magic pupil evildoer

The empty hall does not have the sharp momentum of that day.

In the hall, there is a mess!

Those swords exuding different killing intents and swords with different spiritualities in the past have now been broken in two and lost their luster!

The entire hall seemed to have been looted.

But Liu Buping didn't believe it, the place was ransacked!

For a monk who has become a god with one and a half feet, who dares to loot this place, the only explanation is that it was made by the ghost sword god himself.

"So what happened?"

Liu Buping looked at the surrounding scene with a touch of apprehension, and walked towards the inner hall.

Coming to the gate of the inner hall, there are two more mechanism puppets, with two huge swords on their backs, and engraved on their chests: "Sword Soul Puppet!"

In the lines of these four characters, there is an extremely complicated formation, which is the core of the entire puppet.

If you don't have a strong divine sense, you will definitely not be able to detect the subtle spiritual energy flow inside, and you will definitely not be able to see the traces in this word.

Squeak!

The door of the hall opened, revealing the scene of the inner hall.

Liu Buping took a deep breath and walked into the interior.

There are no luxurious decorations, no gorgeous arrangements, everything seems like a thatched cottage inhabited by an old farmer in the countryside.

A table, a wooden bed, and a storage shelf.

Ghost Sword God was sitting cross-legged on the simple wooden bed, there was nothing on the bed except a wooden board and a soulwood sword box.

"Master!"

Liu Buping was terrified, folded his arms and respectfully said to Ghost Sword God, "Master!"

Ghost Sword God looked at Liu Buping with burning eyes, couldn't help sighing, and said excitedly: "I didn't expect you to comprehend the essence of the sword so quickly!"

"It's all thanks to Master's teaching, otherwise this disciple wouldn't be so fast!" Liu Buping couldn't help feeling a pain in his heart when he saw the slightly pale face of Ghost Sword God.

Such a person standing at the top of the world, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, who would know that the place where the ghost sword god lives is even inferior to the decorations in the earthen houses in the village.

There is only this gorgeous palace, but the inside is shabby.

It turned out that the swords outside were just decorations!

"Master, are you injured?" Liu Buping opened his pupils, and instantly discovered that Ghost Sword God was seriously injured, not only his soul, but also his body.

If not, Liu Buping might not be able to see the current situation of Ghost Sword.

Ghost Sword God looked at Liu Buping, took out the sword case beside him, stroked the ancient seal characters on the sword case, and said softly: "I practice swords at the age of three, kill people at the age of five, and pay attention to the subtleties at the age of ten! You can unite human and sword, and worship Wanjian God and Man as your teacher! I have been in the world all my life, although I have been working hard for Wuliang City, but I have not violated my heart of swordsmanship..."

Hearing the sighs of Ghost Sword God, Liu Buping felt that this old man was very much like his grandfather. When his grandfather broke his legs, he used to recite some of his past to him in frustration...

"Sigh! This day is not what it used to be! This sword as my master has been with me for at least 2000 years, and it is stained with countless blood, most of which is the blood of a master! Now I teach him to you, I hope you find A disciple, let him inherit my kendo mantle!" Ghost Sword God looked at Liu Buping and said.

Although he taught Liu Buping and accepted Liu Buping as his disciple, but Liu Buping's way of swordsmanship is not the same as his way, so he can't be regarded as his successor.

Hearing the words of Ghost Sword God, Liu Buping's heart moved, and he hurriedly asked, "Master, who is this?"

"Needless to say, let's take a look at my sword first!" With that said, Ghost Sword God gave the sword to Liu Buping.

Liu Buping took the sword and gently opened the sword case. Suddenly, a familiar aura came out from the sword, which actually contained the ghost sword master's lifelong understanding of the way of the sword.

"Master, you are..." Liu Buping's heart was shaken at the moment, the ghost sword god did not hesitate to hurt himself, but also integrated his own way and the insights of his life into the sword, and sent it to the successor. What?

Cultivated to the level of ghost sword and god man, he is already immortal, but he still has some scruples, so that he would rather seriously injure himself at this moment, and integrate what he has cultivated so hard into this sword.

This is tantamount to suicide!

Without these things, the ghost sword god man lost the sharpest sword, leaving only his cultivation base, but without his own sharp attack.

If someone wants to assassinate him, now is the best time.

This injury is the injury of the Tao, and it is also the injury of the soul, and it cannot be repaired overnight!

However, the artistic conception in this sword is a new way, a way of creation, which is based on the foundation of the predecessors, creating his own way, opening up his own way of the supreme swordsmanship!

"Ahem! I don't have much time, these few ### will follow in front of me!" Ghost Sword watched Liu Buping close his eyes slightly, and a crystal tear flowed from the corner of his eyes.

"Master! I think I can bring you a successor!" Liu Buping didn't notice the disappearance of Ghost Sword, but suddenly woke up from the sword intent, and suddenly said excitedly.

