Chapter five hundred and eighty fourth creepy stare
A sword god named Bu?
Xiong Wu subconsciously looked at Bu Jingyun who was accompanying him. Although the surnames of the people in the Central Plains were all kinds of strange, the surname 'Bu' was definitely a minority surname. He happened to know that Bu Jingyun's surname was 'Bu' before he changed his surname to Huo.
Bu Jingyun's little face showed a look of yearning, and he had obviously heard the conversation about Patriarch Ruyi.
Xiongwu chuckled lightly, shook his head and said to Wuming: "Wuming, how should we deal with Patriarch Ruyi?"
"I will personally take care of him tomorrow!"
Wuming said in a deep voice: "We can't let him continue to act recklessly, otherwise we don't know how many innocent people will be harmed!"
"Well!"
Xiong Wuhun didn't care, nodded and said with a smile: "No need to talk nonsense, just kill this guy!"
At this point, he paused and continued: "If someone is causing trouble behind your back, they will naturally show up!"
Wuming nodded silently. He was not a fool. How could he not see that there was someone behind the Patriarch Ruyi who was adding fuel to the flames?
The next day, Wuming directly went to find Ancestor Ruyi, ignoring the guy's arrogant and arrogant face, and not having the slightest intention of taking advantage. He bluntly said that Ancestor Ruyi would use the strongest method, otherwise he would not even have a chance to take action again.
"Okay, okay, this is what you asked for, Wuming. If you get cut off later, it's no wonder that our ancestors are so sharp with swords!"
Ancestor Ruyi screamed again and again, but there was fear deep in his eyes. Without saying a word, he used the special move of pressing the bottom of the box. Suddenly his whole body and the long knife in his hand became one, gathering the wind and clouds and transforming into a terrifying giant knife that stretched hundreds of feet.
The creation of the world is coming towards Wuming.
At this moment, Patriarch Ruyi truly transformed into a god in the sword, and when he drew his sword, it resonated with the heaven and earth. His divine majesty was unparalleled in the world, and the force of his sword was as terrifying as the divine weapon that opened the sky.
All the martial arts masters who saw this scene were all horrified. They were all distracted by such a terrifying sword force. At this moment, their minds were completely blank, except for the astonishing sword that seemed to be able to cut through the void.
"As expected, it is the inheritance of the Sword God, and it is so terrifying!"
Xiong Wu could still keep his mind and calm, feeling the divine and terrifying power of Ancestor Kuyi's sword, he couldn't help but murmur to himself in praise.
With his strength and realm, he could see the huge flaw in Ancestor Ruyi's move at a glance. It was obvious that Ancestor Ruyi was not familiar with this move, otherwise such a situation would not have occurred.
Wuming naturally saw the clues, and sneered, his sword merged into one, and immediately turned into a sword light that soared to the sky, and without hesitation, he collided with the hundred-foot giant sword that was crushing the void.
Boom!
There was a loud roar in the sky, the swords were fighting, the wind was rising, the sky and the earth were changing color.
What made all the people in the world who watched this scene pale was that the Baizhang long sword, which was so majestic and domineering just now, actually dissipated under the impact of the sharp sword light, and completely shattered in the blink of an eye.
Ancestor Kuyi, who was as majestic as a god before, fell from the sky like a broken sack in the blink of an eye, making a deep pit on the ground and lost his voice.
The next moment, a strong smell of blood wafted out from the deep pit. Anyone who was not a fool would know the fate of Patriarch Ruyi.
Everyone was shocked. Ancestor Ruyi who was so arrogant before, like the boss of the sky or his second son, was instantly killed by Wuming with just such a move.
When they saw Wuming falling from the sky with a sword in hand and landing steadily, everyone in the arena showed admiration. He was truly a martial arts legend.
Among them were Wuming, the general of Wushuang City who had just arrived to see the shocking scene, and a group of elite experts, who also looked at Wuming speechlessly for a long time.
Shi Wuzun's mood was quite complicated. Thinking of Dugu Fang's instructions before he left, he felt so ridiculous and funny.
Ancestor Ruyi, who was alerted by Dugu Fang, couldn't even take Wuming's sword, so what else could he say?
The leader, Ancestor Ruyi, was finished. The remaining ten minions of the major sects, forced by the elite warriors of Wushuang City, surrendered without resistance and became prisoners. What awaits them is an unknown fate.
The Xuantang River incident ended like a joke but ended in an anticlimax.
But Wuming didn't feel happy at all, and instead felt quite heavy.
Faintly, he felt that he was locked by a tyrannical aura, and that aura was full of malice.
It's a pity that he is not good at spiritual thoughts. When he sensed it in reverse, he found everything was empty. He glanced around inadvertently, and there was no unusual person within a few miles.
Sure enough, the push behind Patriarch Ruyi is not simple!
And ten miles away, a tall and strong old figure with a calm but indistinct aura stood on the top of an unknown hill. A pair of clear eyes stared in the direction of the unknown for a long time.
"God, should we deal with Wuming directly?"
Next to him, a man dressed in special clothes stood with a bow, his voice was hoarse and unpleasant, with a chilling evil aura.
"Forget it, you are no nameless opponent!"
The 'god' raised his head, revealing a weathered old face that resembled the young Bu Jingyun, and said leisurely: "Wulin Shinhwa is still quite capable!"
What he didn't say was that, except for the divine generals, none of the masters in the palace were nameless opponents.
However, the 'god' didn't care about this. His eyes quickly shifted to Bu Jingyun, the young man beside Xiong Wu, who was ten miles away. A strange look flashed in his eyes.
kindness?
