The Road to Dominance in All Worlds, Starting from Brother Qiang

The hunchbacked swordsman is also a decisive person. Seeing this scene, he knew that if he continued to entangle himself, he would only be humiliating himself.

He immediately made a decision in his heart, and with the help of the strong wind, he returned to the original place in the next second, and put the sharp sword in his hand back into the wooden staff.

"Cough cough..."

Coughing twice, the hunchbacked swordsman's voice was somewhat hoarse and dispirited.

I thought that if I won the leader of this year's competition in the sea of ​​swords, I should have stood at the pinnacle of swordsmen in the world, but I didn't expect that I just met a passing Taoist today. Allow yourself to lose easily.

Suppressing the bitterness in his heart, the hunched swordsman cupped his fists at Murong Bai, and said in a deep voice, "Today's defeat is due to my inferior skills."

"The mausoleum leaning on the wood here will belong to your Excellency from now on."

As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately turned around and left without giving Murong Bai a chance to speak.

Seeing this, Murong Bai couldn't help smiling wryly.

He had already guessed the identity of the swordsman in front of him. After all, Yan Gexing had told him not long ago that this year's sword review was about to begin.

And counting the time, until today, the result of Lun Jianhai's sword review should have come out.

That is to say, the hunchbacked swordsman in front of him must be the crown of this year's sword review.

But it is such a top swordsman, his character of doing things is really serious, eager...

Chapter 676

Chapter 676

Seeing that Pianfeng was about to go further and further away, Murong Bai didn't want to misunderstand Shen Zhong, and hurriedly called out, "Friend, please stay!"

Pian Feng didn't stop taking half a step, only a cold voice came, "Why would a loser stop?"

"Your Excellency, please listen to me." Murong Bai explained with a wry smile, "I'm just a passer-by, I didn't intend to offend your land, and I'm not an evil guest occupying a magpie's nest."

"Oh?"

Seeing that Pianfeng finally stopped, Murong Bai hurriedly said again, "If there is any gain or loss, please ask Haihan, I will leave now, and please don't blame the master."

Knowing that people with disabilities like Hua Pianfeng have the most sensitive minds, after speaking, Murong Bai did not wait for Hua Pianfeng to respond, and immediately left the Yimu Lingling.

But who would have thought that this time, it would become a conversation with Pianfeng again.

"Slow down, friend!"

"It was just a battle, and you are the winner, why should you care about the thoughts of me, the loser?"

Hearing Pian Feng's question, Murong Bai couldn't help showing a spring-like smile on his face.

Murong Bai smiled back and asked, "It's just been a battle, and my friend didn't use all his strength, did he?"

"Besides..." His words paused for a while, and his face turned solemn, "My friend, you are cruel and unyielding. You can split your sword and form a family of your own. Your talent makes Leng Biefu admire you."

Faced with such a paranoid person like Pian Feng, he would be inferior if he avoided talking about his flaws.

To speak so bluntly was to win his true friendship.

Sure enough, at this moment, some fluctuations flashed in Pian Feng's eyes, he took a deep look at Murong Bai, and asked, "Your name is Leng Biefu."

"Solitary Zhao Songyue Leng Biefu, met friends."

Hua Pianfeng shook his head and said, "But you shouldn't pity me."

Murong Bai smiled and said, "The ones who really need mercy in this world are always those who have lost their will, but, are you?"

"Haha!" Murong Bai's words made Hua Pianfeng couldn't help laughing out loud.

He finally gave up on leaving this Yimu Lingling, but stepped up to Murong Bai and extended an invitation to him.

"Leng Biefu, you deserve to be Hua Pianfeng's friend, follow me in!"

Then Pianfeng invited Murong Bai to go straight to the hinterland of Yimu Jiling, until he reached his hermitage.

Then he cut off the branches beside the road with his sword, and lit a bonfire, making the dim and lightless wooded mausoleum temporarily bright for a moment.

"When it's a fire, you and I share this wonder."

While talking, Hua Yifeng had already sat down cross-legged beside the campfire.

Murong Bai was not pretentious, and sat with a smile on the opposite side of Pian Feng, showing his kindness, "It's an honor."

The two sat on the ground, talking about the situation in the martial arts world, and talking about the grandeur of swordsmanship.

The time of a fire is gone in the blink of an eye.

Unknowingly, Hua Pianfeng and Murong Bai had already lit the second, third, and even unknown number of bonfires.

Since ancient times, it has been hard to find a bosom friend.

Pian Feng, who has experienced loneliness for a long time because of his appearance, has never been so happy as he is today.

And Murong Bai also gained a lot of gains and insights from Hua Pianfeng's difficult life experience.

After this conversation, the two have become best friends.

"Cold farewell."

Seeing that the bonfire was approaching, Hua Pianfeng looked at Murong Bai, and suddenly asked, "With your swordsmanship, why don't you go to the sea of ​​swords to test your skills?"

"If you go, you will definitely be the champion of this sword review."