Chapter 937: Master Account Kendo

Chapter Nine Hundred and Thirty-Seven: Master Accounting Kendo.

On the Fifth Divine Thunder Stage, Cheng Shengnan was still looking at the young man in purple robes, thinking of those past times, he felt an indescribable sadness deep in his heart.

She doesn't know if everything she chooses is worth it?

Is it fate, or is he not firm enough?

Or was it that being born in the emperor's family pushed her to this day?

Is all this really true?

At this moment, no one can answer her heart.

Cheng Shengnan suddenly remembered what his younger sister Cheng Yan said to her on the eve of the engagement.

But she knows that at this moment, some of the past are getting farther and farther away...

"Humph!"

Under the Yinlei stage, Ouyang Shuang looked up and hummed softly in his throat, his delicate face quietly looked better.

"laugh!"

Du Shaofu's figure landed on the third body forging god's thunder platform, and the purple robe moved slightly.

On the third forging body god thunder platform, it was a young man with a lifelike sword-shaped pattern embroidered on his shoulders.

This young man exudes a faint indifference, fair skin, dazzling black eyes as solemn as cold stars, as cold as ice, and seems to be able to see through reincarnation.

"Hui Jianmen."

Du Shaofu looked at the sword-shaped picture on the shoulder of the young man in front of him, it is not difficult to guess that the young man came from Hui Jianmen, the profile of the side face was like a knife cut, giving people a very sharp feeling, revealing a sharp edge, like a Sheathed sword.

"Very strong!"

Du Shaofu moved his eyes secretly, spying on the looming aura on the young man, it was unfathomable and extremely dangerous.

That kind of invisible feeling made Du Shaofu feel that this young man in front of him was even more terrifying than Cheng Shengnan, Jiang Ruolin and so on.

At this moment, Du Shaofu feels that what he is facing at this moment is probably a real fierce battle!

"I don't care if you are Qiao Feng or Du Shaofu, but Qi Zun's disciple?"

Wuming spoke, his voice was as cold and indifferent as his breath, like a sharp blade, his figure was slender under the gown, and he carried a golden, white, yellow, three-handled long sword with a sheath on his shoulders and back, spreading out like a fan.

"Whether I am Qiao Feng or Du Shaofu, I am also a disciple of my master!"

Du Shaofu raised his head, his eyes were firm and firm, with golden light fluctuations.

From what Jiuchongling said at the beginning, Du Shaofu already knew that Wuming from Huijianmen was looking for him, and he was afraid that the person who came was not good.

As for the nameless origin, Du Shaofu also knew from Dong Lidiao and Lin Weiqi that this person is the first person among the younger generation of Hui Jianmen, who is obsessed with swordsmanship, an absolute swordsman, and his cultivation is unfathomable .

In the way of swordsmanship, this Wuming has already surpassed his peers, and even many elders of Huijianmen feel ashamed.

"That's good, I didn't find the wrong person."

Wuming raised his head slightly, looked at Du Shaofu, and said lightly: "Your master Qizun owed a debt, it has been 1,400 years, and it is only right and proper to pay the teacher's debt!"

After the voice fell, Wuming waved his hand like a sharp knife out of its sheath. Suddenly, a dazzling talisman secret pattern surged out of his hand, and then a long sword of illusory energy that was shining all over his body appeared in his hand.

"Buzz!"

Holding this energy long sword in his hand, it buzzed like a real thing, and the sound of the sword sounded like piercing gold and broken jade, which made people's eardrums hurt.

"Mysterious energy condenses the sword.

"

Du Shaofu raised his eyes, the method of using profound energy to condense the sword is not too difficult, even people with low levels of cultivation can do it.

It's just that it's absolutely hard to see someone whose Xuan Qi condenses the sword to the point of being unknown at this time.

While the energy long sword was shaking, the ripples in the surrounding space were shaking slightly.

"It's a matter of course that the master's debt should be paid by the apprentice. No matter what the teacher left behind, I will follow through."

Du Shaofu didn't ask much, the first person of the young generation of the dignified Hui Jianmen is Wuming, and he will definitely not just talk about it.

No matter what account Master Qizun left for the outside world, I will follow it.

"It's a responsibility."

Wuming looked at Du Shaofu, with a faint and indifferent temperament like the energy sword shadow condensed in his hand, and said: "I started learning swords when I was three years old, and it has been twenty-two years since the first day I learned swords. If I ever meet Qizun Xiahou Fenglei's disciples and descendants, I must defeat them one by one, otherwise, I will not be able to learn swords."

The Wuming at this moment is still calm, and his swordsmanship has already reached the point of returning to his heart.

For today, he has been waiting for twenty-two years.

As for the reason of being a teacher, he never asked too much, and there was no need to ask too much.

Du Shaofu smiled helplessly, he didn't know who Master had offended in Hui Jianmen, and left a debt for no reason.

But fortunately, anyway, I also need a battle at this moment.

"The way of the sword..."

Looking at the phantom shadow of the energy long sword condensed in Wuming's hand, the profound energy on Du Shaofu's body trembled slightly, an invisible aura was revealed, Zhou Kong suddenly had a suppressive force spread, and a long sword condensed with profound energy suddenly appeared in hand.

