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Chapter 488 Ascetic swordsman, strange temper! (1900

"Master is out of seclusion!" Jian Chi and Wen Jian's faces were filled with joy.

Seeing the huge sword light coming towards him, the expression of the black-haired and black-bearded old man in mid-air changed.

He moved forward, dodged the sword light, and said quickly, "Fourth..."

However, this sword light is not so easy to dodge.

After passing by him, he actually drew a huge arc in mid-air and slashed at this person again.

At the same time, another black figure rushed out from the crack in the cliff below.

The figure was so fast that it was almost impossible to see clearly with the naked eye. Following the figure, there was a bright white sword light, and the man and the sword merged into one to kill.

The face of the old man with black hair and black beard suddenly became panicked. He pulled out his long sword to resist, and said loudly, "Fourth, are you crazy? Why did you attack me inexplicably, and why are you so crazy?"

The five-fingered old man snorted coldly, "You bully my disciples while I'm away? Are you looking for death?"

After saying that, he stopped talking nonsense and cut out a sword in the sky with a brilliant sword light.

The Second Peak Master also said sternly, "Fourth, you are so crazy, don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless!"

"bring it on!"

Suddenly, two saint-level sword cultivators started fighting in the sky.

At the beginning, the swords were shining brightly and the swords were roaring wildly. Later, the two of them showed real fire and used all their special moves.

For a time, the day turned like night, and the sky above the five sword peaks was filled with darkness. The sword energy turned into clouds, and the sword energy turned into rain, turning this place into a brutal killing field.

In the sky above the Sword Lake, countless murderous thoughts were layered on top of each other. The invisible killing intent turned into tangible ripples, shattering the Sword Lake and turning into waves.

At this moment, no one on the five sword peaks dared to stand up, and no one dared to fly.

The two saints fought deliberately to avoid the five sword peaks.

Except for these five sword peaks, the rest of the sword hall will be swept wildly by the sword light, sweeping back and forth. If anyone really dares to fly randomly, he is afraid that he will be chopped into countless pieces of meat in an instant.

"Is this a saint-level swordsman?" Shen Kaishan's face turned pale when he saw it.

Although he is also a new saint, if he were to face one of these two people at this moment, he might not be able to hold on for three minutes.

Xia Yu and Hong Xing were also shocked.

Especially Hong Xing, he had never seen any battle between saints before. When he saw it today, it was so shocking.

Xia Yu is feeling much better. He has seen too many battles in his memory, and there are many that are stronger than today's battle.

"Fourth, you just say what you want, why do you do this?" After fighting for a while, the second peak master spoke angrily again.

The five-fingered old man didn't reply, snorted coldly, and continued to launch a crazy attack.

The kendo he practiced was based on the sword, and everything was based on the mind of the sword, so the swordsmanship seemed very strange and strange.

clang!

Suddenly there was a sweet sword sound, and large sparks were temporarily released, as brilliant as fireworks. The sword energy contained a strong shock, and the figure of the second peak master was knocked upside down and flew out.

At the same time, the second peak master shouted in a panic, "Boss and Lao San, are you just watching the Fourth bully me like this?"

Immediately, a cold snort came from the direction of the first peak, and then a huge black palm came to cover the sky and pressed down out of thin air.

This giant palm is very skillful. With one palm, all the sword energy and sword light are smoothed out, but Qiu has no offense against the combatants on both sides.

Only then did the Second Peak Master stop in mid-air and shouted loudly, "Boss, you saw it too! The Fourth Brother is unreasonable. He strikes whenever we see him and is merciless. If you hadn't taken action, I would have been killed by him."

Got it!"

A deep voice from the direction of the first peak said, "Fourth, what do you mean?"

"You are bullying my disciple while I am in seclusion. Don't you know I am the only disciple?" The five-fingered old man stood proudly in the air, looking towards the direction of the first peak, and said, "Boss, stop pretending! If you are itchy, I won't

Would you mind having a fight with you too!"

"Haha, can you beat me?"

The five-fingered old man laughed loudly, "You will know if you have fought or not! You will know after fighting! Do you want to go to the sword fighting ring and fight to the death?"

"You! You lunatic!" The First Peak Master cursed in anger.

At this time, the leader of the third peak, a monk who looked like a scholar in blue, came out and said with a smile, "Fourth brother, we are all elders of the sword hall. We have something to talk about. Why fight when we meet and make you fight to the death? We are not enemies.

No!"

