This sword is like Kunwu, which can cut through the nine heavens. It is also like the sword emerging from the sea of clouds in the east and dividing the river.
Not only Han Dong was cut in two under this sword.
That long black line in the void reaches up to the sky and beyond, as if it is endless.
"A sword is eternal, nothing better than this!"
After someone finally cried out in surprise, the scene immediately went into overdrive.
All the sword cultivators present watched their swords rise into the air, as if thousands of swords had returned to their clan, and worshiped the slovenly man at the center of the battle.
In their hearts, each person had a legend emerging. Everyone's face turned red and their fists were clenched tightly.
That legend says that in the lower realm and the lower river basin, in this place where sword cultivators gather, there is God!
There is no one!
Even if we look at the entire continent, even if the legend is like a flash in the pan, it has left a strong mark on this piece of history!
"Proud of the world, one sword to the sky, ten thousand swords to kill the clouds, am I the top?"
Finally, someone couldn't hold it in any longer and told this legend.
At this moment, all the other sword cultivators looked at him angrily.
"What a joke!"
"However, even if the two envoys use a sword casually, how can this sword be compared?"
"Look who he killed, he was just a gentleman!"
"Who is this? Han Dong, Commander Han? Amazing? Not necessarily!"
"You're a gentleman and you dare to blame the two envoys Naihe?"
"Let's not mention that the two envoys of Naihe have already fallen. With such a weak sword, how dare you dare to make such a bold association and directly blame Naihe... the two envoys?!"
"absurd!"
"funny!"
"It's ridiculous!"
The first person to speak was immediately sprayed with blood by everyone.
Indeed, the legend of the two envoys would become a household name in the lower river basin and the lower realm.
His existence, to sword cultivators, is faith and God!
How could a god suddenly descend into the world and strike out with such a weak sword?
Just a cold winter...
Just a gentleman's realm...
Normally, he might be a really great person, but he is really comparable to the gods in everyone's minds...
absurd!
The person who spoke was very aggrieved, and he also knew that the first person to speak would definitely be sprayed to death by the big guy.
But he couldn't hold it in!
He is also a fan of Nai He Liangshi, so how could he not know the stunts of one of them that made him famous?
"Come on, take a closer look at the sword strike just now. Isn't it the 'Great Nirvana Slash' of Naihe Right Envoy?"
This time, everyone was silent.
a long time.
"Indeed, it seems..."
"Like a fart!
Someone got angry on the spot.
"However, your right envoy spoke of the 'Great Nirvana Slash' as if you were qualified to see it. Your superficial understanding is just hearsay."
"Are the things you see from the spiritual skills copies real?"
"Is the Great Nirvana Slash so weak?"
"Not to mention anything else, how many times have you seen this imitation skill?"
"If you don't have one hundred thousand, you have to have ten thousand. You're going to blame Naihe for everything, come on!"
"Ten thousand steps back, this is the 'Great Nirvana', but where is the 'Nirvana', where is the phantom of the great Buddha?!"
"This is a pirated spiritual skill, it's an ironclad fact!"
The crowd was in an uproar and a fight was about to begin on the spot.
Fortunately, there were still a few non-sword-wielding members of the Imperial Guard who were relatively calm-minded and immediately restrained the more impulsive companion beside them.
This will prevent the tragedy of the Guards from injuring people.
Liu Shuangjian was also silent.
Indeed, there are many copies of the "Great Nirvana Slash", and even the original copy is not only mastered by Naihe Youshi.
At least as far as he knew, the descendants of Xueyue Sword City had this type of spiritual skill.
Being able to use half of the "Great Nirvana Slash" has nothing to do with Naihe Youshi.
He could only prove from the side that the man in front of him might really be from Xueyue Sword City.
At the very least, the relationship is not weak!
As for why he responded to his question with "wrong".
To be honest, Liu Shuangjian did not intend to get the most honest answer from the other party from the beginning.
Snap!
At this moment, a purple box fell out of Han Dong's broken corpse.
As soon as the box landed on the ground, it opened with a snap, and then a light and shadow transformed, revealing the shape of winter.
Liu Shuangjian immediately took a step forward and blocked the sloppy uncle's path.
