Burning Heaven Sword God

Chapter 384

"It's really unexpected that the Heavenly King, God, and Outer Lord, who haven't been born for many years, will participate in this competition for the Nether Tomb. I'm afraid that Lin Feng's chance of entering the Nether Tomb this time is not great!"

The Demon Emperor smiled, Lin Feng was unable to enter the Nether Tomb, the Demon Emperor was really happy in his heart.

"Lin Feng, what is it? It's just rubbish!"

Suddenly, a bright shout fell from the sky.

Afterwards, Bai Wu and the others looked at the speaker, their expressions changed in surprise, Bai Wu felt a chill in his heart, and secretly said: "Why is he also here?"

The elder's face turned pale, he looked at the person in front of him, and said coldly: "He Wushuang is here too."

Heaven and earth are alone, and cranes are unparalleled.

According to legend, Daoist Wuwu once took in an apprentice named He Wushuang before he hid in the world.

He Wushuang is very old, but he has a very handsome face of a young generation.That is to say, this old immortal named He Wushuang is the direct disciple of Daoist Wuwu and the only disciple of Daoist Wuwu.

One can imagine the strength of Daoist Void, although he lost to the Devil Emperor, judging from the fact that he was able to enter the Nether Tomb, Daoist Niuwu still has the strength to rival the immortals, but he was born at an untimely time and failed to enter the ranks of immortals .

He Wushuang, as the only disciple of Daoist Wuwu, has already mastered many forbidden methods of Daoist Wuwu, coupled with his talent and intelligence, and has practiced swords for many years, his strength has long been incalculable.

He Wushuang hasn't shown his face since the real person of nothingness disappeared from the world, and has been practicing in the wild and wandering around.

Now, He Wushuang was born suddenly, and his purpose is also very obvious, which is to come for the Nether Tomb.

"Hmph, what is Lin Feng? I've never heard of it. Even Dugu Qiubai is nothing more than rubbish in my eyes." He Wushuang floated in the sky, sneered a few times, and said slowly.

"He Wushuang, if you talk like this, you're really not afraid of slipping your tongue."

The Great Elder smiled cohesively, and at the same time he was a little timid, the Great Elder still couldn't accept, He Wushuang said insultingly to Dugu Qiubai.

"roll!"

He Wushuang grimaced and roared coldly.

The words fell, but in an instant, a powerful sword intent shot out from between He Wushuang's brows, killing the Great Elder.

Bang!
The Great Elder is only at the Zhoutian Realm, how can he be against a monk like He Wushuang.

It was just a sword intent between He Wushuang's eyebrows that forced the Great Elder back a few meters, and the Great Elder was thrown flying out fiercely.

"die."

He Wushuang's apprenticeship is that of Master Niu Wu, and his insidious and cunning level is indistinguishable from that of Master Niu Wu.

The Great Elder was sent several meters away by He Wu's double-click, his face turned pale, and the corners of his mouth were stained red with blood.

He Wushuang didn't wait for the Great Elder to react, he attacked his body, the speed was as fast as lightning, stepped out, a powerful air wave was set off by He Wushuang's foot, and hit the Great Elder's body directly.

retreat!

There was a clear and clear voice, and when the voice fell, a thin and short figure appeared in front of the Great Elder.

The figure was very short, but at this moment, standing in front of the Great Elder, he used his short body to protect the Great Elder alone, helping the Great Elder to avoid this disaster.

"Are you alright!"

Dugu Qiubai turned around and smiled slightly. Compared with before, Dugu Qiubai was much calmer. He smiled quietly, looked at the Great Elder calmly, turned around and glanced at Bai Wu with a smile, and said.

"Seeking defeat, you are finally back."

The Great Elder was very excited, with tears in his eyes, and said.

With a puff, the Great Elder spat out a few mouthfuls of blood.At this time, blood was continuously surging in the chest of the great elder.

If Dugu Qiubai hadn't appeared in time, He Wushuang's previous step would have definitely crushed the Great Elder.

"It's been three months, and I, Dugu Qiubai, have returned."

Dugu Qiubai roared a few times and shouted, not to mention how excited he was.

Dugu Qiubai followed the old man Tianxuan to practice in Tianxuan Immortal Palace.

During these three months of cultivation, Dugu Qiubai lived a very hard life and cultivated very hard, which made Dugu Qiubai fully understand that his past cultivation was simply a kind of enjoyment.

Every day, 810 dan of weak water are transported. Besides, [-] swords are stabbed, [-] swords are chopped, and [-] swords are blocked.In other words, Dugu Qiubai needs to use his sword [-] times a day. During these three months, Dugu Qiubai used his sword [-] million times in total.

More than 800 million sword strikes made Dugu Qiubai deeply understand how difficult it is to strike a sword.

