Soul Piercing Boy Song Xing: Vertical and Horizontal Double Swords

At this time, Su Ziyi and Su Hongxi, who were covered in wounds, knew that they would die if they went on like this, so they hurriedly got on the horse, glared at Lei Wujie coldly, and said something similar to the original book.

"You killed Changli today, and you will pay back with your head in the future!"

Lei Wujie felt an arrow shot in his knee, he was obviously thinking about the travel expenses, Su Changli bumped himself into the sword blade, it's none of his business, it's really a person sitting at home, the trouble comes from the sky.

Jing Baiming came to the two of them and said with a smile:

"How much have you learned from the Shocking Eighteen Swords and Wanye Feihualiu just now?"

Sikong Qianluo stretched out three fingers: "Boss Jing, I only learned [-]% of it, can you practice it again?"

"It's the first time I've seen this trick, and it's pretty good to be able to learn [-]% of it." Jing Baiming showed a satisfied smile, "It seems that you have the talent to learn Yin Yang, and I will teach you later."

The corners of Sikong Qianluo's mouth slightly curved, he stepped forward and asked Lei Wujie: "Little Jie, what about you?"

"Seven of the eight orifices have been opened." Lei Wujie said awkwardly.

"My God, you've learned [-]% of it!" Sikong Qianluo was surprised.

Jing Baiming's face darkened: "He doesn't know anything!"

Lei Wujie spread his hands helplessly: "The Eighteen Shocking Swords are really too fast. With my current state, how can I see clearly?"

"Forget it, you come with me." Jing Baiming put his head in his hands and led the two into the depths of the woods.

After the three of them passed six smoky mazes, they saw a purple air wall ahead that was visible to the naked eye.

"This is a labyrinth arranged by Qin Shi's two great sword gods. Before they ascended, they left behind two divine swords."

"Originally, these things were reserved for Patriarch Tianming, but Patriarch Tianming and Patriarch Gao Yue didn't want to take them away before they ascended."

"A few days ago, Tianming Patriarch entrusted me with a dream, asking me to give these to someone who is destined."

Jing Baiming's star eyes turned back and forth on Lei Wujie and Lei Wujie, and introduced them seriously.

"Then how are you sure that we are destined?" Lei Wujie asked warily.

Jing Baiming shrugged: "Try it later, you will know if you can be recognized by those two divine swords."

Sikong Qianluo walked around Jing Baiming, and said with a half-smile: "Actually, Boss Jing is not recognized by those two swords, so he came to us?"

Jing Baiming was overwhelmed, but his mouth was still strong: "I already have Feigong Momei, and I don't need other artifacts."

With a wave of his hand, the purple air wall disappeared, and when he looked carefully into the distance, there were two swords stuck in front of him.

The sword on the left has a larger body, the center of the blade is black, and there is a row of neat thorns on the blade. At first glance, one can think of the image of the enemy's weapon being cut off by these thorns.

The sword on the right has a blue body. If you look carefully, the word "Yuanhong" is engraved on it, and the blade is extremely sharp.

"I'll go, this is Uncle Gai Nie's Yuanhong, I want it!"

Lei Wujie saw the anime idol's sword and ran over quickly, but the moment his hand touched Yuan Hong, there was an invisible force that knocked him back several meters!

"Little Jie, are you alright?" Sikong Qianluo hurriedly stepped forward to hold Lei Wujie, and asked with concern.

Lei Wujie shook his head and smiled wryly: "I'm fine, it seems that Yuan Hong doesn't recognize me."

"I'll try it!" Out of curiosity, Sikong Qianluo walked straight to Yuanhong's place.

"Sister, forget it, even I can't pull it out." Lei Wujie just spoke, but Sikong Qianluo easily pulled out the Yuanhong sword.

Then he turned around and looked at Lei Wujie with a smile: "Xiao Jie, what did you want to say just now?"

Lei Wujie hurriedly made a joke: "It's okay, I just said that you are awesome!"

"Why don't you go and try that shark tooth sword?" Jing Baiming tapped Lei Wujie's waist and threw his head towards the shark tooth sword.

Lei Wujie vaguely saw a lot of black air surrounding the Sharktooth Sword, and Lei Wujie hesitated.

"I always feel that something is wrong with Second Uncle Wei's sword!"

Jing Baiming nodded in disbelief: "This is the demon sword of the overlord, which cannot be controlled by ordinary people."

After taking a deep breath, Lei Wujie walked slowly towards the shark's teeth, and the moment he stretched out his hand to touch the sword, he suddenly felt the world spinning around him.

A man in a black robe appeared beside him. He has a pair of deep pool-like star eyes and a sharp weapon. Not only can people never see through his emotions, but he also has a domineering aura that is no one else!

"Are you afraid of the dark?" the black-robed man asked quietly.

Lei Wujie felt that the air around him seemed to be frozen, and even breathing became difficult.

"Not afraid!" But he still forced out two words.

"Very good!" The black-robed man pursed his lips slightly, dispelling the coercion, "However, what qualifications do you think you have to possess this seat's shark-toothed sword?"

Lei Wujie cleared his throat, and replied sonorously: "This world needs an answer, and I am the one who can create it!"

"It feels like your answer is copied from someone else." The man in black snorted coldly.

But he changed the subject again: "However, ambitious people are indeed qualified to own Wei Zhuang's inheritance!"

So he took a step forward, and stretched out his finger to touch Lei Wujie's brow.

Lei Wujie didn't show any resistance, his eyes were closed tightly.

Soon, a large number of exquisite sword moves appeared in Lei Wujie's mind.

"Go, go and create your own answer to this world!" After Wei Zhuang finished speaking, he disappeared completely.

Lei Wujie opened his eyes, and the surrounding illusion completely disappeared. He guessed that Wei Zhuang left a remnant soul on the shark's teeth before his ascension, in order to find the inheritor he wanted.

Suddenly the shark-toothed sword in his hand began to move agitatedly, making a burst of noise, as if he wanted to get out of his hand.

"This sword has been silent for too long, it needs to move." Jing Baiming was surprised for a while, and explained again.

Lei Wujie really wanted to fight with someone now, to try the sword moves he had just learned. Originally, the people from Anhe River were a good choice, but they slipped away too fast.

After finally calming down the restlessness of Sharktooth Sword with internal force, Lei Wujie looked at Jing Baiming with vigilance.

"Boss Jing, I know there is no such thing as a free lunch, what is your purpose?"

Sikong Qianluo knocked Lei Wujie's waist with his elbow, telling him to pay attention to his manner of speaking, after all, Boss Jing had helped them so much.

"It's okay." Jing Baiming looked calm, and smiled lightly, "I really need a little help from you."

"Boss Jing, please tell me." Sikong Qianluo said gently.

Jing Baiming nodded, and said succinctly: "We in Wudang need your help."

"Us?" Sikong Qianluo looked bewildered.

Lei Wujie quickly realized: "Boss Jing is talking about the forces behind us, right?"

His elder sister is Li Hanyi, Xueyue Sword Immortal, and behind him is the Lei family of Thunder Hall, the top power in the south of the Yangtze River, and the Li family of Jianxinzhong.

Sikong Qianluo's father is Spear Fairy Sikong Changfeng, who is in charge of everything in Xueyue City, the number one city in the world.