The great scholar in purple robe is singing happily, holding a scroll in one hand and a long sword in the other!
But I saw that the man was about thirty years old, with slightly white temples, a resolute face and a long beard fluttering under his chin. A pair of gentle eyes seemed to be filled with a sea of stars. His wisdom was unparalleled and revealed an indescribable edge!
Perhaps it is precisely because of this that he dares to face the world's best swordsman who has defeated three great saints in a row and defeated the Dragon Festival!
"Mr. Linyuan!"
Zhao Shuhang cried out in a low voice, with a look of disbelief on his face.
"Lu Jiuyuan!"
"The remnants of the Lu family!"
"Rebellious ministers and traitors!"
Several noble and powerful men behind Li Sheng looked cold and scolded him repeatedly.
Wu Ming was slightly stunned. It seemed that he had not even imagined that he had fantasized about meeting this person countless times, but he did not expect it to be like this.
"Because of such a stubborn person, Mr. Linyuan actually comes in person. Are you not afraid that the holy path will suffer a loss and that there will be no possibility of further progress in your life?"
The semi-saint from the temples, named Qu Pingfu, looked at Lu Jiuyuan at this moment, with a strange look in his eyes, but more of it was fear, regret, and a hint of admonishment!
Everyone knows that Lu Jiuyuan, who is famous all over the world, will never die in the hands of any human saint, not even Li Qingge. However, if he forcibly interferes in today's matter, according to the temper of the world's best swordsman, he will probably be cut off.
His holy way is to show punishment.
But if you can cut off the holy path of a person who is about to be canonized, or even just one step away from being canonized, how great will be the loss to the human race?
"Sir, please think again!"
Zhao Shuhang quickly stepped forward and bowed his head to the bottom.
"Sir, think again!"
Surprisingly, not only did Zhao Shuhang speak, but several people from Li Tang's noble family also walked out of the queue, including several talented warriors who had been controlled by Wu Ming with poison before.
"hehe!"
Lu Jiuyuan smiled and shook his head. The clouds were calm and the wind was gentle, and he walked slowly for thousands of feet. In a moment, he came to the field and stood in front of Wu Ming. He smiled gently and said, "My child, I'm sorry for you!"
"Well!"
Wu Ming scratched his head, looking slightly embarrassed, not knowing what to say.
Even though he had shown through his actions time and time again that he did not want to get involved in the dispute between Lu Jiuyuan and the Golden Scale Demon Emperor, he was still a member of the Wu family and could not escape from this vortex.
He even did many extraordinary things, just because he didn't want to bow his head in front of this person, and wanted him to come see him in person instead of fleeing in despair and taking refuge somewhere else.
Compared with Li Qingge's pride, it comes from the reputation of the best swordsman in the world and unparalleled combat power. Even the Li Tang royal family did not hesitate to deliberately spread the rumors and confuse the public, saying that he came from the royal family, using its power to stabilize
Due to the national destiny, he even decreed that his daughter should be named Princess Wenzhao.
Wu Ming's pride comes from the five thousand years of Chinese civilization in his bones.
He had also conquered the world and was a human being in two lifetimes. He was only born a few hundred years later. If he had been born at the same time, he would have had the confidence to sideline all these people.
It's a pity that God did not fulfill his wish!
The meeting that we had envisioned never materialized, and we had to rely on others for help. Isn't it embarrassing?
"It doesn't matter, the days are long and we have a lot to say!"
Lu Jiuyuan was like an ordinary parent who cared about his naughty children. No matter how many mistakes he made, the responsibility rested with others. Kuan He smiled and patted Wu Ming on the shoulder.
"you……"
Wu Ming suddenly felt something was wrong and changed his words, "Are you always confident?"
"Ha ha!"
Lu Jiuyuan smiled and said calmly, "No, no one in the world can face the world's best swordsman and still have confidence!"
"That……"
Wu Ming's pupils shrank, feeling uneasy.
