Chapter 234: Great Demon God Attacks Happy Holidays
Chapter 234 The big devil is coming (Happy holidays, please subscribe)
Chapter 232
In the quiet room, Hao Jian was still sitting quietly.
Cultivation has no time, he has been sitting here for a long time, so long that his body is covered with dust.
The Eagle Sword and the Red Sword have accompanied him in the battle for so long, and now they are scarred and at the end of their strength...
At this time, swords and swords were stabbed in front of Hao Jian, like a late hero.
One year, two years, three years...
Time passed little by little, and some people from the Sword Sect gradually began to leave. The older generation of disciples went down the mountain one after another and walked around the world. The new generation of disciples worshiped at the mountain gate and embarked on the road of swordsmanship.
Outside the secret place in Houshan, Po Jun, Mu Yingxiong, Xu Fu and Wu Wudi have been waiting here...
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Huojiazhuang.
A pair of big red lanterns hung in front of the door, as red as blood.
The inside of the village was as red as the pair of lanterns, like a hell on earth.
In the raging flames, there were charred corpses everywhere...
Bu Jingyun, who was dressed in black, saw this scene and his face was calm as usual. He walked in the sea of fire, looking for the owner of the village, Huo Butian.
The white fox on his shoulder was his birthday gift to Huo Butian, and he wanted to call him "Dad"!
Finally, he saw Huo Butian through the firelight!
The only living person in the entire Huojiazhuang is still fighting hard against the bats and red rats of the Tianxiahui, but it is obvious that he has been scarred and cannot hold on for long.
At this moment, Huo Butian's peripheral vision saw Bu Jingyun on the other side of the flames and the white fox on his shoulder.
He understands...
At the same time, the long knife in the bat's hand had penetrated Huo Butian's chest, then he drew the knife out and chopped off his head with another knife.
Huo Butian's head rolled in front of Bu Jingyun, his eyes staring at him, as if saying, "Run away..."
Bu Jingyun felt that the blood all over his body was boiling, but he still looked dead and expressionless...
Bat sneered: "Hey, there's this guy too!"
As he spoke, he slashed at Bu Jingyun with a knife while grinning ferociously.
Suddenly, a stone flew in the air and hit the knife with a clang, causing the bat to fly backwards.
Immediately, he felt an explosion from a large hole in his body, and his martial arts was instantly abolished...
Before Bu Jingyun fell into coma, he heard a child's voice.
"Master, let's save him?"
"good!"
When he woke up, he found himself in a thatched hut, simple but elegant.
Bu Jingyun struggled to get up and came to the door, where a child in white came into view.
"Hey, are you awake? Master, he's awake!"
A figure in black came over and said in a deep voice: "Just wake up, Chen'er, give him the medicine on the table and take it."
This kid in white is none other than Jian Chen!
Needless to say, the man in black is Wuming who has been pretending to die and living in seclusion for many years!
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"Surprise."
Bu Jingyun stopped in response and looked back at Wuming, who was dressed in black.
"Tomorrow, I will take you to meet someone."
Bu Jingyun's heart couldn't help but sink. He seemed to have guessed what Wuming was going to say, but he didn't want to hear it at all.
"This man is my best friend, Master Fuxu. He will definitely take good care of you."
Bu Jingyun felt as if he had been struck by lightning. He felt that his body, which had been pulled up from the cliff, was pushed back into the abyss in an instant!
He could no longer listen to the next words. No matter what Wuming said, he already had the intention of leaving...
Finally, Bu Jingyun said numbly: "I understand."
At night, Bu Jingyun took advantage of the darkness and left the hut, rushing towards the unknown future...
"Surprise!"
Bu Jingyun suddenly stopped and saw Jian Chen in front of him.
Jian Chen's face showed a hint of reluctance, "Don't leave..."
As if Bu Jingyun hadn't heard it, he was about to miss it and pass by.
Just as Jian Chen was about to stop him, Bu Jingyun suddenly pointed at Jian Chen's acupuncture point. Unexpectedly, Jian Chen avoided it with a quick turn.
Bu Jingyun's eyes showed a look of surprise, "That time you and I competed, even if I tried my best to use 'Indescribable Sorrow', if you fight with all your strength, you may not lose! Why?"
Jian Chen was silent for a long time, and finally said: "I also really want Master to accept you as his disciple..."
Bu Jingyun said in a deep voice: "No need! My destiny is to be alone!"
As he spoke, he suddenly walked away and disappeared into the night...
But those words were deeply engraved in Bu Jingyun's mind!
He didn't know at this time...
In the future, there will be another battle for "happy fathers"!
"Master, Jingjue is gone...why don't you keep him?"
Wuming stroked Jian Chen's hair and sighed: "I can't keep him! If he can survive the massacre, nothing can stop him... Even if the senior comes out of seclusion, it may not change his fate..."
