Fairy Inuyasha

The sickly old man stared: "You shameless old guy still has the face to say, I heard that you hooked up with a young girl a while ago."

"cough!"

Fanzhi Sword Master coughed lightly, and immediately straightened his face, and said solemnly: "Qianjing, what you said is wrong, can what you love and what I want be called hooking up? Besides, doesn't this prove that I have been No change? Young girls have always been my favorite!"

When he said this, his face was full of determination, as if he was a martyr who died for the sacred cause.

"Pooh!"

The three old men took a sip in unison, led their horses each, and walked a little outside, with a look of shame and companionship.

If outside swordsmen saw this scene, they would probably drop their jaws in shock. It's unbelievable that the respected seniors in the kendo world actually look like this.

But it is.

"Speaking of which, your respective disciples are quite young, and each of them is only in their twenties, right? It's really amazing. Compared with our group of 'old men' in their thirties who were fighting each other, it's more interesting. Much more."

After smacking his mouth a few times, the Juggernaut said slowly, "I almost thought that I would defend my title in this competition of sword bearers without a fight."

The battle of sword bearers is to select the next generation of sword bearers.

However, if the contestant's strength is really poor, and his potential is not enough, the artifact Tiancongyunjian will not choose him to be his "temporary master".

Yes.

Temporary owner.

No matter whether it is the Juggernaut Fanzhi or the previous generation of Juggernauts, they are not the true masters of the artifact, and few of them can fully exert the full power of the artifact.

As for the Sword Master Fanzhi, he has been a sword bearer for almost twenty years.

In twenty years, he has also changed from a young and energetic youth to an increasingly frail old man.

Although his skills are becoming more and more mature, he can also feel that the time for him to exert his full strength is getting shorter and shorter.

When it came to disciples, the elders finally reached an agreement.

——Smile knowingly.

indeed.

There is nothing more satisfying than receiving a powerful disciple shortly before entering the earth.

"Also, I've wanted to ask for a long time, how did Xiu become like this? Is it the erosion of demon power? Shall I invite some onmyojis or witches to help you take a look?"

Fanzhi Juggernaut frowned slightly and looked at the old man who was wrapped in bandages.

From this old friend, he sensed a lot of demon power on his arms and body.

And part of the exposed skin turned purple, like purple scars, which is not normal.

"That's not necessary."

Speaking of this, the "Sura Sword" old man Xiu smiled wryly, "There is no way to do it, my demon sword style is like this, the power is improved simply and quickly, and naturally I have to pay a corresponding price. Now I have combined with the demon power very well. It’s very deep, and rashly purifying and removing it will only make my body collapse faster, and now I should be able to live for a few more years, although it’s a bit painful hahahaha!”

At the end, he laughed out loud, taking pleasure in bitterness.

"Your demon sword style has long been weird to me."

The sickly old man Qianjing wrinkled his nose and said, "You and I won't talk about it, everyone is about to die, and there is nothing to be afraid of, but, I remember that you have a disciple, and you want him to repeat it again." All over your pain?"

In this era, disciples are sometimes closer than their own sons.

Of course, in most cases, his apprentice is often his own son, and the family-style career inheritance.

But not all kendos are like Shenmingliu's kendo, which has a huge population of learners, and even has several big swordsman families, full of talents.

For other sects, or some sectarian sects, apprentices are almost impossible to meet, as if they were lucky.

Sometimes this generation of heirs is so good that they are about to go to heaven.

But the next generation went straight back to the ground.

"Ha ha!"

The old man Xiu shook his head and said with a smile: "Don't worry, my apprentice is different from me. If it is said that I forcibly mastered the Demon Sword, and I have a superior-subordinate relationship with the Demon Sword, then he and the Demon Sword have a 'family' relationship. Controlling the Demon Sword is much easier than mine." .”

"Besides, I have already taught him how to deal with the erosion of demon power. As long as he doesn't overuse the demon sword, his old age should be much better than mine."

Old man Xiu was very optimistic.

"It's okay if that's the case."

A few people didn't say much. After all, this is the matter of the old man. If you interfere too much, you may not even be able to be friends. They are old and mature, and they naturally understand.

"The scenery along the way is pretty good, but it's a pity that the scenery that follows will be stained red with blood again."

