Pu Xing glanced at the black-clothed swordsman and pouted, about to say something, but was interrupted by a look from Li Jie. There was no village in front of this place and no store in the back. It was probably just a ruined temple where he could spend the night. Although the black-clothed swordsman could
It's not very polite, but it's harmless. There are so many people like this in the world, so there's no need to be angry.
The swordsman in black seemed to notice Pu Xing's gaze and raised his eyelids. Perhaps he thought of something, then he closed his eyes again and meditated and adjusted his breath.
Crack!
The only sound left in the decaying ruined temple was the crackling sound of burning firewood, and the cool breeze blew in from all directions, blowing the fire light and dimming.
'kindness?'
Li Jie's ears twitched slightly, and he woke up from his meditation. There were footsteps in the distance, and his breathing was slightly heavy, as if he was chasing with all his strength.
After a moment, the black-clothed swordsman's expression changed slightly, he opened his eyes, a cold light suddenly appeared in his eyes, his muscles tensed, and his right hand instinctively moved to the angle that was most suitable for drawing the sword.
'Interesting, it will definitely be lively tonight.'
The reaction of the swordsman in black was seen by Li Jie. Li Jie's lips moved slightly, but no sound came out.
"Someone is coming. If the person doesn't offend us, don't take action."
Pu Xing and Qing Xuan woke up instantly when Li Jie's reminder sounded in their ears. Pu Xing's lips slightly raised, looking forward to what would happen next.
Qingxuan was startled at first, and then returned to Gujing Wubo's state. Things like these couldn't shake his mind at all, and he didn't even open his eyes.
Pu Xing curled his lips when he saw this. His temperament and Qing Xuan's were completely opposite. One was too out-of-the-box and interested in everything, while the other was too calm and not interested in anything.
The footsteps were getting closer and closer, mixed with the voices of people coming.
"Ba Dao, that bastard! His relationship with Wen Fei was so good back then, and he killed him whenever he asked. Is it possible that his heart is made of stone?"
A deep and rich voice came: "I organized it when the fourth child and he met, but the fourth child insisted on going his own way, otherwise it would not be like this."
"Brother, we must avenge the fourth child this time!"
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Li Jie glanced at the swordsman in black without leaving any trace. Could this man be Ba Dao? He was quite brave. There were so many people there and he was obviously here to seek revenge, but he had no intention of escaping at all.
Instead, he quietly waited for the other party to come.
If this person is really Ba Dao, what the visitor said is probably true. In the original work, the undefeated naughty boy Gu Santong, Jueqing Villa Ba Dao and Wuhen Gongzi. There are legends about these three people in the world, especially Ba Dao who can fight with
Its name is derived from the ancient three links.
The most powerful sword technique of Ba Dao is the ruthless slash. To practice this martial art, you need to understand its true meaning, ruthlessness and righteousness, pity and love, relatives and friends, and only then can you defeat heaven and earth, gods and demons.
Between heaven and earth, there is only my sword. This sword is enough to make ghosts cry and gods howl. No sword technique can match it.
In the original work, it is mentioned that Ba Dao was able to share his name with Gu San, but was defeated by his disciple Gui Hai with a sword. This seems to be a contradiction, but in fact it is not.
To practice the Heartless Slash, you must completely let go of your emotions and desires in order to exert its maximum power. Professor Ba Dao was already old when he returned to the sea and had a wife and children. He had worries in his heart, so naturally he could not exert the power of the Heartless Slash.
The reason why Guihai Yida later went to practice Dominate the World and practice the three swords of Abi Dao was because he could not completely let go of his seven emotions and six desires, so he wanted to learn the magic sword and use it to complete revenge.
In terms of power, the most powerful sword technique in the world is the three swords of Abi Dao. It is said to be the power from hell. When used, it is like gathering the most evil energy from heaven and earth into the sword. After practicing it, the three swords of Abi Dao are the best in the world.
No one can compete with him, but those who practice the sword are no longer humans, but sword slaves controlled by the sword.
Based on this comparison, theoretically, ruthless cutting is the best sword technique in the world.
According to the conversation between the visitors, Ba Dao should not have mastered the ruthless slash at this time.
After a while, six figures stepped into the ruined temple one after another. When the middle-aged man in the lead saw the swordsman in black, his eyes flashed with uncontrollable anger, like an enraged lion, and he shouted loudly.
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"Come and accept your fate!"
After saying this, he drew out the long sword from his waist and swung it. Like a bolt of lightning, the sword light was less than three feet away from the sword in an instant.
Ba Dao sighed softly, and everyone felt that their eyes were blurred. A bright white light rose up in the temple. In the blink of an eye, the light disappeared, leaving only a pile of bonfires that flickered on and off under the cool breeze.
, as if the light just now was everyone's illusion.
The middle-aged man seemed to have pressed the pause button, and his body still kept moving forward, but the sword did not advance at all.
After a few breaths, the middle-aged man's body suddenly fell to the ground, splashing with dust. A closer look showed that there was an undetectable red mark on the middle-aged man's neck.
"Brother!"
"Brother!"
Several shrill and tragic screams sounded at the same time, looking particularly desolate in the lonely night.
"Ba Dao! We, Goshawk Qisu, are incompatible with you and will fight to the death!"
The remaining five people drew their weapons and formed a fan shape to surround Ba Dao tightly. One of them, a swordsman in green clothes who was about twenty years old, asked with a very excited expression.
"Has your conscience been eaten by a dog? Fourth brother is so kind and treats you like a brother, but you repay kindness with hatred. How can you have the heart to kill him? Ah? Answer me!"
The corners of Ba Dao's mouth twitched slightly, and a trace of unbearable color flashed in his eyes. However, he suppressed the emotions in his heart instantly and regained his composure. He closed his teeth tightly in the face of the other party's questions and remained silent.
"Seventh brother, what do you have to say to such a ruthless and unjust person? The fourth child died under his knife. Just now, the eldest brother died under his knife again. Tonight, either he will die or we will die!
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"Second brother, you're right! There are no cowards in Goshawk Qisu. Either he dies or we die today!"
"Haha, as brothers, there is no life in this life or the next!"
"You may die, but you will be a good man again in eighteen years!"
"Ba Dao, watch grandpa take your life!"
The five people, some holding knives, some holding swords, or some using bare hands, walked towards the Ba Dao encirclement with strange footwork.
In an instant, Ba Dao's whole body was covered with sword lights, sword shadows, fists, palms and kicks. The seemingly chaotic attacks did not appear chaotic at all, but had a strange rhythm hidden in them.
Li Jie let out a sigh. He originally thought that Ba Dao would resolve the battle as cleanly as he did just now, but unexpectedly, Ba Dao fell into a hard fight instead.
Goshawk Qisu is also a well-known master in the world. He is proficient in the art of combined attacks. If seven people gathered together, Ba Dao would have been defeated by now. The key is that there are two people missing, and the rhythm that should be flowing smoothly is not smooth at all.
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Over a cup of tea, the two sides exchanged hundreds of moves. Ba Dao's body was covered with wounds. It looked miserable, but in fact there was no danger to his life. Victory was only a matter of time. As for the price he would pay, let's just say