Acting for the gods

Chapter 338 Nan Wuming, Northern Sword Master

Baijian Villa.

Standing among the crowd, Bu Jingyun and Nie Feng couldn't help but secretly startled when they saw the dark vision.

Being able to induce such a terrifying vision shows that the magic weapon must be extremely powerful. If it is controlled by others, it is very dangerous to try to seize it.

"wind."

At this moment, Duanlang walked out from the crowd and greeted Nie Feng.

"Lang, why are you here?"

Seeing his friend coming, Nie Feng was overjoyed. He and Duanlang went to Tianxiahui together, but because of Ni Bodhisattva's criticism, Xiongba only accepted Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun. He insulted Duanlang in every possible way. .

In the Tianxiahui, only Nie Feng took good care of Duanlang, so the relationship between the two was very good.

And Duanlang's strength is not weak, with Duanlang's help, Nie Feng thought, if there is a fight later, at least one more chance of winning.

"I am here to help you under the order of the leader of the gang."

Duan Lang laughed.

This is naturally a lie, Duanlang ran out privately, and the Tianxiahui has been judged, but Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun have been on their way and have not received any news.

Nie Feng had no doubts about him, and put his arm around Duanlang's shoulders, very enthusiastically.

Bu Jingyun looked at Duanlang coldly, and said with disdain: "You are defeated, what can you do for me?"

Bu Jingyun saw that Duanlang was not pleasing to the eye, why not Duanlang, said coldly: "Bu Jingyun, I have endured it for a long time, do you really think I can't beat you?"

Bu Jingyun still looked cold to the end: "Who was lying on the ring last time and forgot so quickly? It seems that I have to let you remember."

"come!"

Duanlang is not afraid at all, he has long wanted to teach Bu Jingyun a lesson.

Nie Feng hurriedly smoothed things over: "The mission is urgent."

At this moment, the vision in the sky disappeared, the sky gradually became clear, and the earth also returned to calm.

"Has the divine weapon been cast?"

"probably!"

"Rush in to grab the magic weapon, what are you afraid of, there are so many of us, they can't stop them."

"Come on!"

"Yeah, there are so many of us, we are afraid of what they will do, let's go together."

"Snatch the Divine Soldier!"

When everyone was hesitating, a bewitching voice sounded from left to right, encouraging the surrounding martial arts people to do it.

In fact, everyone also has the idea of ​​fishing in troubled waters.

Fighting alone, they couldn't defeat the black and white evil spirits guarding the entrance of the cave, but they were numerous and powerful, taking advantage of the chaos, they might have a chance.

"Ouch!"

"Wait, who the fuck kicked me?"

As one person flew out without kicking, the others swarmed towards Jianchi as if they had seen the signal.

Black and white Shuangsha don't care if you are kicked away or take the initiative, as soon as you get close to the attack range, they will kill you mercilessly.

But after all, two fists are no match for four hands, and several figures took advantage of the chaos and rushed into the sword pool.

As soon as you enter the sword pool, the first thing you see are countless samples of peerless swords.

As for the peerless giant sword in the center, it is now a fake, and the sword essence in it has long been smelted into the magic weapon by Jiang Fan.

Duanlang frowned: "There are so many swords, which one is the magic weapon?"

He didn't have the Huolin sword at this time, the sword in his hand was nothing but ordinary, not even comparable to the samples of peerless swords everywhere.

Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun were also at a loss. In the sword pool in front of them, there were thousands of samples of peerless swords, and it was really hard to find them.

The point is, they don't have time to check them all.

The strength of Black and White Shuangsha is indeed extraordinary, at least not something they can handle now, and the outsiders can't delay it for long.

This is also the result of Jiang Fan letting the black and white evil spirits release the water, otherwise he would turn on the laser eye and sweep across a large area, and the master would have to kneel before he could react.

The sword with eight long beards muttered, "Hmph, let my sword eye see."

Before that, Jian Tan was behind the fire, and he was the one who kicked people.

Jian Tan loves to collect all kinds of swords in his life. His cultivation is in the mid-innate stage, and he regards swords as his life. What he pursues is to fly to the fairyland.

The so-called flying fairyland refers to flying with a sword, like a sword fairy, who can reach this realm, which is unparalleled in the world.