"Are you planning to fight for the holy path that is within reach?"
Li Qingge said tepidly.
"It's within reach or out of reach, what's the difference? Senior Sword Immortal is here!"
Lu Jiuyuan slowly shook his head and said.
Everyone was shocked. This was more terrifying than Wu Ming's previous confrontation with Li Qingge. It was already an accusation in disguise. Who gave him the courage?
Wu Ming felt increasingly uneasy, and a look of surprise flashed between his brows.
“That’s true”
Surprisingly, Li Qingge was not angry at all. After pondering for a moment, he nodded slowly, "So that's it. You are destined to have this calamity. It is God's will that I will cut off your holy path today. This is how it should be!"
"Your majesty, Sword Immortal, please calm down. Mr. Linyuan is the pillar of our clan. How can your majesty do such things because of temporary joy and anger, which will bring pleasure to enemies and pain to relatives?"
Zhao Shuhang was horrified and fell to his knees, pausing repeatedly.
Wu Ming raised his eyebrows and understood immediately.
After all, they are treated differently. As far as the Chinese people are concerned, Lu Jiuyuan's weight obviously exceeds that of countless Wu Mings.
"It's a pity that a beam of human race was broken by my sword today!"
Li Qingge looked at Lu Jiuyuan's unchanging eyes and sighed.
"No, Sword Immortal made a mistake in something he said!"
Lu Jiuyuan smiled lightly.
"Oh, I'd love to hear the details!"
Li Qingge raised his eyebrows, seeming to be interested.
"The battle between you and me was already destined when you criticized our ancestors in the early years!"
Lu Jiuyuan said.
"So that's it, but there are no omissions in my Heavenly Will Sword. Although your sword skills are unparalleled, it is easy to break just after passing through, and it is destined to stop in front of the saint!"
Li Qingge nodded, shook his head again, turned his eyes and said, "This matter still started because of my son!"
"No!"
Lu Jiuyuan shook his head firmly and smiled slightly, "You just stole the legacy of our predecessors and created our ancestor's own unparalleled swordsmanship. Your comments have brought shame to our ancestor. Today's battle is to rectify our ancestor's name!"
Before he finished speaking, everything fell silent, the air froze, and everyone was trembling in their souls.
"What a shame, what a rectification!"
The sharp light in Li Qingge's eyes flashed away, and he finally saw anger. There was no wind in the robes around him, and he rose to the top of the sky. "I was unable to fight Mr. Guanchao back then. I regret it for the rest of my life. I hope you will succeed in swordsmanship."
, I hope it can eliminate some regrets!"
"It's my wish, but I dare not invite you!"
Blue clouds suddenly rose under Lu Jiuyuan's feet, and soared ninety thousand miles up. No matter how strong the wind blew, I stood still and stood face to face with the world's best swordsman!
"No, Mr. Linyuan, please calm down, Your Majesty the Sword Immortal..."
Zhao Shuhang screamed, but was enveloped by the majestic pressure falling from the sky, making it difficult to move at all.
Not only him, but everyone was moved by it. No one expected that Lu Jiuyuan only challenged Li Qingge as a semi-saint, but he did not hesitate to provoke the opponent and use all his strength!
Is this confidence and calmness, or is it crazy and paranoid?
"Survive life after putting yourself to death?"
Wu Ming's pupils shrank continuously and his heart palpitated.
"Crazy, crazy, Mr. Linyuan is trying to destroy and then establish, using the Sword Immortal as a sharpening stone to prove his own holy way!"
Kuye was extremely weak and shouted loudly.
In order to resist Li Twelve Niang's sword, he had already used all his strength. Although he was illuminated by the lotus lantern, the energy was consumed so much that he had almost no strength to fight anymore and almost collapsed.
"Am I too willful and forced too much?"
Wu Ming was shocked and confused.
"Boy, wake up!"
