmed down the chaos! Now the martial arts world
The four struggles will be unified by Zi Ming! Holding Zi Ming in my hand, I am the co-master of the martial arts world to which I have been destined!"
People around were whispering. A small number of people already had the intention of surrender in their hearts, and a small number of people had complaints in their hearts, but they did not dare to speak because they were afraid of the name of the Dragon City Hidden Sword Pavilion. Besides these people, there were many others.
His attitude is very clear——
"The Purple Ming Sword is indeed in your hand, but all of us know that you did not find this sword yourself! It was the man named Can Jian who entered the Western Desert and found it! In the rivers and lakes
There are indeed rumors that the person who finds the Purple Ming Sword can become the co-master of the martial arts world, but this position is not yours now, Lei Ling!"
"That's right! That Can Jian was able to enter the Western Desert alone to obtain Zi Ming shows that his ability is not weak. Furthermore, there seems to be rumors about this person that he is the reincarnation of the former Sword Lord. If this is true, then I will be the first to accept it.
This martial arts co-leader!"
With the beginning, more and more voices of opposition followed, and for a while, Lei Ling was unable to get off the horse.
"A ferocious beast will be born in the Western Desert. You must leave the border town quickly, otherwise you will be affected by this unreasonable disaster..." The voice was transmitted from outside the sky. Just as everyone was looking around for the source of the voice, Ouyang Xiaofei pushed
Can Jian climbed up the city wall and stood beside Lei Ling.
"Can Jian, are you saying that there is a dangerous beast in the Western Desert that will bring disaster to the world?" someone from the crowd asked loudly.
"Yes, that is a giant who calls himself the King of Hell. When I entered the Western Desert to look for Zi Ming, Zi Ming was originally trapped by a strange force. Later, Zi Ming escaped from the trap, but that power turned into this Blood Hell King... Anyone present
None of them can compete with this beast..." When asked, Can Jian did not deny it.
"Your words have come true once, so we will naturally believe you. However, we still have questions: Some people say that you are a sword master, are you really one?"
Can Jian was silent. He did not expect to be questioned like this in this situation. Although he had an answer in his heart, he could not speak.
"Jianjun... is the one who saves the world... We are all chasing after his footsteps... but we can never compare with him..." For some reason, Can Jian's tone actually sounded a bit self-blaming and ashamed.
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"So, you are not a sword master! In this case, I have made it clear that although you brought this Zi Ming out, you are only a disabled person after all, and the position of co-master of the martial arts world cannot fall into your hands!
Since you said that a ferocious beast that will bring disaster to the world is about to come to the border town, then you will take this as your goal. Anyone who can kill the ferocious beast will give this Zi Ming to that person, and we will all regard him as the supreme martial arts master! What do you think?
Sample?"
"Okay!! That's how it should be! Otherwise, even if you become the supreme martial artist, how can you convince the public?"
The crowd was noisy, and the martial arts people who wanted to become the co-leaders of the martial arts community poured out of the border town. They were ready outside the city gate, waiting for the arrival of the evil beast that would bring disaster to the world at any time...
On top of the city wall, Lei Ling looked at the figures outside the city wall who were crazy for fame and fortune, and felt a little awakened in his heart: he had already been eliminated once in the wave of power, but he still couldn't help but jump into the wave.
Struggle, if you look at those figures outside the city at this time, aren't they the back of your original self?
"Perhaps... I made a mistake again... No matter who owns this position, it cannot be obtained through competition... If God puts this responsibility on my shoulders, I will not lose it even if I don't grab it...
…It’s just that this time is really the last time… Sansi, let’s go…” Lei Ling seemed to have a sense of enlightenment, and then inserted Zi Ming next to Can Jian, and then left…
"Can Jian, is there really any ferocious beast coming out of the desert?" Ouyang Xiaofei couldn't help but ask. She didn't know what happened next.
"Well... and the strength of this ferocious beast is definitely not inferior to that of the former God of Killing in China... Even if this group of people increases ten times or a hundred times, the result will not be changed..." Can Jian said calmly.
Ouyang Xiaofei listened to Can Jian's tone and had her own answer in her heart, so she stopped talking and watched what happened next...
Half an hour later, Ouyang Xiaofei and Zhuang Jing followed the bright moon back to Youjia Hotel, while Jian Wufeng and Can Jian stayed on the city wall.
