In the magnificent hall of Prince Xia's Mansion, the contemporary head of the family, Lu Yi, held a fine colored porcelain tea cup. Inside the cup was the newly arrived finest Mingqian Longjing tea cup.
In the hall, which is covered with expensive carpets, a young man dressed luxuriously is practicing a set of swordsmanship. The swordsmanship is extremely exquisite. It is the long-renowned swordsmanship of the King of Heroes!
The boy was eighteen or nineteen years old, with delicate features and a face like a crown jewel. He was very handsome. He was Lu Lian, the only son of Lu Yi, the contemporary head of the Prince Xia Palace.
At this time, in the main hall, he was practicing the swordsmanship of Xiawang inherited from the ancestors of the Xiawang Mansion. The moves were proficient, the sword style was fierce, and the power was quite impressive.
Lu Yi, who was watching his only son practicing swordsmanship, also nodded frequently, very satisfied with his son's hard work.
Suddenly, the palace steward broke into the hall and reported in panic:
"Master, a group of weirdos came from outside the house and gave the house several boxes of gold, a total of one hundred thousand taels!"
Then I saw several generals struggling to carry several heavy boxes into the main hall.
After opening the box, golden light instantly illuminated the entire hall!
There was a sound of swallowing in the hall.
After a moment of silence, Lu Yi's scolding sounded, but it seemed as if his words were nervous and his voice was dry:
"The origin of this batch of gold is unknown. How can you accept it at will? Find out who assigned it and send it back to me!"
While the generals in the palace were hesitating, Lu Lian had already sheathed his sword and asked his father:
"Father, let's do it now."
However, while they were talking, they heard a commotion coming from outside the palace. A low but penetrating voice came in:
"Master Lu, these are just greeting gifts, why don't you accept them with honor!"
"Master!"
"Master!"
"Master!"
"This man forced his way into the house, we can't stop him!"
Lu Yi hurriedly led everyone out of the palace, and saw all the generals outside the palace in a panic, and a person had already walked towards the door of the palace.
The man was tall and majestic, carrying an exquisite coffin carved from a whole section of cypress wood on his shoulders. He had unruly black hair and a cold expression. He was Bu Jingyun who had disappeared for a long time!
Lu Yi was shocked when he saw this person, and forced a smile and said:
"Haha, it turns out to be the Master of the Hall, long time no see!"
Everyone was immediately frightened!
"ah!"
"He is Bu Jingyun of the Tianxiahui!"
"Master Lu, I haven't seen you for so many years. I never thought you would still remember me."
"That's of course. When I met the leader of the Xiong Gang, if the leader of the Hall hadn't said a kind word for me in front of the leader of the Xiong Gang, Lv Mou would have been killed long ago!"
"It's rare for Hall Master to come to this humble residence. Why don't you notify him in advance and let Lu personally greet him?"
"This happened unexpectedly. I just want you to lend me something. One hundred thousand taels of gold is a thank you gift."
"Hall Master, just give me your orders! Lu will definitely have nothing to say!"
"I want ice soul!"
"What! You want ice soul?!"
When Lu Yi and his son heard the word "Bing Po", their expressions changed suddenly.
While Lu Yi was pondering, his son Lu Lian already said loudly:
"Impossible, the ice soul is the ancestral treasure of our Prince Xia Palace, and we must never give it to others!"
Bu Jingyun was silent, but there was an evil smile on the corner of his mouth.
When Lu Yi saw this, his whole body suddenly became cold!
"Hall Master, wait a minute, please follow Lv into the hall. Lian'er comes with me, everyone else retreats, no one is allowed to approach the hall!"
"As you command!"
"As you command!"
After entering the main hall, Lu Yi led the two of them out from the back of the hall, straight into the mausoleum of the Xia King, and in front of the ancestor Xia King's shrine. Looking at the empty throne clothes behind the shrine, he said in a solemn voice:
“It’s no secret that Hall Master, Bing Po, is no longer in Prince Xia’s Mansion!”
Bu Jingyun was silent, his gaze was like a knife, making Lu Yi's whole body tense up, but he did not dare to make the slightest move.
