In the end, this tense situation was broken by Duan Fengyun. He touched his belly and said to the sword master:
"Shibo, I'm hungry after not eating for a day. If you want to fight, you should eat something first and then fight."
The sword master looked at Duan Fengyun in front of him and couldn't help but feel ashamed. How could that guy Duan Shuai give birth to such a precious son?
Wuming understood the implication of Duan Fengyun's words, and cooperated with Duan Fengyun and said: "I opened a small shop in the town outside the bamboo forest. Since everyone is hungry, why not go to the small shop for a quick meal first."
Duan Fengyun clenched his fist and thanked him: "Being respectful is worse than obeying orders. Thank you for your hospitality, senior."
So the four people, who were at war with each other one second, were on the road together the next second.
Wuming looked at Duan Fengyun's back and thought in his mind: "This boy has good bones, deep inner strength, and is resourceful and tactful in his actions. Given time, this boy will become a great person. But this boy is full of evil nature. I don't know how many more he will provoke in the future."
Quarrel between rivers and lakes."
After walking for more than ten minutes, a few people arrived at a nameless shop called Zhonghua Building.
The sword master praised: "What a Chinese building. The brushwork is vigorous and powerful, and it has the effect of uncanny workmanship."
Jian Chen said proudly: "Senior, this is ridiculous. This is written by my master."
When the sword master heard this, his face felt as uncomfortable as eating a bitter melon, and then
Said: "It turns out it was written by Wu Ming. Then I misread it. What kind of bullshit did it write?"
The two people who have been fighting for decades are still like children, unwilling to give up.
Duan Fengyun didn't want to argue with them at the door of the store. He strode into the store and shouted to the waiter:
"Waiter, bring me all the delicious food and drinks in your store, and your boss will pay."
With Wuming's tacit approval in his eyes, the waiter hurriedly went to the kitchen to give instructions. The boss had never entertained guests before, so they must be distinguished guests today. The boss treated them well, and they couldn't embarrass the boss.
After a while, the waiter began to bring the dishes. Jian Chen saw that the dishes had been served, so he took a few pots from the warehouse and took them out.
After betraying the Tianxiahui and fighting and killing all the way, Duan Fengyun hadn't had a good meal for a long time. He took a bite of the food, tasted it and it tasted okay, and started to feast on it.
Wuming and Juggernaut didn't use their chopsticks, they just picked up the wine glasses in front of them and drank in one gulp. It had been twenty years since they last ate at the same table.
Seeing that Wuming and Juggernaut didn't move their chopsticks, Jian Chen silently sat aside and picked up his wine glass and started drinking. The three of them just drank one glass at a time, and they had a perfect understanding of each other.
Duan Fengyun doesn't care about them. They should eat and drink. In life, eating enough is a prerequisite.
After Duan Fengyun had finished drinking and eating, the three of them looked at the leftovers on the table, touching them without saying anything.
Seeing the awkward atmosphere, Wuming asked Juggernaut to come out with him. There was something he wanted to talk to Juggernaut alone.
Duan Fengyun started chatting with Jian Chen in a familiar manner, but Jian Chen was taught by Wu Ming. He learned Wu Ming in kung fu and also had a personality similar to Wu Ming. He looked like he couldn't get close to strangers.
Duan Fengyun, who was asking for trouble, had no choice but to wander out and find his own way.
The Sword Master followed Wuming to a small courtyard. Wuming stopped, then looked at the Sword Master and said, "Is victory or defeat really that important to you?"
The Sword Master replied affirmatively: "Sword, you are the leader of a hundred soldiers. I also want to be the first sword cultivator. Do you really have no desires and desires now, and have no sense of victory or defeat?"
Wuming looked up at the sky, and then replied: "In the past, for the sake of honor, my hands were stained with blood. But in the end, my wife was killed, and I searched all over the world and could not find the enemy who killed my wife. The sharp edge was too obvious,
The grievances in the world have ended, so I decided to fake my death and escape from the world, staying away from the disputes in the world."
The sword master smiled and said: "Only you, Wuming, can give up on the world, but the world cannot let you go. There are many people in the world who want to challenge this martial arts myth of yours."
Wuming did not answer, but stared at the sword master and said: "Can you give up on killing Xiongba? I know that Xiongba will destroy your Wushuang City, but if you kill Xiongba, once Xiongba dies, the world will inevitably be in chaos, and then the martial arts will be in chaos
Falling into chaos, I hope you can give up killing Xiongba."
The sword master said angrily: "What a joke, he killed my brother and destroyed my Wushuang City. How can I give up on such a bloody feud? I wish I could eat his flesh, drink his flesh, crush his bones and spread his ashes."
Wuming asked: "You must go? Is this battle inevitable?"
The Sword Master roared: "A great man walks between heaven and earth. If I don't avenge such a blood feud, I will be a useless man. I will definitely kill the tyrant, and even the Buddha will not be able to keep him!"
When Wuming saw the sword master being so aggressive, he also raised his momentum and said, "Since you refuse to give up, I can only stop you."
Hearing this, the Sword Master laughed and said: "Okay, I have been in seclusion for twenty years just to fight you again, and today I finally get what I want."
After saying that, the sword qi in the sword master's hand shot at Wuming, and the Wuming sword protected his body, reflecting all the sword qi shot by the sword master.
Duan Fengyun, who was walking outside the hospital, found that the Fire Lin Sword in his hand was a little bit agitated and was out of his control.
As Wuming's momentum in the courtyard continued to increase, the Fire Lin Sword flew out of its sheath and was skewered at the entrance of the courtyard. Next to the Fire Lin Sword was the Hero Sword. The two great martial arts warriors, both good and evil, were impressed by Wuming's momentum.
Duan Fengyun and Jian Chen hurriedly rushed into the courtyard and picked up their respective swords. Both of them were impressed by Wuming's aura. The martial arts myth was indeed well-deserved.
He secretly muttered in his heart: "The full-blooded unknown plays the erhu, and the residual-blooded unknown wanders around. This full-blooded unknown is really awesome."
The sword master looked at this scene and sighed: "Thousands of swords surrender, the sword among swords, it seems that you have reached the realm of the heavenly sword. Although I have reached the realm of the integration of human and sword, you are still eclipsed in front of the heavenly sword. I admit defeat.
Sorry, I haven’t obeyed anyone for decades, and today I have no name to obey you.”
Wuming sighed and said, "You go."
The sword master said in surprise: "Didn't you stop me just now? Why are you letting me go now?"
Wuming replied: "Your sword energy was leaked just now. Your sword energy has already dissipated. What are you going to do to defeat Xiong Ba? You will definitely die in this battle. It is useless to say more. I hope you can think carefully."
The sword master picked up the wine bottle on the stone table, filled two glasses of wine, turned to Wuming and said: "No matter what, this battle is inevitable. Come, old friend, drink this last glass of wine with me. We will fight.
It has been decades, and now I use this glass of wine to understand the grudges and grudges in this life."
Wuming took the wine glass handed over by the Sword Master, drank it in one gulp, and then said, "Have a good trip, old friend."
The sword master laughed loudly, drank the wine in one gulp, then turned around and walked out of the yard, embarking on his own road of revenge without hesitation.