The misery begins with the sinner

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Wu Zhenzhi's sword was close at hand. As his eyes moved around, he finally settled on the two people confronting each other not far away. More accurately, he landed on the figure in the unicorn mask.

In today's martial arts world, the only person who can dress up like this is the Lord of Fudo City - Tianhai Qilinxing.

The Fudo City was built to fight against the heroes of Jiulun Tianzhengdao. As its master, only Su, the number one martial artist in the martial arts world, has this ability.

The sword is close at hand, and he carries the holy sword of the three religions. He is involved in a murder case in the past. If he wants to clear away the suspicion and find out the truth, he also needs someone to guarantee him.

According to memory, it was Haozheng Wudao, the headquarters of the Confucian Mingde lineage, who cleared the suspicion for the sword being close at hand.

But if it develops according to its original form, the price it will have to pay will also be huge.

This is something that the sword that controls itself in advance cannot tolerate.

Today, only Su Huan really has such influence.

Moreover, in the face of the conspirators hiding in the dark, Jian Jianju also needs an opportunity and platform to establish his own righteous prestige.

There was another person next to Qilinxing, a figure in a light blue robe, with a chess bag hanging on his waist, and his identity was ready to be revealed.

He stepped lightly, followed his heart, and was behind Qilin Star in a blink of an eye.

Sensing a strange aura and realizing that they didn't recognize the person coming, the two people confronting each other looked at the sword at the same time.

"You two don't mind having one more person watching the battle!"

Qilin Xing did not answer, but looked at the sword close by. Seeing that the sword's intention was unfathomable, and there was a vaguely strong evil aura, Bu Jin secretly frowned.

The man in a light blue robe on the side smiled faintly and said: "It's okay. Your Excellency Guan has a strange face and is playing chess. This is the Qilin Star of Fudo City. I don't know the name of this friend." !”

"You are worthy of being the sage of chess. He is really extraordinary!" He held the sword close and smiled, with a cold light in his eyes. He said with a half-smile: "The skill of chess lies in the competition, or it can be said to be gambling. A small gamble is pleasant, a big gamble is pleasant. Injury to the body, there is no permanent victory in this world, I don’t know, have you ever lost in chess?”

These words were extremely provocative, and the silent Qilin Xing couldn't help but look at Qi Xie.

Faced with the stranger's provocation, Qi Xie frowned. While thinking about whether he knew this person, he looked at the cold and slightly murderous eyes and thought for a moment.

"I wonder if Qi Xie has ever offended a friend?"

Jian Jiuchan looked at the battlefield again and replied calmly: "Of course not!"

The speaker was unintentional but the listener was intentional. When Qilin Xing heard the words, his heart moved and he secretly memorized the sword close at hand.

Seeing that the atmosphere was tense, Qilinxing spoke to break the calm, "My friend, I don't know what you think of this victory or defeat?"

"Ha...!" He chuckled lightly, and slowly raised his right hand with the sword close at hand. The sword energy on his fingertips was hesitant, and he said slowly: "A duel that has already been scripted is not very interesting. I just hope that in the end, outsiders will It’s better not to take action!”

Qi Xie looked at the pure sword energy and the blood evil energy faintly emanating from the body of the sword, and was surprised at the strength of the sword.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that there is a huge gap in strength between the two in the field, making it easy for Feng Zhihen to win.

Now that the sword is so close, Qi Xie couldn't help but ask: "What if someone intervenes?"

"I will take action! But if this is the case, the Ghost Swordsman will not survive!"

To show his attitude, he naturally said it to Qilin Xing. Jian Jiuchi now needs someone to endorse him, and he also needs to establish his authority.

Looking back at Qilin Star, he continued: "A fair competition is more suitable for a duel between strong men!"

As he spoke, the critical moment had arrived on the battlefield.

The Wind Mark sword technique not only focuses on speed, but also on power.

Although the ghost swordsman has good swordsmanship, he is very unpredictable.

But he was still too young. He first competed with Feng Zhihen in speed and fell behind.

The mood was in chaos, and defeat was already doomed.

