"Brother Ji knows Bu Jingyun?"

Bu Jingyun left, and Wuming couldn't help but ask.

"I don't know each other, I just met you once, and then had a little holiday!" After taking the story with a light description, Ji Mo asked Wuming: "Since you have quit the world, why do you have to wade into this muddy water again?"

Wuming sighed and said, "Bu Jingyun is too cold and arrogant, and has too much murderous intention. The peerless sword is also a peerless weapon with amazing power. When these two meet, this world may cause trouble again. Although I have withdrawn from the world, I don't want to see such a thing happen. Moreover, after discovering these days, I found that although Bu Jingyun is strong in murderous intention, he still has good intentions in his heart, so he plans to give the other party a chance..."

If some people say this, they say that they are thinking about the world and cannot bear to see the world of chaos again, they may be suspected of being false benevolence and righteousness, or even acting.

But strangely, Wuming said this but would not give people this feeling. Apart from his reputation, he seemed to have a strange temperament that would make people unconsciously believe him. The feeling was like the Emperor of Swords, with a grand and grand demeanor, which was convincing.

"Brother Wuming really cares about the world, I really admire this sentence!" Ji Mo said sincerely. He could not be as selfless as Wuming and helps the world with such care, but it did not prevent him from admiring people like Wuming.

"Brother Ji laughed!" Wuming smiled indifferently, and all the senior masters showed their demeanor.

"Haha!" Ji Mi smiled faintly.

"Did Brother Ji use a knife?" Wuming asked knowingly after looking at Mo Li, who had been kept close by Ji Mo, who had been kept by him.

"Yes!" Ji Mo responded, looked at Wuming, and saw that there was a hint of curiosity and heat in his eyes. He raised the corner of his mouth, raised his fingers in front of him, paused slightly, and slashed at Wuming with a ray of sword light.

Move forward, break with one knife, and is extremely sharp!

Wuming's eyes sterned, as if he saw a knife that cut the entire world into half. Then he crossed his fingers and used inexplicable sword technique, which collided with Ji Mo's fingers.

"bite!"

It was obviously a bloody finger intersecting, but it made a sound of intersecting swords.

After a moment of pause, the two of them then turned into afterimages. Suddenly, continuous sounds of conflict sounded, forming a group of people in the room.

As soon as the Heavenly Sword came out, it impressed the thousands of swords with the power of heaven and earth.

But Ji Mi’s fingers were like a sword that cut the sky, and they wanted to divide them into two.

"bite!"

The fingers collided again, and after a sword energy and a ray of sword light disappeared at the same time, the two of them put away their fingers at the same time.

"The power of the Heavenly Sword is indeed well-deserved!"

"Brother Ji's sword is extremely powerful!"

If the nameless sword could make Wan Jian surrender, like the emperor in the sword, commanding Wan Jian to use all the swords in the world for him, Ji Mi's sword would be the only blade that he would cut through the sky.

After a simple conversation, Ji Yu stood up and said goodbye, and returned to his room.

However, just before the end of the season, when he used his mental power to scan the surrounding environment, he noticed that a young man with righteous and handsome face was competing with Bu Jingyun in the back mountain of Miyin Temple.

"Is this Wuming's apprentice, Jian Chen?"

Seeing that the sword moves in Jian Chen's hand were very similar to those used by Wuming and him before, Ji Mo immediately understood the identity of the young man.

"I'm going to lose!"

Looking at the competition between the two, Ji Mo said lightly.

Sure enough, as soon as Ji Mi finished speaking, Jian Chen was knocked to the ground by the bamboo sword in Bu Jingyun's hand.

"Haha, when you use killer moves in the face of Bu Jingyun, you show mercy. Should you say you are kind-hearted? Or are you proud?"

Seeing Jian Chen's shame and anger, he quickly left. Ji Mi retracted his mental power and began to practice.

One night passed in a flash.

The next day, the clear sky was as clear as a waterfall, and the sun was as bright as a waterfall, covering Wuming and Bu Jingyun, who were standing in front of the main hall of Miyin Temple, a layer of golden gauze.

Wuming's face was dull, but Bu Jingyun's face was full of seriousness.

Even if Wuming gave him the condition that he would return his peerless sword as long as he won him one move, Bu Jingyun had experienced Wuming's power.

He won a move, and he was certainly sure!

However, even so, he has to compare even if he has fought his own life!

"I respect you as a senior and don't want to hurt you, so..."

Bu Jingyun said, and folded the tip of the sword used to compete with his fingers.

Seeing this, Wuming admired the other party a little, but Ji Mi twitched the corner of his mouth speechlessly.

Hurt Wuming? You think too much! And if the sword doesn’t have the tip of the sword, you can’t kill anyone? You think too little!

"If you don't move, you will have no chance to take action."

Bu Jingyun stood in the sword, feeling the pressure from Wuming getting stronger and stronger. He said in his heart, and waved the sword in his hand gently, and followed his ethereal steps, attacking Wuming.

The sword light flashed, the sword energy splashed everywhere, but the real sword had disappeared into the sword light.

But such a sword technique is useless to face Wuming!

"bite!"

With a light sound, Wuming raised the sword in his hand and took the opponent's attack when Bu Jingyun's sword was less than a foot away.

Bu Jingyun's face changed, and when he was shocked, Wuming moved.

I didn't expect Bu Jingyun's sword to be full of murderous aura, but the position of each sword appeared was just right, making Bu Jingyun feel embarrassed.

The sword energy was everywhere, and two figures moved intertwined in the small square in front of the hall, but one figure could only keep retreating, allowing ordinary people to see the obvious gap.

"Driver Ji, who do you think will win?"

Suddenly, the abbot of Miyinji Temple who witnessed the battle with Ji Mi, asked Ji Mi a question that seemed to have obvious answers.

Ji Mo smiled, looked at a monk with a certain intention, and gave the answer that surprised the monk.

"Bu Jingyun!"

"Oh?" Dukong turned to Ji Du and said, "Why would the donor think it was Bu Jingyun? Does the donor think Bu Jingyun is stronger than Wuming?"

"No, Bu Jingyun is just cruel to himself!" Ji Mo smiled and said, "Wu Ming's sword is merciless, Bu Jingyun is desperate. For Wu Ming, a peerless good sword is just a sword, but for Bu Jingyun, it is his hope for revenge. He has sacrificed his life. As long as Wu Ming doesn't want to kill him, then Bu Jingyun will win!"

Dukong's eyes flashed and he said, "The donor has great insight! Wuming's compassion! I hope Bu Jingyun can realize Wuming's kindness and compassion!"

Dukong lowered his head, turned around, looked at Bu Jingyun, and said in his heart: "Since Wuming doesn't want to kill him, then let me kill him! Pass him to become a Buddha!"
Chapter completed!