Chapter 340: Lets take a look at Wan Jian Guizongs expressiveness
The long sword reached Po Jun's eyebrows, but Wuming did not stab him after all.
Even though Po Jun had killed his senior brother and Wu Ming's wife before, Wu Ming was very angry with him, but in the sword exchange between the two sides, Wu Ming always left some leeway, and now Po Jun was forced into a desperate situation. This fatal blow
The sword cannot be brought down after all.
Decisive in killing, this kind of sword is suitable for Mu Yingxiong's Wutian Sword, but not suitable for Wuming's Heavenly Sword.
The Heavenly Sword is the sword of kindness.
"Wu Ming, your kindness as a woman has always been your biggest flaw!"
Seeing this, Po Jun shouted sharply at Wu Ming: "Your kindness will kill you one day!"
Wuming sheathed his sword, looked at Master Buxu, and said, "Buxu, can you resolve the hostility in Pojun's heart and make him wholeheartedly do good?"
"Fuck you!"
Po Jun yelled and asked him to become a monk. How is this possible?
"Snapped……"
As soon as the curse came out, Mu Yingxiong slapped Po Jun on the face, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent.
Nameless is his brother.
Wuming's mother is also Mu Yingxiong's mother, and Mu Yingxiong's mother is also Wuming's mother. Although it sounds confusing, in fact, Wuming and Mu Yingxiong's two mothers are mothers to both of them.
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Mu Yingxiong is a wealthy aristocrat, and Wuming's father is a gambler. The two of them are neighbors. Wuming was bought from his childhood. Mu Yingxiong and Wuming grew up together. Although the two are not related by blood, they grow up together because they are neighbors.
Very similar...
Hmm...are they really not related by blood?
"If you dare to talk too much again, I will kill you with one strike of my sword!"
Mu Yingxiong said coldly.
This man could really kill people. Po Jun saw the murderous look in Mu Yingxiong's eyes and shut up honestly.
"That's good, that's good."
Buxu looked at Po Jun and said: "The anger in his heart is deep, and it may be difficult to resolve it. If it was earlier, I could use Meng Po tea to resolve the anger in his heart. But now, the only Meng Po tea,
I was shocked."
In the true cognition, white is the strongest power.
The only function of Meng Po Tea is to cleanse people, make them forget all the past, and tolerate all thoughts under this.
"If you want to talk about Meng Po tea, I have it here."
Xu Lang took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms, threw it to Buxu, and said, "Look at the authenticity."
The prescription for Mengpo tea was provided by Emperor Shitian and was refined by Cheng Qingshuang in his home. Xu Lang held it in his hand, which was actually prepared for Emperor Shitian.
Buxu had taken Mengpo tea and had held one in his hand for a long time. Now he saw Xu Lang's pills. He looked at them carefully and said, "This is indeed Mengpo tea pills. Donor Xu still has them in his hands. I'm so lucky."
, Blessed are the benefactors of the army."
Is the blessing coming now?
Question marks appeared in Po Jun's mind.
Fuxu used the Karma Transformation Technique in his hands, and the solid ice changed in his hands, becoming a bowl, and the snow melted in it. In this bowl of clear water, Meng Po Tea's pills were put into it, and the clear water in the bowl immediately became turbid, like billowing red dust.
Same.
"Please help me open Po Jun's mouth."
Buxu asked Mu Yingxiong.
Seeing this, Mu Yingxiong controlled Po Jun's Jade Pillow Point with one hand, and opened Po Jun's mouth with the other hand. The Jade Pillow Point being controlled was completely Po Jun's fatal point, so he had no choice but to open his mouth.
, and finally felt the turbid Meng Po tea poured into my mouth.
At first, Pojun's limbs were shaking, but gradually Pojun lay down and became calm.
Po Jun was able to clear his name, on the one hand, because he was really on the verge of losing everything, and on the other hand, after taking Long Yuan, his memory was confused and he lost a lot of memories. Now that he has taken Meng Po Tea, Po Jun has recovered.
Factory settings, my mind is blank.
