Reflect the world

Chapter 223 Holy Spirit Sword Art (Part [-])
The violent turmoil in Japan, which even shook the foundation of the country, did not cause the slightest wave in the Central Plains.

The Central Plains is still the same as it was before, with different sects fighting each other, and the conquests in the rivers and lakes will never subside.

The battle between Wushuang City and Tianxiahui attracted the attention of the whole world. The Wushuang City, which was able to rival the Tianxiahui, had an earth-shattering change. Xiongba only sent his disciple Nie Feng to calm down the Wushuang City that was confronting him.

A grand banquet is underway at Tianxiahui, Tang Xuanming got the news from a trembling middle-aged martial artist who was almost scared to pee by the fire unicorn.

After a slight smile, he drove the unicorn and walked slowly towards Tianxiahui.

He wanted to experience the sword that was said to destroy the world.

"The sword 23 that is not swung in the legend, I am very curious!"

Lying leisurely on Qilin's back, Tang Xuanming had engraved the essence of sword-drawing technique in his mind, and he pulled out that simple and unpretentious wooden sword again and again, and took it back again.

Outsiders look more like children playing games, but only the top figures can see it.

Every time Tang Xuanming drew his sword, the muscles of his whole body were like flowing water, a green leaf fell from the sky soundlessly, and then landed on the tip of the wooden sword just right.

Clang!
There seemed to be a clear sound of swords in the void, and the green leaf was just cut in the middle, broken into two sections, the section was smooth, and fell to the ground with the wind.

And this sword Tang Xuanming did not use any real energy, and even the speed of the sword was not so fast.

But the toy-like blunt wooden sword over there is like a peerless magic weapon, and it has the magical effect of blowing hair and cutting hair in his hands.

"It's still a long way off."

Tang Xuan clearly shook his head, not very satisfied.

A little inspiration lingered in his mind, but it never really conceived, and it was always a little bit meaningless.

Thinking of him going to Qin Shimingyue alone, brazenly drawing his sword in Bolangsha, facing thousands of the most elite soldiers of the Qin army, he would not back down.

He handed out that sword in front of Ying Zheng. At that moment, he gave up life and death, the past, the future, and everything.

Just to hand out that sword, at that moment, he had no victory or defeat in his heart, no purpose, only the most hearty pleasure.

"Go and take a look at Sword 23, which claims to give up everything. Maybe it can bring me some inspiration."

The running speed of Huo Qilin is unparalleled in the world, faster than any horse.

It disappeared here soon, and shortly after Tang Xuanming left here, a middle-aged man with sad eyes and wearing a royal blue robe appeared there. When he passed by two leaves that happened to be cut in half, he suddenly stopped for a moment.

He squatted down and took the two green leaves in his hands.

Immediately, he saw the most astonishing scene. The leaves divided into two halves were exactly the same, and the veins on the left and right seemed to be the same. The middle-aged man could even feel that the weight of the two leaves was exactly the same, without the slightest difference.

He stared at the two ordinary leaves for a long time, and sighed: "It's amazing sword energy, but it's just a little chaotic. This sword is like the sun across the sky, full of vitality. It seems to come from a young man." hands."

"When did such a terrifying boy appear in the Jianghu?"

Beside him, a young man with a face as cold as ice urged: "I don't have time to think about this now. I'm going to the Tianxiahui to take off Xiongba's head and avenge my Bu family's hatred."

The middle-aged man in a sapphire blue robe shook his head, his eyes were always full of melancholy and sadness, and he was fatally tempting to Huaichun women, but he would never be able to fall in love with other people again.

Just relying on a leaf, it can be judged that the person who wielded the sword energy is a young man. The cultivation of the middle-aged man's swordsmanship is simply shocking, but the young man next to him looks familiar, as if it should be so.

Indeed, for the martial arts myth who can defeat the Juggernaut, there seems to be nothing in the world that he cannot do.

"Then let's go, Tianxiahui is not far from here, I hope we can arrive in time."

Wuming suppressed a little doubt in his heart, the sword energy that cut off the leaves was full of majestic vigor, it was undoubtedly a young man, but the sword strokes did not carry a majestic aura.

Different from the fledgling youth's ambition of not being afraid of tigers, this awe-inspiring aura is real, and it can only be possessed after seeing the most top-notch scenery in the world.

If it is easier to explain, one is a boy in the second year of middle school, thinking that he will destroy the sky, the earth and the air, no matter what the imagination is, it is illusory after all.

And the other is that after really experiencing all of this, he will have a very high spirit, and he will be the top of the mountain, and he will see all the mountains and small mountains at a glance.

"I've never heard of such a boy in Jianghu! I know all the people who became famous when they were young, but I don't know such a person with outstanding swordsmanship."

Wuming caressed the two leaves, feeling a powerful sword energy starting from Wushuang City and approaching Tianxiahui continuously.

He is extremely familiar with that sword intent, it is the sword master who fought against him back then.

The Juggernaut who lived in seclusion in the past finally came out again. The Juggernaut, who is obviously already an octogenarian, has a majestic sword intent that is not inferior to anyone. It is so powerful that it is hard to ignore.

Wuming sighed inexplicably, he felt the twilight energy hidden in the sword energy, this sword master with great reputation in the world has reached the twilight years of his life, and his lifespan is numbered.

"Let's go!"

Wuming shook off the two leaves in his hands, and walked towards Tianxiahui with the future God of Unsatisfactory Death.

The world will be destined to become the place of the next storm.

The figures of the two disappeared in a flash, only two leaves fluttered in the air, fluttering with the wind.

……

"Jiuxiao Longyin changes the sky, and the wind and clouds will swim in shallow water."

In the Tianxia meeting, Xiongba carefully savored these words, and said with a sneer: "Nudd Bodhisattva, your criticisms are not very accurate. Now the situation is overwhelming, and I can't wait to eat the other party's flesh. How could it affect my rule of the whole world."

Amidst the sneer, Wen Chouchou, who was guarding outside the door, couldn't help shivering. It was obviously not winter, but he felt colder than falling into the cold ice of Jiuyou.

But some secrets can only rot in his own stomach after all. He wished to plug his ears, but he couldn't help it.

"Sect leader, according to the news from the gang members, Wushuang City exists in name only, and Tianxiahuiyi can finally rule the whole world. From now on, the clan leader can be said to be the real leader of the martial arts alliance."

Xiongba didn't show any excitement on his face, but he couldn't help stroking his beard with his right hand.

Wen Chouchou, who knows Xiongba's habits, understands that this shows that his flattery is in place and Xiongba is very satisfied.

(End of this chapter)