The sea breeze blew by, carrying a faint fishy smell. At the same time, it also blew away the last remaining bloody sword light, and a lonely and regretful sigh seemed to be heard in the void.
The chilling aura that originally filled the world was also swept away.
At that time, the sea was vast and the sky was high, and the wind was gentle and the clouds were light. At a glance, one can't help but feel that the world is vast and the boredom has been swept away.
However, most of the originally towering cliff has collapsed, the rocks are broken, and sword marks are everywhere, indicating the fierce battle before.
The tip of Yu Liancheng's sword pointed diagonally at the ground, with a calm and calm expression. It seemed that the earth-shattering sword strike before had left him unable to move at all.
Only a red mark suddenly appeared between his eyebrows, and drops of blood overflowed and flowed down his forehead, making his whole person look a little more evil.
Facing the sword that was thrown by Swordsman Fuji with all his energy, even though Yu Liancheng's cultivation level was much better than that of the opponent, he still could not help but be hurt by a trace of the sword's intention.
To a certain extent, that sword strike was unprecedented and unprecedented. This is a move that heaven and earth cannot tolerate. Anyone who uses the sword will be devoured by the sword, just like Yan Shisan's fifteenth sword.
The wound from the sword didn't seem serious, but it was difficult to heal and the blood continued to bleed. Every drop of blood was Yu Liancheng's essence and blood. Every drop of it weakens his cultivation level.
The true energy in Yu Liancheng's body turned into a black and white fish, surrounding the wound of the sword's intention, constantly playing and chasing, and in the process, it continued to destroy the sword's intention.
He didn't know how long he stood on the rocks. Yu Liancheng finally let out a long breath, and the wound of divine will on his forehead disappeared and the wound healed.
In this process, Yuliancheng's gains were also huge.
Because the sword's previous blow was transformed by his soul, Yu Liancheng actually retrieved most of the memories from it. Not only did he have a better understanding of the ruthless and righteous sword technique, but he also had a complete understanding of the world in front of him. And clear understanding.
"Technology is rising, civilization is prospering. Humanity is flowing, and martial arts is declining. It turns out that I have come to this chaotic and interesting era."
Yu Liancheng gently rubbed the healed wound between his eyebrows and murmured to himself: "How can we not take a closer look at such an interesting world? What's more, on this big ship of the new era, there are many old ones. The remnants of the era are still standing. These remnants are all earth-shattering masters. It’s really exciting..."
Through the memory of Fuji in the sword, Yu Liancheng saw the splendor of the world in front of him. During the two industrial revolutions, science and technology developed rapidly, many novel things appeared, and martial arts declined.
In addition, although Swordsman Fuji has retired, he still pays close attention to the world's masters and knows many masters who stand on top of the world.
For example, the Fire Cloud Evil God, the Black Dragon Commander, the Rakshasa Cult Leader... these are top masters who are not afraid of bullets and bullets. No matter how the tide of the times washes away, they still cannot shake their status. As long as they are willing, they can become an army. Countries are also very afraid of such martial arts masters, lowering their posture and trying their best to win over them.
"And that mysterious old beggar..."
Another figure of a sloppy beggar appeared in Yu Liancheng's mind, with a slightly solemn expression.
In fact, Daozhong Fuji once traveled to the Central Plains once when he was a boy. At that time, he was still blind and met an old beggar selling martial arts secrets.
The old beggar was deceiving a little boy. Although he knew it was a fake, he was very bored, so he bought a book to pass the time.
The secret book is called "Blood Sword Magic", and it records a series of mental formulas. On the side of the mental skills, there are also pictures of villains dancing swords.
The little man in the picture has a rather strange posture, marked with red lines, which seems to be the route of the true energy.
At first, Sword Master didn't take it seriously, but when he combined the determination and patterns, he suddenly realized that this was actually a secret book of sword skills.
Although he may not be very clever, he can use his sword to deviate from the edge and kill with ruthless attacks. If he can integrate it with his own sword skills, he will definitely be able to reach a higher level. This has also become his seven-seven-forty-nine "Kill without mercy" style. one of the foundations.
But when Daozhong Fuji came to his senses, the old beggar had disappeared.