When Po Jun opened his eyes again, his eyes were confused and somewhat childlike.
"Donor, the rolling world in the past was full of suffering. From now on, you can follow me and practice hard."
Buxu used the Karmic Transformation Technique to enlighten Po Jun and said.
Po Jun's face was dull now. After a long time, he nodded and looked at the things around him. They all felt strange.
Such movement also shocked the Sword Emperor who was sleeping inside.
The Sword Emperor was originally a member of the royal family. Because he admired the way of swordsmanship, he gave up the throne and became a disciple of the Sword Sect. However, many years ago, because he had thoughts about the Wan Jian Gui Sect, he secretly obtained the scroll of the Wan Jian Gui Sect, and was therefore the head of the Sword Sect.
Imprisoned in an ice prison.
He also keeps the sword manual of Wan Jian Guizong. When Wuming and Pojun decide the victory, he will hand over the sword manual of Wan Jian Guizong to the winner.
"Forced degree..."
The Sword Emperor was stunned. He stretched out his hand and threw the sword manual of Wanjian Guizong to Wuming, and said: "I give this sword manual to you. From now on, I will be at home!" After saying that, the Sword Emperor stood up and ran away.
I plan to find my disciples.
His disciple is the second dream.
"Ten thousand swords return to the clan!"
Wuming stretched out his hand to hold the Wan Jian Gui Sect, and looked at the secret book intently, remembering the past in his mind, and then slowly reached out and opened the secret scroll of Wan Jian Gui Sect.
"Um……"
Xu Lang and Mu Yingxiong's heads came over and looked at the secret book of Wan Jian Guizong.
"..."
Wuming glanced left and right, watching Xu Lang and Mu Yingxiong look at them with interest, and raised his eyebrows slightly. This Mu Yingxiong is his brother. It's nothing to look at Wanjian Guizong twice, but you Xu
As a Martial Saint, isn't this a bit out of style?
"I won't read the general outline. You can just skip ten pages and turn to the back. I'll take a look at the expressiveness of Wan Jian Guizong."
Xu Lang chuckled.
Wuming looked at Xu Lang and felt that Xu Lang had indeed helped him find his brother and Po Jun, his enemy. After thinking about it for a while, he reached out and flipped through the back of Wan Jian Guizong. After flipping through these ten pages, everything recorded in the back was
They are some common sword moves and formulas.
After browsing through it so roughly, Wuming didn't see any expressiveness in Wan Jian Guizong.
Xu Lang turned his head at this time, Wuming and Mu Yingxiong looked at each other, and then opened the pages between them. Just looking through them, the spaces between them were all blank.
Wu Ming and Mu Yingxiong were both the most powerful swordsmen in the world. The two of them were lost in thought, and then looked at the words at the top of Wan Jian Guizong.
"All qi are generated by themselves, the sword rushes into the waste points, returns to Yuan martial arts, Zong Yuan has great merit."
In such text, if the first character of each line is extracted, it means Wan Jian Guizong, and if the third character is extracted, it means self-defeat of martial arts.
He abandoned his martial arts, practiced it from scratch, and then started with ordinary moves, thus mastering the peerless martial arts of Wanjian Guizong.
Wuming and Mu Yingxiong thought of this at the same time, and then they looked at each other and smiled bitterly.
Their martial arts have reached this stage, how could they abandon their martial arts...
"Buzz buzz..."
The long sword in Wuming's hand buzzed.
Mu Yingxiong and Wuming turned their heads together, and saw behind them, Xu Lang closed his eyes, thousands of swords buzzed, stretched out his hand to strike into the void, and suddenly a sword broke out of the ground beneath the Sword Sect,
The buzzing sound flew over and fell into Xu Lang's hand. The sword had a bright green light, and the sword energy on it was extremely gentle.
This sword is none other than the First Emperor's Sword.
"Um……"
Xu Lang held the First Emperor's Sword, looked at Wuming and said with a smile: "Learn it randomly, surprise, surprise."
You are not studying randomly, you are clearly prepared!