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The world will meet.
Bu Jingyun stared at the tens of thousands of towering steps in front of him for a long time, and then began to climb up the steps.
Finally, he arrived at the first level in the world.
A guard shouted: "Boy, what are you doing here?"
Bu Jingyun blankly took out a notice, it was his World Council that issued notices for recruiting disciples all over the world.
"May I have your name?"
Bu Jingyun said expressionlessly: "Bu-Jingyun!"
At this time, there happened to be an eight-carry sedan passing the checkpoint. When the people in the sedan heard the name, they couldn't help but exclaimed: "Jingyun? Bu Jingyun?"
He immediately stopped the sedan chair and walked out slowly.
If Hao Jian were here, he would definitely blurt out: "Fuck! Chiba Shinichi!"
He...is none other than Xiong Ba, the founder of Tianxiahui!
Now, he has finally realized the dream he set when he was in Wushuang City...
"No, not yet! Wushuang City is still there...and in my hands, it seems that there are thousands of troops, but there are only a few who can really use them!"
The loud shouts coming from the surroundings pulled Xiong Ba out of his thoughts.
"The leader of the gang will be powerful for eternity and will dominate for eternity!"
Xiong Ba came back to his senses, pressed his hand with satisfaction, then looked at Bu Jingyun and said, "Your name is... Bu Jingyun?"
Bu Jingyun forced down the hatred in his heart and nodded numbly.
"Okay! Okay! Okay!"
After saying "good" three times in a row, Xiong Ba just sat back in the sedan chair happily and said, "Let's go!"
"Are golden scales something from the pond?"
"When the storm hits, I turn into a dragon!"
"The clouds are surging, but what about the wind?"
"However, since my fate dictates this, I guess the wind will appear soon..."
At this time, Hao Jian was still riding his horse...oh no, he was still in retreat to break through.
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Jian Zong.
Outside the ice cellar, Mu Yingxiong was still dressed in white. Although he was middle-aged, he was still handsome and handsome with extraordinary temperament.
However, at this moment, his eyes were flashing with divine light, and his whole body was filled with sword energy. It was obvious that his power was leaking out due to his emotions being out of control.
"Elder Xu Fu, why hasn't master come out of seclusion yet? It's already been sixteen years! In the past, in his spare time, master once told the story of Yang Guo and Xiao Longnu. The two of them were only sixteen years apart...
How many sixteen years can there be in this life?"
After hearing this, Xu Fu slowly finished his work and looked at the ice sculptures of "Good Lord" all over the mountains and plains in front of him, feeling very satisfied.
He nodded slightly and said calmly: "Ying Xiong, please be patient! Who can predict in advance the date of retreat? Besides...it's only been sixteen years. In a blink of an eye...when will you
If you really can't stand it anymore, I will give you a drop of my heart's blood to guarantee that you will borrow another five hundred years from heaven! As for the old man, the sect leader... he was already a powerful man before retreating, and this retreat is to touch more people.
It will naturally take some time to reach a high level and reach an unprecedented level, so what’s the rush?”
Mu Yingxiong said angrily: "...Do you think Master is an immortal old monster like you?"
Wu Wudi looked at the heavy ice gate that was motionless, with a bitter smile on his lips: "Don't say you are anxious, a certain family is more anxious than you! In the past, the sect master promised to help me break the blood curse passed down from generation to generation in my Wu family, so that a certain family can
Stay calm and wait for him to come out of seclusion... But this wait will last for sixteen years... Do you think the sect master has already passed away in the cave..."
"Shut up!" Xu Fu said angrily, "Madman Wu, I know that you, a dog like you, can't spit out ivory from your mouth!"
Wu Wudi was furious when he heard this, "Xu, can you say that again? I could beat you up in the past, but a certain family can still do it now! Believe it or not, a certain family will beat you up now!"
Xu Fu: "..."
He is really a bit intimidated by martial arts!
Mu Yingxiong shouted: "That's enough! Stop arguing!"
"The certain family doesn't care...wait another three days. If the sect leader doesn't come out of seclusion, the certain family will have no choice but to go down the mountain and find another way! The certain family advises you to make plans in advance...Xu Fu, you will go back to your
Tianmen, Ying Xiong, just take your wife and children back to your town of Mulong..." Wu Wudi said irritably, "Since ancient times, it has been common for people to become possessed by demons and become demons because of passing through a retreat... How can there be more than a dozen people in retreat?
What do you think of... Pojun?"
Po Jun, who had been silent all this time, said solemnly: "Me too!"
Xu Fu curled his lips and said: "You guys... are really ignorant! Madman Wu, do you know how the pair of heaven-connecting portals that are hundreds of feet high in the Tianmen came from? Let me tell you, that is exactly what Benfu spent more than three hundred years building.