These words also made Ghost Sword God move, but he still couldn't get excited.

After all, Liu Buping didn't care about etiquette, he just said something, moved his body, and walked outside.

Below the crater, the arena battle was over, Murong Xue stood proudly on the arena, although traces of blood spilled from the corner of her mouth, she was still smiling.

"Unyielding brother, I am one step closer to you!"

After Murong Xue saw Liu Buping's ranking on the leaderboard, she began to follow her vigorously, and finally rushed here from among thousands of people, getting closer and closer to Liu Buping.

"Senior Sister Xue!" Liu Buping came straight to the arena, regardless of the astonishment of the people around, and said as he looked at Murong Xue who was about to step off the stage.

Murong Xue's body trembled, but she stopped the impulse in her heart, looked at Liu Buping with a slight smile, and said affectionately: "Yuntian!"

"Go! I'll take you somewhere!"

Saying that, Liu Buping didn't hesitate, grabbed Murong Xue's arm, moved his body, and walked towards the top of the crater.

The monks below couldn't help being shocked, this was the first time they saw the cold ring smiling at someone!

In the crowd, Bingling frowned, watching Liu Buping who was taking Murong Xue away, she clenched her fists tightly.

Not long after, Liu Buping brought Murong Xue to the palace, and after briefly introducing Ghost Sword's identity, he led Murong Xue into the inner room where Ghost Sword lived.

Looking at the simplicity of the inner room, Murong Xue was deeply shocked.

The moment Murong Xue entered the house, the ghost sword was attracted by Murong Xue, but the sword placed in the sword box on the table let out a brisk sword chant.

"This..." Murong Xue was attracted by the sword chant when she entered the door, she forgot everything, only the sword was left in her eyes, as if this sword was her own.

Liu Buping frowned, just as he was going to call Murong Xue, the ghost sword next to him said via voice transmission: "Leave her alone!"

Hearing the ghost sword with a touch of surprise in the voice, Liu Buping's heart slowly calmed down, and with a movement of his body, he came to the bed, put his hand on the ghost sword, and poured out a steady stream of spiritual and soul power sent into Ghost Sword's body.

"Master, let me help you repair your injury!" Liu Buping said while looking at the ghost sword.

Ghost Sword shook his head, moved his body, and got rid of Liu Buping, turned his head to look at Liu Buping, and said through voice transmission: "Boy, my life is about to perish, so don't waste it!"

"What? Why..." Liu Buping said incredulously, "Tell me who, I'll kill him for you!"

"Boy, you can do it if you want to! That person is not something you can deal with! This old man's life is not for others, but for the world! If you die, you will die, but it's a pity that this body's swordsmanship is good. Fortunately, today, You have found a successor for me, and I will die without regret!"

Ghost Sword God was determined to die, and although there was unwillingness in his voice, there was a sense of relief and gratitude.

Is it God?God is going to kill Master...

For the sake of the world, what is going on?

"Master..." Liu Buping was about to ask, but Ghost Sword God stopped his question.

As if he knew what Liu Buping would ask, Guijian Shenren sighed and said, "Don't ask anything! You will know when the time comes! Remember, don't reveal your identity!"

At this point, Liu Buping was shocked immediately. These words have already shown that the Ghost Sword God has discovered Liu Buping's identity. What does he mean by these words?Don't reveal your identity?Could it be that Ghost Sword God and Demon King Liu knew each other?

The questions one after another made Liu Buping stunned in place. He seemed to touch something, but he couldn't catch it!

At this moment, Murong Xue had already picked up the sword of Ghost Sword, and the sound of sword chant was transmitted continuously from inside the palace, all the way to the outside of the palace.

Rays of light flew out from the sword, floating towards Murong Xue's body.

Xuan'ao's comprehension of the way of the sword, as well as the theory of the sword, etc., the achievements of thousands of years of ghost sword transmission, all appeared in Murong Xue's mind this time.

In an instant, Murong Xue felt that she was much more stable, and her understanding of Tao was more profound, and she could hold the Tao of this world in her hands just by waving her hand.

Her aura is soaring crazily, and soon reached a critical point, and is still continuing to climb upwards. It seems that there will be a lot more to reach the peak.

hum!

The sound of the sword's cry resounded from the entire Wuliang City, startling many old guys who were cultivating, and everyone turned their eyes to the Palace of Ghost Sword.

Rays of brilliance shot up from Ghost Sword's palace, blocking the probing spirits one by one.

"The sword of the old ghost sword has not been blown for a long time, but this time..." The old man sitting cross-legged in a palace in Wuliang City couldn't help but look into the distance in shock, the light in his eyes showed a trace of unbearable, and there was an extremely complicated Emotions.

"It's a pity! If you can take that step, you will definitely not end up like this today! However, it's okay if you die, and I can accept the treasures in your palace openly!" Another middle-aged man in the palace The monk said with a hint of evil and regret.