The first level in the world.
Duan Lang stood at the foot of the mountain with his hands behind his back. The Duan family's most precious treasure was inserted next to him: the Fire Lin Sword.
"Master Lang! I have admired you for a long time." "Master Lang is elegant and handsome. He is really the leader of the younger generation in our world!" "Master Lang, he stood at the door in person to greet us. It is really hard. I It’s a shame to wait!”
Facing these representatives from the Jianghu sect who came to watch the battle, Duanlang mostly smiled slightly, and at most a few replied with a simple word with some impression: Yes.
Leader Chen of the Beggar Clan was immediately flattered: "Sir, the word 'um' means something meaningful, and also contains the hope of being persuasive. The most valuable thing is that it is clear and simple, and ordinary people can understand it at a glance.
Although this word is unremarkable, it contains the domineering power of the world and is full of the profound meaning of returning to nature. It is like an unparalleled strong man who once stood in the world. After experiencing prosperity, he looks down on the world, is eclectic, and is natural and unrestrained.
It's really wonderful! I admire you, I admire you! "
Duanlang:......
Everyone:......
shameless!
Duan Lang laughed loudly: "Come here, take Gang Leader Chen up the mountain and tell Hall Master Shuang that this is a distinguished guest of our Tianxia Association. Please take a seat!"
"yes!"
He doesn't have any special merits, except that he has a sharp eye and can tell who are the real heroes at a glance. It just so happened that Gang Leader Chen was the same type of person as him, so naturally he had to be treated well.
"Wushuang City, here!" Manager Douya shouted loudly.
After a while, with everyone watching, a girl in plain clothes came out, with picturesque features and cold eyes, and slowly walked up to Duan Lang.
Duan Lang smiled slightly: "Miss Mingyue, I don't know when Senior Sword Master will arrive."
"Uncle, he will definitely come today!"
"Then please." Duan Lang was very polite. According to Nie Feng's urine, this person might be his sister-in-law.
Mingyue glanced at him with beautiful eyes and went straight up the mountain without saying anything.
The most important thing today is revenge!
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The first floor in the world, the top of the mountain.
"Master, all the guests have arrived. Even the people from Wushuang City have come, but the Sword Master is nowhere to be seen. Could it be that he is afraid?" Qin Shuang asked.
Xiongba glanced at the guests sitting down with different expressions. But he is sure that only a small number of these people want to win.
The Sword Master is an excellent swordsman. Such a person will definitely not break the contract. There is only one possibility. He is waiting for the moment when he is impetuous and reveals his flaws.
"Don't worry about him, stop with silence!" Xiongba said in a deep voice, then closed his eyes and adjusted his breath.
He must face this battle in his strongest state, defeat the Sword Master, and achieve the great feat of being invincible in the world!
"yes!"
Qin Shuang hurriedly walked down the steps and continued to accommodate the guests, but her heart was also quietly raised. Ever since he could remember, he had never seen his master look like this. It seemed that the sword master really should not be underestimated.
I hope Master is fine!
…
Noon has long passed, and it is even evening. All the guests have arrived, but the most important sword master has not yet arrived.
Waiting is actually the most boring, anxious and boring thing. Of course, waiting also represents hope.
Duan Lang simply found a shady place to sit down and drank, ate and bragged with Le Ye, who rarely got up early today.
When brothers are together, a pot of wine and a stack of peanuts can last a whole day, not to mention the food and wine today are not bad.
Eat a feast, eat a feast.
"Master Le, who do you think will win today?" Duan Lang asked curiously.
Although whoever wins has little to do with him. If Xiongba wins, then he will still be the leader of Tenglong Hall, govern the south, and be a master. If the sword master wins, then he will directly rise up to avenge the gang leader, and he will still be the best.
Not a big problem.
And in some time, he is confident that he has a 100% chance of defeating the current tyrant. Wouldn't that mean he is number one in the world? I believe that my dead father will definitely be able to smile.
When the time comes, it will be a pleasure to marry her a hundred wives and have two hundred children.
Thinking of this, Duan Lang picked up a peanut that had fallen on the ground for less than three breaths. It was still clean and threw it into his mouth, full of expectation.
Maybe when you become the best in the world, you will feel lonely and cold? Just like Le Ye, he needs a beautiful and lovely girl to warm his cold and lonely heart.
"Meow~" the little yellow cat grinned.
Wouldn't it be boring if we knew everything too clearly?
"Hall Master, the Sword Master is here!" Douya came over to report, but he looked a little hesitant: "But there seems to be something wrong with his situation."
Duan Lang was startled, then stood up and came to the front of the building.
I saw an old man with white beard and hair coming up the stairs, it was the Sword Master. But its steps were staggering and its figure was swaying, and it was moving up the mountain step by step.
How can such a depleted old man still fight?
Walking forward, about to say hello, he directly met the sword master's eyes.
"Buzz!"
The sky suddenly became dark.
Dead silence, coldness, despair, and endless negative emotions suddenly filled his soul.
"Meow~"
A ray of sunlight instantly broke through the darkness, and Duan Lang suddenly woke up.
too strong!
