Zongwu: Our Rivers and Lakes

Chapter 79
"If I don't get rid of this magical power, I'm afraid these old monks will really fight for their lives and won't let me go."

Wuxin was silent for a while, and said slowly, "Dajue is one of the old monk's old friends after all, and the little monk doesn't want him to die after all."

"You have a kind heart..."

Xiao Se let out a long sigh, hesitated for a moment, and said, "The secret technique you used just now is called "Compassion for Heaven and Mercy"?"

"how?"

"The name is well chosen this time."

Wuxin smiled and nodded, suddenly felt a murderous aura advancing inch by inch, which meant that no one in the world could be killed, suddenly felt surprised, and looked at Long Peng.

Long Peng's eyes were not disturbed, and he said calmly, "It's not me, don't look at me."

Wuxin was startled slightly, and smiled, "It's my fault, my fault..."

"Then who is he looking for?"

"At first they came to look for me, but now...you can't tell..."

"Oh……"

Wuxin was a little surprised, looking at the stone ladder going up the mountain.

"Nephew Wuxin."

Dajue approached slowly, Lei Wujie immediately stepped forward to stop him, "Zhan Master Dajue, what do you want to do!"

Wuxin pressed Lei Wujie's outstretched hand, and walked forward slowly, "Master Dajue."

Dajue was silent for a long time, clasped his hands together, and performed the Buddhist ceremony, "Thank you, nephew, for being merciful..."

Wuxin smiled slightly, "It's good that Master Dajue doesn't blame the little monk."

Dajue opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything. He sighed and turned away with his six juniors.

……

Long Peng raised his eyes and said indifferently, "Why, the two disciples from Xueyue City want to attack me."

"Humph!"

"Thousands of falls."

Tang Lian held back Sikong Qianluo, who was about to move, "You don't want to do anything until your injury is healed."

"It seems that the people of Jiulong Temple have lost!"

But I saw more than ten people floating and falling to the top of the mountain, blocking the way of Wuxin and others.

"The people from Wushuang City are here?"

"Who are you?"

The leader was holding a silver spear in his hand. His name was Lu Yuzhai. He was the senior brother of Wushuang City's disciples. He stared at Long Peng and said coldly, "Since you have heard the name of our Wushuang City, , still not retreating."

With no expression on his face, Long Peng said calmly, "I'll take care of this little monk, you can leave now."

"Your Excellency's tone is too loud, isn't it?"

call--

A gust of wind picked up, and the dragon pendant suddenly appeared in front of Lu Yudi, and took a palm towards his face.

"Yun Shuo, go!"

Hearing the sound of piercing through the air, a long sword came suddenly.

""Sword Control"..."

Long Peng's whole body was full of true energy, he firmly blocked the killing sword, looked up at the young man sitting firmly on the stone pillar, "You are Wushuang of Wushuang City under heaven."

"Who are you? How do you know my name?"

"It does not matter……"

Long Peng shook his head and said, "I am very interested in your "Sword Control", can you teach me?"

Wushuang scratched his head and smiled, "Okay, I think you are good at martial arts, if you learn it, we can also learn the way of swordsmanship."

"Unparalleled!"

Lu Yudi yelled loudly, hating that iron cannot become steel, "What are you talking about? How can you teach outsiders the martial arts of our Wushuang City?"

"Oh……"

Wushuang suddenly realized, and showed his big white teeth with a smirk, "This friend whose name I don't know, our Wushuang city's martial arts can't be spread to the outside world, I'm sorry."

"Is that so..."

Long Peng nodded thoughtfully, his eyes flickered with purple light, his voice was gentle and soft, and he said persuasively, "Then, can you recite the heart formula of "Royal Sword Technique"?"

"Why are you so sleepy all of a sudden?"

Wushuang yawned, eyes sleepy, "By the way, what did you just say? I didn't hear clearly..."

"nothing……"

Long Peng snorted, closed his eyes for a few breaths, and turned to look behind him.

"what……"

Wushuang suddenly woke up, staring at the mountain road up the mountain, "It's this sword intent again."

sunset.

Perhaps it was because of the top of the mountain that the gentle spring breeze was also tainted with a bit of bleakness, an inexplicable coldness.

Facing the evening wind and falling leaves, a swordsman came to the top of the mountain.

He was dressed in black, holding a pitch-black long sword, with a terrifying skull tattooed on his face, and a death-like black aura shrouded his whole body.

Just like the evil spirits in hell, but also like the fierce demons in the world.

quiet--

The mountain was silent, deathly silent.

Seeing his outfit, Lei Wujie stammered and asked, "Xiao...Xiao Se...Is he human..."

Xiao Se suddenly felt a little cold, and tightened his sleeves, "I can breathe, so I should still be human."

heard.

Lei Wujie breathed a sigh of relief, "Then who is he? What is he here for?"

"Wrapped in black, holding a black sword, with skull tattoos on his face, he looks like a demon.

It should be Yan Shisan, one of the most outstanding assassins of the younger generation in Daming.

It is said that this person is obsessed with swords and loves swords like his life. He is known as a sword demon in the world. In order to perfect his "Thirteen Swords of Death", he has killed more people than you have ever seen. "

Lei Wujie swallowed his saliva, "He...who is he looking for?"

"Do you know how much Long Peng's reward is on the black market?"

Lei Wujie froze for a moment, wondering why Xiao Se suddenly mentioned this, and asked curiously, "How much?"

Xiao Se revealed his thoughts, and said slowly, "In the beginning, it was 1 taels of gold, at the end of last year it was 3 taels of gold, and at the beginning of this year it was 7 taels of gold. The organization's must-kill list, I heard that Anhe has noticed him, and it is estimated that he will have a hard time in the future."

Lei Wujie was stunned in shock, "Two... 20 taels of gold?"

"There seems to be more captures alive, and there are some miscellaneous martial arts, secret techniques, house treasures, etc., I didn't count them."

Lei Wujie opened his mouth and looked at Long Peng's eyes, as if he was looking at a golden mountain.

"Mr. Long is so valuable..."

"Close your mouth, the saliva is coming out." Xiao Se said disgustedly.

"So, this Yan Shisan came to see Mr. Long?"

Xiao Se's eyes were closed, and he glanced at Wushuang who was smirking over there, "Maybe, but it's more likely that he was looking for that kid."

Clang——

Yan Shisan put the scabbard on the ground, stood proudly, and said coldly, "Which one of you is a master with a sword!"

"who are you?"

Wushuang plucked his ears, grinned his big white teeth and asked.

"Um……"

Yan Shisan asked the prestige and frowned, "A child...that's..."

"Peerless Sword Box!"

Yan Shisan's pupils shrank slightly, and the hand on the hilt trembled slightly, as if excited, but when he saw Wushuang smirking, he frowned, "Boy, are you using this Wushuang sword case?"

"I'm using it, what's wrong?"

Wushuang was full of doubts, "And uncle, how long has it been since you took a shower? I smell something."

"Uncle? A smell?"

Yan Shisan's expression froze, he only heard the sound of "choking—" and a long sword as dark as night appeared, "Let's take out the sword."

Before the sword came out, the murderous intent had already appeared, piercing people's bones.

(End of this chapter)