Legend of Swordsman

In the saint's tomb, after Jian Wushuang defeated the magical Chen, Long Zishan and others, the remaining geniuses of Zongmen no longer had the idea of ​​shooting against Jian Wushuang.

Not that you do n’t want to, but that you simply do n’t have that strength.

After all, all the genius disciples in the tomb of the saints now add up to twenty first-class gods. As for the second-class gods, there are still many, but if the second-class gods do n’t have a strong matrix, There can be no threat to Jian Wushuang at all.

Naturally, they can only leave.

On the hill that was already stained with blood, on the pitted ground, Jian Wushuang sat there alone, covered by the power of soul, and no one dared to stay there.

In the saint's grave, Jian Wushuang has become synonymous with killing gods and demons.

No one dared to provoke Jian Wushuang again.

at this time……

"Sword unparalleled."

Elder Wusong came to the news, with a hint of guilt, and explained to Jian Wushuang the decision made by Narcissus Island.

"Expelled me out of the gate?"

Jian Wushuang murmured to himself, but his complexion did not change much from beginning to end.

This result, he actually had expected.

This time he made too much trouble in the saint's tomb. It was true that there were too many genius disciples who killed and the offending Zongmen.

Although Narcissus Island is one of the top ancestral gates in Wusha Wasteland, I am afraid to offend so many gates in one breath.

The most important thing is that after all, he is only a peripheral disciple, and I am afraid that the senior management of Narcissus Island also sees that he does not have much sense of belonging to Narcissus Island.

In this case, why should Narcissus Island risk offending many sects and forcibly shelter him?

Only by abandoning him and driving him out of the ancestral gate, and completely handed over to the celestial gates of all parties, can Narcissus Island eliminate the anger of those celestial gates and protect themselves with philosophers.

Regarding the approach of Narcissus Island, Jian Wushuang was not angry, nor blamed. Even for Jian Wushuang, it was just right. He lost the gate again and would not be bound any more.

"Jian Wushuang, this is what I did wrong with Narcissus Island, but ..." Elder Wuyi said guiltily.

Jian Wushuang interrupted directly: "Elder Wusong, I can understand this matter, and I will not hate Narcissus Island, but from now on I will not have any relationship with Narcissus Island. Of course, in private I You are still friends with Elder Wuyi. "

Five sighs and one sigh, nodded secretly.

"By the way, my parents?" Jian Wushuang asked.

"Rest assured, although you are no longer a disciple of Narcissus Island, I can still do something for you as an elder of Narcissus Island. Although your parents ca n’t pick them up to Narcissus Island, I will definitely Guarantee their safety. "Elder Wuyi said.

"That's good." Jian Wushuang nodded.

Jian Wushuang didn't say much to the elder Wusong, and soon broke the contact.

And just then ...

Buzzing ~~~ The faint black air flow condenses in front of Jian Wushuang, and then a blurry figure slowly appears in front of Jian Wushuang.

The breath on this fuzzy figure is very unique, a pair of weird eyes and pupils, staring at Jian Wushuang with interest at this moment.

"Old man, are you finally willing to show up?"

Jian Wushuang raised his head, and a sword-mang in his eyes was beating, which instantly turned into a swift lightning, and blasted directly toward this blurred figure.

The fuzzy figure raised his hand slightly, grabbed the lightning with his bare hands, and pinched, the lightning burst.

"Young man, don't be so irritable, have something to say."

A faint laughter emanated from the blurred figure's mouth, and the voice was a bit old.

"What is there to say between you and me?" Jian Wu's eyes remained indifferent.

Although he was the first person to see the vague figure, the identity of the latter was already known.

Redstone Saint!

The owner of this saint's tomb is still in the saint's tomb, and controls the consciousness of all the redstone saints in the wounded tomb.

Jian Wushuang has long guessed that the consciousness of this redstone saint has been hiding somewhere in the saint's tomb, and has been staring at everything that happened in the saint's tomb.

When he was tested on the Trial Abyss and passed the Eighth Trial Bridge, the Redstone sage presumed to be following him.

In the subsequent battle of seat orders, three seat orders appeared in an area at the same time, and two orders could be said to have been delivered directly to him. At that time, Sword Wushuang affirmed that it was the redstone saint. He deliberately gave him a seat order, the purpose of which was to let many geniuses around him to attack him together.

Because of this, it led to subsequent killings and madness again and again, so he offended all the ancestral gates in Wusha Wasteland.

By now, Jian Wushuang finally defeated all threats in the saint's tomb, and after no one in the saint's tomb dared to shoot at him, the redstone saint appeared in front of him.

"Boy, you were born in Wusha Wasteland, and the old man has left a lot of deeds in Wusha Wasteland. No matter how old the old man is, he can be regarded as one of your predecessors. The tone of your predecessors is not that great OK. "Redstone Saint.

"Sorry, I won't be polite to someone who deliberately calculated me." Jian Wushuang said coldly.

"Calculation? The old man just handed you the seat order you want for nothing. Obviously it's kind of good intentions, how can it be said that he calculated it intentionally?" The redstone saint smiled.

"I have no time to argue with you, let's be honest, what are you trying to do before you appear in front of me?" Jian Wushuang said impatiently.

He really didn't like this redstone saint.

"That being the case, the old man will tell you straight away. It is very simple. The old man saw that you are extremely talented and has great potential, so he intends to accept you as a disciple, do you know if you want to agree?" The redstone saint smiled.

"Take me as a disciple?" Jian Wushuang looked and said, ~ www.readwn.com ~: "You should know that what I am good at is Kendo."

"Of course I know, but I do n’t necessarily need to follow the same path to receive a disciple. The old man is not proficient in kendo, but the old man has good accomplishments on the rules of time and space. I can teach you absolutely a lot." .

He's right, there is a lot of great things about a strong man who is an undead saint.

Even if he is not good at kendo, he is equally qualified to teach some kendo geniuses.

And such as Jian Wushuang, can no longer use genius to describe.

It's just monsters, big monsters.

Even Hongshisheng had never seen such a terrible monster before his life.

Because of this, Red Stone Saints have more ideas to collect swords and unparalleled disciples for the disciples.

He believes that I do not know it is him. Many saint-level strong men, if they see Jian Wushuang's strength and talent, will not hesitate to accept him as a disciple.