The sound of chissing was endless, stone chips were flying on the sword master's tombstone, Tang Xuanming's pen moved like a dragon and snake, and a line of small characters was engraved under the tombstone - Tang Xuanming Li.
The four words are flying and phoenixes, and they are extremely sharp. Looking carefully, it feels like being pierced by a sharp sword, which makes people feel chilly in their hearts.
"If you pass down the Holy Spirit Sword Technique here, it won't bury your reputation as a sword master."
Tang Xuanming poured a glass of good wine in front of the tombstone to pay homage to this strong man who had disappeared from the world since then.
Then he turned over and lay on Huo Qilin's back. It still looked sleepy and listless.
Under the white robe, although his lips are red and his teeth are white, his mental outlook does not appear to be very good, and he is even a little slovenly.
This was the result of practicing Dragon Slaying and Sword Drawing, and Tang Xuanming didn't care. He didn't need to rely on his appearance to trick people into eating or drinking.
Riding a fire unicorn and walking on the road, he was the focus of everyone's attention along the way.
Ordinary people were more in awe of him, and some even started to kneel down and worship him when they saw him from a distance.
In this era, riding a unicorn with its whole body smoldering on fire is simply more popular than flying an airplane and walking in the busy city in later generations.
Even martial arts men armed with guns and sticks did not dare to approach too closely when they saw Tang Xuanming's appearance.
In the past month, there have been a lot of rumors about him in the world, whether he is the descendant of the Sword Master or the descendant of the mysterious sect that surrendered the Fire Qilin.
Any identity is enough to awe people in the martial arts world. Of course, there are also some brave people who are skilled in martial arts and are following behind Tang Xuanming.
The magical book is originally the most eye-catching in the world, and can make countless people fight to the death for it.
The young man lying on Qilin's back is suspected to have been inherited by the Sword Master, and possesses the holy swordsmanship of the Sword Master that is famous all over the world.
The battle at the Tianxiahui headquarters that day had already shocked the world, although the Tianxiahui survived afterwards because Xiong Ba defeated the Sword Master.
But the martial arts figures present are not blind. Anyone with eyesight can see that Xiongba is defeated by the sword master, especially the last sword of fitness, the twenty-three swords of destroying heaven and earth, which has frightened many martial arts heroes.
Got brave.
Now that the world has its own invincible opponents, naturally no one will make it uncomfortable for him or come out to sing the opposite.
But all the top people who travel around the world know that Holy Spirit Swordsmanship is the best in the world, and it is currently the only top martial art in the world that can possibly defeat the tyrant.
A group of famous martial arts figures went to hell and searched almost all over the world, but still could not find the mysterious young man in white robes.
Now he suddenly appeared in front of everyone, and no one would give up this delicious food.
The most crazy things in the world are women, secret books, and magic weapons, and Tang Xuanming has two of them.
But someone recognized that what was pressed under Tang Xuanming's butt was the once famous Second Panic, Xue Yin's sword-wielding swordsman, who seemed to be a little out of control.
When Tang Xuanming, who had been sleepy-eyed, reached the twelfth level of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu silently, his six senses were already sharp to the extreme. Even if those martial arts people were hundreds of feet away from him, they could hear the excited whispers and the frantic heart.
The sound of jumping and heavy breathing could be clearly heard in his ears.
If he had had his temper in the Song Dynasty, he would have killed them all one by one.
Now that he has practiced the art of slaying dragons and drawing swords, he is too lazy to take action and is ready to wait for all the greedy martial arts people to gather and catch them all.
He saves trouble, and all martial arts people save trouble.
"What's under that young man's butt is the weapon of the former King Nie, the Snow Drinking Sword. It's the most elite magic weapon in the world. Go back and inform the elders..."
Tang Xuanming could even light a fire outside the wilderness and hear sounds coming from the darkness. He was a little irritable, his eyes seemed to be closed, only a slit was exposed, and his eyelids were closed together, as if he would fall asleep at any time.
"He seems to have gone crazy in his practice. His energy and energy are not as good as before. He is wilting here, like a frosted eggplant. He is not as good as us..."
This was a young female voice. Tang Xuanming even judged from her voice that the girl was between seventeen and twenty years old.
Judging from the subtle air movement, the girl made a throat-cutting gesture.
Then came a strong male voice.
"I heard from my uncle that when he appeared at the Tianxiahui headquarters that day, this young man in white robes was very handsome and handsome, and his light skills were astonishing. He was not inferior to the world-famous Fengshen Legs. He jumped from the top of the mountain without any damage."
"Even if his skills may be severely damaged due to his understanding of the Holy Spirit Sword Technique and his obsession with it, he is still not something that my three-legged cat can handle."
"Humph, you know how to increase others' ambition and destroy your own prestige."
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A group of young boys and girls even quarreled over this matter. Tang Xuanming put his arms behind his head, holding a piece of dogtail grass in his mouth, and looked at the stars leisurely, admiring this rare beauty.
My mind sank into the dragon veins in my chest, feeling the dragon veins that seemed to be connected to the entire Chinese land, and savoring the unique pulse of the dragon veins.
In a trance, he seemed to see a majestic dragon soaring in the sky, hidden in the blue sky and white clouds, with layers of scales shining dazzlingly in the sun.
The dragon's horns are curved and beautiful, the dragon's eyes are huge and majestic, and the fluttering dragon whiskers reveal a different temperament. Tang Xuanming has been staring at the dragon soaring in the nine heavens. In a trance, he seemed to have become the dragon, free. Fly freely in the nine heavens.
Then he was awakened by an annoying sound.
"That boy, hand over the Holy Spirit Sword Skill, and I can spare your life."
Tang Xuanming vaguely felt that merging with the dragon vein was a great opportunity, which might allow him to truly find a way to absorb the dragon energy in the dragon vein. However, he was so rudely interrupted, and he became furious in an instant. He narrowed his eyes, opened them slightly, and raised his hand to kill.
The fire unicorn, which was lying on the ground refining the internal power of the Nine Yang Divine Art, snorted and spit out a stream of red flames, which was a sign of its anger.
As it becomes more and more spiritual, it can vaguely feel Tang Xuanming's emotions. The fire unicorn, which is more than a foot tall at the shoulders, puts great pressure on people when it stands up. The originally restrained flames all over its body bloom in an instant, making its body look... It looks even bigger.
The power that erupted in an instant even made the young man who was stunned by the magic book froze on the spot and sat down on the ground in fright.
Seeing this fool's behavior, Tang Xuanming laughed angrily.
I really don’t know who gave this idiot the courage, Liang Jingru?
Fire Qilin stood up and was about to tear the insect that disturbed his rest into pieces.