The sword master turned his head slightly, looked at the little yellow cat curiously, took out a sword manual from his arms and handed it to Duan Lang, and then continued climbing, seeming to be whispering in his mouth.
"I...have to hold on!"
"I... want the world to see my sword master's peerless swordsmanship that is invincible in the world!"
"Wushuang City will never lose!"
.......
Duanlang stood in awe.
This is the admiration of a swordsman and a person who is going up the mountain to the strong man on the top of the mountain. After thinking for a while, he took out a Blood Bodhi from his arms.
"Senior, this is the blood bodhi, the most precious treasure in the world. It can heal injuries if there are injuries, adjust the breath and nourish the energy. It can also enhance the skill if there are no injuries."
As a loyal and loyal leader of the Tianxia Association, he believed that a hero like Xiong Ba would not want or like to face such an opponent who could not even lift a sword.
Presumably, even if Xiong Ba knew about this, he would be extremely grateful to him.
suddenly.
Dugu Sword Master's frail body paused, his eyes shining brightly.
boom!
The color of the sky and the earth changes, ghosts cry and gods howl.
A new sword master flew out of the old man's body with white beard and hair, but he no longer looked weak at all. He floated in the air and stood with his hands behind his back. The whole person has the aura of a god who looks down upon the world and is invincible in the world.
Nodding towards Duan Lang, the new sword master rushed to the top of the mountain in an instant.
His flesh and blood are weak, so he will fight with his soul!
At this moment, he finally understood what Wuming said, the peerless swordsmanship that only ordinary people can understand: Destroy the sky and destroy the earth, twenty-three swords!
Kill yourself, kill yourself, kill people, kill gods, kill demons, kill kill kill!
After a long time, Duan Lang came back to his senses and stared blankly at the aging body that was frozen in place.
"Le...Le Ye, has the sword master's soul left his body?"
Compared with other Jianghu people, Duanlang has various martial arts with strange names and infinite power provided by Le Ye, and his knowledge is naturally not bad. But if the soul leaves the body and travels to Beihai and Mu Cangwu, all of them are martial arts masters with unparalleled cultivation.
How did this Juggernaut do it?
The key point is that he has always believed that his strength is in the world, and he has the strength to fight against anyone, and even has a high probability of winning. But at that moment, he clearly felt that he was only a moment away from death.
too strong!
"Meow!" The little yellow cat was also deeply impressed.
The greatness of the human race is not only those endless ordinary people who are like ants in the dust, but more importantly, they continue to emerge one after another with extraordinary talents.
If you can do what ordinary people cannot, you are a great person!
"Master Le, do you think I can only be number one in the world when I'm numb?" Duan Lang suddenly began to doubt himself.
The little yellow cat calculated for a while, grinned, and it was self-evident.
It’s still early!
"Then where does my current strength rank in this world?"
He was suddenly curious. After all, having a target would make it easier to chase.
What people fear most is having no direction.
The little yellow cat raised its paw and started counting. After a while, it raised its second paw.
Duanlang:? ? ?
Am I such a bad person?
.......
The first floor in the world.
Xiong Ba, who had been waiting for a long time, suddenly relaxed as he looked at the setting sun outside.
The sword master dare not come! He won without a fight and became number one in the world?
Standing up, Xiong Ba humbly smiled at the people in the world: "Everyone, the time for the decisive battle has passed, and the sword master has not yet arrived. Besides, it is getting late, so I suggest that the decisive battle be postponed. Please rest first."
Everyone in the hall looked at each other, some even extremely frustrated. When will this mountain of world collapse fall?
Mingyue frowned and quietly retreated behind everyone.
Qin Shuang came out of the queue, first bowed respectfully to Xiongba, and then said loudly: "Everyone, the sword master is afraid of the power of my gang leader and does not dare to fight. As evidenced by the various sects present, Wushuang City will indeed be defeated without a fight.
I think that this decisive battle has been decided, so there is no need to fight again! "
Qin Shuang stood on the stage, with sharp eyes scanning the people in the audience.
Who agrees and who opposes?
Now that Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun are gone, from now on, he is truly the sole heir to the best gang in the world!
suddenly.
"Thank you for your waiting, Xiong Ba, suffer death!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the whole world suddenly stopped like water and ice. A sword light floated from outside the door, just like the Hao Sun setting in the sky, the light was endless. All the heroes in the world are like ants. In just a short moment, they were directly suppressed and unable to move.
Even Xiong Ba could only barely raise his hand to cover the dazzling sword light.
This is the real sword master!
As soon as this sword comes out, all living beings can be slaughtered, as if a god from heaven came to earth and decided life and death with the flip of his hands.
Xiongba's eyes widened and he tried to raise his hand.
Give me, move!
The sword light was getting closer, but he couldn't move at all. Could he just kill him with his neck?
Didn't Duan Lang receive the reception below? Could it be that that guy was lazy or betrayed the Tianxiahui? As a result, he was not prepared at all and could not even mobilize the true energy in his body.
"boom!"
The sword light directly hit the sea of consciousness between his eyebrows.
