Chapter 425 The Birth of the Sword Immortal in White
"Crash!"
Somewhere in China, a waterfall pours down like the Milky Way in the Nine Heavens, slamming into the rocks below and causing countless splashes of water.
At the bottom is a large pool, with rough waves and quite unstable.
Surrounded by green trees and grass, the scenery is extremely beautiful.
Suddenly, a slight sound of breaking wind sounded.
Immediately afterwards, a sword light was seen rushing from the sky, landing on a protruding rock beside the waterfall, and turned into a human form the moment it landed. It turned out to be a very young-looking man.
At the same time, a simple long sword flew in a circle and turned into a stream of light that merged into the ring worn on the man's right hand, flickered and disappeared.
The man was wearing a well-fitting snow-white dress, which highlighted his upright figure. He had a face like a crown jewel, red lips and white teeth. He wore a bun that was incompatible with this era. There was a strand of hair hanging down on each temple, slowly fluttering in the wind.
, which gave him a bit more of an earthly temperament.
If Dao Lingtian and others were present, they would definitely recognize that this person was the swordsman in white who killed eight generals with one sword and severely injured Yamata no Orochi with one sword thirty years ago!
He comes from the holy martial world!
The white-clothed swordsman put his hands behind his back and looked at the surging waterfall. He raised the corners of his mouth slightly, raised an arc, and spoke slowly, "Xiaojiang, why don't you come out and see me?"
The sound waves visible to the naked eye spread, and the surrounding space rippled like water.
The sound was not too high, but it was extremely penetrating. Even amidst the sound of the rushing waterfall, it seemed extremely clear.
The next moment.
A burst of water suddenly burst out from the middle of the waterfall, and a figure flew out through the waterfall!
There is a layer of protective Qi around his body, which blocks out the water.
The figure was elegant, flying through the air, and landed lightly next to the sword fairy in white.
"Jiang Yun has met my junior uncle."
He removed his body-protecting energy, clasped his hands into fists, and bowed to the sword immortal in white.
It was none other than Emperor Yun, Jiang Yun!
Dao Lingtian, Jiang Taixu and others' guesses were correct, he indeed came from the holy martial world.
The swordsman in white looked at Jiang Yun with a smile, nodded, and said: "Yes, it seems that it is right to let you come to the outside world for training. Your temperament has changed a lot compared to three years ago."
Jiang Yun said calmly: "Although the training environment in the outside world is far inferior to that in the holy martial arts world, here I can experience all kinds of life better. In the past three years of wandering in the outside world, I have entered secret realms, explored ancient martial arts secrets, and challenged various sects.
The young genius of the school has gained a lot."
"The fact that you think so proves that your original choice was right." The white-clothed Sword Immortal showed a look of satisfaction in his eyes, and said: "Xiao Jiang, now that the three-year period has passed, you can return to the holy martial world. This
The first time I came out, I came to pick you up. In the past three years, you have experienced enough and accumulated enough. You need to go back and improve your realm."
But Jiang Yun shook his head and said: "No, little uncle, I can't go back yet."
"Um?"
The swordsman in white looked at Jiang Yun in confusion and said: "Xiao Jiang, you have been practicing in the outside world for the past three years. Although you have gained a lot, your progress in the martial arts realm is ultimately not as good as that of the geniuses who stayed in the holy martial arts world. You
It can be seen that Ye Chen and the others have already achieved the realm of land gods. Even the geniuses who were suppressed by you at the beginning have also entered the country. At the worst, there are still some who have entered the country halfway. Your current realm is only at the innate peak. If you delay any longer,
I'm worried that you won't be able to catch up."
"Haha, even though I haven't entered the country, killing chickens and dogs in the early stages of entry is like killing chickens and dogs!" Jiang Yun smiled lightly, and his words were very domineering, "Little Master Uncle, when you proposed that I come to the outside world to experience, weren't you just claiming that the realm cannot be achieved?
Does it decide everything? Even though they are ahead of me in terms of realm, if there is a real duel, they are still no match for me!"
"Besides, the reason why I don't go back is because there is still one thing I haven't finished."
"In the past three years, I have challenged young geniuses from various sects, sects, and tribes without ever losing. But now a person has appeared in the martial arts world who can really bring pressure and crisis to me. If I can't fight him
, will be my lifelong regret."
The swordsman in white asked, "Are you talking about Jiang Muyang?"
"Little Master Uncle also knows about him?"
"When I came out this time, this name was the one I heard the most. If I remember correctly, he will face off against a master from Sakura Country in two days."
