Martial King’s Retired Life

114. Wind

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Ten years ago, in the vast and far-reaching lush forests of southern Xinjiang, a young man met him.

The young man didn't know anyone from the Central Plains before. Even for the merchants from the Central Plains who occasionally passed by in the village, he only dared to watch them from a distance. Watching them conjuring up one piece after another of gorgeous and exquisite products, but I don’t know what they are. Using local dialect that is unskilled but tactful, he bickers with the village chief, and always leaves with a smile in the end. Besides, there was no contact at all.

He was full of curiosity about the outsiders from a strange land. But the man's ability is still beyond the imagination of the young man.

This man has great powers, as if he knows everything and can do anything. He overcame thorns and thorns, went deep into the jungle, and eliminated the harmful beasts surrounding the village. The bandits who had been invading the boy's hometown for more than ten years were all wiped out within three nights under his plan. When the bandit leader who had done all kinds of evil and killed the young man's family was called out for a duel, he didn't know that hundreds of his subordinates were dead. But this didn't make much difference. The man casually picked up the sword on the ground, and the sword killed him.

When the man was about to head further south, the boy banged his head and kowtowed to the ground, as if he was worshiping an ancient god. The young man begged the man to take him away to the end of the world. He wanted to follow the man.

I remember that under the sunlight that poisoned human eyes in the lush forest, the young man felt a thud next to his head, and there was a sword - the iron sword that cut off the head of his enemy.

The young man raised his head, and the man's figure was blurred by the light and dust.

"As I go south, I will take great dangers. The journey is not smooth, and the end point is accessible only to brave men.

The man paused and then said.

"I only have a few months to train you. If you can keep up, come on.

After these words, a quick follower appeared beside the man. A young man who doesn't like to talk but runs like the wind.

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The young man practiced swordsmanship beside the man. His talent with the sword was unprecedented. It even gave the man the thought of taking on a disciple that he had not had for a long time. Even the eldest son, who looked exactly like a man and never smiled, once said with a smile: "If this kid had met his father a few years earlier, he might be the number one young swordsman in Luojian Villa by now."

The man didn't say anything, but in his heart he compared the young man with his eldest son. If he had more time to train, he might already have a candidate to be the chief swordsman and to assist the head of the family in the future.

The progress of young martial arts can be said to be a thousand miles, but silence is the same as innocence.

"You need a name, a name from the Central Plains.

One day, when the boy who was getting more and more skilled killed a fierce tiger, the man said.

"Your sword is like you, and when it comes out it is like the wind. Just call it after the wind.

The young man understood what Feng meant, so he smiled and nodded in response.

It was a long time ago that he was called 'Wind Sword' by the people around him.

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“Senior brother, senior brother, please wake up.

It was Yu Jian who called him softly all the time.

The only female disciple among the Four Swordsmen, she always spoke softly to him. Unlike others who had to be respectful because they were afraid of him, Yu Jian called him "Senior Brother P" gently with a bright smile. Sometimes the handsome face is flushed, as if with some kind of excitement.

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I don't know when Feng Jian started to feel a little afraid of seeing her. So I never had anything to say to her.

The one-eyed young man sat up, and the last scene he saw appeared in his mind, which was still dueling with others in the ring.

Huo Jian was the youngest among the four. He was the most quick-tongued and quickly recounted the reasons for everything that had happened.

Feng Jian recalled that the scumbag immortal's skills could be compared with his master. He was really a peerless master. If Master hadn't been prepared in advance, I'm afraid the chaos would not have stopped today.

"Brother.

Thunder Sword's rich voice sounded.

"Master has something to explain.

Sealed in a rectangular brocade box, Fengjian knew it was a rare weapon just from the sharp aura coming out of it.

Lei Jian saw that Feng Jian had not picked up the brocade box, so he faced Feng Jian and opened the brocade box. A simple long sword was revealed. This sword is very ancient. The strange peak hidden deep in the scabbard can cut gold and iron. It also represents a legendary sword sect in the martial arts.

Feng Jian naturally knows this sword,

For this sword, he led the Three Swordsmen to lurk in Lushan for half a year, regardless of the weather. Finally, during a heavy rain, four people gathered around and snatched the "Five Elders" from Fengguo Longting's hand.

"This 'Five Elders' was left to you by Master." Lei Jian's eyes were as usual, his awe for this senior brother was no less than Master's, and he could not suppress his excitement in his tone, "Senior brother, the only thing you have always been bad about is A weapon that is worthy of your swordsmanship. With this Five Elders, besides Master, who else is your opponent?

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Fengjian's swordsmanship has always been highly praised among Luo Ming's disciples and even among those who knew him, including Luo Ming.

The deep inner strength he received from Poison King and the excellent martial arts he inherited from his master cannot cover up his unique understanding of swordsmanship.

There is another point that even his master cannot reach. The sword as fast as the wind is unique to him.

No matter what sword technique he uses, he can always find the secret to making it faster. maybe from

It is due to the ancient wild nature hidden in the body. The first time he took action to kill, the opponent's martial arts was still far superior to his, but the first time the two sides met, they died tragically under his sword. He couldn't even see the light of his sword clearly.

"Master ordered us to strictly guard the man inside this door.

There is a secret room in front of them, which has always locked the most precious things. Before that, it was Tu Shi who designed the magic weapon that will be born today.

Needless to say, the subject inside is naturally the current Holy One.

Lei Jian said: "Master said, if anyone can come here, it is the person we want to take the blood of his heart. Senior brother, please pick up the five elders and take the blood of the enemy's heart."

"Oh? So you want to take our heart's blood?"

An unserious voice sounded, and then two figures, one fat and the other tall, walked among them.

The old man is a Wudang elder, and the other woman is the only person in the audience that Master believes is qualified to threaten Fengjian's victory.

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"Well, I'm getting old. I don't have any blood for you. I drank too much tea just now. Do you want some urine?

The old man was talking nonsense, but there were countless hidden stakes outside the room, and the two of them were silently breaking through them before they became alert. This shows that their cultivation level is astonishing.

Feng Jian stared at the two of them and stood up silently.

After looking at the ‘Five Elders’ for a long time, he shook his head towards the Thunder Sword.

"I don't use this sword.

Before Lei Jian's shocked reaction could pass, he said to Yu Jian again.

"You are weak, you use it."

Then he put the treasure of the Lushan Sword Temple into the hands of the panicked Yu Jian.

"Now that you two have arrived, we won't hold anything back.

The taciturn man raised a sword. Even in the dim environment, you can see clearly that the rust on the sword has penetrated into the plain iron sword without any decoration. This is not so much a sword as a rusty piece of iron.

But his eyes revealed immense pride.

-The upright and unruly Elder Shou suddenly stopped smiling, narrowed his eyes and muttered: "This is really troublesome. I didn't expect such a person to exist."

Yu Feiyuan said nothing and silently opened Wutong Jin Yuxuan's starting stance.

"Come."

Feng Jian said calmly: "Let's fight.

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