King Quan Fugui with bare hands and King Quan Fugui standing with a sword are like two completely different people.
It's like a weak, sick cat suddenly turned into a roaring tiger in the mountains and forests. It's not a creature of another dimension at all!
"..."
Because of this, in the beginning, the disciples of Wang Quan, headed by Wang Quan Hegemony, always maintained a calmness, a kind of calmness as strong men and superiors.
But they never thought that at this moment, seeing this scene in front of them, their hearts would actually tremble.
"…………"
Wang Quan Fugui smiled calmly while holding the sword, and his spiritual power circulated. Countless sword energies suddenly appeared behind him, layer upon layer, endless.
Countless sword lights illuminated in front of his eyes, and then sharp sword energy filled the surroundings instantly.
In just two short breaths, the dense sword energy fell down, covering the entire Wangquan Villa.
The falling sword energy turned into sword threads in mid-air. Each sword thread was like a sharp sword. Although it was as thin as an ox hair and a needle, it was so sharp that nothing could be broken or indestructible.
In front of these royal disciples, strands of sword threads formed a rain of swords, which spread quickly and fell on them with lightning speed!
A sword turns into sword silk, and the sword rain falls. It hurts but does not kill, and can be retracted and released freely.
The sound of swords clashing with gold and iron resounded on the spot. With one blow, the royal disciples in front of them were instantly knocked away.
"..."
"Rich!!"
In his arms, a trembling voice came clearly from a ringing sound.
Wang Quan Fugui heard the words and looked into his arms, only to see Qingtong lying weakly in his arms.
She just leaned on her strong chest and stared blankly at the royal power and wealth in front of her.
For a moment, I felt that this lover, who had always been cold in the past, was so strange, full of the powerful charm of a swordsman and a master of the world, which made him stunned at first glance.
The strong wind swept across, and Wang Quan Fugui held the "Yuanli" sword in his right hand, standing tall and straight, and the shadow of the old man was drawn out in the sunlight.
A man with a slightly raised eyebrow and eyes as bright as stars, with a unique charm, just stood there quietly...
That figure was so impressive that it was impossible to forget.
"…………"
However, this atmosphere was broken by a cry of death before it lasted for a few breaths!
"Kill! Kill! Kill!!!"
"Kill this traitor!"
From all directions, countless disciples of King Quan, holding sharp swords, rushed towards King Quan Wealth, and behind there was King Quan Hegemony holding King Quan Sword, hiding and hiding!
"…………"
On the other side of the royal power, wealth and honor, the independent figure holding a sword in the wind is like Mount Tai facing the mountains. All the mountains are small, but he has the arrogance and unparalleled style of a peerless swordsman.
How could he be worthy of the pinnacle of swordsmanship?
My sword is the first, and all the heroes in the world are fighting for the second!
Sword cultivators have their own sharp edges. This is the most realistic portrayal of sword cultivators.
Every sword cultivator who enters Taoism has a kind of aloof and cold heart!
The sky is like this, the king's power and wealth are like this.
The same was true for the former royal hegemony.
Sword cultivators who have truly gone very far on the path of sword cultivation will gradually become the same as the sword.
The sound of sword chanting resounded throughout the world.
Immediately, a sharp white sword light illuminated the sky and the earth, and the sword energy rose vertically and horizontally into the sky.
That sword light and sword energy all come from Yuan Li's "Immortal Sword!"
"Yuanli" the fairy sword was unsheathed, and the sword energy soared into the sky.
The sword energy stretches across thirty thousand miles, and the light of one sword chills fourteen continents.
"Yuanli" the fairy sword is in hand, and the king, power, wealth and nobles wield the sword skills to exert the boundless edge of the sword.
The moment the earth-shattering sword roar rang out, the sky in Wangquan Villa suddenly turned white, and a dazzling sword light illuminated all directions in an instant!
Under the shroud of this sword light, everyone involuntarily closed their eyes.
At that moment, he looked like a real swordsman, with a sword that was unparalleled.
"…………"
The king's power, wealth, and honor were guided by the heart of the sword, and turned into a peerless sword of the heart that started from the heart and was born from the heart. A single thought was born in the heart, and the soul was used as the sword.
The king, power and wealth who have entered this realm are already one of the strongest people in the human race in the world!
"Sword rises!"
The sound of sword chants swayed, and the entire body of King Quan Fugui turned into a peerless sword that reached the heaven and earth.
"Sword falls!"
The sword rose and fell. It was as short as a moment, but it seemed like a reincarnation had passed.
Almost at the same moment, the disciples of Wang Quan, led by Wang Quan Hegemony, had a bad premonition in their hearts.
"Run, run quickly."
"Quick, run quickly. If you return it, you will live. If you don't, you will die."
Someone shouted, and the surrounding area immediately became noisy.
At this moment, these royal disciples could no longer maintain their formation, one after another, scrambling to escape, fearing that they would die under this peerless sword move!
Only King Quan Hegemony held the King Quan Sword and faced him head-on!
"…………"
The strong wind stirred, "Yuanli" the fairy sword and the king's sword continued to collide, and countless wonderful and top-notch sword moves were displayed in the hands of the father and son, king of hegemony and king of wealth.
