Legend of Swordsman

(Fourth more!)

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As Jian Wushuang waited and waited, the world was quiet again.

"Brother Qiancheng, Elder Han Yun are they dead?" The Dragon Zishan was standing beside him, but still a little dreadful at the moment.

"Brother Zishan, what shall we do?" Yu Aoqing next to him looked over.

Long Zishan calmed down, looking at the swordless pair of swords sitting in front of him with a cold face, "Wait !! I've circulated to the elders of Zongmen, and soon the strongest of the tragic sect will arrive, maybe even The elder Taishang shot it himself. Since this sword Wushuang is going to stay here to die, I will complete him later! "

Yu Aoqing's eyes narrowed, and she nodded.

But in his heart, Yu Aoqing had a hint of doubt.

The Zongmen strongmen from all sides can't kill Jian Wushuang at all. Jian Wushuang can leave easily, but he didn't, but stayed here deliberately, waiting for the Zongmen from all sides to invite the higher level strong man to come. If he dares to do so, then 80% of them are face to face with the gods.

If the Great Tragedy comes only to an elder who is too senior, I am afraid that he may not be able to do anything about it?

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Hidden in the core of Wusha Wasteland, there is a giant gate in the ancient forest.

This gate is the Great Tragedy.

In the dim cave house, a figure came out slowly.

He looked up and glanced at the sky above, the sun shining directly, warm.

"I haven't seen the outside sun for a long time."

The figure sighed and disappeared immediately.

In just a moment, this figure had appeared on a high platform in the Great Tragedy.

"It's too senior!"

"Meet the elder."

Several first-class gods of the Great Tragedy on the high stage instantly recognized the figure and saluted immediately.

"Open the passage of space and go to the saint's tomb." The cold words came out of this figure.

"Yes." Several first-class demons answered.

Soon the space passage opened, and the figure did not stay in the slightest, and disappeared into the space passage directly.

The gods and demon on the high stage are talking.

"The elder too went to the saint's tomb in person. What happened to the saint's tomb?"

"I don't know, but it seems that a major event has happened. Many disciples have been killed in the saint's tomb. Even my Da Beizong seems to have killed some disciples."

"Who is it, you have the courage to dare to kill my Great Tragedy?"

"No matter who it is, the elder elder has dispatched himself now, so he is dead."

To some of the strongest elders of the Great Tragedy, the people of the Great Tragedy have almost blind worship and self-confidence.

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The vast plain outside the tomb of the saint.

Jian Wushuang did not wait too long, hum! !!

A space channel appeared out of thin air, and then a figure slowly stepped out of that space channel.

The eyes of the strong men from all sides on the plain immediately looked at this figure.

Even Jian Wushuang opened his eyes and looked at the person.

The figure is relatively thin, with a pale, paper-like appearance, but extremely young and even with a handsome face.

But on such a face, the hair was all silver.

His eyes were deep, as if there was no brilliance. Behind him was a cyan sword, which stepped out of the space passage, and he stood there quietly, without any breath emanating from his body, and his complexion was ancient.

It was this one who, after appearing, made all the strong players present in the air breathless.

"Fan Jianxian! It is Fan Jianxian !!!"

"The first sword repair in Wusha Wasteland, the Great Elder of the Great Tragedy !!"

"God, finally came, and came from this extremely scary Brahmin sword!"

The hearts of many powerful men shook, and the eyes of those who looked at them always came with deep awe.

Fan Jianxian, in Wusha wasteland, that is a myth.

He also stepped from the weak to the strong one step by step. When the Fan Jianxian was only a demon level, or a disciple of the Great Tragedy Sect, the Fan Jianxian was recognized as the first genius of Wusha Wasteland, and had no talents. Not weaker than that Tu Qiancheng, even stronger and more dazzling.

His fame resounded in every corner of Wusha Wasteland.

Later, as his realm broke through and reached the state of deity, he disappeared. It is said that he traveled to other territories for some time, but soon returned to the Great Tragedy, became the elder of the Great Tragedy, and stayed in the Great Tragedy for many years. .

Although he has not shot for many years, his strength is beyond doubt! !!

"Too elder !!"

Long Zishan and Yu Aoqing immediately appeared beside Fan Jianxian, respectfully saluting.

Fan Jianxian only glanced at them slightly, and then his gaze swept away. Only in an instant, his gaze fixed on Jian Wushuang's body.

"Is the old man's disciple dead in his hands?" Fan Jianxian began, his voice indifferent.

"Yes, not only Brother Pang Tao, but also Brother Qiancheng, and several elders Han Yun ~ www.readwn.com ~ died in his hands." Long Zishan's face was red, and he eagerly said: "Too Elder, you must take revenge for them and destroy the sword unparalleled!

"Old man knows what to do, you step down first." Fan Jianxian said.

Long Zishan took a cold look at Jian Wushuang, and immediately retreated to the rear with Yu Aoqing.

The strong men of all the ancestral gates in the surrounding areas also retreated very distantly, for fear of being affected by the next war.

However, under the watchful eyes of many powerful men, Fan Jianxian stepped out step by step until he stopped at less than 100 meters away from Jian Wushuang.

"You, is sword unparalleled?" Fan Jianxian's voice remained indifferent.

"The first sword repair in Wusha Wasteland, Fan Jianxian?" Jian Wushuang smiled slowly, and slowly stood up. "I heard your name early, and I finally saw it today."

"Not long ago, in Anjiu County, someone recommended you to the old man. Although the old man didn't know your specific talents in Kendo at that time, he still gave you a chance to become an old man's personal disciple, but unfortunately, you were rejected. "Fan Jianxian stared at Jian Wushuang calmly.

Hearing this, the strong men in the ancestral gates around me remembered that Jian Wushuang had indeed rejected Fan Jianxian.

He refused to become a fan disciple of Fan Jianxian, and instead went to Narcissus Island as an ordinary disciple.

Before that, it seemed to many people that it was stupid.

But now that Jian Wushuang's talent strength is gradually revealed, they can also understand why Jian Wushuang chose this way. It is nothing more than wanting to be restrained by Zongmen.

And if Jian Wushuang had agreed to the invitation of the Great Tragedy, then Jian Wushuang and the Fan Jianxian are likely to have a master-student relationship.

Now, Fan Jianxian and Jian Wushuang finally met.

The people around him looked strange.

(End of this chapter)