Kendo Venom

Chapter 1172 Emperor Spirit Holy City, Sword Cave?
"Is there only one here? That's easy to say."

Looking at this golden figure from afar, Yueyan's originally frowning brows suddenly relaxed, and then she opened her mouth slowly.

At this time, shrouded in golden light, the figure suddenly flew towards this side, but finally stopped a few feet away from Su Xuan and the others.

The golden light gradually faded, revealing the real body and appearance shrouded in it.

Su Xuan had heard the conversation between Brother Hei and Yueyan before, and thought that this comer would be an old man with top-notch kendo attainments.

But at this moment, when the golden light gradually dissipated, what he saw was a middle-aged man who was obviously full of vigor and blood!
This person only held a dagger half arm's length, wearing a pale gold gown, and a pair of pupils, which were extraordinarily sharp like the sword.

"People from the Demon Realm not only came to my Hunyuan Sword Realm to be presumptuous, but also dared to destroy the statue of the Sword Emperor. You... are as arrogant as ever."

Hearing this, Yueyan smiled faintly, and responded: "What we do in the devil world naturally has our reasons."

"It's you, the so-called Wind Sword Saint, who said that he would be closed forever. Why do you want to meddle in such trivial matters today?"

Faced with doubts, the Wind Sword Master looked slightly cold, and then said: "If the Hunyuan Sword Realm is peaceful forever, then naturally there is no need for me to take action."

"But now, you two, are you going to declare war on our Hunyuan Sword Realm on behalf of the Taiyuan Demon Realm and the Blood Brake Demon Realm?"

"Cough, cough, cough!"

What made Su Xuan feel weird was that the Wind Sword Master coughed violently for a while after he said this angrily, and his complexion didn't look as normal as when he arrived earlier.

Could it be that this wind sword master is still wounded, dragging his wounded body to fight?
If that's the case, even if you beat the opponent, it's an invincible victory.

"Hmph, how capable I am of your Wind Sword Saint. It turns out that your internal injuries are still not healed, so you dare to meddle in your own business. It seems... I am going to teach the Wind Sword Saint a profound lesson today!"

Yueyan naturally didn't want to waste this great opportunity, the moment her voice fell, her figure suddenly turned into a surge of blood——

The countless blood energy made it difficult to breathe smoothly, and with a palpitating cold breath, it pointed directly at the wind sword master in the distance!

Seeing this, Su Xuan hesitated again.

This Wind Sword Saint really has no grievances or enmities with them, and now he seems to be standing up just to protect the Hunyuan Sword Realm.

What's more, now that the opponent has internal injuries, even if he defeats the opponent, it may be meaningless...

Just when Su Xuan was thinking about how to speak, a teleportation spirit array appeared in the sky!
But judging from the size of the teleportation array, it seems that it can only accommodate a few people, and they came very quickly.

"Father, don't!"

Before the person appears, his voice comes first.

Hearing the voice, it was a very young woman.

Then, the divine light of the teleportation spirit array gradually dissipated, until at this moment, Su Xuan could clearly see the appearance of the person who came.

It was actually...a woman who was also wearing a pale gold dress, she seemed to be about the same age as herself, and her cultivation was actually at the third rank of the Destiny Realm.

"The talent is not bad."

"However, she seemed to call this Wind Sword Saint... father?"

The one who came here in such a hurry was actually the daughter of the Wind Sword Saint!

Seeing this woman coming, the wind sword master's originally cold face couldn't help showing a deep surprise!

He immediately swept back quickly, and with a touch of the short sword in his hand, he drew a sword formation, temporarily blocking the blood.

The next moment, the daughter of the Wind Sword Saint finally rushed over.

"Father, didn't you agree that you should take good care of your wounds?"

"You are not allowed to ask about other things in the future, do you understand?"

As soon as they met, the daughter of the famous Wind Sword Saint yelled at her father.

Regarding this, Feng Jiansheng had no intention of explaining except for a helpless smile.

"Father, what is the reason?"

The Wind Sword Saint was still not ready to speak, but at this moment, Yue Yan and Su Xuan had already followed slowly from the other side.

However, they have no intention of continuing to shoot, they are just curious.

Seeing the person who came, the woman first glanced at Yueyan and Brother Hei, and then she inadvertently looked at Su Xuan beside them.

At first, she frowned slightly, as if she felt familiar.

But the next moment, after her serious thinking, she was suddenly taken aback, and then felt a little unbelievable, and looked at Su Xuan in disbelief!

Frightened by his daughter's gaze, Feng Jiansheng couldn't help turning around, looked at his daughter and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Is it that kid who bullied you?"

Hearing this, the woman in gold shook her head and said, "I saw him when I was in the lower plane."

"He is also... a rare swordsman."

"Compared to my father, it's not much better."

At this moment, for the first time, the Wind Sword Saint showed a strange expression, as strange as it looked.

He knows better than anyone else that his daughter has always regarded himself as a god...

Now, after seeing that brat opposite him, he actually said that the opponent's kendo is not inferior to his own?

Thinking of this, Feng Jiansheng couldn't help frowning slightly, and asked: "Why did he come together with people from the Demon Realm?"

"These... my daughter doesn't know."

The woman in gold shook her head, then seemed to have made a certain decision, then raised her head to look at the Wind Sword Saint, and said, "Father, can I have a few words with him?"

"inappropriate!"

"The two people beside him are the top existences in the devil world. Facing them, even my father is not sure of victory..."

After hearing his daughter's words, Feng Jiansheng suddenly felt cold all over, and then immediately stopped talking.

"Father, please rest assured that your daughter will be absolutely fine."

However, the daughter's persistence is far beyond the imagination of the Wind Sword Saint.

He closed his eyes, pondered for a long time, and finally nodded, but still added a condition: "I will send you there personally."

After finishing speaking, he put away his sword and dispersed the sword formation, and then he personally took the woman in gold and flew to a position only one zhang away from Su Xuan.

"What do you want to say, say it."

Feng Jiansheng stared at Brother Hei and Yueyan firmly, and then said to his daughter beside him.

It seemed that something was wrong, so Brother Hei stopped Yueyan, and the two stepped back a little, neither of them saying a word.

Su Xuan looked at the woman in golden clothes, as if he felt that he had seen it somewhere before, but he had no memory of it.

Besides, how could I have seen a proud girl in the upper plane before...

"Have you...have you ever stayed in the lower plane's heaven?"

As soon as they met, Su Xuan was startled by the first words of the woman in golden clothes.

"Emperor Spirit Holy City, Sword Cave, do you still have any impression?"

When mentioning the Holy City of the Emperor Spirit and the Sword Cave, Su Xuan's originally chaotic thoughts seemed to be untied in an instant, and he finally realized it!

That's right, I did stay in the Holy City of Emperor Ling for a long time, and during that time, I even comprehended the sword of killing gods in that place called Sword Cave.

On the last floor of the sword cave, I once saw a swordsman who looked like a woman disguised as a man.

But he never imagined that the guy he saw in the Holy City of Diling was actually this soft-looking woman in front of him!

"So it was you." Su Xuan said with emotion.

(End of this chapter)