The two fought quickly, exchanging dozens of moves in just a few moments.
Royal power and hegemony versus royal power and wealth!
The two strongest swordsmen in the world today.
One is the King Quan Hegemony, the head of the Wang Quan family who once defeated all the heroes, and the other is the ultimate soldier of the former Yiqi Dao Alliance!
When the two collide, special moves will appear frequently.
This pair of father and son seemed to be born to be rivals.
The outcome of the conflict is either a broken spear or a broken shield.
"…………"
King Quan Hegemony looked at his son who was fighting for his life for love, and an unspeakable emotion surged in his chest, and he couldn't help but feel unhappy.
How many years have passed? Ever since he returned from outside the circle and his sword heart was broken, he has never felt this kind of passionate feeling.
Especially after Huaizhu's death, there was only loneliness, silent loneliness in the life of King Quan Hegemony.
This loneliness seems to penetrate deep into the soul and bone marrow.
Invisibly, his sword was stained with rust and put on shackles.
"..."
Everyone thought that he retired from the world because of his old age and never took action easily. But who knew that what really locked him was the loss of both friendship and love.
The heart of the sword is broken and the sword is covered in dust. It is guilt, and more importantly, helplessness and loneliness.
The cold light is three feet long, what's the use of using it again? What's the use of keeping an unguarded sword? It is better to leave it than to forget it.
As the two swords clashed, Wang Quan Fugui seemed to see a completely different person from the past through the eyes of his father, Wang Quan Fugui.
Wang Quan Fugui saw his father, with decades of loneliness and helplessness hidden deep in his bones.
When he was young, he became famous with his sword and traveled with a group of talented friends...
In the test of the sword, all the heroes in the world are restrained by it, and no one can beat it...
However, a group of people outside the circle were not aware of it. Thirteen friends left and two of them came back sadly. They also heard that something was going on in their lover's family, so they took on the role of head of the family and fought hard against powerful enemies out of love.
Things were back on track, but Huaizhu died in order to give birth to his son. His fate was miserable, and he was helpless. How sad, how unfair his fate was!
"…………"
From the look in his father Wang Quan's hegemonic eyes, Wang Quan Fugui clearly felt the twists and turns of his father's life.
The splendor of a young man becoming famous, the invincible elegance of a sword, the death of his friends and his beloved wife, the inexplicable sadness and helplessness of heartbreak, and the sadness of being unable to wield a sharp sword.
The life of King Quan Hegemony can only be described in eight words.
Success is the king's power, failure is the king's power.
"…………"
Looking back, Wang Quanfugui sighed and said, "Father, please let me go. I really don't like this place!"
"A place like this is too cold and heartless."
"…………"
"That's all, that's all. If you want to leave, just go..."
"
After hearing the words of his son Wang Quan Fugui, Wang Quan Hegemony seemed to wake up from the memories just now.
The corner of his mouth was muttering something softly, and deep in the look in the corner of his eyes was an indescribable sense of vicissitudes of life.
As people get older, they just like to recall the past.
How many years? I can’t even remember.
"If one day, Gui'er wants to leave, please let him go..."
The words Dongfang Huaizhu, his beloved wife, echoed in his heart at this moment.
ten years? Twenty years...
The past is like a dream, I can’t go back!
Oriental Huaizhu? My beloved wife!
"Hey!" A lifetime of persistence and a lifetime of hard work finally turned into a silent sigh in the heart of King Quan Hegemony.
The sword of the king's hegemony is difficult to understand, just like his life, which seems aloof and proud, but also full of sadness.
In the end, Wang Quan Hegemony chose to respect his son and got out of the way, allowing Wang Quan Fugui and Qingtong to leave Wang Quan Villa.
"…………"
Tushan Rongrong and Yang Jian looked at this scene and sighed.
"…………"
After this incident passed, the circle was quiet for a while until a few years later.
"..."
A few years later, Tushan's peace was once again broken.
In recent years, many Taoist priests from the Yiqi Dao Alliance died tragically at the mouth of the fox demon. As the leader of the Yiqi Dao Alliance, Dongfang Yueyu, under pressure from all parties, had no choice but to go to Tushan to find the current demon alliance. The master, Tushan Honghong confronts.
The real main plot of the world of Fox Fairy Matchmaker is about to begin.
The emotional twists and turns of the enemies Dongfang Yueyue and Tushan Honghong are a hundred times more complicated than those between Kudo Shinichi and Xiaolan.
Here, Yang Jian, who was helping Tushan Rongrong expand the library, immediately put down the books in his hands, shook his head and said after hearing the news that Dongfang returned to Tushan at the beginning of the month.
"The bad relationship between Tushan Honghong and Dongfang Yueyu is finally about to officially begin.
After Tushan Rongrong heard Yang Jian's words, she was a little puzzled at first, and then she couldn't help but asked worriedly.
"This guy Dongfang Yueyu, if he suddenly comes back this time, he won't cause anything, right?"
It can be said that Tushan Rongrong knows quite a bit about the personality of his sister and Dongfang Yue Yue.
If there is a misunderstanding between two people who are both tough-talking, it will still be very worrying...
Therefore, at this moment, she felt a faint uneasiness in her heart, as if something bad would happen next.
