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Chapter 222 Holy Spirit Swordsmanship

The violent turmoil in Japan, which even shook the country, did not cause the slightest ripple in the Central Plains.

The Central Plains is still as it was before, with different sects fighting against each other and the rivers and lakes conquests never ending.

The battle between Wushuang City and Tianxiahui attracted the attention of the entire world. Wushuang City, which was originally able to compete with Tianxiahui, suffered earth-shattering changes. Xiongba only sent his disciple Nie Feng to pacify Wushuang City, which was confronting him.

A grand banquet was being held at Tianxiahui. Tang Xuanming got the news from a middle-aged martial arts man who was trembling and almost pissed by the fire unicorn.

After smiling slightly, he drove the Qilin and walked slowly and leisurely towards Tianxiahui.

He wanted to see the sword that was said to destroy the world.

"I'm very curious about the twenty-three swords that were not wielded in the legend!"

Lying leisurely on Qilin's back, the essence of the sword-drawing technique has been engraved in Tang Xuanming's mind. He pulled out and took back the simple wooden sword again and again.

To outsiders, it looks more like children playing games, but only the most elite people can see it.

Every time Tang Xuanming drew his sword, all the muscles in his body were like running water, and a green leaf fell silently from the sky, and then landed on the tip of the wooden sword just right.

Clang!

There seemed to be a clear sound of swords in the void, and the green leaf was cut right in the middle, broken into two sections, the section was smooth, and fell to the ground with the wind.

Tang Xuanming did not use any of his true energy for this sword, and even the speed of the sword was not very fast.

But the toy-like wooden sword over there, which was not sharp, was like a peerless magic weapon. It had the magical effect of blowing and breaking hair in his hands.

"It's not even close."

Tang Xuan obviously shook his head, not very satisfied.

A little inspiration lingered in his mind, but it never really came out, and it was always a little bit missing.

Thinking of him going to Qin Shimingyue alone, drawing his sword brazenly at Bolangsha, and facing thousands of the most elite Qin soldiers without retreating.

When Ying Zheng handed out the sword in front of him, at that moment, he gave up life and death, the past and the future, and everything else.

Just to hand out that sword, there was no victory or defeat in his heart at that moment, no purpose, only the most heartfelt pleasure.

"Go and take a look at Sword Twenty-Three, which is said to give up everything. Maybe it can bring me some inspiration."

The running speed of Fire Qilin is unparalleled in the world, faster than any horse.

It quickly disappeared here, and not long after Tang Xuanming left here, a middle-aged man with sad eyes and a royal blue robe appeared there. When passing by two leaves that were cut in half, he suddenly paused.

For a moment.

He knelt down and took the two green leaves in his hands.

Suddenly he saw the most astonishing scene. The two halves of the leaf were exactly the same, and the veins on the left and right sides seemed to be the same. The middle-aged man could even feel that the weight of the two leaves was exactly the same, without any difference.

He stared at the two ordinary leaves for a long time, and sighed: "What an amazing sword energy, just a little chaotic. This sword is like the sun rising across the sky, full of vitality. I think it was made by a young man."

In hand."

"When did such a terrifying young man appear in the world?"

Beside him, a young man with a face as cold as ice urged: "There is no time to think about this now. I am going to the Tianxiahui to take off Xiongba's head and avenge the hatred of my Bu family."

The middle-aged man in a royal blue robe shook his head, his eyes always had a hint of melancholy and sadness, which had a fatal temptation for the Huaichun woman, but he would never be tempted by anyone else again.

Just by relying on a leaf, he could tell that the person wielding the sword energy was a young man. The middle-aged man's swordsmanship was simply astonishing, but the young man next to him looked as if he was not surprised. It seemed like it should be so.

Indeed, for the martial arts legend who can defeat the Sword Master, there seems to be nothing in the world that he cannot do.

"Then let's go. The World Society is not far from here. I hope I can arrive in time."

Wuming suppressed some doubts in his heart. The sword energy that cut off the leaves was full of majestic vitality. There was no doubt that he was a young man, but the sword moves contained a vast and majestic energy.

Different from the ambition of a fledgling boy who is not afraid of tigers, this awe-inspiring aura is real and can only be possessed after seeing the most top-notch scenery in the world.

To put it in a better way, it is like a middle-aged boy who thinks that he can destroy the sky, the earth, and the air. No matter how you imagine it, it is illusory after all.

The other one has really experienced all this, so he will have a very high morale, and he will be able to see the mountains and small mountains at a glance.

"I have never heard of such a young man in the world! I know all the people who became famous as young people, but I don't know such a person with outstanding swordsmanship."

Wuming stroked the two leaves and felt a powerful sword energy starting from Wushuang City and approaching Tianxiahui.

He was extremely familiar with that sword intent, it was the sword master who had fought against him back then.

The sword master who had lived in seclusion at that time finally came out of seclusion again. The sword master, who was already in his twenties, had a majestic sword power that was not inferior to anyone else. He was so powerful that it was difficult to ignore.

Wuming sighed inexplicably. He felt the twilight energy hidden in the sword aura. This famous sword master in the world has reached the twilight of his life and does not have much time left.

"Let's go!"

Wuming shook the two leaves from his hands and walked towards the Tianxiahui with the future God of Death.

Tianxiahui is destined to become the next storm.

The two figures disappeared in a flash, leaving only two leaves flying in the air, fluttering in the wind.



"The roar of dragons in the sky shakes the sky, and the wind and clouds swim in the shallow water."

In the Tianxia Meeting, Xiongba tasted these words carefully and sneered: "Ni Bodhisattva, your criticism is not very accurate. The current situation is like water and fire. I want to eat the other party's flesh. How can it affect my rule of the entire world."

Amidst the sneers, Wen Chou Chou, who was guarding the door outside, couldn't help but shudder. It was obviously not winter, but he felt even colder than falling into the Jiuyou Ice.

But there are some secrets that can only rot in his stomach after all. He wants to plug his ears, but there is no way.

"Gang leader, according to the news from the gang, Wushuang City exists in name only, Tianxia Huiyi can finally unify the whole world, and the gang leader can be said to be the true leader of the martial arts alliance from now on."

Xiong Ba didn't show any excitement on his face, but he couldn't help but stroke his beard with his right hand.

Wen Chou Chou, who knew Xiong Ba's habits, understood this, which showed that his flattery was in place and Xiong Ba was very satisfied.


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