Just when Feng Zhihen was about to kill his opponent with one sword and end the battle.

Suddenly, a sword energy broke through the air and flew into the battlefield. Before the ghost sword wielder could react, he was pierced by a sword and killed instantly.

A sword strike without warning, Feng Zhihen saw it and immediately stopped his hand.

At the same time, the sword was close at hand and the fingertips flicked, and the sword energy cut through the sky like a rainbow. The ghost swordsman who had just been killed by the sword was instantly turned into ashes under this sword.

The sudden change caused everyone present to look sideways.

"You two! It seems I have to explain myself!"

With a faint smile, the sword turned into sword light and appeared next to Feng Zhihen.

At this time, a figure was seen coming to the field.

"Sword Master Feng intervenes in other people's fights, which is not the behavior of a swordsman!"

The sword was close at hand and he took the lead in attacking, looking at Tan Xiqi with piercing eyes, looking eager to try.

The fight was interrupted, and Feng Zhihen looked at the two of them coldly, waiting for their explanation.

Tan Xiqi was angry in his heart, looked at the person in front of him angrily, and said coldly: "It's easy to die, your action would be too much!"

"Swordsmen fight with the swords in their hands, not with conspiracy! If Sword Master wants to avenge him, I will accompany him! However, just now, Your Excellency intervened in the fight and killed him. Everyone present saw it. He was dead. People are so angry? Could it be that your sword was not meant to kill people, but to save people? "

The accident happened so suddenly. Even the nearest Wind Trace couldn't see clearly what the Ghost Swordsman was like. Now there are no bones left, and there is no evidence of his death, so there is no need to leave him behind.

Putting away the sword in his hand, Feng Zhihen turned around and was about to leave, but heard the sword close at hand and said: "There are countless ways to bring the dead back to life. I just used the sword to ensure the fairness of the duel and prevent the defeated and dead from crawling out of hell. That’s all.

Moreover, if Sword Master Feng doesn’t take action, I won’t take action either! The Qilin Star of Fudo City can testify to this matter! "

Tan Xiqi couldn't express the pain at this moment, so he looked at the direction where the sword came from just now, and saw that the Qilin Star was indeed there.

Combined with the origin of the Wind Mark, almost instantly, all the major forces present drew their swords close to the Fudo City side.

Feeling angry, seeing this, Tan Xiqi looked at the sword close at hand, and said with a stern look: "This man is an old acquaintance of mine. Since you destroyed his body, the relationship has been forged. Do you dare to compete with me?" how?"

During his development, Tan Xiqi was rich in theoretical knowledge, but unfortunately his heart was as high as the sky and his life was as thin as paper. In the end, he was easily killed by a sword that was close at hand.

Now that he has proposed a duel, how can he refuse when the sword is so close?

Many people in the previous life said that it was only with the power of the holy sword that the sword was close enough to kill Tan Xiqi. Now that he was in a difficult situation, he naturally wanted to prove it to the world.

"Why not!"

As soon as the words fell to the ground, the sword was close at hand, and a sword intent that destroyed the world suddenly rose up around him, breaking through the sky, and the nine heavens were suddenly covered with dark clouds, lightning and thunder.

After seeing such a method, Tan Xiqi immediately put away his contempt, his face became solemn, and he also burst out with endless sword intent.

One learns from heaven and earth, understands the natural principles of swordsmanship, and embraces all things.

One, thousands of swords are united into one, the sword of killing that is transformed into blood and darkness is simple and powerful.

When the two sword intents collided, two sword energies condensed and exploded.

The entire place was filled with rocks and clouds, and the sky collapsed in an instant. Amid the smoke and dust, only strange and cold words could be heard.

"Fifteen days later, there is no return!"

At the same time, the sword was close at hand and responded: "It not only distinguishes superiority from inferiority, but also determines life and death!"

When the smoke and dust cleared, the two people were no longer visible in the field, and the traces of the wind also disappeared without a trace.

Seeing that the duel was getting more and more intense, all the major forces present slowly left, looking forward to the duel in fifteen days.

(End of this chapter)