"The monk is so angry!"

"Dare to ask what method you practice, what sutra you recite, and which Bodhisattva you worship?" A voice came from the distant river, but it was like a sharp sword, piercing the deadly Buddha voices.

The Muyu monk stopped beating the Muyu, stood up, stepped on the floating waves, and looked at the figure that broke through the air like a sharp arrow in the distance.

"Who is here? How dare you care about my Monk Muyu?" Monk Muyu asked the visitor.

But I saw the visitor standing on the river not far away with an empty sword sheath, and said coldly: "I am just an unknown man in the world, so I don't have to mention it."

"But, although I am unknown, the scabbard in my hand is famous."

"Monkey Muyu, you have also become a master of Dharma image. I am grateful that you are not easy to practice martial arts. If you retreat so quickly, you will not be concerned about you."

This person's words showed pride. Although he seemed to be trying to persuade him to make peace, he was a complete inducing war.

People in the world live in one breath and rely on a face.

Without this breath and ruining this face, how can you survive?

Sure enough, after hearing this, Monk Muyu not only did not have any intention of stopping the sword, but instead had a stronger aura around his body, and the Dharma image behind him was also more burly. Then the Dharma image changed, and he clasped his hands together and began to recite scriptures.

Accompanied by the sound of chanting scriptures, it was like the continuous rushing in the air, and the entire river surface began to boil, as if it was blowing up.

The layers of true energy combined with the vibration of sounds form a large net to kill the newly emerging person.

But the man was still holding the scabbard and then raised it high above his head.

"Please give me a sword!" There was only a loud shout.

An invisible sword energy flew out of the sword sheath.

The sword energy crossed the rivers and even stirred the world. In the blur, there was even an illusory shadow of the sword immortal flashing across the river.

The sword falls, the sound stops.

The iron-wood fish of Muyu monk was split into two pieces, and the Dharma image of Muyu monk was also split into two pieces.

The sword energy returned to the scabbard, and the person holding the scabbard turned his eyes and his eyes fell on a piece of dead wood on the river surface.

The dead tree flipped over and it was Nie Kuang who was already in a semi-coma.

Grasp Nie Kuang's belt, lift him out of the water, and step on the waves.

The two quickly rushed towards the two villages built along the river.

The distance of a hundred miles only took less than an hour, and while carrying a person, it was enough to show how proud Nie Kuangzhe's light skills were.

When they arrived at Liangjiezhuang, the disciples of the Sword Sect stationed at the entrance of the villa all rushed to Nie Kuang with sword boxes and shouted: "Senior Brother Yan!"

If there are cultivators who are familiar with the Sword Sect, you should know that this "Senior Brother Yan" is Yan Feiyu, who is as famous as Dugu Ming in the Sword Sect.

Yan Feiyu carried Nie Kuang and entered the two villages.

Soon, I met the owner of Liangjiezhuang in Canjian Pavilion, and of course Ying Baiqiu, the leader of the Jianshe Sect.

Ying Baiqiu's time to enter the Gaowu World is not long, and of course it is not short.

If we count the time in the Gaowu world, it took him less than five years from his birth to becoming famous until he became one of the leaders of the righteous path.

"Sect Master! Nie Kuang has rescued him!" Yan Feiyu threw Nie Kuang to the ground, then held the sword sheath and said to Bai Qiu.

The scabbard in Yan Feiyu's hand is actually very ordinary.

The iron swords that cost three taels of silver on the street are probably all used in this kind of willow wood scabbard.

What is unusual is the person who uses this sword sheath.

Ying Baiqiu first entered the world, and he had the arrogance of the Sword Sect leader looking down on the world. Without any true energy, he agreed to compete with others in swords.

However, the unknown little man broke the sword in his hand with his true energy.

Although he killed the man with his skills, Ying Baiqiu was alert, and then he realized the method of hiding the sword in the sheath.

When walking on the rivers and lakes, they also used two broken swords to respond to the enemy.

Over time, the name of two swords, Ying Baiqiu, was spread in the martial arts world.

Ying Baiqiu doesn't look very old in Gaowu World.

He is more like a young man. If it weren't for the temperament of Yuan Xiyuezhi, he would never be just a casual person. He would really misunderstand his true identity.

At this time, Nie Kuang, who had been unconscious, suddenly opened his eyes and looked up at Ying Baiqiu.

"Two pieces of swords, Ying Baiqiu?" Nie Kuang asked in an urgent tone.

Ying Baiqiu looked at Nie Kuang and asked, "It's just here, what advice do you have?"

Nie Kuang was injured, so he coughed a few times before saying: "The ancient magic powers incite many tribes on the Beipai grassland. The Jinguan army was about to step on the Central Plains and headed south. The first thing he was to attack Jizhou and Xuanfu, and divided into two groups to reach the capital. He heard that the owner of the two villages had a great cultivation level and was eager to be righteous. Please report to the court on his behalf and take precautions early... He also summoned his martial arts colleagues to resist the invasion of foreign barbarians."

Ying Baiqiu did not agree at once, but looked at Nie Kuang seriously and said, "That's all you want to say?"

Nie Kuang seemed to be puzzled by Ying Baiqiu's meaning and said in surprise: "Isn't this matter important?"

Ying Baiqiu sighed and said, "Of course it is extremely important, but the court's heaven and earth are all over the martial arts world. If Nie Hero often spoke to the rich men from the rivers and lakes that he met on the road, there was no need to run nearly two thousand miles to the heart of the northern martial arts world, and report to me Ying. Even if you can't imagine this section, any guard in the nine-sided land will pay more attention to such information than Ying. You can also run more than a thousand miles less."

Nie Kuang was stunned when he heard this.

He was devoted to the message and was full of the people. In order to avoid being misled by the people, he even put life and death aside and ran nearly two thousand miles away.

But for some reason, I didn't think of this section at all.

Suddenly, a sound, a thought, or a knife, exploded in his mind instantly.

The bright red color instantly spread Nie Kuang's pupils, and the crazy blood passed down by the Nie family was triggered.

He actually used his palm as a knife and went crazy, slashing at Ying Baiqiu.

This sword is very different from Nie Kuang's family-born sword technique.

More crazy, more violent, and more invincible.

A rich sense of martial arts was contained in this sword, which made Ying Baiqiu solemnly respond.

The broken sword flew out of Ying Baiqiu's cuff, but it looked like a flying dragon, facing the violent knife.

The sword light and the sword shadow collided in mid-air.

But it was the impact of two wills.

During the collision, Nie Kuang's chest was like a sword piercing his chest, and he fell back several steps into a pool of blood.

Ying Baiqiu also vomited blood from his mouth and a knife mark broke into his eyebrows.

"I sent the sword with blood, and then let Nie Kuang hide the sword in his body and fight me from the air... It's true that I am worthy of being the ancient magical power of the sword demon. Although I was prepared for a long time, I was still injured... I am afraid that I will not be able to use all my strength in a few days. Once I try my best, life and death will be unpredictable!"

"Yan Feiyu! If you pass the order, the entire two sects of the countryside will be broken into pieces. The attack from ancient magical powers should be in the past few days." Ying Baiqiu said.

Yan Feiyu looked at his sect leader and couldn't help asking, "What about you, Sect leader?"

Ying Baiqiu said: "How can we, a sword cultivator, run away when we encounter a battle? I waited for the ancient magical powers in these two villages. Since he issued a war letter to me, how can I not fight? His sword is very powerful... I want to take a look!"
Chapter completed!