At this moment, the old man Qianjing suddenly sighed, and without knowing when, the right hands of several kendo seniors had touched the hilt of the sword.

There are enemies!

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Buzz buzz! ~~

In the distance, visible to the naked eye, the originally clean and bright sky was stained with a layer of black, and then, a strange vibration came from afar.

As soon as the few old people raised their heads, they saw a black cloud rushing towards them, like a surging black tide.

Faintly, they seemed to smell a stench.

"Huh~"

The old man Shenmingliu Jinwei laughed contemptuously, continued to take a sip of wine in his mouth, and said: "After being quiet for so long, I almost thought that the road was calm? I was thinking that this old bone could Arrived at the shrine safely and securely."

"A group of miscellaneous monsters? Tsk!"

The old man Xiu was also not afraid, he pulled out the long object covered with cloth strips filled with scriptures fixed on the side of the saddle, held one end, and tapped on his shoulder.

Even though he was more than a mile away, his physical fitness had dropped a lot, but he was quite keen on the demonic aura after being with the demon sword all year round.

"If it were other swordsmen, they would probably have a headache in the face of such a scene, right? Cough!"

The sickly old man Qianjing said that he had a headache, but at some point he had taken out the white scabbard knife fixed on the saddle, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

——That was a smile full of fighting spirit!

The sword in his hand is not a famous sword, but in the hands of a person of his level, unless there are swords with mysterious power, there is no difference between whether it is a famous sword or not.

"However, the divine weapon Tiancongyun Sword has not been unsheathed, and its breath is restricted by the seal. It is logically impossible for this group of unintelligent bastards to find us. They can find us, which shows that there should be someone behind them. , and even a few exist.”

Fanzhi Sword Master smiled lightly.

Several old people laughed without saying a word.

They naturally thought of this.

That is, I don't know which evildoer dared to get involved in the artifact.

While talking and laughing, Yaoyun finally came to a low altitude of [-] meters in front of the old people.

There were bursts of wild laughter.

"It's human!"

"They seem to have the Tiancongyun sword in their hands."

"Amazono Cloud Sword... This is an artifact made from a part of Yamata no Orochi's body. Once you get it, you may not be able to become a big monster in one fell swoop."

"Even if we can't become a big monster, devouring part of its power is enough for us to improve our monster power."

"..."

The eerie sound of the monster rang out and resounded in this area. If ordinary people were here, they would probably be driven crazy by the chaotic monster energy and sound.

But unfortunately, no one here is an ordinary person.

Even if it is, it is an existence at the apex of ordinary people.

"Hundreds of miscellaneous monsters, this number is quite a lot."

"It's just a pity that no matter how much offal there is, it's just offal."

The eyes of Old Man Xiu and Old Man Shenming Liu Jinwei became indifferent, they looked at these monsters as nothing.

"You or I?"

Shen Mingliu Jinwei old man asked.

"It's better for you to come, I'd better leave my 'Sura Sword' to the big head." Old man Xiu chuckled.

"Then I'm welcome."

The old man Jinwei pulled the rein and controlled the horse to take a few steps forward.

The next moment, he let go of the rein, and the samurai sword was in front of him.

Ka... Ka Ka Ka...

A little bit of cold light came on, and as he drew his knife out of its sheath, the lazy aura on Old Man Jinwei's body suddenly changed. His gaze was as sharp as a knife, and he wanted to cut everything off. Diverge upwards.

The sickly old man Qianjing was not idle either, the white scabbard knife was not out of its sheath, just poked it forward lightly.

Boo! ~~

A circle of ripples rippled and spread to all directions.

And nothing happened.

But in the eyes of the monsters, the people and horses in front suddenly disappeared.

"What about people?"

"Why did you suddenly disappear?"

"Where did they go?"

"What kind of magic was used?"

"..."

The monsters looked around as if they were blind, but Fanzhi Juggernaut frowned: "Yo, you old boy actually learned 'dream bubbles'? That's right, after all, you are all 'spirited' , it’s because you haven’t mastered this sword yet.”

"nonsense!"

The sick old man Qianjing said angrily: "It's strange that I can learn 'Dream Bubble' well with my body!"