It can be compared with the Heavenly Sword Realm and Demon Sword Realm.

In the vast world, I am free from the wind.

However, for this person who is a sword greedy, his knowledge is complicated, miscellaneous but not refined, and his own skills and realm are not good, but he always thinks that he lacks a sword.

So far, Jian Tan has not found a sword that suits his heart, so he came to the Sword Villa to try his luck.

Although Jian Tan's character is not very good, he has a pair of sword eyes, and he is very accurate in seeing people and swords. It is not useless, otherwise he would not live for so long.

Looking around, Jian Tan discovered that among the thousands of swords, there was a divine sword that shone with special light.

"You are the one!"

Jian Tan chuckled, raised his hand and grabbed the hilt of the sword, only to see that special peerless sword whirling up as if it had a spirituality.

"there!"

"The magic weapon has a spirit, this sword belongs to me, Duanlang."

"Not ashamed to speak."

Nie Feng, Bu Jingyun, and Duanlang all flew to grab the swords, but the flying swords were as fast as lightning, and their sharpness was overwhelming, making all their moves fail.

At this moment, two completely different sword intents burst out and moved forward side by side.

One is murderous and ruthless.

One is quiet and peaceful, compassionate.

It was Nan Wuming, Bei Jiansheng.

The two were once the pride of an era, turning the world upside down.

Juggernaut Dugu Jian, a born sword idiot, learned swordsmanship at the age of five, became famous at the age of nine, had an epiphany on swordsmanship at the age of 13, and created the "Sword of the Holy Spirit". It is difficult to find an opponent.

Until he met Wuming, the enemy of his life.

Wuming was named Wei Yingxiong when he was a child. He was the lone star of Tiansha since he was a child. Before he was 11 years old, he killed two wet nurses and eight masters.

Later, because his adoptive father, Mu Long, betrayed the country and sought glory, he changed his name to Wuming.

He became famous as a teenager and joined Jianzong with extremely high talents.

He was also young and frenzied, defeated the top ten schools of martial arts with his own strength, and defeated the No. 1 Dugu Sword Master in the way of swords at that time, and he was in the limelight for a while.

Later, because his beloved wife was killed, he was disheartened, and he pretended to die and quit the arena, but his martial arts did not decrease but increased, and he became a saint, and his kendo cultivation has reached the realm of "Heavenly Sword".

"Wu Ming, you really didn't die!"

Seeing the opponent who defeated him many years ago, the white-haired Dugu Sword Master's eyes flashed with fighting intent.

At the same time, he is keenly aware that Wuming's vigor is no longer what it used to be. Today's Wuming is more like a scholar who has read poetry and books. He looks elegant, easy-going, and polite.

"Brother Dugu, long time no see, your swordsmanship has become stronger again, you must have comprehended sword 22."

Wuming smiled indifferently. After many years, the two stood together again, but their moods were completely different.

The two are competitors, but also confidants who cherish each other.

Because of each other, the way of the sword is not alone!
While the two were talking, their eyes fell on Feijian.

He was not in a hurry to make a move, and there was a trace of suspicion in his eyes.

This divine weapon was quite different from what they had imagined.

It's a peerless sword, but it's not a peerless sword. Compared with the previous movement, the aura seems a bit misleading.

Weird!

"Whoosh~"

The flying sword is like an arrow leaving the string, after spinning a few times at high speed, it flies into the secret path in the sword pool.

Jian Greed was so impatient that he didn't notice Wuming and Juggernaut at all. He immediately used lightness kung fu to chase them in, but soon flew backwards at a faster speed.

"There are still masters!"

Bu Jingyun, Nie Feng, and Duanlang immediately stopped thinking deeply and looked towards the secret path vigilantly.

"Fame and honor are all in the maze, and Bayeux Bodhi is not dusty."

"Living in the green hills for a long time has no white eyes. Nest birds and beasts are tamed in four seasons."

Jiang Fan was sitting in a wheelchair, holding a fan in one hand and a sword in the other. As the wheels of the wheelchair turned slowly, he came into everyone's sight.

"God Gu Wenhuang, I have seen you all, this divine weapon belongs to the Sword Villa, and it seems impolite for you to snatch it away."

(End of this chapter)