The barrier of Cangjianfeng has been opened, which means that the truth about the history of Muzhou five hundred years ago will soon be revealed. In this way, Mu Shanhai can revive the glory of Muzhou. The ancestors buried in Cangjianfeng
The sacred object could easily fall into Mu Shanhai's hands.
"So that's it."
Mu Shanhai looked at the incomplete words on the stone tablet in front of him, understood the general idea in his heart, and was frightened for a while. Then, his face showed joy again, and there was a bit of covetousness and desire in his eyes.
He stepped forward, erased the words on the inscription with fog sand, and then walked towards the depths of Hidden Sword Peak...
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"I said Qiankun, did you really go to the appointment? I thought you were just joking!" Ling Feng leaned next to Qiankun and asked.
Qiankun crossed his arms, shook his head, and said helplessly to Ling Feng: "I don't want to go either! But as you saw yesterday, he didn't want to let me go at all. If I didn't go, he would be angry to death.
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Speaking of this, Zhang Lingyun chuckled and said to Qiankun: "Listening to what you said, I remembered his expression at that time. I didn't expect there to be such a serious person."
Qiankun nodded towards Zhang Lingyun, breathed out a sigh of relief, and said naturally: "So, it's up to me to do this. It's better if you don't join in the fun."
"Tch." Zhang Lingyun and Ling Feng snorted in unison, "You still have the nerve to say it now."
Xueqie was still where he was that day, waiting for Qiankun's arrival, but after eight days of waiting, there was no sign of Qiankun.
Slowly, his heart began to beat. This guy couldn't really let his pigeons go! Sure enough, he still manipulated him! Xue Qie gritted his teeth and sat on the ground angrily, looking very angry.
depressed.
"Oops, I'm late, sorry."
Qiankun's laughter came from afar, and Xueqie suddenly raised his head, his eyes half-squinted.
"It seems, yes!" Xueqie responded with a cold face.
Qiankun held the back of his head, laughed awkwardly, and said, "Actually, we don't need to go to this point, right? I think there is still room for discussion between us."
Xueqie disagreed, stubbornly shook his head and said: "I can't believe your lies, I will insist that my judgment is correct. Besides, as a member of the Sword Kingdom and a disciple of the Jiange, I must be true to my words and resolute in my actions!
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Listening to Xue Qie's passionate words, Qiankun smiled silently and shamelessly, his face extremely tangled.
After coming back to his senses, Qiankun heard something fishy in Xue Qie's words again. Sword Kingdom? Jiange? He is from Sword Kingdom? What is going on?
Qiankun looked at Xueqie, suddenly straightened his face, and said: "Where is the Jiange you mentioned? You are from the Jiange, you should know. I want to find my friend, please."
Xueqie was confused by Qiankun's words, and then smiled again and said to him:
"When you came to Muzhou, you must have heard the name of Sword Country, right? This was the good name of Muzhou in the past, but it is no longer. Now there is only the sword pavilion founded by the ancestor, and I am a member of the sword pavilion.
I can only tell you so much, the rest."
"I'll tell you after you compete with me."
It can be seen from Xueqie's expression that he is proud of Jiange. He does not yet have a clear understanding of Qiankun, so of course he will not tell everything. Qiankun thinks so, he has knowledge of Muzhou.
A basic concept is already good, and if Xue Qie recognizes him, it won't be too late to slowly and deeply understand it.
A good idea came to Qiankun's mind.
Qiankun said to Xueqie: "What if I lose?"
Xueqie smiled and said: "If you lose, tell me how you did it yesterday. I really won't believe the odds of one in a hundred."
Qiankun grinned as expected, nodded, and then asked Xueqie: "Then what if you lose?"
Xueqie replied immediately and readily: "If I lose, I will apologize to you immediately."
However, Qiankun shook his finger and said to Xueqie: "Let's avoid the apology. If you lose, take me to Jiange? How about it?"
"What?"
Qiankun's request was so sudden that Xueqie was stunned on the spot. Take them to Jiange? How is that possible! Even if he allowed it, his adoptive father would not agree. This has always been the rule of Jiange.
Qiankun's words forced him into a dilemma. He couldn't answer. This was simply nonsense!
Finally, Xueqie gritted his teeth and said to Qiankun: "Okay! I promise you."
"Then let's get started! But let me explain the premise first! We can't use spiritual energy to fight, and we don't need to break the altar in public, you know!" Qiankun smiled, spread out his arms, and said in a relaxed tone.
"I know this better than you!" Xueqie frowned and said to Qiankun with a gloomy face.
Seeing Qiankun's relaxed and nonchalant look, as if this matter had nothing to do with him, Xueqie said to Qiankun in a deep voice: "Please be more serious!" After that, he clenched the hilt of the sword tightly with his hand.
"I'm very serious!" Qiankun spread his hands, with a harmless smile on his lips, and said helplessly and bitterly, "If you want to fight, just come and fight, where does all this nonsense come from?"
Xueqie couldn't bear it anymore, so he pulled out the two swords hanging from his waist, pointed one on the ground, and pointed at Qiankun, and said angrily: "Very good! Then don't move."
Qiankun slowly squatted down and stared at Xueqie with the attitude of a tiger waiting to be unleashed. If the spiritual energy could not be used, then the Eight Right Qi also meant that it could not be used. Faced with these two swords, Qiankun was really frightened.
, there is no certainty that it can deal with the blood cut attack.
The atmosphere was deadlocked for a while. Xueqie rushed towards Qiankun and stabbed Qiankun with a sword. Qiankun leaned back and stabilized his lower body. Xueqie's other sword slashed Qiankun's thigh.
Go, Qiankun quickly kicked away Xueqie's sword, then put his hands on the ground and used his legs to deal with Xueqie's sharp slash like a snake.
Qiankun launched a spin kick to break Xueqie's offensive, and then launched another cannon punch and hit Xueqie in the face.
Xuechie dodged, turned around, and stabbed Qiankun with his sword. At this moment, Qiankun swept towards Xuechie's neck with a roundhouse kick. Xuechie's sword stopped in front of Qiankun's throat, and Qiankun's foot also stopped at Xuechie's neck.
Next to them, neither of them dared to move, they were all frozen at that moment.
How to calculate this ending?
Qiankun broke the embarrassment first, stepped away, and said with a smile: "Oh my! It's a tie. I'm really sorry for disturbing you for so long. Then let's break up."
After hearing Qiankun's words, Xueqie was silent for a while.
"Hey! Qiankun! Are you okay?" Lingfeng approached Qiankun and caressed Qiankun up and down carelessly.
"Hey! What are you touching? It's itchy, numb or not." Qiankun laughed and started playing with Ling Feng, then punched Ling Feng on the shoulder.
Qiankun and his group just left full of laughter. Xueqie looked at Qiankun’s shadow and finally said: