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Chapter 1216

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Wu Liuding said with a bitter face, "Marry Grandpa Sword. Just keep it in your heart. Why do you have to say it and make me sad?"

The old man smiled and said, "When us old men see that our juniors don't make progress, we will always hate them for not competing."

Wu Liuding sighed and turned to look at the lake, lost in thought.

Other than the most prestigious people in the Wu family's Sword Tomb, there were also Zhang Luantai, the left-handed swordsman who had once fought with Gu Jiantang, Liu Jianzhi, the young master of the Apricot Sword Furnace, Yue Zhuowu, Han Banjian and the sword monk Cui Meigong of Western Shu, as well as Nalan Huaiyu and a few other women who had been in the Sword Forest for many years. All of them stared at the battle of the pinnacle beside the armory. It was very different from how people imagined it to be when two top experts fought. Other than the beautiful scenery of the rippling lake, the only eye-catching scene made the hundreds of people of the Wu family feel as if they had fallen into a fog. Even Zhu Huang, the Helian Sword Maniac, and Gongsun Xiushui, these top swordsmen, followed the movement of that object with their eyes.

A chess piece was thrown high up. It did not reach the top but fell down. It was still jumping to a higher place.

Everyone had their own opinions. Gongsun Xiushui, the top master of the Southern Tang in the past, said to himself, "The young king must have built a chessboard. The place where the chess piece is planted is the time when the killing intent is born. Whether the old man with long eyebrows can win or not depends on whether he can break this chess record before the chess piece lands."

Nalan Huaiyu, who was still as charming as before, said with a smile, "What chessboard? In my opinion, that young handsome guy is just putting on airs. He does whatever he wants to do. At his level, no matter how shallow the moves are, they can still be used by him. Isn't it just a matter of looking good?"

Yue Zhuowu, who had almost gone mad from practicing the ancient sword, shook his head and said, "Then you have really underestimated this person. That senior's Sword Qi is overflowing from his body, and his cultivation state may not be lower than Hsu Fengnian's. There must be a deeper meaning behind his actions. How can a battle of life and death be a game?"

The sword monk, who was often called Baldy Cui by Wu Liuding, carried a wooden sword "Dragon-subduing Wood" without a sheath on his back. He touched his head and sighed, "The Zen atmosphere here is really strong. It reminds me of the time when I passed by the Dragon Tree Zen Master at the back mountain of the Two Zen Temples. The old monk was covered in mud.

With a hoe in hand, he walked towards me and greeted me with a smile. I thought he was just an ordinary monk in the temple and missed him. Later on, when he thought about it, he realized that he was indeed a person who had attained the Dao of the Glazed Body. No wonder they say that the Xu family of Beiliang has been devoutly worshipping Buddha for twenty years. Could it be karma? "

The chess pieces began to fall.

Just when everyone thought that an earth-shattering battle was about to begin, the Sword Maniac Helian revealed a look of surprise and said coldly, "It's clear."

Cui Hua closed her eyes again. Zhu Huang seemed to have sensed it at the same time. He curled his lips and had a complicated expression. It seemed to be admiration and disdain.

Of the remaining ninety or so people, a few of them were obviously slower by half a beat. Most of them did not know what was going on and were still waiting for the thunderous confrontation between the two sides.

The chess piece gently landed on the white-browed elder's shoulder. The elder's feet began to sink into the ground. It was only when his knees touched the ground that he stopped falling.

Sui Xie Gu retracted his gaze from Xu Weixiong and raised his hand to casually smash the chess piece.

Then, the elder raised his head. There was a hint of anger in his tone, "Whether it's you or Wang Xianzhi, how come you're not as straightforward as you used to be when you're in the Celestial Realm? Do you think that This Old Man is not worthy enough for you to attack with all your might? "

Hsu Fengnian floated to the ground and said calmly, "It's hard to say what Wang Xianzhi thought of the sword that entered the city. If I could avoid fighting with my life on the line, I wouldn't."

Sui Xie Gu laughed coldly and asked, "If I attacked Xu Weixiong's formation just now, would you be willing to fight with your life on the line?"

Hsu Fengnian did not answer the question directly. He smiled and said, "Senior, you didn't attack, did you?"

Sui Xie Gu did not speak. However, Hsu Fengnian dashed forward and blocked in front of Xu Weixiong.

Sui Xie Gu did not attack earlier. However, he purposely bore the full weight of this small chiliocosm. Otherwise, how could a chess piece cause his legs to sink into the ground? In Taoist records, there was once an immortal who used a reed to press down on Mount Buzhou. In the end, the entire mountain collapsed. Regardless of whether this was true or not, even if it was true, it was obvious.

However, it was easy to see that before the reed landed on Mount Buzhou, the mountain would have already endured an unimaginable amount of pressure. Sui Xie Gu knew better than anyone else that this brat had set up a trap. He had two choices. One was to attack Xu Weixiong. The other was to bear the weight of this small chiliocosm. Sui Xie Gu

Regardless of his original intentions, he chose the more difficult option. This caused the old man to lose to Hsu Fengnian in the eyes of the spectators.

However, for some reason, Sui Xie Gu was unwilling to give up. He wanted to fight again.

A buzzing sound came from the Tide-listening Pavilion. It sounded like countless mosquitoes and flies were gathered together.

Hsu Fengnian wanted to say something but stopped. In the end, he did not say anything.

I will be injured, but you will die.

Sui Xie Gu, who knew the meaning of this, smiled. He used his fingers to tie a knot and asked, "How do you know if you don't try?"

Elder Helian sighed heavily. He was a little sad, "Why do you insist on doing this? Is the world's sword path really going to decline in this generation?"

The Tide-listening Pavilion instantly fell silent.

Only one sword flew out of the tall building.

Ming Jianshu said.

Before Chu Lushan's thousand cavalry opened Shu, there was already a green-robed swordsman who opened Shu with his sword.

Hsu Fengnian took a step forward and bent his knees slightly. He put two fingers on his right hand together and held his sword with his left hand. He pointed at Sui Xie Gu. He pointed at the swordsman who had once exchanged an arm with the old man wearing the sheepskin fur coat.

To Li Chungang, no matter how big the world was, he could settle it with one sword.

To Hsu Fengnian, who was drifting further and further away from Jianghu, no matter how good Jianghu was, he could only look at it from the other side as long as he was still the King of Beiliang.

Even if the old man wearing the sheepskin fur coat, Elder Huang's sword box and Wen Hua's wooden sword were still in Jianghu.

He could only stay in Beiliang, just like Wang Xianzhi stayed in Martial Emperor City.

He stayed in Beiliang and did not care about the world's affairs. However, this did not mean that anyone could cross the line in Beiliang.

At this moment, on the surface of the Tide-listening Lake, a large patch of purple-gold lotuses suddenly bloomed. They did not seem to belong to the mortal world. They swayed and swayed.

They formed a purple-gold body in an instant, just like Gao Shulu back then.

Sui Xie Gu looked up and laughed. He suddenly exhaled.

He exhaled thousands of sword auras that he had swallowed for a hundred years.

During that extremely slow sword strike that entered the Martial Thearch City, Wang Xianzhi's four disciples worked together, and it seemed like Yu Groom had blocked the last half of the sword strike. In fact, that sword strike was only half a sword strike. It had form, but no divine intent.

At this moment, Sui Xie Gu wanted to challenge the world's number one sword.

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