"What I want to ask is the identity of that girl." The man in silver armor on the black chariot said again, his voice cold.
"Can't see clearly, cannot explain clearly. It should be someone with great supernatural powers who has hidden his identity. The thread in the dark has been cut off. The cause and effect are hard to find and cannot be easily deduced." Under Tingxue Guest, the old mountain turtle spoke slowly.
Tundi opened his mouth, hesitating a little, but finally shook his head.
"If I remember correctly, it should be the people from Emperor Fu Xifeng's lineage who escorted the girl here." Someone spoke and turned his gaze to where the Emperor's lineage was, with an inexplicable look in his eyes. "No.
Do you know if my brother can help us clear up our doubts?"
"Yes, it was indeed sent here by the lineage of my emperor, the Feng clan." After a moment of silence, the whole body was as brilliant as gold, rising with gorgeous purple aura, coiled with strips of purple-gold dragon aura, and lingering with the fairy clouds.
As Shenguang followed, a majestic and deep voice came out. "But she is not a descendant of my emperor's lineage."
"Not a descendant of your emperor's line?"
"No wonder I didn't feel the unique aura of the Emperor's lineage, that's why."
"Then where is she from? Who did she learn from, and who is her orthodoxy?"
Everyone present was puzzled and couldn't help but ask questions. At the same time, various speculations and associations arose in their hearts. They have all lived for thousands of years, and they have quite a lot of power behind them. They have deep foundations and can definitely be said to be well-informed.
It is not an exaggeration to say that he has a thorough understanding of the past and present.
It can be said that there are very few things that are not known to them and cannot be understood by them, but the appearance of the mysterious girl has aroused their interest. No one can see through her, and no one knows her origin, which may cause
It is not impossible for countless unpredictable events to affect the whole body and cause a big change.
During the golden step, the middle-aged monk from the emperor's lineage was silent again and did not answer. After a period of suffocating silence, the middle-aged monk spoke again and said: "Her origin is quite special, she comes from 'Shenzhou'. Specifically
Even I don’t know where he came from and what his identity is. Perhaps only people with the strength and status of the Emperor, Earth Emperor, and Human Emperor can know.”
"Shenzhou? It's actually Shenzhou! Hiss!" Some people were shocked, surprised, and a little unbelievable.
"Monks descended from China, and Gui came out of Luofeng Mountain. These are the two most mysterious, ancient and special places... This Yuanhui, this era... I don't know if it can be changed..." Listen to the snow guest whisper, his voice is soft and indifferent.
People heard what he said.
Although he established the mountain gate and founded the sect of "Yi Nian Kuai Zai", he was not a casual cultivator, but had another inheritance. He studied under a hidden sect and had some connection with heaven, so he knew better than others.
If you want more, you will know more about the secrets hidden behind it, and you will naturally think of more.
"But it has something to do with that Tianxu?" The old man in black-horned linen robe from Kunlun Mountain asked, his eyes were deep and unpredictable, as if he had guessed something. As an old man from Kunlun Mountain, what he could understand was naturally far away.
Not comparable to others.
"good."
"Do you know His name?"
"plate."
…
Around the offering platform, there were people with cold expressions on their faces, wanting to take advantage of Lu Yu's serious injury to attack Lu Yu, climb onto the offering platform, and seize this opportunity; there were also people who were watching secretly, with ill intentions, and were interested in Lu Yu's void magic.
They are greedy and want to kill people and seize the magic, but they are afraid of Lu Yu's void magic and dare not act rashly.
After all, if Lu Yu used the fatal sword that severely wounded Hun Hong again, no one would be able to defend against it. They would be doomed and certain to die. They did not have a body as strong as Hun Hong to resist and save their lives.
For a moment, although they all wanted to take action and seize the stage, they had their own scruples and had their own plans, so no one dared to take the stage.
Lu Yu closed his eyes slightly, ignoring the disturbances from the outside world, let alone their thoughts. The abundant blood flowed through his body, rumbling and muffled, and the vast power of the medicine swept over Lu Yu's limbs and bones, like spring breeze turning into rain, moistening things silently.
, recovering from his injuries one after another. That was the power of the elixir he had taken and sealed in his body before he started.
A ball of green wood energy gathered towards the heart, wrapped in a dense cloud, and continued to grow, giving birth to blood and flesh, repairing the ferocious and nearly fatal wound.
Time passed by, and with every passing moment, Lu Yu felt a little more relaxed.
Whoosh!
A white shadow flew up to the altar without warning, Lingxu stepped into the air, holding a long black knife as high as a person in his hand, and slashed at Lu Yu!
Clang!
Lu Yu suddenly opened his eyes, his pupils were filled with divine light, and a long sword was condensed in his hand. It was silvery white and covered in a stream of light. Light patterns spread out under his feet, as fast as thunder, and rushed towards the white shadow.
go!
Dang! Dang! Dang!
The swords and swords intersected and danced wildly. The two of them had fought more than ten times in an instant. The deafening sound of gold and iron clashing resounded. The sword energy and sword energy were overwhelming, spreading wantonly, crushing the clouds in the sky, overwhelming the sky and pressing in all directions.
The sword light flickered, like streaks of lightning falling in all directions, creating huge craters!
Click!
The swords of the two men shattered almost at the same time, and pieces of black and white fragments splashed around, dazzling like meteors, falling downwards, causing a harsh and sharp roar! Then the two of them clapped their hands at the same time, as if they had a tacit understanding, and there was a roar.
