Bu Jingyun and Nie Feng stood among the crowd, looking at the vision of the sky being dark and the earth being dark, they couldn't help but feel frightened secretly.
Being able to induce such a terrifying vision shows that the divine weapon must be extremely powerful. If it is controlled by others and it is attempted to seize it, it will be very dangerous.
"wind.'
At this time, Duan Lang walked out of the crowd and greeted Nie Feng.
"Lang, why are you here?'
Nie Feng was overjoyed to see his friends arrive. He and Duan Lang entered the Tianxia Club together, but because of Ni Bodhisattva's criticism, Xiong Ba only accepted Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun, and humiliated the unruly Duan Lang in every possible way.
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In the Tianxiahui, Nie Feng was the only one who took good care of Duanlang, so the relationship between the two was very good.
Moreover, Duan Lang's strength is not weak. With Duan Lang's help, Nie Feng thought that in a fight later, he would at least have a better chance of winning.
"I am here to help you on the orders of the gang leader."
Duanlang smiled.
This was naturally a lie. Duan Lang ran out privately and had already identified the Tianxiahui, but Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun had been on their way and had not received any news.
Nie Feng had no doubt that he was there and put his arm around Duan Lang's shoulders, quite enthusiastically.
Bu Jingyun looked at Duan Lang coldly and said disdainfully: "My defeated general, what can you do to help?"
Bu Jingyun didn't like Duan Lang, so Duan Lang said coldly: "Bu Jingyun, I've tolerated you for a long time, do you really think I can't beat you?"
Bu Jingyun still looked cold to the end: "Who was lying on the ring last time and forgot so quickly? It seems that I have to let you remember it for a long time.'
"come!"
Duanlang was not afraid at all, he had long wanted to teach Bu Jingyun a lesson.
Nie Feng hurriedly smoothed things over: "The task is urgent."
At this moment, the strange phenomena in the sky disappeared, the sky gradually returned to clarity, and the earth returned to calm.
"Has the divine weapon been forged?'
"probably!
"Come in and grab the magic weapon. What are you afraid of? There are so many of us, they can't stop us."
"Come on!"
"Yes, there are so many of us, we are afraid of what they will do, so we go together."
"Grab the magic weapon!"
While everyone was hesitating, a bewitching voice sounded from left to right, encouraging the surrounding martial arts people to take action.
In fact, everyone also has the intention of fishing in troubled waters.
Fighting alone, they could not defeat the black and white evil spirits guarding the entrance of the cave, but with their numbers and strength, they had a chance to take advantage of the chaos.
"Ouch!"
"Wait, who the hell kicked me?"
As one person was kicked out, the others seemed to have seen the signal and swarmed towards the sword pool.
The Black and White Shuangsha doesn't matter whether you are kicked away or take the initiative, as soon as you get close to the attack range, they will kill you mercilessly. However, after all, it is difficult for two fists to defeat four hands, and several figures took advantage of the chaos and rushed into the sword pool.
As soon as you enter the sword pool, the first thing you see is countless samples of peerless swords.
As for the great sword at the center, it is now just an illusion. The sword essence in it has long been smelted by Jiang Fan into the Divine Weapon Qianhuan.
Duan Lang frowned: "With so many swords, which one is the magic weapon?"
He did not have the Fire Lin Sword at this time, and the sword in his hand was just an ordinary sword, not even as good as the best sword samples everywhere.
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Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun were also at a loss. In the sword pool in front of them, there were thousands of samples of peerless swords, and it was really difficult to find them. The key was that they didn't have time to check them all one by one.
The strength of the Black and White Shuangsha is indeed extraordinary, at least it is not something they can handle now. People outside can't delay it for long.
This was the result of Jiang Fan letting the Black and White Demons go free, otherwise he would activate his laser eyes and sweep across a large area, and the Grandmaster would have to kneel down before he could react.
Jian Tan, who had eight long beards, muttered: "Hmph, let me see my sword eye."
Before, it was Jian Tan who was behind the fire, and he was the one who kicked people.
Jian Tan loves to collect all kinds of swords in his life. His cultivation is in the middle stage of Xiantian. He regards swords as his life and pursues the flying fairyland.
The so-called Flying Immortal Realm refers to flying with a sword, like a sword fairy. Being able to reach this realm is unparalleled in the world. It can be compared with the Heavenly Sword Realm and the Demonic Sword Realm.
