Zongwu: Starting from the Trouble in Xingzilin

The long sword in Zhuo Bufan's hand was given by the head of the Yizi Huijian Sect.

The sword was made of meteorite iron from outer space by sword-making master Qu Yezi. It can cut hair with a blow and cut iron like mud. Looking at the entire martial arts world, this sword can be regarded as a top-notch divine weapon.

But unfortunately, this divine weapon met its destined nemesis.

The Xuanjin Blade can cut everything and is indestructible, able to break everything in the world!

Naturally, Zhuo Bufan's sword is also among all things in the world.

When Zhuo Bufan saw that the long sword was broken, he had a look of despair on his face.

When the master passed on this sword to him, he once said,"The sword is alive as long as the man lives, and the sword dies as long as the man dies!"

Now, the long sword has come to such a end. Zhuo Bufan's mind instantly flashed through the scenes of his master passing on the sword.

""The sword is alive, the man is alive; the sword is dead, the man is dead!"

Zhuo Bufan kept muttering to himself, his eyes were dull and there was no trace of life in them.……

""Master! I'm sorry!"

Zhuo Bufan roared, suddenly turned the hilt of the sword upside down, grasped it with both hands, and stabbed it straight into his abdomen.

"Huh?"

Zhuo Bufan was startled.

"Master! I am sorry for you!"

He thrust the hilt of the sword into his own abdomen.……

""Is Sword Master Zhuo crazy?"

The people from the 36 caves and 72 islands were all puzzled by Zhuo Bufan's actions.

The sword body was gone, but he was holding the hilt and wanted to commit suicide? Although they were puzzled by Zhuo Bufan's actions, everyone's attention was immediately attracted to the only two people left in the battle.

The black man named Jiujianxian retracted the black short blade in his hand and came to Murong Fu.

He folded his hands in front of his chest and looked at Murong Fu with a proud face.

"What do you think? Master Murong? Why don't you make a move?"

His words were full of ridicule.

Murong Fu saw that the short blade in Lin Han's hand effortlessly broke the long sword in Zhuo Bufan's hand into several pieces. He immediately thought of the scene when he was in the Deaf and Dumb Valley.

But then he shook his head,"Impossible, these two people look so different, how could it be him."

This thought flashed through Murong Fu's mind, and he didn't have time to think deeply. At this time, the Drunken Sword Immortal provoked again, and Murong Fu was immediately furious.

"Drunken Swordsman, do you really think that I, Murong Fu, am a soft persimmon?"

""Hua La!"

Murong Fu shook the long sword in his hand, and with a move of white snake spitting out its tongue, he went straight to the face of the Drunken Sword Immortal. The Drunken Sword

Immortal saw Murong Fu's fierce attack, but he didn't care at all.

A trace of contempt appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he turned around to avoid Murong Fu's sword.

After all, Murong Fu was a famous master in the martial arts world, and his speed of response was far beyond that of ordinary martial artists.

He waved his right hand downward and changed his moves...

But just when Murong Fu changed his moves, a chill surged in his heart.

Because he saw that the Drunken Sword Immortal actually showed him an evil smile.

There was a hidden ill intention in that smile. For a moment, Murong Fu felt that the temperature suddenly dropped by several degrees.

He wanted to stop and change his moves, but it was too late.

Lin Han waved his hand lightly, and two fingers brushed across Murong Fu's wrist.

Murong Fu felt his wrist numb, and then his five fingers loosened. When he came to his senses, his soft sword had fallen into the hands of the Drunken Sword Immortal.

""Shua!"

The Drunken Sword Immortal shook the soft sword, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at Murong Fu's throat.

""Mr. Lin, stop!"

Wang Yuyan exclaimed, and hurriedly flew to Lin Han.

She grabbed Lin Han's right hand holding the sword, with a pleading look on her face.

"Master Lin, please don't kill my cousin!"

Before Wang Yuyan finished speaking, Murong Fu's face changed.

"Cousin, you said he was Young Master Lin? Which Young Master Lin?"

Although Murong Fu was sure that the Drunken Swordsman was Lin Han, his poor self-esteem still made him have a glimmer of hope, hoping that it was not that Young Master Lin.