Bu Jingyun seemed to sense something, and felt the hairs all over his body standing on end. He felt as if he was being targeted by a ferocious beast. His hands flew up and down like palms, and he subconsciously made defensive moves.
"What's wrong?"
Xiong Wu noticed something was wrong. He sensed a very obscure aura in the distance looking at this place. He followed the sense and looked over. He only saw a tall and vicissitudes of life on a mountain top ten miles away.
What made him feel strange was that this tall and weathered figure looked inexplicably familiar.
"nothing!"
Bu Jingyun took a breath and put away his defensive posture. Then he noticed that his forehead and back were covered in cold sweat. He smiled bitterly and said: "Elder, for some reason, I felt as if I was being targeted by a beast just now, so I subconsciously took defensive actions!"
Hey!
Xiong Wu's eyes flashed, and he glanced at the vicissitudes of life that he felt so familiar just now. There was no one there, there was only a bare hilltop.
"Okay don't worry!"
He mused: "Maybe the enemy of Tianxiahui has murderous intentions, and you are keenly aware of it!"
As soon as these words came out, the surrounding inner disciples of the Tianxiahui were shocked. They hurriedly cheered up and did not dare to neglect. They were worried and depressed because they were unable to detect the malicious intent of outsiders.
After meeting Wuming and hearing that he also felt like he was being stared at, Xiongwu couldn't help but sigh and said with a wry smile: "The water in the rivers and lakes is really deep!"
"yes!"
Wuming also sighed repeatedly, and couldn't help but look at Bu Jingyun who was also feeling the reaction. A glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, obviously he was shocked by Bu Jingyun's talent.
Eleven-year-old Bu Jingyun is already half a step above the rest in first-class strength. His eyes are shining brightly when he opens and closes. Anyone who is not blind can see that he is extraordinary. He is definitely a rare piece of talent and beauty.
"The incident at Xuantang River is over this time. Let's go to Wushuang City to meet the gang leader first, and then return to the Tianxiahui headquarters together!"
With more than a dozen inner disciples by his side, Xiongwu didn't dare to be careless at all. He didn't dare to stay on the Xuantang River any longer. He made a decision after having a meal and discussing with Wuming.
"Gang leader, have you come to the south too?"
Wuming was a little stunned and asked curiously: "Could it be that you noticed something wrong?"
"Caution is the boat!"
Xiong Wu spoke leisurely and explained: "It just so happened that Dugu Sword Master created Sword Twenty-Two, and the gang leader went to see it, and at the same time let the people in Wushuang City calm down!"
Wuming lamented that only the hero Lei Hu had such strength and qualifications. If he said that he could suppress Wushuang City, he would suppress Wushuang City. Even Dugu Yifang himself would probably be helpless.
At the same time, his heart moved and he asked curiously: "Sword Master created Sword Twenty-Two?"
Xiong Wu smiled and said: "I heard from the gang leader that it seems that your Heavenly Sword realm is similar to that of Wuming. You should be able to exorcise spells with the sword. The power is greatly increased, which is completely different from the past!"
Wuming showed joy when he heard this and said with a smile: "The way of swordsmanship is not unique!"
Xiong Wu looked sideways and saw that Wuming's face was full of joy and didn't seem to be fake. A smile slowly appeared on his face. He felt very relieved about Wuming like this. He was indeed a gentleman in the sword.
…
There is a remote valley dozens of miles away from Wushuang City, which is where Dugu Sword Master lives in seclusion. After Lei Hu arrived, he jokingly called it Sword Valley.
In the past few days, the peace of the Sword Valley has been broken. From time to time, there are thunderous roars and explosions, and the sword energy fills the air, turning the valley into a valley of sword energy.
Needless to say, this was the commotion caused during the sparring session between Lei Hu and Dugu Sword Master, and there was one almost every day.
Due to the huge momentum and the astonishing momentum of Sword Qi Lingxiao, several great masters in Wushuang City, dozens of miles away, felt uneasy and did not dare to have other thoughts besides lamenting their own misfortune.
Dugu Sword Master is the Purple Golden Beam that supports Wushuang City. This generation of Wushuang City City Master Dugu Yifang does not dare to show any slights. Lei Hu, the leader of the other Tianxiahui Gang, is not someone he can offend just because he wants to.
In the Sword Valley at this time, half of the sky was enveloped by dense and dense sword energy, and half of the sky was filled with the buzzing sound of sword energy. Dugu Sword Master stood proudly among thousands of sword energy, like the emperor of sword energy.
With a casual wave of his hand, the sword energy filled the sky like a rolling torrent, sweeping towards Thunder Tiger.
What's weird is that once the torrent of sword energy enters the other half of the valley, it's like falling into a swamp. When it's difficult to move forward, the sword shadow formed by a large amount of sword energy dissipates, as if this place no longer belongs to the normal space.
If there is an extremely powerful master here, he can easily see the clues. It turns out that half of the valley where Thunder Tiger is standing is overwhelmed by dense and almost countless palm power.
These palm powers are like clouds floating in the wind without form, but they actually have the appearance of wind and clouds. Once they are pulled by external forces, they will immediately explode with infinite entangled power.
Even if the Sword Master uses his twenty-two newly created sword moves, it would be difficult for him to break through the area enveloped by such terrifying Fengyun Palm Strength!
It can be said that Lei Hu's understanding of the two phases of wind and cloud has reached an astonishing height with just a casual reveal...