"That's right," Jiang Yun nodded and said, "Uncle Junior, please allow me to stay a few more days. I want to go to Huludao to watch the battle. If Jiang Muyang loses, everything will stop. If he wins, I hope he can
Give him a fair fight and put an end to this worry."
"Okay," the swordsman in white nodded, "I'm not in a hurry for a day or two. I just want to meet this famous 'Ginger Emperor' to see what kind of genius he is, and he can actually be compared with you. If he is indeed a
He is a man who can be made, so I might consider taking him back."
"Thank you, little uncle!"
Jiang Yun suddenly looked happy.
The swordsman in white suddenly changed the subject and said: "When I came out this time, I met two little guys from Taiyan Holy Land. It seemed that they were out to perform some kind of mission. Xiao Jiang, I have an intuition that Shengwu
There may be twists and turns in the industry in the near future. At this time, only if we are strong enough can we protect ourselves."
Jiang Yun's expression became much more serious, he cupped his fists and said, "I understand, little uncle."
Taiyan Holy Land is a super power in the Holy Martial World, and is as famous as Jiang Yun's power.
People from Taiyan Holy Land generally do not come out of the world easily. Once they come out, big things will happen.
The intuition of the white-robed swordsman was not completely unreasonable.
…
Inside a mansion in Guangzhou.
A middle-aged couple is sitting on the sofa cuddling each other.
The man has an elegant appearance. Although he is past the age of knowing his destiny, his face is ruddy and his hair is black. He does not look old at all, but his eyes are red at the moment and his face is sad.
The woman is no longer young, and the years have left traces on her face. The crow's feet are difficult to hide even with expensive skin care products and cosmetics, but it can still be seen that she was definitely a beauty when she was young.
The woman was holding a photo frame in her hands, tears streaming down her face, and she was out of breath from crying.
The photo frame shows a family of three. In addition to the two of them, there is also a young man, who is Li Shipeng!
This couple is Li Shipeng's parents.
Li Cheng, the head of the wealthy Li family in Guangzhou, and his wife, Shangguanya, the daughter of Shangguanxian.
"Peng'er, my poor Peng'er, wuwuwu..." Shangguan Ya was filled with sadness.
Li Cheng put his arms around his wife's shoulders and said in a low voice: "Wife, don't be too sad. It's important to take care of yourself."
"Besides comforting me, what else will you do!?" Shangguan Ya pushed Li Cheng away, her eyes red, and shouted hysterically: "Now my son is gone, my father is gone, and my sky has collapsed.
, collapsed!”
Li Cheng gritted his teeth and said, "Don't worry, I will avenge our son and father-in-law!"
“No matter how nice the words are, they are not as effective as actual actions.”
Shangguan Ya glanced at Li Cheng coldly, stood up and returned to the room.
As soon as Li Cheng followed him, the door slammed shut with a bang, almost hitting his nose.
Li Cheng sighed and said through the door: "Honey, I know you are sad, please just be alone. Trust me, I can handle everything."
After saying that, he returned to the living room, sat on the sofa and smoked a cigarette.
When his son dies, can Li Cheng not be sad?
inside the room.
Shangguan Ya gently touched the photo frame, her eyes full of sadness.
After a while.
She took out her cell phone and dialed a number from memory.
"beep……"
As soon as the phone rang, it was connected, and a low, slightly hoarse voice came out: "I thought you would never make this call in your life."
Shangguan Ya didn't say any unnecessary words, and said straight to the point: "My son is dead, and the murderer is Jiang Muyang of Longcheng."
"..."
After a moment of silence, the other party said, "Xiaoya, please forgive me. I sympathize with you, but why did you tell me this? I thought we were completely separated."
Shangguanya gritted his teeth and said, "The child is not Li Cheng's."
"If it's not Li Cheng, it could be..." Before the other party finished speaking, his voice suddenly stopped, and then he raised his voice and said, "Could it be? It's impossible, it's impossible, we..."
Shangguan Ya lowered his voice and shouted: "Ma Hao! Have you forgotten what you did? Peng'er, Peng'er is your bloodline! I originally planned to keep such a secret for a lifetime and let it follow me into the coffin, but
Now, now..."
Shangguan Ya choked up again, covered her mouth and said: "Peng'er is gone, I have nothing to worry about. Ma Hao, if you are still a man, avenge our son!"
Ma Hao was silent for a moment and asked: "Xiaoya, is everything you said true?"
Shangguanya didn't answer and hung up the phone directly.
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