However, Lu Lian's face turned red and he couldn't bear it. He choked and couldn't help but draw the sword. However, after only pulling out three inches, his face turned pale and he didn't dare to move any more.
"That year, not long after Lu returned to the Shunxiong clan, Bingpo disappeared mysteriously, and the remains of my ancestor, the Xia Wang, turned into ashes in one day!"
"Lv is incompetent and unfilial, yet he didn't dare to speak out!"
As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Lao burst into tears, and his upright figure seemed to have lost all its strength and was on the verge of collapse.
"Father!" Lu Lian hurriedly stepped forward to help him.
But I heard a roar from behind that sounded like it came from hell!
"Hong-ba!!"
The two of them felt as if they had fallen into an ice cellar, their hearts filled with ice. They didn't know how many blood feuds had been accumulated to create such a shocking hatred.
As the chill gradually faded away, the two of them looked back, but no one was in sight.
The tragedy of the King of Heroes finally aroused the hatred that had been buried in Bu Jingyun's heart for many years.
He also had a happy time for five or six years. During that time, his name was Huo Jingjue.
Because there is the only relative he recognizes in his heart, the father he truly recognizes, named Huo Butian.
However, when he finally wanted to shout out those two words at the birthday banquet, everything was suddenly destroyed before his eyes.
The trampled blood stains mixed with mud wrapped him up, and once again stepped his heart into the abyss of hell.
In the blink of an eye, more than ten years have passed!
What has he been doing for more than ten years?
He is practicing martial arts, he is getting stronger, he is helping his enemy conquer the world under his command, and in the glory of the hall master, he hypnotizes himself and says: I am not strong enough, I am not that person's opponent yet!
This is a fact. That person is the most powerful person in the world. He is extremely powerful and terrifying!
Yes, scary, he was afraid of that person, he was afraid.
Just like he was afraid of the nightmare in Lingyun Cave when he was a boy, he was afraid of that person!
However, dreams will eventually lead to waking up.
The burial of hatred will only erupt more ferociously.
At this moment, his eyes were blood red and his whole body was fierce, like a ferocious beast. At this moment, he was a ferocious beast! Just like the terrifying beast in a nightmare!
He wants to choose someone and be addicted to him!
That person is Xiongba!
For my father, for Kong Ci!
He couldn't bear to look at his father lying in a pool of blood, and because Kong Ci was fading day by day as he lay in the coffin. He could no longer bear it, could no longer retreat, could no longer escape!
He must face that terrible person!
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The world will report secretly, Bu Jingyun appears in the Xiawang Mansion!
After reading this secret report, he ordered Zhao Wuji to report it to Xiong Ba.
Qin Shuang sighed after turning her head.
What was supposed to come finally came.
The beginning and end of Bingpo still need to be brought to an end.
I just don’t know if Bu Jingyun without Jian Er Er will let him down now.
Now that I am half-innate, even if I am not as good at life-and-death combat as the warlock Xu Fu, am I still no match for these sons of destiny?
He couldn't give up life and death, risking his life to fight. This has nothing to do with courage, but to do with values and growth experience. Therefore, the desperate fighting form of desperate counterattack is not suitable for Xu Fu, nor is it suitable for him.
On the contrary, Xiongba is insidious and ruthless, always attacking with sneak attacks, and defeating the enemy with one move, which is the most suitable fighting method for him.
The more than a hundred icicles outside the first level also confirmed this for him in practice.
What he needs is a one-hit-kill fighting style, showing no mercy and no mercy!
Kill him first!
The true appearance of Tianshuangjue and the Eighteen Ice Weapons of Tianshuangjue is also based on this concept.
The fierce killing intent of Tianshuang Fist is the core concept of Tianshuang Jue, the weird and unpredictable Xuyun Jin of Paiyun Palm, the sharp and fast Wuxiang of Fengshen Legs, and the exquisite moves and techniques of Qianjia Martial Arts, although they are all used by him. , but they are mutually exclusive.
The transformed frosty air is the carrier, and the fierce murderous intention is the bone. It is mysterious and impermanent, and has no sign of rapidity. If there is a murderous intention, it will kill people.
This is Qin Shuang's Tianshuang Art at this time!
The murderous intention arises only when the cold fog arises, and the mist and ice cut off life and death.