The five-fingered old man said coldly, "Don't think of bullying me just because I have a small number of people in the Fourth Peak! I will cut off the hands of anyone who makes a move, and the feet of anyone who makes a move! Next time you dare to take action against my disciples, I will make you do the same as me.

!”

Listening to what he said, Xia Yu noticed that the five-fingered old man only had one hand.

The other arm is empty, and the black clothes are tied in a tight knot at the shoulder.

"Hey~ Defeating the Second Peak Master with two hands with one hand is a bit impressive!" Hong Xing stuck out his tongue in surprise.

Wenjian was not surprised and said with a smile, "Master has been one-handed since he was a child. After he came to the sword hall, all the major sword peaks did not want to accept him. Everyone said that even if he has poor qualifications, he is still a cripple.

It's good to live a good life in this world, but you still want to learn sword cultivation? But it was thanks to his hard work that he finally became a saint and controlled the fourth sword peak."

After hearing what Wenjian said, Hong Xing suddenly realized, "No wonder the cultivators on the Fourth Peak are all dim-witted. It turns out that just like the five-fingered old man, they are all a bit disabled."

"This is really amazing." Xia Yu's eyes were full of admiration.

You can imagine how many difficulties and obstacles this five-fingered old man with a disabled body and average qualifications will have to go through on the road to spiritual practice!

But in the end, he not only succeeded in practicing, but also became a saint and showed great power in the way of swordsmanship.

This is the beginning of true asceticism, ascetic monk!

The five-fingered old man is not only an ascetic monk, but also has a weird temper. He is even more crazy when fighting with others. He will fight to the death without any grievances.

Therefore, even if the peak master of the First Sword Peak is stronger than him, he is not willing to fight with him.

The Third Peak Master advised again, "Fourth Brother, we are all members of the Holy Land Sword Hall, and we are all our own people. It is wrong for the Second Brother to attack your disciples, but Wenjian has been expelled from the Holy Land! And those two

I am also a remnant of the Immortal Sect..."

The five-fingered old man glared and said, "Is there any evidence?"

"This..." the Third Peak Master whispered, "There is no evidence, but it is very possible. And it is the great elder of the disciple hall who has spoken..."

"I don't care who in the disciple hall speaks!" the old man with five fingers snorted coldly, "Whoever wants to come to Broken Sword Peak to arrest someone, just fight me first! If you have evidence, bring it out. If there is no evidence, they are my disciple's friends.

!Wenjian is also my invited guest!"

"You!" The Third Peak Master was so angry that he had nothing to say, and cursed, "You are so stubborn! Don't forget, it is the time when the Ancient Stars will open their doors soon, and the quota for whichever Jade Mansion you go to is controlled by the Disciple Hall! You Don’t your disciples, Jian Chi, want to go to the better Jade Mansion for training?”

The five-fingered old man cursed, "Go, go, go! Whoever dares to deliberately suppress my disciple, I will kill him in his cave!"

"Huh, if you don't listen to what I told you, you can just kill yourself in the cave of the disciple hall elder." The Lord of the Third Peak angrily walked away.

The five-fingered old man's face was livid and he was so angry that he was in a bad mood.

Although he can risk his life to protect his disciples in the sword hall, the great elder of the disciple hall is the core powerhouse of Langya Holy Land, and he is not stupid enough to fight against him.

When he flew down and saw Shen Kaishan and others still standing on the flying boat, he suddenly became furious and said, "Get out of here!"

With a flick of his sleeve, a powerful invisible force of wind appeared out of thin air and knocked the Xinghai ship upside down.

Shen Kaishan and others were so frightened that their faces turned pale, and they shouted quickly, "Quick, quick, get out of the way."

As for the sword cultivator named Lu and another sword cultivator, they were so frightened that they peeed and fled down the mountain long ago.

"I've met Master." Wenjian hurried over and saluted.

Jian Chi also chuckled and said, "Master, you came out of seclusion and just bought your favorite Gujia wine."

The old man had only one arm and carried a long sword on his back. When he saw the drinks on the table, his eyes suddenly lit up.

“Good wine.”

Xia Yu waited for the old man to take a sip of wine, then went up to greet him and said, "I'm Xia Yu, a casual cultivator. This is my sworn brother Hong Xing. I'd like to pay my respects to you, senior. Thank you very much, senior, for your kindness."

The old man raised his eyes and looked at Xia Yu, then at Hong Xing, and finally shook his head and said, "Neither of you are ascetics, especially that little fat guy."

Hong Xing almost vomited blood and said quickly, "Senior, why am I fat? I'm just not that thin."


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