There was an explosion, and a ball of energy burst out from between the palms of the two men. The turbulent palm wind whipped up a storm, squeezing and pushing towards the two of them like an overwhelming force!
Chi!
Lu Yu stepped forward, wiped the surface of the stage and stepped back, and did not stop until he reached the edge of the stage.
"Are you...Nanliu Jing?" Lu Yu stared at the white figure with his eyes fixed on him, his face solemn and a little surprised. "No, it's not Nanliu Jing, you are from the Nan family? What does it have to do with Nanliu Jing?"
The sword technique used by the white shadow can be said to be the most profound and mysterious that Lu Yu has ever seen so far. It is far superior to his peers. It can be seen that he has been immersed in the sword art for a long time and has a deep grasp of the sword technique.
Perfect. Because of this, Lu Yu instantly thought of a person - Nanliu Jing.
Nanliu Jing is a contemporary descendant of the Nan family in the Northern Territory of Xuanzhou, and his reputation has spread throughout the nine states. His cultivation is superior to that of his peers, and he practices swordsmanship. His swordsmanship is sharp and unpredictable, either hard or soft, yin and yang change, and the Tao method
Naturally, he can be said to be proficient in the mysteries. His sword skills can be said to be extremely proficient and reach the pinnacle, and he is known as the "Small Sword Immortal". In terms of sword skills alone, under the three realms, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is the best in the world in Kyushu!
Nanliu Jing has peerless talent and unparalleled talent! He is a pure swordsman, and can be as famous as the "Little Sword Crazy" Jian Shisan and Chun Yangzi, the descendant of Lu Zu, and both of them are swordsmen.
The titles "swordsman" and "swordsman" are not given by oneself, but are recognized by the world and respected by countless monks. In this way, they can be called supreme and supreme. Only the supreme monks can have such titles.
Given by all the monks in the world, this can be said to be a supreme honor, and it is also the recognition of his being the king of the world and the recognition of his strength.
People like Lu Yu can only be regarded as sword users and sword holders, but they are not considered swordsmen.
For a swordsman, the sword is everything, the sword is the only thing, and the sword is himself! The same is true for swordsmen, which is something Lu Yu cannot do.
And that white figure obviously did not reach this level, so Lu Yu was a little surprised and doubtful about it. After all, if it was really Nanliu Jing, if the knife fell, he would be seriously injured even if he did not die.
.
"Is that Nanliu Scenery? Real or fake?" Those who were watching the battle below the stage were shocked and exclaimed when they heard Lu Yu's words.
"Impossible, how could Nan Liujing take action against that white-haired boy? It's so disrespectful!"
"It shouldn't be Nanliu Jing. I saw him take action from a distance, splitting mountains and mountains, cutting rivers and rivers, just like a man from heaven. How can that white figure be compared to him?" Some people shook their heads in denial, showing great doubt and disdain for him.
.
"Look, even the white-haired boy didn't think it was Nanliu Jing, but judging from his sword skills, he must be from the Nan family." Someone else spoke, nodding thoughtfully.
"I am Nan Zhejing." The white light surrounding the white figure dissipated, revealing his true form. His voice was crisp and childish. It turned out to be a man wearing a pure white military robe, with a pretty face and quite young age.
young girl.
The white-robed girl who called herself Nan Zhejing looked at Lu Yu, her brows raised and her long eyebrows slanted. Her long hair was simply tied back and swayed lightly in the wind, giving her a rather sassy look.
"Nan Zhejing, that's it, Nan Liujing's sister." Lu Yu nodded lightly.
"It's Nan Zhejing. No wonder his swordsmanship is so amazing, but it's also expected," someone sighed. "It is said that his talent is not weaker than that of his brother Nanliu Jing. Although he is young, he has already glimpsed the true meaning of the sword.
After acquiring a trace of truth, she will become a swordsman in the future. You know, she is only thirteen years old now!"
"I heard that this little girl from Nanzhejing is even more crazy about knives than Nanliu Jing. She went to bed with a knife in her arms when she was three years old, and she has never left her hand with the knife for ten years. It's amazing!" A gray-haired old man stood with a knife on his back.
Off the stage, his face is pale and thin. But his body is as tall and straight as a pine, his energy is abundant, and his eyes are bright. His whole person is like a sword from heaven! The eyes that look at Nan Zhejing reveal kindness and affection.
At the same time, I felt a little bit regretful.
"And it is said that she has received the complete inheritance of an ancient 'Sword Saint'. It is not an exaggeration to say that she is the descendant of that sword saint. She has both talent and luck, and her potential is endless. Mr. Jin, are you tempted?
Now? Take action when it's time to take action!" A green-haired woman wearing armor smiled and joked in a low voice to the gray-haired old man carrying a sword.
"Girl, it's not that easy to accept a disciple. I have to be willing to do it, and they may not be able to like an old guy like me!" The gray-haired old man Jin Lao laughed and scolded.
"What's so difficult about this? Let me bring her here. With your status and strength, it's not as easy as taking her as your apprentice?" The green-haired woman waved her hand boldly and started to move forward.
"Come back, can you change your irresponsible temperament? You're going crazy all day long. You're not allowed to go anywhere. Just stand here honestly." Boss Jin raised his face, scolded the young man in a low voice.