However, Wang Yuyan's answer completely crushed Murong Fu's hope.

"Cousin, which other Mr. Lin do you think is this? It’s Lin Han, Mr. Lin!"

When Wang Yuyan said this, Murong Fu's face instantly turned completely black.

And just as Wang Yuyan revealed Lin Han's identity, a low voice suddenly rang out among the crowd of the 36 caves and 72 islands.

"It turns out he is Lin Han!"

"Lin Han? Who is he? Is he awesome?"

"Let me tell you, some time ago in Xingzilin, this Lin Han stole the limelight. As the leader of the Beggars' Sect, Qiao Feng wanted to keep him in the Beggars' Sect. Would they agree?"

"What is this? I heard that he is from the Blue Star Dragon Country, which is said to be very far away! Think about it, if he didn't have superhuman abilities, how could he come to our Great Song Dynasty?"

……

The whispers of the crowd also fell into the ears of the four swords of plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum.

""Sister, I heard from them that this Lin Han is not ordinary! Have you heard of him?"

Zhu Jian asked Mei Jian curiously.

However, Mei Jian shook his head helplessly, saying that he also wanted to know!

This is no wonder. Their Lingjiu Palace is located near Tianshan Mountain, which is still a distance away from the Central Plains.

Mei, Lan, Zhu and Ju are not responsible for the intelligence business of Lingjiu Palace, so they are naturally not aware of the events in the Central Plains martial arts world that happened a few days ago.

……

As the whispers continued, Murong Fu spoke to Wang Yuyan with a cold face.

"Cousin, you already knew he was Lin Han?"

Murong Fu's words were filled with an unspeakable sour taste, and a sense of sadness arose in his heart.

Master Lin! Master Lin! It turns out that the two of them are so familiar with each other that they can keep secrets for each other and keep me, the real owner, in the dark?

Thinking of this, Murong Fu looked at Wang Yuyan with a hint of despair.

"No, cousin!" Wang Yuyan knew that Murong Fu had misunderstood her, and hurriedly waved her hand to explain,"I wanted to tell you at the Hundred Immortals Conference. But you repeatedly emphasized that I was not allowed to mention Master Lin again. So...so……"

Wang Yuyan buried her head deep in her chest like a little girl who had done something wrong. She intertwined her fingers and kept picking at them.

""Hmph!"

Murong Fu snorted coldly and turned his head away.

Although he knew that he had wrongly accused Wang Yuyan, he could not help but hate Lin Han and Wang Yuyan together when he was under Lin Han's sword.

"Lin Han, I, Murong Fu, am not a skilled fighter and was defeated by you. You can kill me or chop me up, whatever you want!"

Murong Fu stiffened his neck, closed his eyes, and looked ready to die.

""Master, don't do it!"

Feng Bo'e and Bao Bu Tong saw that Murong Fu was really ready to sit and wait for death, and they couldn't stay calm.

They both jumped up and came to the side of the few people.

""Mr. Lin, please show mercy!"

The two men bowed their hands to Lin Han and shouted in unison.

In the Deaf and Dumb Valley, the two had met Lin Han once. At that time, Murong Fu entered the illusion of the chess game, and it was Lin Han who rescued him. Therefore, the two had a good impression of Lin Han.

Therefore, Murong Fu was under Lin Han's sword, and the two still hoped to rescue the young master without using force.

The most critical thing was to look at Lin Han's move just now. Even if Feng Bo'e, Bao Bu Tong, and Murong Fu joined forces, I am afraid that the three of them would not be Lin Han's opponent!

However, Murong Fu seemed to be deliberately seeking death today. Although Wang Yuyan and Feng Bao pleaded for him one after another, he looked generous and righteous.

""Brother Bao San, Brother Feng Si, you don't ask him! Saying one more word to this kind of scum who is motivated by beauty will damage my reputation!""

Huh?"

Lin Han's eyes suddenly opened wide. Although he was really angry,

"Hey! You really think I don't dare to kill you, right?"

Lin Han's eyes condensed, and a murderous intent flashed in his eyes.