Wushuang lost four flying swords. After returning to Wushuang City, Song Yanhui was furious. He immediately led his apprentices and the city's elites to Dafanyin Temple to settle the score with Wang Gang.
The Wushuang Sword Box is related to the inheritance of Wushuang City. Every flying sword is made with the painstaking efforts of the ancestors.
What's more, Song Yanhui had long ago chosen the extremely talented Wushuang to succeed him as the city lord. If the loss of the flying sword was known to the elders, Wushuang would not only be unable to inherit the city lord's position, but would also have to bear the blame.
"Shaoxia Lu, can you sell Wushuang City to save face and return the four flying swords?" Song Yanhui's attitude towards Wang Gang was very polite, and his words were not as aggressive as Wushuang.
Wang Gang directly took out four flying swords from the space, inserted them at his feet, and said with a smile: "These four swords are my trophies. It's easy for you to get them back. Just defeat me."
When Wushuang saw the flying sword, he felt happy and subconsciously made a sword secret in order to recall the divine sword.
"The clouds shuttle, the light frost wraps around the fingers softly, and the jade comes back as expected."
The four flying swords trembled slightly, but did not fly back to Wushuang.
Wushuang's expression changed and he replied to Song Yan: "Master, the sword energy I left in my sword has disappeared."??
Song Yan turned back with a stern face and said to Wang Gang: "Does Shaoxia Lu really want to be the enemy of my Wushuang City?"
All the elites of Wushuang City drew their swords and faced Wang Gang with murderous intent.
Wang Gang waved his right hand, and four flying swords rose from the ground, flying and chanting around him.
"You, how do you know my secret sword-driving skills in Wushuang City?" Wushuang's eyes widened in disbelief.
Song Yanhui was also extremely shocked at this time.
Wang Gang put the two fingers of his right hand together, and four flying swords soared into the sky. The other eight flying swords in the Wushuang Sword Box were also about to move.
"Is sword-controlling a rare skill?" Wang Gang said disdainfully: "I can master this kind of little skill after just one look at it."
Wushuang was so frightened that he quickly closed the sword box to prevent eight more divine swords from being lost.
Song Yanhui couldn't bear it any longer, and the sword in his hand unsheathed itself, stabbing Wang Gang like lightning.
Wang Gang smiled contemptuously, stretched out two fingers, and clamped Song Yanhui's sword firmly.
"The majestic Lord of Wushuang City uses a broken sword." Wang Gang looked at the sword in his hand and asked curiously: "Is your Wushuang City so poor?"
A flush appeared on Song Yanhui's face, and she used her energy to control the sword, trying to get rid of Wang Gang's fingers.
He was in the realm of Great Freedom, only half a step away from the realm of Sword Immortal. He thought that it would be effortless to deal with a junior, but he didn't expect that Wang Gang's fingers were like iron pliers, tightly clamping his sword.
"Junior has some skills." Song Yan flew down and held the broken sword in one hand. The monstrous sword intent emerged out of thin air and rushed towards Wang Gang like a big river.
Wang Gang stepped on his right foot, flew ten feet, and let go of Song Yanhui's broken sword.
"It's okay if you don't want a broken sword." Wang Gang smiled confidently, and a green sword energy appeared at his feet, suspended in mid-air.
Song Yan stared back and said in surprise: "Use Qi to condense the sword, use the virtual to turn the solid, and use the sword to fly to the immortal!?"
Wang Gang stepped on the green sword spirit and was surrounded by four flying swords, which made him look like a swordsman.
"Xiao Se, don't disturb Wu Xin, this is his opportunity." Wang Gang glanced at Wu Xin who was wasting his time with Da Jue, and said to Xiao Se:
"Wushuang City is here for me, and I will solve it myself."
After that, Wang Gang stepped on his flying sword and flew towards the mountain behind Dafanyin Temple at high speed.
"Leave the sword." Song Yanhui stood up from the ground and chased after Wang Gang.
Wushuang and Wushuang City's elite also followed.
Xiao Se smiled bitterly, feeling that Wang Gang's cultivation seemed to have improved again.
A quarter of an hour later, a monstrous sword energy erupted from the mountain behind Dafanyin Temple. The huge bronze-colored sword energy shot straight into the sky. At the same time, there was also a sword intent like a big river.
Xiao Se knew that the bronze sword energy belonged to Wang Gang, and the sword energy condensed into reality, like a real sword.
The other sword energy, which was as big as a river, naturally belonged to Song Yanhui.
There are rumors in the world that when the Canglan River flooded and its embankments burst, Song Yanhui happened to be passing by. With just one sword, he blocked the flood for half a quarter of an hour and saved tens of millions of victims. Later, there was a "sword sword" in the rivers and lakes.
The name "Break Water".
Xiao Se could not help but turn pale when he sensed Song Yanhui's sword energy. He might also be defeated if he encountered Song Yanhui's sword before he could use up his power.