Time is condensed into ice bit by bit with one's own skills! Sixteen years? Even a nap is not enough!"
"Sect Master, he is a man of great merit and knowledge. Even if he really stays in seclusion for hundreds of years, that's normal! But... Madman Wu, don't expect me to help you survive!"
Mu Yingxiong: "..."
Wu Wudi: "..."
Po Jun raised his eyebrows and said with a smile on his face: "Xu...Elder Xu, what about me?"
Xu Fu said calmly: "Well... I'll think about it! If it doesn't work, just die, and I will freeze your body with ten thousand years of mysterious ice! When the sect leader comes out, I will use the "Sacred Heart Technique" to freeze you
resurrection……"
Po Jun: "..."
I believe you as a ghost!
He didn't know that Xu Fu really had this ability!
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At the foot of Jianzong Mountain, an old farmer was looking up into the void, with crazy murderous intent in his eyes, and uncontrollable anger on his face!
"Damn... guy! How dare you deceive me... After so long, I finally found you! Sword Sect, right? Today I will make your blood flow into a river!"
He looked up at the sky and said to himself: "It's not even close...don't worry, it'll be a while..."
As he said that, he sat next to the Jianzong Mountain Gate, staring eagerly at the horizon, looking very intently.
After a while, a group of young Jianzong disciples passed by the mountain gate and saw the old farmer sitting next to them.
"Old man, what's the matter with you?" A disciple with thick eyebrows and big eyes came up and asked, "Did you forget your way home? Which village down the mountain are you from?"
The old farmer looked at the setting sun on the horizon and gradually disappeared into the mountains, and then he said calmly: "You...are disciples of the Sword Sect?"
"Elder brother, what nonsense are you talking to an old farmer? Let me do it!" A young disciple suddenly stepped forward and shouted: "Old fellow, can't you see the clothes we are wearing? This is the Sword Sect, and we are not Sword Sect disciples...
Are you?"
"Third Junior Brother!" the disciple with thick eyebrows and big eyes scolded, "Don't be rude!"
The old farmer stood up slowly, with a murderous look in his eyes, "You must be a disciple of the Sword Sect! Ignorant disciples of the Sword Sect, from now on for ten thousand years, you will all remember this name. My name is...
Zhang Wu!"
All the disciples were stunned at first, and then burst into laughter.
"Hahahahahaha...Zhang Wu? Looking at you like this, I thought your name was Aotian, but I didn't expect your name to be louder than his! Junior brother Zhang Wei, it turns out you are not alone!"
Another disciple retorted after hearing this: "What's wrong with Zhang Wei? Isn't my name Zhang Wei... not majestic enough?"
"Stage, stature, not only stature, but also great! After all, this old guy said 'Zhang Wu' was so powerful... I thought he was some kind of outsider, but it turned out to be... Zhang Wu! Hahaha
Ha ha ha ha……"
The strong men in this world usually have a cool and tyrannical name!
The name needs to be rang, and the bandit’s trumpet needs to be loud!
Look, the "Sword Master" Dugu Jian, the "Absolute Sword" Mu Yingxiong, the "Don't Cry Death" Bu Jingyun, the "Nanlin Sword Head" Duan Shuai, the "Green Drinking Crazy Sword" Green Man King, what defeats
Tian, Aotian, Juetian, Emperor Shitian and the like...
Although the disciples of the Sword Sect in front of them have not yet made their debut, each of them has already thought of their own gangster nicknames, such as "Not a blade of grass grows," "Feng dances for nine seconds," "The golden sword never falls," "One sword lifts the sky," and so on.
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They have all thought about it. After they make their debut in the world, they will make the heroic heroines unable to help themselves and keep their legs together as soon as they announce their family status!
There was a cruel smile on Zhang Wu's face, looking at these disciples was like looking at a group of dead people!
The next moment, he slowly raised his left hand and snapped his fingers!
For a moment, the surrounding air solidified...
This group of disciples also froze, each still maintaining the mocking look on their faces, and the scene seemed to be frozen!
Zhang Wu blew lightly, and the dozen Sword Sect disciples in front of him were like wind blowing sand, turning into a rain of blood all over the sky!
He bathed in the rain of blood and felt an indescribable sense of enjoyment. "Blood...it tastes really wonderful!"
The strange thing is that the rain of blood in the sky did not fall to the ground, but turned into a bloody tornado while spinning rapidly, wrapping Zhang Wu in it.
His whole body exuded a bloodthirsty aura, and he opened his hands to embrace the world.
The vitality of the surrounding heaven and earth was absorbed by him like a tornado, surrounding him like a pillar of air!
The next moment, his body underwent earth-shaking changes.
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