"Buzz!"
Xiong Ba's spirit perked up, as if something had been opened, and he instantly saw a different world.
Light, the sky and the earth are filled with vast and endless light; ripples, the essence of everything is all kinds of waves.
It turns out that this is the reality of everything.
"kill!"
The endless sword energy was raging in his spiritual world, his soul was gradually being worn away, and the brilliance in his eyes was getting weaker and weaker.
Xiong Ba suddenly realized.
He is going to die!
At this moment, what he hates is not that the sword master killed him, but that Duan Lang is unreliable!
…
At the bottom of the mountain, Old God Duanlang was sitting on the steps, doing his best to protect the sword master's physical body.
Although the sword master's soul disappeared in a flash, he still dutifully sent people up the mountain to inform the gang leader that the enemy had arrived.
And of course he was protecting the sword master's body to prevent it from being damaged, but the gang leader couldn't fight with all his heart and soul.
A subordinate who is as attentive and loyal as him is probably hard to find even if he holds a lantern now.
The little yellow cat nodded.
He believed it!
After all, Duan Lang was right. Now Xiongba misses him and the eighteen generations of Duan family's ancestors very much.
"Master Yun, walk slower, I can't catch up with you!" Kong Ci shouted at the bottom of the steps.
Bu Jingyun quickly rushed up, still wearing the same red cloak and wavy hair. Although Xiongba is his master, he is also his family-killing enemy, so he can only be killed by him!
Duan Lang raised his hand and twisted his mouth: "Bu Jingyun, the world will not welcome... outsiders!"
Bu Jingyun had a cold face and stretched out his hand to push: "Get out of the way! Otherwise, you will die!"
Since leaving Tianxiahui, he took a writing brush, scrawled three big characters, and randomly found a bank to mortgage a thousand taels of silver. The bank owner was immediately shocked. He was impressed by Bu Jingyun's virtue and took out his silver coins.
After that, he and Kong Ci bought a few slaves, took care of the former Huojiazhuang, and practiced martial arts hard.
Even while going out, I accidentally picked up the unparalleled Holy Spirit Sword Technique. Now its strength is no longer the same.
A small broken wave is vulnerable to a blow!
Duanlang looked at him in surprise. Now that he has left the Tianxiahui, his strength has not increased much, but he has become more pretentious.
However, he likes it.
He likes to attack those who think they have outstanding abilities.
"Buzz!"
As soon as his inner strength was displayed, Bu Jingyun was directly pushed back by the huge force.
"Yun, are you okay?" Kong Ci asked with concern.
"Get out of the way!" Bu Jingyun pushed her away and looked at Duan Lang fiercely.
What's so great about being lucky enough to get the Blood Bodhi? Today, he let Duan Lang know that in this world, it is not who has the most skill or who has the final say, but the battle power!
It just so happened that no one had come to sacrifice the Holy Spirit Sword Skill he had just acquired!
"Qiang!"
"Holy Spirit Sword Technique!"
Bu Jingyun roared, his body turned into sword light, and he directly bullied him.
Let this guy see what true talent and talent are.
Victory always depends on strength, not luck!
Duan Lang curled his lips, and his inner energy surged, and his true energy turned into wings, instantly protecting himself and the Sword Master.
"Dang Dang Dang~"
In an instant, hundreds of moves passed by. Bu Jingyun was panting and found that he couldn't do anything with this turtle shell.
"It's my turn!"
Duan Lang raised his hand, spread his wings behind him, and his feathers turned into infinite sword light and rushed directly towards Bu Jingyun in a strange formation and angle.
"Yun, be careful!"
"Dang Dang Dang~"
At the critical moment, facing this indestructible sword light, Bu Jingyun suddenly felt blessed and turned one sword into a thousand swords or ten thousand swords, but he blocked it forcefully.
"Yun, you are so awesome!" Kong Ci clapped his hands happily.
Duanlang:? ? ?
Is there any woman amazing? You even brought a cheerleader with you to the fight? He will definitely find one in two days!
Bu Jingyun retreated to the foot of the mountain and spurted out a mouthful of blood.
"puff!"
"What's your move?"
The more Duan Lang thought about it, the angrier he became, and he snorted coldly: "How about the dog-beating move? Isn't it cool?"
"You!" Bu Jingyun was so angry that he breathed out another mouthful of blood.
Blood Bodhi, Blood Bodhi, since Duan Lang can find it, he can also find it!
"Let's go!" Bu Jingyun turned around and left.
"Yun, aren't you going to take revenge?" Kong Ci asked with concern.
Bu Jingyun:......
He could still distinguish between giving away a person's head and taking revenge.
After a while.
"I'm Jianchen. I came here to pay homage to the mountain under my master's orders." Jianchen, dressed in white and looking very chic, came in a hurry.
Duanlang nodded and said very loyally:
"Young hero, you can just go up the mountain on your own. I also need to take care of the sword master's body to prevent Xiaoxiao from intruding and affecting our gang leader's ability to fight to his heart's content!"
Jian Chen:? ? ?
Just enjoy it, your gang leader is dead, do you know?
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