The daily practice is so heavy, at the beginning, Dugu Qiubai was unbearable, but after the practice, Dugu Qiubai could not stand up at all, as if his muscles and bones were being pricked by needles.

But the old man Tianxuan didn't say much, he could only say, "The map of Zhutian is a hundred times more difficult than here."

After hearing these words, Dugu Qiubai let out an angry roar, gritted his teeth fiercely, forced himself to stand up again, drew out his sword, and stabbed the sword.

Dugu Qiubai knew clearly that Lin Feng was taken to practice in the Tianzhu map, and the Tianzhu map is a legendary existence. Naturally, one can imagine how difficult it is to practice in the Tianzhu map.

Lin Feng can persevere, so why can't he persevere when Dugu seeks defeat?
Can not give up!Never give up.

Dugu Qiubai always tells himself that he must never give up.

With [-] swords per day, over time, Dugu Qiubai got used to using swords, and regarded stabbing swords as a daily behavior.

After three months of training, Dugu Qiubai no longer easily draws his sword.

Dugu Qiubai, who has drawn his sword more than 800 million times, has already comprehended the extremely profound meaning of the sword. If he does not use the sword, he will see blood.

"Even if you come back, you're still trash."

He Wushuang smiled calmly, with a very sarcastic voice, and continued: "Most of the Sword Spirit Clan are sword cultivators. You who have transformed your souls into sword souls, your sword intent is far less than half as strong as mine. Say, you Sword Spirit Clan What are monks if they are not rubbish?"

"Elder, master, I miss you so much." Dugu Qiubai said with a grin.

After being away for three months, every day feels like years, as if being separated for 90 years, Dugu Qiubai misses Bai Wu and others very much.

To what He Wushuang said, Dugu Qiubai didn't care at all, or in other words, he didn't take He Wushuang in front of him seriously at all.

"See, Dugu Qiubai doesn't take the generation of Tianjiao He Wushuang seriously at all, and now he doesn't even bother to answer his words."

"Hey, He Wushuang is the past after all. A generation of arrogances, each leading the coquettish for tens of thousands of years, and today's He Wushuang, in the eyes of Dugu Qiubai, may have long been nothing."

Standing at the peak of Dongshan Mountain, many monks looked at the scene where Dugu Qiubai refuted He Wushuang's face, and couldn't help laughing sarcastically, talking to each other.

"It seems that you don't take me seriously at all."

He Wushuang's eyes were sharp, locked tightly on Dugu Qiubai's body, He Wushuang gritted his teeth fiercely, he clenched his fist subconsciously, and said in a cold voice.

"Grand Elder, you are injured, you should go to the side to rest quickly! I'll go and clean up that blah trash, and then I'll chat with you again."

Dugu Qiubai was smiling, extremely indifferent, he half-closed his eyes, looked at He Wushuang, and said with a smile.

blah blah garbage?
Obviously, Dugu Qiubai is referring to He Wushuang.

In the eyes of Dugu Qiubai, He Wushuang is no different from garbage.

In the past, maybe Dugu Qiubai didn't dare to offend a sword repairer of He Wushuang's level, but now, Dugu Qiubai has changed, become more rampant, and become more ostentatious.

But who knew that under the arrogance and publicity of Dugu Qiubai, it was a display of strength!

"you wanna die."

He Wushuang's expression changed in surprise, and he roared coldly, "I'm going to skin you alive."

He Wushuang couldn't believe it, the person in front of him would be Dugu seeking defeat, and he dared to offend him again and again, as if he was looking for death.At this time, He Wushuang's heart was on fire, and he wished he could kill Dugu Qiubai immediately.

"Oh!"

Dugu Qiubai yawned and nodded contemptuously.

"die."

As the words fell, He Wushuang's expression was fierce, and he urged himself to move, a powerful sword intent loomed behind him, piercing Dugu Qiubai's head.

"Holy sword and sword soul, mysterious sword technique!"

Dugu Qiubai smiled happily, and secretly said: "It's just in time."

As soon as the mysterious sword technique came out, the color of the sky and the earth changed suddenly, and the originally bright day suddenly became a little dark.

"This is... the supreme sword technique of the Tianxuan Immortal Palace's town hall envoy."

He Wushuang's expression changed in surprise, and he wanted to retreat, but it was too late, after Dugu Qiubai, the sword soul resolutely cut down and pierced through He Wushuang's body.

Perhaps, until his death, He Wushuang was split in half by the sword, and he still couldn't figure out how Dugu Qiubai could learn the sword technique of the Xiandian Town Hall Envoy.

　PS: Obviously, I avoided the three-month practice because I didn't want to do hydrology.

　　Next, it will be even more exciting!Please, recommend a ticket.

　　


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