"boom!"

The energy long sword in front of Du Shaofu is exactly the same as Zijin Tianque, and suddenly, an aura that will never be unknown at this time sweeps through the air.

The surrounding space froze indistinctly, and the two auras clashed invisible, colliding with each other immediately for no reason.

The two hadn't started yet, but the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Before anyone made a move, the momentum of the two people had already begun to confront each other.

It was only a moment between this mutual confrontation, and the two auras were annihilated in the surrounding sky almost at the same time.

"You don't have to choose the way of the sword. On the way of the sword, you will not be my opponent!"

Wuming looked at Du Shaofu lightly, he had absolute confidence in the way of the sword.

"Is it?"

Du Shaofu smiled slightly, but at the same time, the aura on his body suddenly became domineering and fierce, wearing a purple robe, with a fierce and domineering aura, the whole body's profound energy swept away like a storm.

"call out……"

The next moment, the energy sword shadow in Du Shaofu's hand was already trembling, and a piece of golden sword shadow rushed out instantly.

Every sword glow is drawn with a terrifying aura, which brings together faint electric arcs in the surrounding void.

"Fun Hua Fu Liu, this is the Fen Hua Fu Liu in Ming Sheng Sword Manual."

On the sixth peak of the Shenlei Mountain Range, Elder Hu Sankun also became a little nervous at this moment, and said softly with anticipation: "On the way of the sword, those guys from the Huijianmen do have some skills in using swords. It is said that the nameless A master of swordsmanship, Shaofu has made use of his strengths to avoid his weaknesses."

"Bullshit, those guys from Huijianmen have some skills in using swords. Could it be that our ancient Tianzong's Mingsheng sword spectrum is weak? If Shaofu defeats Wuming in the way of swordsmanship, I think the group of veterans from Huijianmen will be defeated in the future." When the guy saw Lao Tzu, would he dare to draw his sword without moving?"

Elder Gu Qingyang rushed forward, expecting his precious disciple to exhale and raise his eyebrows for him.

Elder Mingze Mingze, Elder Hu Sankun and others around him gave Elder Gu Qingyang a blank look. They naturally knew that an old sword idiot in Huijianmen had defeated Elder Gu Qingyang nine times in a row in the way of swords, and was defeated every time. Elder Gu Qingyang was ashamed.

This was regarded as the biggest embarrassment in the history of Elder Gu Qingyang, but not many people in the Gu Tianzong knew about this matter.

What's more, people who know about it don't dare to spread it to the outside world. If Elder Gu Qingyang gets angry, it's not a joke.

On the Divine Thunder Stage, following Du Shaofu's sword, the nameless eyes moved, as if every slight movement, every look of Du Shaofu's eyes, every subtle fluctuation of profound energy was being watched by him.

"Buzz!"

Wuming came out with a sword, and the energy phantom long sword pierced out, a simple sword, fast and fierce, unmatched in speed, directly broke Du Shaofu's move 'split flowers and blow willows'.

Du Shaofu was surprised, with a simple sword strike, he already knew that Wuming was terrible.

At the moment, the energy sword shadow in the hand changes, and the first style changes directly. Du Shaofu's sword point moves the void three times one after another, erupting gorgeous runes.

This is the Yangguan Trifold in the Holy Sword of Ming Dynasty, the upper, middle and lower places block the unknown origin.

Wuming is still indifferent like that, the phantom long sword in his hand changes one after another, he draws out the sword again, hits it three times, and dissolves Du Shaofu's Yangguan triple fold again.

"Shhhhh..."

Immediately, the sword glows of the two were entangled, and the wind and thunder rang out. Every move of the sword glow seemed to be a rather simple sword move, but it contained the Dao, and it was continuous, with one sword glow after another.

When the two fought against each other, there was not much noise, only the sound of clanging wind and thunder reverberating in the void.

A series of sword beams passed through the hands of the two in mysterious arcs, leaving vacuum marks on the void.

"Clatter!"

The masterpiece of the sword light and the masterpiece of the secret pattern of the talisman almost drowned the void, and the clanging sound was endless.

The more Du Shaofu fought, the more frightened he became. On the way of the sword, this Wuming is too strong, unbelievably strong, and that move, the sword light rushing, is almost impossible to dissolve.

Wuming has that faint and indifferent temperament from the beginning to the end, as if without any emotion that a human being should have.

"In the way of swordsmanship, no one in the same generation can be an opponent of Brother Wuming!"

Under the Yinlei stage below, the young leaders of Huijianmen have absolute confidence at this moment.

From childhood to adulthood, Wuming has only swords in his life, and swords are everything.

In Huijianmen, Wuming has never had a defeat. In the simple way of swordsmanship, many elders and strong men of Huijianmen are willing to bow down.

In the whole of Zhongzhou, there are quite a few famous sword masters. Wuming visited them one by one before he was 18 years old, and there was only one... who never failed!

At this moment, all eyes around were on the sword shadows of the two people on the Shenlei Terrace.