A battle post goes straight to Tianshan Mountain.

It directly detonated the entire world.

It once again added a raging fire to the world that was already in an uproar because of the death of Wushuang City Lord Dugu Yifang! For a moment, many people from the world gathered in Tianshan, waiting for the arrival of this extraordinary battle!

Unlike in the original plot, Wuming went to stop the Sword Saint in order to fear that Xiongba, who already had the power to unify the world, would die, and the people of the world would suffer from the suffering of separation and chaos.

Nowadays, in addition to Xiongba, there is also an unfathomable Xie Feihong in the south. Therefore, the world will not be able to enter the troubled world again just because Xiongba died.

Moreover, the Heart-killing Sword that Wuming suffered has not yet been completely cured, and the pollution on the sword heart has not been completely eliminated. Once he takes action, even if he beats the Sword Saint, he may have to waste another year of hard work.

Of course, there is another key point, that is, Wuming knew that there was another person who would be more anxious than himself. The other party saved the Sword Saint's life in Wushuang City, not to make him fight hard with Xiongba. That person would definitely come forward to stop the Sword Saint.

Therefore, Wuming did not meddle in other people's business this time, but continued to stay in the Zhonghua Building.

However...Wu Ming suddenly fell into silence because he really didn't understand why that person's martial arts valued the Sword Saint so much! He valued the Holy Spirit Sword Technique!

No wonder Wuming had such doubts. After all, no one could have thought that the sword saint, the Holy Spirit sword technique, had a qualitative leap at the Sword 23, and became an invincible sword style that was almost Taoist!

As Wuming encountered, after Xie Feihong learned that the Sword Saint was invited to fight Yu Xiongba, he directly instructed the spies around Xiejiazhuang and Wushuang City to pay attention to the situation on the Sword Saint's side.

After receiving the news that the Sword Saint took back the Wushuang Sword and had already set off to the World Association, Xie Feihong also left the Xiejiazhuang, which had not left for a long time, and first came to the only way to the Wushuang City to the World Association, waiting for the Sword Saint to come.

On the official road, several carriages with Wushuang City flags were galloping forward, while several scouts looked around and made a perfect plan.

Just as the convoy was walking to the edge of a bamboo forest, the detective cavalry who was exploring the way forward suddenly found a man in red holding a sword standing proudly in the middle of the road. So he quickly stepped forward and shouted: "Wu Shuangcheng does business, if you don't want to die, dodge me!"

"Wu Shuang City?" The man in red chuckled: "A coincidence, the one I was waiting for was the one from Wu Shuang City!"

When the people of Wushuang City who were riding on the horse heard it, they realized that the person in front of them was not good. So they didn't talk nonsense. When the whip in their hand was raised, they rolled over to the man in red like a poisonous python!

Facing the fierce horse whip, the man in red seemed to have not seen it, and was still standing proudly there. When the whip was about to come, he suddenly took action. He tapped his fingers, and the whip that was thrown by the wind and thunder was directly caught in his fingers.

"I'm really anxious," the man in red said lightly.

Seeing that he could not pull the whip away from the other party's two fingers with all his strength, Wushuang City's detective cavalry did not understand that it was an irresistible master. So he wanted to let go of the whip and escape back and report it directly.

It was also at this time that the man in red let go of his fingers first, so that he almost fell off guard. Then before he could say something, the man in red said directly: "Go to Senior Sword Saint to spread the word, our owner invited him to the pavilion in the bamboo forest to speak."

"I wonder who the owner of your manor is?" asked the Wushuang City Scout Cavalry, who had stabilized his body.

"Xiejiazhuang, Xie Feihong!"

When the man in red heard that the owner of the man in red was actually the overlord, the people from Wushuang City dared not be negligent. He directly asked for a while to wait, and then flew directly to the horse and galloped to the convoy.

The man in red did not wait long, but a carriage had already left the team and came to the man in red with the scout just now.

The one who drove the carriage was Wushuang City Dugu Ming, so he recognized the identity of the man in red in front of him at a glance: "Duanlang! It's you."

"Hello, Young City Lord," Duan Lang nodded slightly and greeted.

"You are Duan Lang," Before Dugu Ming could continue to say something, the Sword Saint in the car lifted the curtain, looked Duan Lang up and down, and then nodded slightly and praised: "It's indeed a young hero."

"Sir Sword Saint, you are kind," Duan Lang said respectfully.

The Sword Saint asked, "Your farmer sees me?"

"Yes," Duan Lang nodded, and then made a gesture of invitation to the bamboo forest next to him and said: "Our owner invited the sword saint senior into the bamboo forest pavilion to speak."

"That's true, then let's go," After pondering for a moment, the Sword Saint got off the carriage directly. He gave a few instructions to the people next to him, and then took Dugu Ming and Duan Lang into the bamboo forest together.

In a bamboo forest, in a pavilion, Xie Feihong sat upright with his eyes slightly closed. The sandalwood in the incense burner was faint, and a beautiful beauty was gently caressing the Yaoqin.

As if he noticed someone coming, Xie Feihong opened his eyes and sure enough, the Sword Saint had arrived.

"Brother Dugu, I haven't seen each other for many years, and my style remains the same," Xie Feihong said.

"I can't thank the owner of the manor," the sword saint sat down and said lightly: "Tell me, why did you ask me to come here?"

"Looking at Brother Dugu's sword intent, I think it's because the sword has improved a lot," Xie Feihong praised and asked meaningfully: "I wonder if the sword I mentioned to Brother Dugu was Sword 23... Can you fully comprehend it?"

"So what if I understand it? So what if I haven't understood it?" said the Sword Saint in a deep voice.

Xie Feihong couldn't help but smile when he heard this, and then squinted his eyes and said in a low voice: "Brother Dugu should understand that this sword is what I'm waiting for!"

"...No," the Sword Saint was silent for a moment, then shook his head and said, "I prepared this sword for Xiongba. The world will have to pay the price for their actions and the price of blood!"

"In this way, Brother Dugu has understood Sword 23, right?" Xie Feihong said happily with his eyes.

The Sword Saint nodded slightly and admitted: "No, but my sword was left for Xiongba, so, thank you, I'm sorry."

"Let's do this," this may be the only chance that Xie Feihong could see Jian Ersan. Of course, Xie Feihong would not give up. So after pondering for a moment, he said directly: "Leave this sword to me, and I will help you kill Xiongba! How about it?"

"Not really," said the Sword Saint coldly: "Because you may not be able to survive the 23rd stroke of my sword! At that time, will the owner of the manor turn into a ghost and demand his life from Xiongba?"

"I'm really confident," Xie Feihong looked at the sword saint in front of him deeply and chuckled: "It seems that this sword 23 is indeed extraordinary. It can actually bring such great confidence to Brother Dugu!"

"Of course," the sword saint said proudly: "This is Sword 23! The ultimate peak sword!"
Chapter completed!