Li Xiao's surprising words stunned everyone present.
Eighteen years ago? The secret of Wushuang City?
All kinds of keywords also tug at people's heartstrings and suddenly arouse people's curiosity.
In addition, before, Li Xiao predicted that Wushuang City would encounter disaster. This was very accurate, allowing people to see his miraculous words of command. At this time, he threw out another message, which made the masters of Wushuang City all
Aroused strong interest.
"Shenxiang, I wonder what the secret you are talking about is?" Dugu Ming asked curiously.
When Li Xiao heard this, after being silent for a while, his calm eyes looked straight at Dugu Fang. Those captivating eyes seemed to be able to see through him: "Do you know Jian Hui?"
Li Xiao asked instead without answering.
The younger generation like Dugu Ming stare with big eyes and small eyes, not knowing why.
However, there were also some middle-aged people present. Their martial arts were not that superb, but they still had a good understanding of Lao Huangli in the martial arts world in the past.
A man with a broad face and long eyebrows took over the conversation and said: "I think back then, Jian Hui was a well-known figure. His swordsmanship has reached the advanced level, which is quite impressive. He is the leader of the first sword sect of the sword sect."
Li Xiao nodded secretly and paced back and forth in the room. Then his words gradually pulled the thoughts of everyone present into the long river of history.
"Jian Hui has a son named Po Jun, and a disciple named Wu Ming. As the saying goes, great teachers make great disciples, and these two people also have extraordinary swordsmanship, which is really different! However, Wu Ming, an ancient prodigy with amazing talents, at the age of twenty-two
At that time, he had already reached the peak of his swordsmanship! In order to improve again, he and his wife returned to the Sword Sect of his master, hoping to learn a supreme swordsmanship from the respected master Jianhui, break through the bottleneck, and improve his cultivation. And this
The sword technique is the return of ten thousand swords to the sect!"
As soon as Li Xiao said this, everyone present was in an uproar and started whispering among themselves.
"Ten thousand swords return to the clan? This swordsmanship can be called the supreme swordsmanship. The sword is endowed with clouds. It is a metaphysical sword that has no one in ancient times. Ten thousand swords respect it and worship it like a god!"
"Yes, it is said that this secret book of swordsmanship is still preserved in the secret realm of the Sword Sect, and no one can see it."
Dugu Ming's eyes also lit up.
Even the younger generation like them are extremely yearning for the realm of Heavenly Sword and the Return of Ten Thousand Swords to the Sect. If they can really reach this realm, then they can sweep the world without any rivals.
However, while others were having a heated discussion, Dugu Yifang's face became increasingly ugly, and he was sweating coldly. He looked at Li Xiao with a look of surprise and a hint of fear! It seemed as if every word Li Xiao said,
It will touch his nerves.
Li Xiao paused and continued: "However, Jian Hui finally decided that Wu Ming and his son Po Jun would have to fight, and the final winner would be able to obtain the secret book of Wan Jian's return to the clan. In order to make this competition meaningful
With enough persuasion, Jianhui invited three famous martial arts masters at the time, including the Sword Emperor, to watch the battle and serve as witnesses. The three masters were unwilling to miss a wonderful duel and happily went.
The venue for the competition was in a cave. During the decisive battle, Wuming lived up to his title of martial arts supreme. The inexplicable sword skills he displayed suppressed Pojun. Just when Wuming was about to defeat Pojun, Jianhui took action for selfish reasons.
Because Po Jun was his son, Qing wanted everyone who knew about his son's defeat to shut up, so he used the Huitian Ice Technique to freeze all the masters who came to watch the battle in this cave.
Among them! Except for the Sword Emperor, Wuming, and Po Jun who were able to escape, no one else was spared and all lost their lives."
When everyone heard this, their eyes widened, their mouths opened, and they all looked at each other in confusion.
No one thought that there would be such a dusty anecdote in the world! It is really unseen and unheard of, it is too unbelievable!
The decisive battle between Wuming and Pojun accidentally caused the masters who were watching the battle to be buried in the cave.
And Jian Hui's extreme actions in order to win or lose are really hard to accept.
After calming down from the shock, Dugu Ming asked doubtfully: "But, what does this have to do with our Wushuang City?"
"Yeah, I'm curious too."
People asked about their doubts.
At this time, Dugu Fang's complexion was as white as wax, and like pig's liver, one white and one purple, with an inexplicable look and extremely panic.
Li Xiao saw the other party's expression in his eyes and couldn't help but smile coldly. Then his eyes narrowed and he said loudly: "On the list that Jian Hui invited to watch the battle, there was Wushuang City Lord Dugu Yifang! Of course he didn't want to miss such a match.
Due to the duel, he found an identical substitute for himself to guard Wushuang City for him. But what he didn't expect was that this trip turned out to be a point of no return. In other words, the real Wushuang City Master eighteen years ago
already dead!"
The scene suddenly fell silent.
Everyone seemed to have fallen into an ice cave, as the air around them reached sub-zero temperatures!
These words were nothing more than the explosion of thunder from the nine heavens, which aroused incomparable shock in everyone's hearts!
In fact, Li Xiao has one last sentence that he has not yet said. However, even so, people can already guess that if the real Wushuang City Lord died eighteen years ago, then the current "Dugu"
"One side" is the one used to fake promotion!
"How can this be?"
"Yeah, it sounds incredible."
"The current city lord is fake"
People still couldn't believe this astonishing statement, but when everyone in Wushuang City saw Dugu Yifang sweating coldly and looking guilty with his shoulders shaking, they couldn't help but believe it.
"It's impossible, Dad, that's not the case, right? Dad!" Dugu Ming took "Dugu Yifang's" hand and kept asking.
And when all the secrets were revealed, the burden that had been weighing on "Dugu Yifang" for many years was relieved. He collapsed on the ground and exhaled a long breath: "Yes, everything he said is true."
"Ah, why is this happening!"
After learning that his father had died eighteen years ago, and that all he had faced over the years was a fake, Dugu Ming was heartbroken and cried in his arms.
Others saw this and wanted to comfort them, but they didn't know what to say. They all looked at each other, at a loss.
At this time, a loud voice suddenly sounded outside the house, rolling like thunder, resounding in the ears: "Okay, you are worthy of the famous Bai Xiaosheng, who knows the secrets of heaven and can see the way of heaven. He is well-deserved!" To be continued.