The shocking sword energy also awakened Wu Xin and Zen Master Dajue.
At this time, Wu Xin had already used a secret method to dissolve all the martial arts in himself and Da Jue.
"Who is this fighting with swords?" Although Wuxin lost his martial arts, his perception was surprisingly sharp.
"Lu Jun and Song Yan are back." Xiao Se said honestly.
Wu Xin's eyes lit up and he said with a smile: "Such a shocking sword technique, don't miss it."
He glanced at Zen Master Dajue with concern.
Zen Master Dajue clasped his hands together, bowed to Wu Xin, and then led his disciples away without saying a word the whole time.
"What's wrong with him?" Xiao Se asked confused.
Wuxin said: "I transformed myself and his martial arts, and also transformed his obsession. From now on, there will be no martial monk Dajue in Jiulong Temple, only the eminent monk Dajue."
Xiao Se saw that Wu Xin's face was rosy and didn't look like he was wasting his martial arts at all, so he couldn't help but curiously asked: "Has your martial arts become real?"
"All the secrets of Rakshasa Hall are gone, not a single bit remains, but the magical power of Buddhism is one step closer." Wu Xin said confidently.
Xiao Se suddenly realized that he couldn't help but think of Wang Gang's words.
"No wonder Lu Jun just said, this is your opportunity."
Wuxin was slightly surprised: "I also abolished the secret skills of Rakshasa Hall, and then I learned that the magical powers of Buddhism and the secret skills of Rakshasa Hall are in conflict. One of them is good and the other is evil. Only by abolishing one door, breaking it down and then establishing it can the remaining door be completed.
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How did Lu Jun know?"
Xiao Se spread his hands and said, "You have to ask him about this."
"Let's go find him."
Wu Xin laughed loudly, took Xiao Se's arm, and sped away. He was not using Qing Kung Fu, but the Shen Zu Tong among the six powers of Buddhism.
The six powers refer to the six superhuman powers that are free and unimpeded, divided into: divine foot power, heavenly eye power, heavenly ear power, fate power, leakage power, and other-mind power.
Wu Xin realized the divine foot power, which not only allowed him to control his body freely and unhindered, but also gained unparalleled speed. In just a moment, he brought Xiao Se to the mountain behind Dafanyin Temple.
The two of them didn't even need to look for it. They headed straight towards the place where the sword energy was strongest and saw Wang Gang and Song Yanhui.
By this time, the fight between the two had reached fever pitch, and the terrifying sword energy leveled everything around them, digging three feet into the ground.
Wushuang and Wushuang City's elites were all lying on the ground not knowing whether they were alive or dead.
Wang Gang had twelve flying swords flying around him. They were the unparalleled flying swords that no one in Wushuang City could control in the past hundred years.
Song Yanhui never dreamed that one day he would face off against his own unparalleled flying sword.
Twelve unparalleled flying swords, controlled by Wang Gang's exquisite swordsmanship, flew up and down, beating Song Yanhui to retreat.
There are thirteen divine swords in the Peerless Sword Box, which are: Yunsuo, Qingshuang, Zhirourou, Yuruyi, Fengxiao, Hongye, Butterfly, Jueying, Killing Life, Breaking Tribulation, Huang, Mang, and the last one
Ming Dynasty Zhuque.
In the past hundred years, no one in Wushuang City can control more than five flying swords at the same time. Even Wushuang, the most outstanding successor in the past century, can only control four flying swords now.
? Even so, Wushuang is known as the most outstanding disciple of Wushuang City in the past century. He is only thirteen years old this year. In time, he will become a swordsman.
Although Song Yanhui was the city lord, he did not major in the art of sword control. Instead, he used a water-breaking sword to traverse the rivers and lakes.
The Wushuang Sword Box not only represents the treasure of Wushuang City, but also a spiritual symbol, and others must not be allowed to get involved.
"Shu Zi, how dare you deceive me into having no one in Wushuang City?"
Song Yanhui tried her best, and her infinite sword intent exploded, turning into a furious Canglan River, rushing towards Wang Gang like a thousand troops.
Wang Gang Yun Danfeng unfolded his strange skills, and the eight sword energy rolled up eight flying swords, which were positioned in the Bagua position. Wang Gang stepped on the cloud shuttle and Jueying, holding killing lives in one hand and breaking the calamity in the other.
The bronze sword energy swept across all directions, and the eight original forces of heaven and earth, heaven and earth, mountains, rivers, water, fire, wind and thunder, were activated by eight flying swords to form a Bagua formation.
?Baji Sword Gate Formation!
Song Yanhui's sword energy and sword intent fell into the Baji Sword Gate Formation and were quickly consumed.
Song Yanhui couldn't bear it any longer and spat out a mouthful of blood. The sword was half cut off in his hand and turned into pieces.
The twelve flying swords returned to the sword box, and the vision of heaven and earth completely disappeared. Wang Gang fell back from the sky and floated in front of Song Yanhui.