In the vast world, I am at ease and free from the wind.
However, Jian Tan is a person whose knowledge is complicated and complex but not refined. His own skills and realm are not good, but he always thinks that he lacks a sword. He is a typical person who can't poop and blames the earth for being unattractive.
So far, Jian Tan has not found a sword that suits his heart. He came to Sword Worship Villa just to try his luck.
Although Jian Tan's character is not very good, he is gifted with a pair of sword eyes and can see people and swords very accurately. He is not without merit, otherwise he would not have lived so long.
Looking around, Jian Tan discovered that among the thousands of swords, there was a divine sword that shone with a special light.
"You are the one!'
Jian Tan smiled and raised his hand to grab the hilt of the sword, only to see that special and peerless sword flying up as if it had a spirit. "There!"
"The divine weapon has spirit. This sword belongs to me, Duan Lang."
"You are not ashamed to speak loudly."
Nie Feng, Bu Jingyun and Duan Lang all flew forward to grab their swords, but the flying swords were as fast as lightning and so sharp that all their moves failed.
At this moment, two completely different sword intentions burst out and moved forward in tandem.
One is murderous and ruthless.
One is quiet, peaceful, and compassionate.
It is Nan Wuming, the Northern Sword Master.
The two were once the geniuses of an era, turning the world upside down.
Sword Master Dugu Jian was a born swordsman. He learned swordplay at the age of five and became famous with his sword at the age of nine. He suddenly realized the way of swordsmanship at the age of thirteen and created the "Holy Spirit Sword Technique", which made it difficult for him to find an opponent.
Until he met his lifelong enemy Wuming.
Wuming's childhood name was Wei Yingxiong. He was a lone star of evil since he was a child. He killed two wet nurses and eight masters before he was eleven years old.
Later, because his adoptive father Mu Long betrayed his country and sought glory, he changed his name to Wu Ming.
He became famous as a young man, joined the Sword Sect, and was extremely talented.
There was also a time when he was a young man who went wild and single-handedly defeated the ten martial arts sects and defeated the then number one swordsman, Dugu Sword Master, who was unparalleled in the limelight at that time.
Later, because his beloved wife was killed, he became disheartened and faked his death to withdraw from the martial arts world. However, his martial arts skills increased instead of declining. He became a saint and his swordsmanship reached the realm of "Heavenly Sword".
"Wu Ming, you are indeed not dead!"
Seeing the opponent who defeated him many years ago, the white-haired Sword Master Dugu's eyes flashed with fighting spirit.
At the same time, I am keenly aware that Wuming's vigor is no longer what it used to be. Today, Wuming is more like a scholar who has read poetry and books, looking elegant, easy-going, and polite.
"Brother Dugu, I haven't seen you for a long time. Your swordsmanship has become stronger again. You must have understood the twenty-two swords."
Wuming smiled indifferently. After many years, the two stood together again, but their moods were completely different.
The two are competitors, but also cherished confidants.
Because of each other, Kendo is never alone!
While the two were talking, their eyes fell on the flying sword.
He was not in a hurry to take action, and there was a trace of suspicion in his eyes.
This magic weapon was very different from what they imagined.
It is a peerless sword, but not a peerless sword. Compared with the previous movements, the aura seems a bit unworthy of its name.
Weird!
"Whoosh"
The flying sword was like an arrow leaving the string. After a few rapid rotations, it flew into the secret passage in the sword pool.
Jian was so greedy that he didn't notice Wuming and Juggernaut at all. He immediately used light skills to chase after them, but they quickly flew backwards at an even faster speed.
"There are still experts!"
Bu Jingyun, Nie Feng and Duan Lang immediately stopped thinking about going deeper and looked at the secret passage cautiously.
"Fame, fame and fortune are all gone, but the Bay-leaf Bodhi is free from dust.
"If you live in the green mountains for a long time, you will never have white eyes. Birds in nests and caves will be tame in all seasons."
Jiang Fan was sitting in a wheelchair, holding a fan in one hand and a sword in the other. As the wheels of the wheelchair turned slowly, he came into everyone's sight.
"God Gu Wenhuang, I have met you all. This divine weapon is a gift from the Sword Worship Villa. It seems inappropriate for you to snatch it away."