Ku Ye suddenly felt that something was not good and shouted angrily, "Don't take everything on yourself. Where did your old heartless temper go? You walked your own path, and his path was also chosen by you.
No one can blame anyone!"
"call……"
After all, Wu Ming was determined and determined. He woke up for a moment, smiled bitterly and sighed, "Even so, if I had not acted against the Holy Spirit and persecuted too much, he might not have..."
"fart!"
Ku Ye seemed to be really angry, completely gone from the timidity in the past, hating that iron cannot be made into steel, "There has never been any possibility in things in this world. If? If there really were, how could there be all kinds of fights, all kinds of sufferings, all kinds of things?"
Helpless? This is the impermanence of things and the various changes in life!"
"hehe!"
Wu Ming smiled bitterly, waved his hands feebly, and looked at Liu Yixue, who was still awake, with dim eyes. Thousands of thoughts turned into a long sigh.
The only woman I was attracted to in my past life and this life. If these things hadn't happened, the two of them might have stayed together forever, rubbing shoulders with each other. However, her father's desire to kill her was as solid as a rock.
No matter what, why bother?
"Sure enough, if you don't seek death, you won't die!"
Wu Ming smiled bitterly.
Taking a closer look at the past, I have really been seeking death, or even if I wasn't, I was still on the road to death. Every step was like walking on a tightrope. One wrong step would lead to eternal disaster and my body would be shattered to pieces.
Seriously speaking, being able to live to this day is really an anomaly. Even if there are reasons that he has carefully considered, it is still due to luck.
Just like the previous Dragon Festival Meeting, Wu Ming was not optimistic about Lu Jiuyuan from beginning to end.
Challenging the best swordsman in the world cannot be achieved by relying on passion or mysterious skills. At the very least, you must be in the same position!
Obviously, Lu Jiuyuan has nothing!
Therefore, the outcome has already been determined!
It’s not just Wu Ming who has this idea, nor is there a lot of people out there, but all living beings who can think, they all believe that Lu Jiuyuan will definitely lose!
hold head high!
When the dragon's sword energy soared into the sky, washing the sky, and the stars outside the territory loomed, there were countless stars swaying endlessly. It seemed that they could not bear the sword energy and were about to fall, but they could not cover the sword light like a flourishing lotus flower. Although they looked at it,
It’s not true, but everyone knows that Lu Jiuyuan lost!
The full Dragon Sword Qi was swept away by the sword lotus. With a faint moan, a purple-robed figure descended from the sky, staggered dozens of steps, and retreated to Wu Ming. His straight back was slightly rickety, and his resolute face was sweaty.
It was low and soaked into the front and back of the neck.
Lu Jiuyuan, who looked about thirty years old, looked as if he had aged several decades when he straightened up. His temples were instantly as white as snow, and there was a trace of gray on his face. There was a dark and obscure color in his eyes that were originally as bright as a sea of stars.
Although there is not a trace of scars on his body, his aura flickers in and out, sometimes as weak as an ordinary person, sometimes ups and downs like waves, and no longer has the calm, steady as Mount Tai, and leisurely leisurely manner!
Everyone felt pity and even pity, but most of them looked at Li Qingge with awe.
This is Qinglian Sword Immortal, the best sword master in the world!
Only Wu Ming stared at the hunched back that was as tall and straight as a mountain, motionless, and the past flashed across his heart like a revolving lantern. His face suddenly became as ferocious as a ghost, and he carelessly painted the center of his eyebrows.
"Um?"
Li Qingge seemed to be aware of it for a moment, and there seemed to be two divine swords bursting out in his eyes, but the moment he looked at Wu Ming, they glanced somewhere outside the opera garden.
Buzz!
But before he could see clearly what caused his sword heart to suddenly tremble, a terrifying force like the power of heaven descended into the world, a familiar yet unfamiliar, but unrivaledly powerful sword intent soared into the sky.
That... is clearly the Sword of Heaven's Will that he has practiced all his life! (To be continued)