The Return of the Immortal of the City

Chapter 336 Battle Sword Saint

Chapter 360 Eight Battle Juggernaut (for subscription, reward)
Gu Er didn't make an oath to her forever, he didn't say yes to Gu Ying's courtship, and likewise, he didn't say no.

Because at this moment, his heart is complicated.

As the saying goes, the word love is the most difficult to understand.

Although the deity is not an ordinary person, he is not troubled by the word love.

Tianyi is not pretty, but Gu Bei still likes it.

Why is this?

During the two days in Japan, Gu Ying and Gu Er traveled around half of Japan, and experienced almost all the good scenery, scenery, streets, alleys, food, and entertainment.

Of course, except for the unique "scenery" of Japan - Nuyou, Gu Er didn't touch it.

During the two days with Gu Er, Gu Ying was like a happy little girl, thinking and doing nothing, carefree, sweet and happy all the time.

Gu Ying cherishes the time they spend together.

Don't want to waste a moment.

Even though it was very late at night, Gu Ying didn't want to lie alone on the cold hotel bed, but pulled Gu Er by force and asked Gu Er to chat with him.

Most of the time, Gu Ying dozed off while chatting, and lay down in Gu Er's arms very unceremoniously, just fell asleep like that.

Gu Er didn't avoid Gu Ying on purpose, as if he was saying his final farewell, he tried his best to meet all of Gu Ying's demands, and let her act coquettishly.

At dusk on the third day, the setting sun stretched the figures of the two people for a long, long time.

Gu Ying stretched her waist, and sighed with a little resentment on her small face: "Time is so fast, the self-leave is over, and it's time to go back to China to work again!"

"There is ample time!"

Gu Er stretched out his hand and rubbed Gu Ying's hair, soothing her softly.

"After returning to the motherland, will you still be with me like now? Won't you run away from me?"

Gu Yingmei looked at Gu Er's eyes expectantly.

Gu Er looked up at the sunset in the sky, and said without sadness or joy, "If there is time, I will".

Gu Ying smiled sweetly, and leaned on Gu Er's shoulder, the shadows of the two merged together, as if the heaven and earth were appraising the relationship between the two of them.

This evening, Gu Er did not chat with Gu Ying, but said that he had some things to do and left.

Gu Ying said "I'll wait for you" expectantly, like a virtuous wife waiting for her husband to return from work; after getting Gu Er's nod, she happily went back to her room to sleep alone.

……

The night fell completely, and the fishing fires in the North Sea illuminated the direction of the fishermen in the dark.

The waves beat against the reefs of the cliffs of Fusang Mountain, as if they were about to rush to the top of Fusang Mountain and rush to the vast sky.

A thin old man, sitting alone on the cliff of Fusang Mountain, feels the magnificence of the world and the insignificance of human beings. His figure is lonely and arrogant, and the loneliness of a master lingers around him.

In front of him, on the hard rock, was a machete.

But in Fusang, there are blades on both sides and a slightly curved shape, which is a sword!
The old man's sword, just like the old man himself, is lonely and lonely.

"You finally came!"

The old man didn't turn his head back, the hoarse voice had already been heard, and it was still the ancient well without waves, without the slightest emotional fluctuation.

Obviously, the state of the old man is well adjusted.

Dressed in a blood-red robe, Gu Er stood facing the wind, staring at him with interest, there was no fear or dodge in his eyes, only indifference.

"One hundred years of loneliness, who can understand! Since fellow Taoists know the way of heaven, they must have realized the cause of the way!"

The old man looked at Gu Er with a feeling of sympathy and sympathy, as if he was talking to himself, or talking to the young man in red in front of him, "I have not reached the heart of heaven, I want to teach you a lesson!"

As he said that, the old man got up slowly and bowed deeply at ninety degrees to Gu Er.

This old man is the most powerful person in Japan, especially in the way of swordsmanship, which is unmatched by anyone.

The name "Anonymous" resounded throughout Japan 50 years ago.

Only at that time, the old man still had a name.

But now, the old man had already forgotten his name, everything about him, and even that he was still alive.

He only wanted to pursue Tao, to pursue his own way of swordsmanship.

The ultimate swordsmanship.

However, after wasting 50 years, he failed to take the last step after all.

Three days ago, I ran into Gu Er to kill the Muto family by chance.

The old man felt the aura of Gu Er, and knew that the red-robed young man in front of him was the only one who could break through the shackles of the sword.

When they met on the same day, they ran out of words and wanted to invite Gu Bei to fight.

But when he saw Gu Er's indifferent expression of heart, the old man knew clearly: he was unnecessary.

Even if he doesn't use words to run on him, the young man will agree to his challenge.

Therefore, seeing Gu Er coming today, the old man bowed deeply to express his gratitude.

"The way of the sword comes from sharpening and fighting. Find your sword's heart in fighting!"

Gu Er opened his mouth lightly, but unreservedly told his understanding of kendo, and finally shook his head helplessly and sighed, "Unfortunately, you——wrong!"

"Impossible! Impossible!"

Hearing Gu Er's judgment, the old man immediately jumped into a rage, "This old man has been looking for a sword for more than a hundred years, and he only missed one step at the door, one step at the door, the old man's swordsmanship will never go wrong!"

The old man looked like a maniac, with bulging black robes all over his body, long pale hair fluttering, and his withered right hand grabbed it from the air, and the scimitar inserted in the hard rock immediately flew towards the old man's hand with a "clank".

The double blades of the scimitar trembled and shone brightly, and the sharp point was still stuck in the middle of the rock, motionless.

On the top of the cliff, there was only the sound of the sword in the old man's hand.

"Today's battle is only for the sword intent! Your Excellency, please show your troops!"

The old man held the scimitar in his right hand, and the whole body was full of sword energy, even the air contained sword intent, the wind cut his skin, and there was a slight pain.

The old man stretched out his hand to invite Gu Er.

"My sword is in my heart!"

Gu Er said indifferently, slowly raised his right hand, and a long sword condensed by blood energy suddenly appeared in his hand.

The sword body was shining red, full of bloodthirsty fierceness, but it also contained Zhongzheng's peaceful way.

It seems to be a contradictory body, but it reflects each other, blends and meshes.

"I only have three swords in my life, Your Excellency, please take the move!"

The old man raised the knife with both hands above his head, and the scimitar in his hand seemed to be longer than his thin body, which seemed a bit nondescript.

But for a hundred years, no one in Japan dared to underestimate the double-edged scimitar in the old man's hand.

As the scimitar was raised, a thick layer of sword energy lingered on the double-edged blades, almost reaching its essence.

Raise the knife and chop!
The old man didn't make any fancy moves, and simplified the complexities. Just these two movements, he slashed them down with one knife.

Gu Er could feel the sword intent of the old man, his strange starry eyes were extremely dignified, he slowly raised his right hand, made almost the same movement as the old man, and slashed down.

At this moment, Gu Er didn't keep his cultivation. Last night, he swallowed the essence of blood, and with the blessing of the breath of nature, his cultivation, which had been promoted to the final stage of golden elixir, completely exploded, and he unleashed his first sword.

(End of this chapter)