The uncle raised his eyebrows and did not step forward. Instead, he calmly watched the purple box operate.
After the light and shadow appeared on the box, a burst of inscriptions flashed.
The next moment, a purple wormhole appeared, and the winter corpses falling on both sides were sucked in.
At this moment, the heaven and earth trembled, as if the rules of heaven were forcibly changed, calamity clouds gathered, and the sky suddenly turned dark.
There was a thunderbolt from the blue, a roar and an explosion, but the target could not be found.
After the black calamity clouds on the horizon receded, the wormhole reappeared, and a brand new winter fell out.
His body recovered perfectly, and even his broken fingers were reattached.
As if the rules of time and space were reversed and replaced, the box took out a brand new winter from the previous time and space and replaced it.
But memory cannot be replaced.
The newly born Han Dong's face was pale and his hands and feet were weak. As soon as he appeared, he fell to the ground softly.
Liu Shuangjian sheathed his sword and protected him.
"Tiandao Pearl?"
The uncle's eyes flashed with surprise for the first time, and he exclaimed: "You boy, how could you have Dao Zhentian's secret box?"
Dao Zhentian?
Liu Shuangjian's pupils shrank when he heard this name, and his heart was filled with horror again.
Who is Dao Zhentian?
The sword cuts the sky, I am an immortal, the gods and ghosts are unpredictable and shake the sky!
This is the pinnacle giant in the Shanghe River Basin, the head of the Qianyuan Sect, and the number one warlock in the entire continent!
This guy...
He actually said this name in such a nonchalant tone?
You must know that the name of the leader of the Shanghe River Valley is not allowed to be mentioned by ordinary people.
Even if they are monks, they usually use the word "shangjiao" instead.
Who is this guy...?
Are they the same generation as Dao Zhentian?
Have you ever fought against him?
Or is there some other unknown special relationship?
Liu Shuangjian felt a pressure in his heart and took a deep breath.
He knew that today's matter would probably end in a big way.
But even so, due to his duty, he still had to ask the third question!
"You should know that the mainland clearly stipulates that gentlemen and masters cannot take action."
"However, it is really a big mistake for you to take action directly and hurt tens of thousands of innocent people in Yuzhou City!
"If you are investigated in the Shangzhong River Basin, even if you are transcendent as a gentleman and transcendent as a slasher, what will happen? In the end, you will not die?
Liu Shuangjian turned the blade, raised it to his chest, and said slowly: "My third question is, why did you take action?
There is really no need for such a strong person to abuse himself like this!
Take action in Yuzhou City?
How silly!
Liu Shuangjian felt that there must be some hidden secret in this process.
The uncle smiled again.
Han Dong can be resurrected by his own ability, that's because he is powerful. As far as he is concerned, this matter is over.
He has his own principles in mind when doing things, and he only kills people once.
Leaving aside the matter of the cold winter, he replied to Liu Shuangjian's question.
"First of all, I am not a gentleman, as you can see. I am just a first-level doctorate. The rules of the mainland cannot restrain me!"
Liu Shuangjian's mouth twitched.
The uncle hadn't finished yet and continued: "Secondly, although I have already explained it, I want to explain it again. It is really not me who hurt the innocent people in Yuzhou City."
"If it's not you, who else could it be?"
Liu Shuangjian sneered, could it be the corpse next to you that was cut into several pieces?
"It's him."
The uncle kicked the sack on the ground and said, "The good things he did have nothing to do with me."
Liu Shuangjian immediately lost his temper.
This sack was completely uncovered. He had already inspected it, and inside it was a junior who was at the fourth level of the doctorate realm and was still dying.
What the hell, did he blow away the entire Yuzhou City?
Are you kidding me?!
Um?
This pot is thrown away... Do you really think you can just throw dirty water on someone who can't speak?
ridiculous!
"So, why are you here?"
Liu Shuangjian spoke coldly.
He didn't bother to worry about anything else, but the purpose of this man's attack had to be clarified.
You can't go so far as to say "I came here just to save the kid in the sack. If I don't save him, he will be killed by the corpse on the side"!
"hehe!"
Liu Shuangjian was amused by his own thoughts.
In this case, it’s not that the other party has a problem, but that the other party thinks that he, like him, is mentally ill!