He finally understood that he had met an expert in the world of games, but it was a pity that he had met someone by chance. After that, no matter how he searched, he found no trace of the other party.
Later, Daozhong Fuji returned to Japan and accidentally read the old beggar's information in a book.
The experience recorded in the book is quite similar to his. Moyo was a Japanese master. He met an old beggar by chance in the Central Plains and bought a secret book from the old beggar. From then on, his martial arts improved by leaps and bounds and he became a great figure.
But the Japanese master became famous more than a hundred years ago and had already returned to the west, but the old beggar didn't seem to have changed much.
This has also become an unsolvable mystery in Daozhong Fuji's heart.
Are the two beggars played by different worldly masters, or are they a demonic figure who has lived for at least one or two hundred years and solved the mystery of death?
"The old beggar sells secret books, could it be him?"
When he chewed this memory carefully, Yu Liancheng showed a strange look on his face.
In this world, there is the "ultimate murderer" Huoyun Evil God, so there must also be Ah Xing, the Condor Heroes and... the old beggar who sold Ah Xing Tathagata's palm.
It would be interesting if it was really the old beggar.
Yu Liancheng remembered that the old beggar had many martial arts secrets, such as the Tathagata Divine Palm, the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, the Nine-Yang Divine Art, the Thousand-Armed Tathagata Palm...
"Perhaps as long as we find Ah Xing, we can find clues about the old beggar."
Yu Liancheng walked to the boulder with the motto of "No Twenty-Six Words in the Knife" on it.
Although this boulder was damaged in the previous battle, the sixteen characters on it remained intact.
Yu Liancheng waved his sleeves and pointed like a sword, and then he saw a line of profound handwriting emerging, the pen was flowing like a dragon and a snake, and the handwriting was elegant.
But it is: the outsider Yu Liancheng's defeated sword is the same.
He wants to use these ten words to fish out another master of swordsmanship.
After doing all this, Yu Liancheng's figure turned into a fleeting silhouette, walking on the vast ocean and heading east.
…
Half a month later.
"Ring... ring... ring..."
A crisp ringtone rang on the cliff, but for some reason, the ringtone carried a chilling tone, like the howl of the god of death, which made people shudder.
The ringing came from a pair of silver bells, which fell on the end of the handle of a long wooden knife carried by the lonely figure.
This lonely figure wore a Japanese warrior costume, which was relatively loose, but could not hide the majestic and surging murderous intent. Her messy hair fluttered like flames in the sunset, seeming to be burning.
"Old ghost, I'm here as promised. I'm here to get my knife, and I'm also here to take away your life." The person who came had a murderous look on his face, and his eyes were empty. He was actually a blind man, and he was the one who was the best in the knife. Disciple - invincible.
Of course his real name is not "Invincible".
But he lives for invincibility in this life, and he can die for invincibility. Apart from these two names, there is no other name that suits him better.
Twelve years ago, Wu Di was still blind and still had feelings. He believed that he was a master of martial arts, so he challenged Swordsman Fuji, but the result was a disastrous defeat, a disastrous defeat without any doubt.
Wu Di lost all hope and knelt down resolutely, leaving his sword behind, threatening to fight again in twelve years and never let the sword down.
Twelve years have passed, and Wu Di has embarked on the same path as his master, destroying his eyes, killing his wife, being ruthless and lonely, dedicating all his life to the way of the sword, and his sword skills have gradually become extraordinary. Refined and first-class.
"Old ghost?"
Wudi frowned, and he called several times, but he never heard the sound of the sword.
Although he is blind, he can see far more than most people in the world.
His body moved quickly, and he walked quickly, as if walking on flat ground. In a short time, he traveled across the entire cliff, and finally stood in front of the big rock.
Wudi stretched out his hand to touch the knife marks on the boulder. When he touched the last word "two" in the sixteenth word, the muscles on his face suddenly jumped: "This old ghost's sword skills are indeed better than before."
Then Wudi's palm touched the mark left by Yu Liancheng, and the expression on his face suddenly became excited and terrifying, and his body seemed to be trembling.
- Trembling with excitement.
"Yuliancheng? What a Yuliancheng, there is such a master in the world! Hahaha, it's really great."
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