"Are you really not the Sword Lord?" Jian Wufeng stood beside Can Jian, seeming to have doubts about Can Jian's answer to everyone just now.
"I don't want to say this in front of them... But now, I can answer you: I am not..." Can Jian smiled.
"I heard that Sword Lord is the number one person in swordsmanship. Even the monks in the Cultivation Continent have to call him "senior" in front of him, but I feel: your swordsmanship is definitely not weak... It can even be said that you are the best in swordsmanship so far.
The strongest swordsman I have ever encountered... If you are not a sword master, then it is hard for me to imagine what kind of strength a real sword master has..." Jian Wufeng saw that Can Jian had no intention of answering, so he stopped asking questions.
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In the Youjia Hotel, the three women chatted and became more and more familiar with each other, but they unknowingly talked about Jianjun.
"If I were to use one word to describe him, I would definitely use Overlord Corpse to describe him! Overlord Corpse is also called the Undead Corpse, and the straight sword is his exclusive attribute! Yes, just like the broken sword outside, hehe." Zhuang.
Jingjiao smiled and said, it was not difficult to hear what she meant in her words.
"Senior Sword Lord's sword intent is so majestic that it is difficult for ordinary people to cultivate it and is incomparable... The sword intent on Canjian's body is very similar to it... It can even be said to be exactly the same, but what Senior Sword Master did
Everything has been carefully considered, and perhaps concealing the identity is also a last resort." Mingyue also secretly agreed with Zhuang Jing's view.
"Why do you two think that Can Jian is Dongfang Fan? Can Jian has already said that he is not." Ouyang Xiaofei was a little sleepy at first, but she became energetic when she mentioned Dongfang Fan.
"Hehe, sister Xiaofei, do you still believe what he said? That is clearly a refusal. Besides, he only praised the Sword Lord, and did not directly deny that he is not the Sword Lord. This is what he said
There is a flaw." Zhuang Jing said with some humor.
"I know that although Can Jian has not revealed his true identity, I can also hear that there is room in his words, but this does not mean that Can Jian is him... and... anyway, I am sure that Can Jian is definitely not him.
Dongfang Fan! No matter how similar they are, they can't be the same person! Even if they are clones, it's impossible!" Ouyang Xiaofei suppressed her neck until her neck turned red, and her hands were clenched tightly, which was enough to express her excitement.
Zhuang Jing and Mingyue looked at Ouyang Xiaofei in surprise. In the end, the two women agreed not to continue talking on this topic...
At this time, another change occurred on the border city wall——
A swordsman who came after hearing the news actually challenged Canjian by name.
"I am the protector of the Hidden Sword Pavilion, Pang Xiaolong! I have heard the name of the Sword Lord for a long time, and I passed by today and learned that you are the reincarnation of the Sword Lord, so I came here to compete!" Pang Xiaolong's hands are covered with thick calluses, and although his figure is not burly,
But it is very strong and straight, and just the posture of pressing the sword's hair secretly contains a majestic sword power!
"I'm not a sword master..." Can Jian refused.
"If you are not the Sword Lord, I will kill you! Because I will never allow any ordinary person to ruin the reputation of the Sword Lord! Take the move!" Pang Xiaolong was secretly angry in his heart, and instantly unsheathed his sword, like a green dragon rising out of the sea, and the world was at peace -
Can Jian frowned, casually grasped the hilt of the Zi Ming sword, and used the spiral sword style with his wrist. The Zi Ming sword edge with the characteristics of a soft sword wrapped around Pang Xiaolong's sharp sword, completely stopping his attack!
"With this move, you are worthy of the name of the Sword Master!" Pang Xiaolong was originally a swordsman. His twenty-nine years of obsession with swords gave him a very high understanding of swordsmanship. At this time, he became more and more convinced that Can Jian is the Sword Master.
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"I'll say it again: I'm not a sword master... but if you want to kill me... I won't catch you without mercy... After the next move, I hope you will retreat... otherwise..." Can Jian said indifferently, and then
With a twist of his wrist, Ziming Jianfeng shook the sharp sword and Pang Xiaolong ten meters away.
"Otherwise, this Zi Ming will only be stained with your blood..."
