Starting as a clan leader: My rules are a bit wild.

"???"

"Holy Spirit Sword Technique and Sword Twenty-Three?"

"Why hasn't that senior used it?"

Jianzi was a little confused about the situation.

Both of them knew the Holy Spirit Sword Technique. He thought they were 'same disciples' at first, but now, you are the one with Sword Twenty-Three?

Unnamed but the most he can use is sword twenty-two.

so···

Is nameless not orthodox?

"Hahaha!"

The sword master laughed loudly, it was a free and easy laugh, but also a crazy laugh.

Looking back on this life, he also lived an extremely wonderful life.

When I was three years old, I came to the treasure house for the first time. As soon as I opened the door, the Wushuang Sword had already sensed it. It suddenly broke from its scabbard and flew in front of Dugu Jian, shaking. A hundred swords in the treasure house instantly roared together, as the Wushuang Sword and the sword met each other. cheer.

When he was five years old, his grandfather Dugu Wuhan seemed to be aware of his father Dugu Wushuang's wolfish ambition. Since the old man was already in his twilight years, he did not want Wushuang City to fall into the hands of such narrow-minded people, so he came to him and told him that he was about to leave. , hoping that he can inherit Wushuang City and let himself be forgotten for seven lifetimes.

But his father finally took action, poisoning his grandfather to death, and wanted to take over the position of city lord by force. When he exposed his evil deeds at the succession ceremony, he became so angry that he actually took action against his own son.

However, he never thought that when he was five years old, he had become one with the sword. The Wushuang Sword would sense his sword intention and draw out the sword on its own. He broke through the door of the treasure house in the lightning and flint, and smashed seven or eight stone walls in succession. Come to protect the Lord and cut off Dugu Wushuang's hand.

Afterwards, he drove his biological parents out of Wushuang City. A few years later, he passed the position of city lord to his younger brother Lonely, and went to Japan in pursuit of a higher swordsmanship...

Later...

Ugh.

He thought of his beloved Miyamoto Seoling.

It's a pity that God's will plays tricks on people.

He thought of Tianxia Sword again.

Touching the sword mark on his forehead, the old sword master couldn't help but burst into tears.

In this life, he has experienced too much.

But the only thing that really made him regret it and cause eternal pain in his heart was that Xue Ling.

It's a pity that we can never meet again in this life.

Returning from Japan, he fought against Wuming many times, retired, and was invited to go to Tianchi with one sword to fight against 108 killers in Tianchi. In the end, only the twelve most powerful ones escaped.

After that, it’s now.

Intention to regain Wushuang City.

But at the same time, I am in retreat, trying to understand the real Sword Twenty-Three and fight against Xiongba.

But I never thought that in the middle of the journey, such a young man with great talent in swordsmanship would appear...

Life passes by like a fleeting glance at flowers.

A drop of muddy tears fell down, and the old sword master no longer had any thoughts at this moment.

All the energy and energy in his body were gathered together at this moment, turning into a sword.

Twenty-three swords that destroy heaven and earth!

Buzz...

The sword has been drawn.

But suddenly I discovered that it seemed that the entire world was 'frozen'!

He couldn't move at all, but his thoughts were still normal.

In this world, only the Sword Master can act normally! I saw my soul leaving the body and walking towards me step by step.

And he stretched out his sword finger and pointed it at the center of his eyebrows!

This sword has no killing intent.

It's just a competition, even if you get hit, it won't be a big deal.

But Jianzi was still unyielding. He wanted to resist and break through the shackles.

But I found that I couldn't get away!

Even if he improves his swordsmanship to the extreme, or even uses desperate measures, he can't break the solidified time and space. He can only watch the finger pointing between his eyebrows.

boo~

Like a dream bubble, like a dream.

"Hoo, ho, ho..."

Jianzi gasped for breath.

Only then did he realize that his physical body could already move.

He crouched down, his vest already soaked with cold sweat, panting constantly, his face full of shock.

"This, is this Sword Twenty-Three?"

"One is in the sky and the other is on the ground with Jian Twenty-Two. The difference between one sword and the other is so terrifying?"

He couldn't help but think of Piaomiao Sword Technique and Sword Eleven!

Even the Holy Spirit Sword Technique Sword Twenty-Three is more terrifying than the Misty Sword Technique!

The Piaomiao sword technique may be strong enough to resist it, but if this twenty-three sword is used by someone with the same cultivation level as himself, will he still have a way to survive?

The sword master's soul returned to his position, he slowly sat down cross-legged, and said softly: "Sword Twenty-Three, for me, it is only a barely accomplished move."

"Besides, my condition is too bad, too bad."

"I wanted to kill the tyrant with this sword, but I never thought it would be used on you."

"Young man, I can feel that there is an amazing power hidden in your body. If you use that power, you will definitely be able to break my sword."

"Why don't you break it?"

Have you felt the mysterious energy hidden in the cave of your physical body?

Jianzi was not surprised, he just said: "This junior just wants to challenge the sword to determine the outcome!"

"The genius of swordsmanship..."

The old swordsman murmured: "The swordsmanship is lucky to have you."

"It's your misfortune for me and the old guy in swordsmanship."

"But I believe you have the strength to kill the tyrant."

"Before I die, I can fully use the twenty-three swords, and I can witness the rise of a swordsman like you... In this life, I have no regrets, only regrets."

"It's a pity that I can't see you when you were at your strongest, and I regret that I can't stay with her forever..."

The words fell.

The old sword master made no sound, and then turned into dust and disappeared.

"Well done, senior!"

Jianzi faced the direction where the old sword master disappeared and bowed heavily.

He was a little melancholy, but not regretful.

As for the death of the old sword master...

In fact, the old sword master was already at the end of his life, and he would soon be alive again. What's more, if he fought with him, he would be able to fulfill his wish, right?

At the same time, I also took over his cause and effect!

The tyrant must die.

"Sword Twenty-Three is really unpredictable."

"If I can reproduce it in Xianwu Continent..."

"Even if you can't be the best in the world of swordsmanship, it's still the same, right?"

Jianzi was in a daze.

Thinking of the shocking sword strike of the old sword master just now, I couldn't calm down for a long time.

He didn't even notice that Sanye had entered a deep level of enlightenment.

He picked up Sanye and said in a daze: "That's about it. There are still some swordsman masters in this world, but in my opinion, none of their swordsmanship can surpass Jian Twenty-San!"

"It's time to join the sect master and the others."

Why did the old sword master agree so readily?

It was because, through the previous divine sense induction, Jianzi had already discovered that Lin Fan and others were working with people from the Tianxiahui.

Feng Yun, who was young, was seriously injured and escaped.